Chapter 309 Opening the Door
Different from Zuo Jing’s unconcealable panic, Jiang Cheng’s face showed almost no emotion fluctuations. He discovered the abnormality in his teacher Liao Zhi’s shoe prints; On the opposite side.
Immediately he remembered the actions made by the fat man.
The little beggar pointed at his feet while walking backwards, and this should be what he wanted to remind him.
The ghost's feet are backwards.
As expected, Master Liao Zhi was a ghost in disguise. The real Master Liao Zhi had already died in the attic. Jiang Cheng had always wondered how Master Liao Zhi escaped, and now he finally had the answer.
After discovering the abnormality in the mirror, Zuo Jing subconsciously glanced at the position of her teacher Liao Zhi. Unexpectedly, her teacher Liao Zhi seemed to have a premonition of something. She turned her head suddenly, with a gloomy look in her eyes. No emotion at all.
"What do you think I'm doing?" Master Liao Zhi approached Zuo Jing step by step. The cold feeling on his body was like substance, making people fear from the bottom of their hearts.
You Qi couldn't see his teacher Liao Zhi's face from where he was standing. He subconsciously wanted to break up the fight, but just after taking a few steps, he felt a chill and stopped involuntarily.
Jiang Cheng retreated quietly. There was a window behind him. If he had to, he could jump out of the window and leave.
Zuo Jing's face turned pale and she watched her teacher Liao Zhi walk step by step.
Escape!
Must escape!
But think of a good enough reason and not anger the ghost, otherwise she will die as well.
At this moment——
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Someone knocked on the door.
The knock on the door was very slow and not powerful, but in such a silent environment, it seemed particularly abrupt.
Master Liao Zhi was attracted by the knock on the door. He stopped and slowly turned his head to look at the door.
Turning his head, Jiang Cheng looked at the door. Under the cold moonlight, a figure was reflected on the door paper. But what made Jiang Cheng frown was that the figure was very bloated.
A biting chill exploded in my heart. It was so quiet at night, no one heard the footsteps of the visitor. Zuo Jing's slender fingers kept shaking, and something flashed rapidly in her pupils.
Is there more than one ghost?
The more Zuo Jing thought about it, the more frightened she became. Her nascent escape plan was now overwhelmed by fear. She couldn't even tell whether what she saw was an illusion.
Could it be possible? Could it be that Master Liao Zhi is not a ghost, and the abnormalities she saw were just a trick by the ghost to make her escape from the room. The real ghost is actually guarding the door.
The one outside is the ghost.
Panic can greatly destroy a person's will. Even if Zuo Jing has been trained, the fear from the deepest part of her heart cannot be countered by human power.
She ran out of time and had to make a decision quickly.
"Is there anyone there?" A voice came from outside the door. Jiang Cheng frowned. It turned out to be the voice of the fat man, but his voice sounded a little weird.
After a while, there was no response, and the fat man continued: "It was the middle-aged woman who asked me to come. She said it was Master Huang who fell ill again and needed a doctor to see him." After a pause, he continued: "Please open the door for me."
The fat man's voice sounded very uncomfortable, as if the sound was squeezed out of his throat bit by bit.
Hearing the fat man's voice, the teacher Liao Zhi who was staring at the door suddenly took a few steps back, his eyes full of fear. After a few seconds, he lowered his voice and said: "Be careful, it might be a ghost."
After looking at the position of the door, Zuo Jing looked at the teacher Liao Zhi who suddenly became normal in front of her, and seemed to be making a decision.
She is not a hesitant person, but this decision is about life and death.
A figure flashed past, and Youqi's eyes widened. He saw Jiang Cheng walking up and opening the door.
Master Liao Zhi, who was standing beside Zuo Jing, stretched out his hand, seemingly wanting to stop her, but it was still a step too late.
The door opened.
Under the cold moonlight, the fat man stood in front of the door.
There was no one around, and the night was as quiet as death.
The moment he saw the fat man clearly, You Qi felt a chill in the back of his head. He saw that the fat man was wet all over, his lips were blue, and his trouser legs were still dripping with water. The water on the ground had gathered into a small puddle. .
The moment he saw the door open, the fat man's gloomy eyes lit up, "Mr. Hao Hao." The fat man said excitedly: "Please come with me, Master Huang, he fell ill again and needs a doctor. ”
Jiang Cheng stared into Fatty’s eyes without saying anything or moving.
The fat man seemed to be anxious. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Jiang Cheng's wrist, trying to pull him out, but Jiang Cheng stood upright and he didn't pull.
At this time, the teacher behind him, Liao Zhi, also came over, but he seemed to be very afraid of the fat man, so he just tried to persuade him: "Mr. Hao, is it too late today? How about we go there tomorrow?" "
The moment he saw Master Liao Zhi, the fat man's face became particularly ugly. The blood on his face gradually faded, as if it was covered with frost. He grabbed Jiang Cheng's hand and shook it. But in the end, he still didn’t let go.
"Mr. Hao." Staring into Jiang Cheng's eyes, after a moment, the fat man's slightly purple lips moved, "Obey."
The next moment, Jiang Cheng no longer hesitated. , stepped directly out of the room.
Fatty's eyes were red with excitement, but he didn't dare to show it. Then the two changed positions, and Jiang Cheng directly pulled Fatty away.
"I'm also going to check on Master Huang's illness." Zuo Jing walked out of the room in a few steps as if she had received an amnesty.
After that is Youqi.
His reaction was slow, but that didn’t mean he was stupid. Besides, even a fool knew what to do at this moment. He didn’t even dare to look at his teacher Liao Zhi, and ran out directly, shouting to the people in front of him: "Wait for me, I'll go too!"
Now there was only one teacher left in the room, Liao Zhi. He stood in front of the door in a daze, with no intention of leaving.
Gradually, a trace of resentment that could not be hidden took shape in his eyes. He stared at the fat man's generous back, and then the fourth drum sounded.
The sound of drums comes from the direction of the attic.
Master Liao Zhi’s figure gradually became illusory, and finally, suddenly disappeared.
“Huh——” Chen Qiang, who was hiding in the woods not far away, breathed a long sigh of relief. At the same time, when he looked at the fat man, a special feeling appeared in his eyes.
An Xuan and Xia Meng were beside him. They were lying low and hiding behind a dense bush. From the outside, the concealment effect was very good.
Recalling the scene not long ago, Chen Qiang was still frightened.
That purple, dead-eyed face is still replayed in his mind countless times.
The soaked corpse under the red wooden boat is the teacher Liao Zhi.
What exactly happened to Master Liao Zhi and why he became like this is unknown. The important thing is that he died.
And after his death, the ghost disguised himself as him and sneaked into the room.
Knowing this, they immediately judged the way to survive this scene, which was to leave the room as far away as possible. The ghost would kill those who stayed in the room when the last drum sounded. (End of this chapter)