Chapter 210： Is it bad to live (1/2)
”Cuihua, you quietly end the three of them and protect them secretly. I worry that the hospital really has grudges and will hurt them.” Li Xianyu whispered.
”They are not in the same place, and I can see at most one person.” Cuihua wondered.
”My grandmother and I will also pay a little attention, rest assured.” Li Xianyu touched his head, it was very comfortable, smooth and warm, and the cat was really addictive, and he couldn't stop with a stun. I can't help but change my left hand.
Cuihua pawd his hand away, jumping lightly from his shoulder and disappearing into the darkness.
The elevator was long useless. A group of people walked up the stairs. The steps were dusty and the walls were mottled. The footsteps of everyone echoed in the dark space.
On the second floor, the corridor was long and dark, and several worn benches were placed against the wall in the corridor, covered with dust.
Wang Sizhuo took a photo at the end of the front of the corridor. The hospital wall was blue and white, the old ward door, and the wood was filled with a moldy smell of decaying wood.
Even if you know that there are no ghosts, walking in a corridor of an abandoned hospital for more than a decade in such a late night still gives a sense of depression. Wang Sizhuo walked ahead, and everyone followed behind.
In order to render the atmosphere of horror, Wang Sizhuo was deliberately asked to hold a flashlight alone.
”Well, what about your cat?” Xiaoyou glanced back at Li Xianyu.
”It fled.” Li Xianyu looked weird, with a hint of panic.
”Escape?”
”Well, I heard that cats can see things that others can't see. They just entered the lobby just now and they ran away. I couldn't stop them.” Li Xianyu turned on his mobile phone and took his own face: ”I don't believe you Look, it's scratching me. ”
There is a small wound just scratched by Cuihua in the left lower jaw.
”Maybe I was just scared by my cry.” Xiaoyou thought for a moment, guessing.
After speaking, she turned and continued to walk, and suddenly she whispered, turning her face angrily: ”Why do you hit my ass?”
”I didn't scratch your ass.” Li Xianyu was aggrieved.
”Really?” Xiaoyou looked at him suspiciously.
”No.” Li Xianyu vowed.
She hummed and looked at the camera: ”I was just scratched by my buttocks, and the little brother behind me said it wasn't his puppet. What to do, people are so scared.”
”It's sneaky.”
”He wants to take your chance to eat your tofu and beat him.”
”Little brother hit my ass, come on.”
All kinds of barrage floated, and the audience was getting more and more.
Li Xianyu looked down at the palm of his hand, reminiscent of the soft and elastic touch, the girl's **** was very nice, and she was rolling, and she often went to the gym when she saw it.
However, the n anchor was Little Red Riding Hood, and grandma was eaten by the wolf.
”Maybe it was too hard,” he thought.
He wanted to create a horror atmosphere and let the n anchor retreat, but apparently the trick of catching the **** was too tricky. She didn't believe it at all and determined that it was Li Xianyu who ate her tofu.
The fact is the same.
Would you like to suddenly go crazy, pretend to be a ghost, then hit yourself with a few knives, and run after them?
In doing so, they are more likely to call the police and call an ambulance while escaping, and the task tonight will not have to be done.
Li Xianyu shrugged towards his grandmother, forget it, take a step and look at it, little grudge, it should not be a problem.
The grandmother gave him a sideways glance. There was really no compulsion. She planned to see what she would encounter tonight. If the task was successfully completed, the great-grandson's physical constitution was an accident. Instead, she completely believed in the strange physique of her great-grandson.
When walking to the end of the ward, Wang Sizhuo suddenly exclaimed: ”What's that?”
The flashlight's iris illuminates the wall, with a grimy face painted on it, blood-red, and lifelike.
”Why is there such a thing in the hospital?” Asked another girl named Xu Qingqing.
”I think of a legend about the hospital.” Wang Sizhuo Shen Shen said: ”There was a patient in the hospital who drew a grimace on the wall with blood, and then, after that, every day at midnight, this grimace will appear, see Its people will usher in misfortune. ”
In the dead room, everyone's breathing worsened, and the atmosphere of terror permeated.
Li Xianyu smelled a touch of paint. The painting was just painted.
At this time, footsteps came from the corridor.
”What voice?” Xu Qingqing said tremblingly.
Xiaoyou deliberately gave her a close-up so that the audience in the broadcast room could see her frightened expression.
”Footsteps, how can there be footsteps” Wang Sizhuo also changed color.
”Da da da”