Chapter 4: The Terror of the Starving Ghosts
"Knock, knock, knock, knock......"
The old man dragged his stiff body to the door of the classroom, and the rhythmic knocking gradually spread throughout the teaching building.
With the sound of a knock on the door, a black mist poured in, the contents of the classroom began to rot, the walls were moldy and black, and cracks began to extend from the corners of the walls to the ceiling, as if decades had passed in one fell swoop.
The white lights also flickered with the knock on the door, which was weird and terrifying.
Listening to the continuous knocking on the door, Ye Dong felt that he was being grabbed by something in his throat, and the feeling of suffocation came to his face, and his soul began to become distorted.
endured the discomfort and looked left and right, and found that many classmates had died quietly on the desks, and the exposed skin was covered with blue-black corpse spots.
"Save me......" Ye Dong hoarsely begged Wang Cheng for help, and without waiting for him to respond, he left with a tilt of his head.
The cursed are dead, and all living people who hear the knock have become ghost servants, and the knockers have no target and roam the ghost realm like ghosts.
In Wang Cheng's frightened eyes, the students in the classroom, who should have been dead for a long time, twisted their bodies and crawled out of the classroom, disappearing into the black mist.
"Ghost Servant !!" Before he died, Wang Cheng's eyes widened, staring blankly at those twisted limbs.
In the mirror world, Zhou Li watched this scene silently, and waited until all the ghost servants left, and then came out of the window glass.
Looking at Wang Cheng, who was about to recover, he hurriedly suppressed the ghost baby in his body with the mirror ghost, and finally caught a tongue, and it was impossible for him to disappear without asking some things clearly.
Waste, it's not so wasteful.
"Whew..., thank you." Wang Cheng, who got a moment of respite, struggled to sit up against the wall, panting.
"You're sorry."
Looking at Wang Cheng's stunned expression, Zhou Li coughed twice and said, "Ahem, no thanks." I also have something to ask for. ”
"Tell me, I don't know what else I can do for you." Wang Cheng said as he took out a satellite phone, found the red button, and pressed it hard.
"Just a few small questions" Zhou Li asked, "What's wrong with this world?" What's going on with you now? Does the government know about this? How do you avoid these things? ”
"Ahem..." Wang Cheng coughed twice again, and the blood he coughed up showed a strange blue-black, as if he remembered something sad, and muttered to himself: "Ghosts can't be avoided." ”
Then he looked at Zhou Li and answered his question seriously: "I don't know, we don't know what is going on in this world." ”
"According to historical records, the earliest time when ghosts appeared was in the Republic of China, during the period of a hundred years of war."
"In order to combat these ghosts, the government has set up a supernatural control department, hoping to stop things from getting worse. But it's a pity that this is a way to quench your thirst. ”
"The main force against the supernatural is us ghost handlers, who say they are ghost handlers, but in fact no one can control the ghosts. The more the ghost's power is used, the faster they will awaken, and eventually become another supernatural event. ”
As he spoke, Wang Cheng's voice became smaller and smaller, and he gradually lost his breath. For him, a painful death is an unexpected joy at the end of his life.
Outside the No. 7 Middle School.
"Minister!" A heroic short-haired girl saluted: "Ghost Baby Wang Cheng has died honorably, and judging from the last information he sent, we are completely incapable of handling this matter now. ”
"Got it, I'm trying to figure out a way, no matter what, I can't let this danger stay in the city."
"Minister! Nearby residents have been evacuated. The sturdy guy in military uniform saluted as he came in.
"Okay." Minister Cao put down the topographic map of the No. 7 Middle School in his hand, turned around and walked out of the tent, he wanted to go to the scene to see it in person.
Inside the teaching building.
The blue-black ghost baby stretched out its claws and waved wildly in Wang Cheng's belly.
Suddenly, two small hands stretched out from it, one left and one right, tore open the belly, and the blue-black blood drenched it.
"Wow, wow, wow, wow......"
The ghost baby seemed to have discovered something interesting, and screamed with joy.
After emerging from Wang Cheng's translucent and bloodshot belly, the pure black sockets without eyes looked around curiously, and finally slowly crawled in the direction where Zhou Li was
Where the ghost baby passed, the smooth and flat tiles were corroded by the supernatural power, and the blue-black pits emitted a foul smell.
In the window glass, looking at the ghost baby who ignored the mirror ghost domain and kept crawling towards him, Zhou Li couldn't help but be surprised: "This thing can't be on the same level as the knocking ghost, shouldn't it, it's obviously just revived!" ”
The eerie and terrifying aura of the ghost baby gradually wrapped around Zhou Li's body, and the mirror ghost sensed the danger and independently activated the supernatural power to fight against it.
With black eyes, a blood-red complexion, and an ominous aura, Zhou Li quickly fled from this reflection after the balance of forces between the two sides reached a balance.
But the ghost baby didn't let him go so easily, and after devouring this piece of glass one by one, he crawled towards Zhou Li again, and the speed became faster and faster.
Zhou Li kept walking through the reflective reflection of the teaching building, looking at the ghost baby who couldn't get rid of it, and regretted it in his heart: "How could I think about watching other people's supernatural resurgence, this time it's good, I'm so happy." ”
Why does a cat have nine lives, because it likes to die, and one life is not enough.
People who have not experienced despair cannot understand the horror of ghosts.
The special nature of the mirror ghost made Zhou Li delusional, so that he did not maintain enough awe of the world's greatest malice: the powerful ghost.
Each time he used the ability of the mirror ghost to escape, the ghost baby would reappear, staring at him less than twenty meters away, and gradually getting closer.
This made him understand that if he didn't die once, the ghost baby would not let him go.
Seeing the ghost baby getting closer and closer to him, Zhou Li began to be fearful, desperate, and finally relieved.
Finally, when the ghost baby was less than a meter away from him, the mirror ghost was defeated, and Zhou Li was completely imprisoned inside and unable to move.
The ghost baby Wuqing's little hand directly penetrated the reflective tile, grabbed Zhou Li's calf, and dragged him out of it.
From the perspective of the ghost, Zhou Li was like a cicada chrysalis, surrounded by blue-black ghost energy, three layers inside and three layers outside.
Wrapped in breadcrumbs and fried until golden brown on both sides, the knockers next door cried greedily.
"Click, click"
The sound of the ghost baby gnawing on Zhou Li sounded, and he began to bite and chew inch by inch from the calf, until the whole person was completely swallowed.
After eating Zhou Li, the ghost baby's body twisted for a while, and gradually turned into a middle-aged bald man with thin cheeks, dry body, and a deeply sunken belly.
It's not a ghost baby, it's a starving ghost!
The Hungry Ghost licked his tongue and began to try to leave the ghost domain, but alas, its ghost domain could not break through the ghost domain of knocking on the door.