Chapter 147 Die in despair and fear
The concrete frame is in pieces, like the remains of a giant beast forgotten by time.
The cracks on the wall are like dry rivers, spreading and intersecting. The window glass has long been gone, leaving only the empty iron frame, like empty eyes, watching the visitors who visit late at night. .
This abandoned, unfinished building has not seen living people coming one after another at the same time for a long time.
According to the location on the MMS, Chang Qingsen climbed over the wall and entered the unfinished building.
"Is anyone there? I'm already here, where are you?"
Chang Qingsen's voice echoed lowly in the empty building, and the echo seemed particularly eerie.
Suddenly, the phone vibrated, and a text message appeared on the screen - top floor!
The top floor has not yet been capped, leaving gaps of varying sizes between the floor slabs. Chang Qingsen stopped and looked up. He could vaguely see a vague figure standing on the top floor, quietly looking down. .
Chang Qingsen turned on the built-in flashlight of his mobile phone, took a deep breath, and began to climb up the rickety stairs, layer by layer.
Each staircase is dark, and the air is filled with the smell of dampness and mildew. The flashlight shines on the wall, reflecting clusters of gray mildew spots, like lines on a map.
When the soles of the shoes step on the stairs, they will encounter broken concrete and exposed steel bars from time to time. Whenever this happens, there will always be stones falling from high places, making a dull echo, and the sound of knocking In the human heart, one's heart can't help but sink.
Chang Qingsen has no doubt that if he slips and falls here, he will definitely fall into his favorite meat sauce.
But his psychological quality is very good, and he takes every step very steadily.
Four minutes later, Chang Qingsen climbed to the top floor. Under the blue light of the flashlight, the floor was filled with construction waste. Broken cement blocks, broken bricks and scattered steel bars were intertwined to form a chain. A desolate picture.
"I'm up, where are you?"
As soon as Chang Qingsen's feet stepped onto the stairs, his left hand clenched his mobile phone and looked around by the light, while his right hand was hidden in his sleeve, and his five fingers gently Stroking the handle of the knife, feeling the cold metal touch.
His voice echoed on the empty rooftop: "I don't know why you want to record it, but I think since you led me here late at night, maybe you should show up now and have a good time with me. Talk.”
Evergreen Sen habitually licked his lips and said politely and calmly,
"No matter what your request is, you must show up and talk to me. As long as it's not too much, don't worry, I will accept it." I can promise you that.”
When Chang Qingsen climbed the stairs, his eyes were always looking towards the top of the building, so he was very sure that the dark figure overlooking the top of the building had never come down. It must be on the top floor, hidden behind a pile of construction waste.
Chang Qingsen’s attention was all in front of him, on the top floor, so he didn’t notice the stairs behind him and at his feet.
A deep black shadow was sneaking up, clinging to the uneven steps, like a ray of abandoned night.
The black shadow is light and boneless, and it is like a water snake meandering in the undercurrent. Every time the waist twists delicately, it will suddenly jump up to the ground and span a distance of several meters, but not even a little bit. There was no sound.
Suddenly, a slight "buzz" sounded, interrupting the dead silence.
Chang Qingsen's eyes instantly turned to the mobile phone in his hand. Four bold fonts and three bright red exclamation marks on the screen jumped into his eyes, as if they were a bloody warning:
——Be careful behind you! ! !
The corners of Chang Qingsen's mouth curved into an imperceptible arc of contempt. He would not be deceived by this trick.
But he obeyed the prompts on his phone immediately and turned to look behind him. He planned to pretend to be fooled and use himself as a bait to seduce the guy who was hiding in the dark to show up and attack him.
Then, Chang Qingsen's pupils shrank to the point of a needle, and he saw a snake-like ghost rising suddenly from the ground, with disheveled hair and a ferocious face stained with blood, suddenly occupying his entire pupil.
A close-up backstab attack?
The text message did not lie to myself! ! Chang Qingsen's scalp was numb. Because of his cleverness, he only twisted his neck without moving at all from the neck down. This extremely uncoordinated posture made it too late for him to twist around again at this moment.
Chang Qingsen’s face changed with shock. He staggered and tilted, instinctively rolling towards the ground, trying to avoid the sudden sneak attack. At the same time, the dagger in his right hand flashed at the cuff of his sleeve. , drawing out a piercing cold light.
A few strands of black hair were cut off, and Chang Qingsen's pupils widened. In a startled glance, he saw that under the messy hair, one eye was completely pale and seemed to be blind, while the other eye It is full of resentment.
Chang Qingsen didn't have time to think about it, he just felt a chill in his waist. He climbed up and stood up. When he touched his waist, he saw that a large piece of skin and flesh had been dug out, and he could faintly feel the wet intestines inside.
Holding the phone, he quietly moved half a step back, and then pointed the flashlight of his phone at the woman who sneaked up on him.
Chang Qingsen suddenly tore off a piece of clothing and wrapped it around his waist in an attempt to prevent the greasy intestines from slipping out of the wound.
His voice was hoarse and weak, revealing the pain that could not be concealed: "Who are you?"
The light of the mobile phone shone on the woman's face, illuminating her twisted expression even more Terrible and terrifying. Her eyes flashed with heart-stopping malice, making Chang Qingsen shudder involuntarily.
Suddenly, Chang Qingsen's eyes froze, and he saw the woman opposite holding a bloody rag doll tightly.
“My rag doll.”
“No, it’s my rag doll!”
The mute and vicious female voice is chilling.
Chang Qingsen was horrified, and his brain seemed to be shut down for a moment. At this moment, he finally recognized the vicious face in front of him. It turned out to be... Feng Yuhuai! ! !
His eyes wandered repeatedly between Feng Yuhuai's distorted face and the doll. Suddenly, all the doubts fell into place one by one like a puzzle.
He burst into laughter involuntarily: "You and this rag doll, hahaha, it's so ironic and so funny."
Feng Yuhuai carefully dressed the rag doll Putting it into her pocket, she looked at Chang Qingsen's excited smile, and also showed a ferocious smile that was extremely angry and a little nervous: "Why don't you listen to me and insist on sewing my doll?"
Chang Qingsen raised the dagger in his hand and gently licked the tip with the tip of his tongue. His eyes became focused and serious, and he replied: "Because one eye is asymmetrical. What about you? Why did you deliberately put the cloth on the knife?" The doll was left in the cafeteria? "
A flash of light flashed in Chang Qingsen's mind. He understood that the encounter in the cafeteria was no accident. This kind of rag doll whose life was at stake was definitely not a coincidence. It may have been lost accidentally.
Feng Yuhuai's face was covered with bulging veins. This was definitely an unforgettable mistake in her life. She stared at Chang Qingsen: "Because, I want to eat you!"
Chang Qingsen looked at Feng Yuhuai with disgust, Disgusted: "You are dirty , you are no longer beautiful, but don’t be afraid, I will make you beautiful again.”
Feng Yuhuai’s heart was filled with unprecedented killing intent, and his voice was as cold as a curse coming from the abyss:
"I will I would like to see you break off your own limbs, watch your blood being extracted bit by bit, and experience the despair and fear of your bones breaking free from the dry flesh. See if you can still laugh a little bit . ”
Chang Qingsen’s eyes suddenly shone, and not only was there no fear on his face, but a light of excitement appeared on his face, and he blurted out: “Are you the Skinned [Mask] rumored in the school?”
Feng Yuhuai rushed towards Chang Qingsen, and she let out an eerie scream at the same time:
"Yes, I am [Mask], so be desperate, repent, be afraid, and then... Die in agony!”
(End of this chapter)