After childhood Zhang Yangqing's explanation, the childhood pope's doubts were dispelled.
He really doesn’t know how to use intelligence in these places.
Or maybe Zhang Yangqing's childhood was too fast and he couldn't adapt yet.
Give him some more time to think, and he should be able to think of it.
This is the normal way to pass the level.
But at this moment, the corners of Zhang Yangqing's mouth rose slightly.
"I have a fun way to play, do you want to play?"
When he showed such an expression, old fans who were familiar with Zhang Yangqing's childhood knew that someone was going to be in trouble.
He definitely knows the normal playing styles, but he also knows some abnormal playing styles.
Late night, inside the security room.
Two security guards are yawning here.
As hidden secrets, they naturally have terrifying strength.
How dare you work as a security guard in such a dangerous place? How can you do it if you have no ability?
But hiding the weirdness actually has certain flaws. They are afraid of being taken away from them and the sanctions of the rules.
So they just need to do their jobs.
Tonight, the shadows outside the window are particularly heavy, and the trees not far away seem to be frozen, and there is no even wind.
The entire orphanage was completely silent, and the depressive atmosphere made people shudder.
The old security guard with a mustache is lying on a chair, his security hat covering his eyes, and he is taking a rest.
Looks like an old fritter.
The new young security guard next to him stood guard near the window seriously.
After all, I just came here and haven’t adapted to the environment yet, so I have to show off no matter what.
The most important thing is that as security guards, they have strict rules. If the other party does not meet the conditions, they must not let the other party leave.
Otherwise they would have violated the rule of death.
Standing guard in the gloomy orphanage did not make him adapt.
The lights in the security room were dim, and there was an indescribable sense of depression in the air.
There was a thin layer of gray condensation on the window of the security room. It looked like it had not been wiped for a while.
Suddenly, his eyes were attracted by a dark shadow outside the window. It was the dark shadow of a child, playing ball in the gloomy night.
The young security guard's heart suddenly tightened. He rubbed his eyes and wiped the window, trying to confirm whether he saw it correctly.
But when he looked out the window again, he was horrified to find that what had been one black shadow now turned into two.
The shadows of the two children were dressed in shabby clothes, with disheveled hair and thin bodies, as if they were two ghosts imprisoned in an orphanage.
The strangest thing is that these two children seemed to hit the rubber ball very hard, but every time they dropped or bounced, they made no sound.
In this silent night, this silent movement adds an inexplicable terror.
The young security guard swallowed. He felt his heartbeat began to accelerate, his scalp began to numb, and an unprecedented sense of crisis stimulated his nerves.
He wanted to wake up the old security guard with a mustache next to him, but the old security guard with a mustache seemed to have fallen asleep, because there was a slight snore from the old security guard with a mustache in the security room.
The young security guard hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to wake up the old security guard with a mustache.
He gently pushed the shoulder of the old security guard with a mustache. At first, the old security guard with a mustache just turned over impatiently and muttered a few words, without any intention of getting up.
But unable to resist the urging of the young security guard, he stood up with a sigh of relief.
Muttering: "Young people are so timid, let me see which naughty kid is playing ball outside."
As he said that, he walked out of the security room carelessly. After all, he is still a little crazy after getting used to immortality. When the young security guard followed him out, the shadows of the two children had disappeared.
Under the moonlight, there was no human figure.
Of course he was scolded by the old security guard with a mustache.
Just when the old security guard with the mustache was about to go back, the young security guard pointed in one direction and said: "Wait a minute, look there is a ball there."
At this time, the old security guard with the mustache Looking in the direction pointed by the young security guard, there was indeed a ball lying alone on the ground.
This made the old security guard with a mustache start to feel numb. He remembered that he had patrolled this area when he was on duty, and there seemed to be no ball outside.
And there won't be any children playing in this place.
After all, he is the security guard of the orphanage. He still knows that there is something weird about this place, and children are very scary existences in the world of ghost stories.
Thinking of this, the old security guard with a mustache began to look solemn, and he carefully observed the gloomy environment nearby.
But the next scene made him feel a chill rising from the soles of his feet and running straight into his back.
For some reason, the surrounding trees actually started to sway when there was no wind, as if countless pairs of ghost hands were shaking the leaves in the darkness.
In the distant sky, dark clouds happened to pass by, covering up the waning moon, making the eyes dark and adding to the eerie atmosphere.
The old security guard with a mustache could feel that his body was constantly shaking, and the young security guard behind him was so frightened that his teeth were chattering up and down.
As the immortal body is hidden and strange, if they see a powerful physical enemy, they can be said to have no fear at all.
Death? It's hard to kill them.
But they are afraid of invisible things. If there is a ghost, the ghost may take away their bodies. How can they not be afraid?
In the world of ghost stories, one thing falls one thing at a time.
Even if it is hidden, there is something to be afraid of.
The old security guard with a mustache seemed to be frozen in place, not daring to move for fear of disturbing that terrible thing.
Not long after, the dark clouds in the sky passed and the brightness returned to the eyes.
Just as the old security guard with a mustache breathed a sigh of relief, the young security guard behind him patted him on the shoulder, which almost scared him to death.
When the old security guard with a mustache was about to scold the young security guard, the young security guard pointed to the position in front of the old security guard with a look of horror.
The old security guard with a mustache swallowed his saliva and looked down.
At some point, a little boy with his face covered in blood was standing in front of him holding a ball.
The ball that should have been in the distance has disappeared. If he judged correctly, it was the one the little boy was holding.
The little boy, whose face was covered with blood, looked straight at him, his eyes deep and hollow, as if he was a lifeless body.
The old security guard with the mustache began to sweat profusely. This was the first time he had encountered such a strange thing in the orphanage for so long.
But soon, he calmed down a little.
Because he could not see any hostility in the eyes of this little boy whose face was covered with blood.
And he was not attacked immediately, which means that he may have only triggered the event of seeing him, but not the event of being attacked.
In other words, there may be a turning point in all this.
Thinking of this, the old security guard with a mustache asked the little boy with blood on his face with an ugly smile: "Kid, what are you doing here?"
The little boy with blood on his face' After pondering for a moment, he said: "I want to find the dean. Do you know where the dean is?"
The voice was unusually calm, without any ups and downs, and without any emotion.
Every word and every tone carries a strange aura, like a spell, making people shudder!
(End of this chapter)