Chapter 1165 The drama begins
It’s... Teacher Zigui! !
Seeing such a face when Leng Buding saw it, Jiang Cheng subconsciously leaned back and wanted to stay away, but the fat man underneath him didn't understand why. The two of them cooperated improperly and almost fell down.
Thanks to Fatty's amazing flexibility, he was able to put Jiang Cheng down.
"Doctor, how are you?" Fatty asked hurriedly, looking at Jiang Cheng who was still in shock.
Fortunately, Jiang Cheng was also someone who had seen big scenes. He quickly calmed down and explained to the people who gathered around him: "I just saw Teacher Zigui on the bench at the corner of the street outside."
As soon as these words came out, Bai Xi and Lu Yu were the first to explode, "Teacher Zigui? !”
“Isn’t Teacher Zigui dead?” Yuan Xiaotian asked in shock: “We just saw her body down there, and it was burned like that.”
Lin Wan'er signaled everyone to be quiet and asked Jiang Cheng to speak carefully.
At this moment Jiang Cheng also completely calmed down, stood up, and told everyone about his experience, from the busy traffic outside that was as fake as an old movie, to the sudden appearance of the newspaper man on the bench on the street, until finally, the newspaper man Disappeared, and the burned face turned around by Teacher Zigui.
"It's this newspaper man again..." Zhou Tong's voice was trembling.
At this time, someone mentioned that someone took photos while they were down there. Only then did Xia Qiang realize that when he left, he took a few photos of Teacher Zigui’s body.
Immediately took out the phone and clicked on the photo album, but the next scene made everyone dumbfounded.
There is only a shabby house in the photo.
The body that originally fell on the ground...is gone!
Several photos in a row are the same!
"How could this happen?" A look of panic appeared on Xia Qiang's face, which was originally relatively calm. He pointed to the pile of rotten straw in the photo, feeling a little excited, "I remember it very clearly. , the body fell in this position, with the head facing in and the feet pointing out. The body was burnt, everyone can testify!”
“It’s difficult! No... Did the ghost go back and remove the body?" Li Mengyao, who was standing beside Xia Qiang, asked in a low voice, "Then he placed the body on the bench outside in order to interfere with our judgment."
< br>"It must be like this! The corpse was burned like that, and I was worried that it would break into pieces when touched. You can't say that the corpse stood up and ran away on its own, right?" Yuan Xiaotian nodded very firmly.
Finding that no one was speaking, Yuan Xiaotian's face changed slightly. After a few seconds, he swallowed and said in an unconfident voice: "I'm right...right?"
Chenran glanced at him and said in a calm and cold tone, "Right? We'll find out if we go back and take a look."
"Go back, where are you going? Do you want to go to the underground prison again?" "Yuan Xiaotian looked at Chenran with incredible eyes, as if he was not a human being, but an incomprehensible monster.
After a brief discussion, a few people were left to guard here, while the remaining people returned to the door leading to the underground prison.
Before seeing the door, the person walking at the front stopped involuntarily. Li Mengyao sniffed and her expression changed slightly, "Did you smell anything? It seems like..."
Lin Wan'er, Chenran and others ignored it completely and quickly walked forward. The moment they saw the door, even Luo He, who looked calm, couldn't help but frown.
The heavy wooden door actually opened.
But everyone clearly remembered that they had closed the wooden door before leaving, and more importantly, there was no chance that such a heavy wooden door would be blown open by the wind.
Besides, how can there be wind in the underground space?
No need to say hello, Chen Ran, Jiang Cheng, and Xia Qiang tentatively approached the wooden door. The three of them acted very warily, as if they were worried about something hidden behind the wooden door.
It was very dark behind the wooden door. After approaching, Xia Qiang immediately took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight to shine inside.
Fortunately, except for a winding staircase, there was nothing hidden behind the wooden door.
But just when Jiang Chengchenn held one hand and opened the door completely, Xia Qiang, who was shining his flashlight, seemed to see an extremely terrifying scene, and he couldn't help but take a step back.
Looking along Xia Qiang's line of sight, Jiang Chengchenran was also attracted to his attention. Behind the door, near the crack of the door, a dark handprint suddenly appeared.
The handprint is not big, but very clear. It was obviously left not long ago.
Judging from the position, the person who left the fingerprints was standing behind the door and pushing open the door that blocked her from leaving the underground space.
This person is Teacher Zigui!
Teacher Zigui has been burned to cokes and there is no way he is still alive!
She is a ghost now.
Come back to find them...
There are no newcomers standing here at the moment. After a few breaths, everyone calmed down. Jiang Cheng turned around and spoke slowly, "Everyone, please don't mess up. I just saw Teacher Zigui on the street. She was outside, not near us.”
"That's what I said, but she has turned into a ghost. Since she can get out of here and go to the street outside, she can definitely come back!" Zhou Tong, who had hardly spoken a word, looked frightened and his voice was trembling. , looking around: "Maybe... maybe she has come back now, right near us, hiding in the dark, staring at us silently!"
"What are you talking about!" Xia Qiang scold.
The atmosphere that had been slowly stabilizing became tense again due to Zhou Tong's actions. Jiang Cheng's eyes also changed when he looked at Zhou Tong. The latter's remarks were not wrong, but they were inappropriate.
It serves no purpose except causing unwarranted panic.
In the script of Midnight Murderer, Jiang Cheng came into contact with Zhou Tong. In his impression, the latter did not seem to be a person who spoke without discretion.
"Boring!"
Before Jiang Cheng could think about it, a harsh sound sounded.
It’s the sound of a gong.
For some reason, Jiang Cheng suddenly felt an indescribable strange feeling in his heart.
It seemed like a big show. After a long delay, the curtain finally opened.
Following the sound, we rushed towards the direction of the wooden platform that had been built.
The area around the wooden platform was no longer empty. Instead, it was completely surrounded by a piece of white cloth at some point, leaving only a gap, as if for spectators to enter and exit.
Walking in through the gap, I saw a wooden shelf placed on the wooden platform. Under the wooden shelf, there was a gong hanging, and a wooden stick used to beat the gong was thrown on the ground.
The gong looks very old. At this moment, it is still trembling slightly. If you get closer, you can still hear a low whimpering sound.
Luo He squatted down, picked up the stick, lifted the other end and showed it to everyone.
On the handle of the wooden stick, there was a gray-black patch. Looking closely, there were clear finger prints.
"Sure enough, she's back, she's back to find us!" Seeing this scene, Zhou Tong lost control of her emotions. Li Mengyao and Yuan Xiaotian each grabbed one of her arms to control her.
"We can't stay here any longer, we have to go out and look for clues to survive!" Zhou Tong said to everyone in tears. (End of this chapter)