magician in town

Chapter 69 Exploring the Ghost Tower (4)

Chapter 68 Exploring the Ghost House (4)

Roach sat on the ground and shivered, his messy and dirty consciousness kept approaching him, making him miserable, and he was almost forced to have nowhere to go.In his own consciousness, he vaguely heard ghost-like screams around the room, constantly making loud noises that he couldn't distinguish, each of which stimulated his nerves.He is constantly going back and forth between reality and the materialized world of ideas, and the boundary between reality and the inner world is becoming more and more blurred.

He wanted to start running away, but since he couldn't tell the difference between reality and the inner world, he couldn't tell the direction of running away.He huddled in his inner world, huddled in the anchor he had unintentionally condensed earlier, but a black storm blew up in his consciousness, and the ink-like wind and rain raged, and he hated in fear.

Chen Hao carefully pried the door lock little by little, his eyes blurred and he saw a bloody gash on his hand.He trembled in fright, and looked again, but his hand was still intact.He held his breath involuntarily, a little hesitant about the work in hand.At this moment, it suddenly occurred to him that he could not see the keyhole clearly.Although he originally completed the work of picking the lock by feeling instead of eyes, he suddenly thought that it was noon on a sunny day, at most one o'clock in the afternoon, and the corridor should be very bright.

He turned his head to look out the window, and was surprised to see that the sky had turned cloudy at some point, the sun was hiding behind the clouds, and the wind also picked up, blowing in through the hole in the window howling.The strong wind not only brought dark clouds, but also sandstorms that are common in spring in the north. In an instant, the outside became chaotic, as if a thick fog had descended.

Chen Hao was a little scared, one of his shoulders was pressed against the wall, just now the jar stood behind him in order not to block his light.Now if he wanted to see the pot, he had to let go of the work in his hands, and all his previous efforts were wasted.He couldn't bear to let go, and called Can Zi, "Are you a dead person? Let's see what's dark in the corridor. Don't you know how to use the flashlight in your phone to take a picture for me?"

There was no movement behind him, and a layer of cold air swept across Chen Hao's back, "Jar!"

"Hey! Hey!" The jar reacted belatedly, but at least it was still there. "What did you say?"

"Mobile phone! Light it up!" Chen Hao shouted impatiently. "what are you doing?"

"It's nothing." The pot moved behind him and moved in front of him.He still wanted to scold, but when he saw the jar, his face turned livid, and it was no longer his usual appearance.

"What's wrong?" Chen Hao asked, but at this moment, the feeling in his hand changed, as if he had checked the right position.He was not happy to unlock it in his heart, but sank suddenly.

"Boss," said the pot, pressing the corner of his mouth, "help me look back to see if there is anyone at the stairs."

Chen Hao let go of his hand, and the door lock made a slight rattling sound, and unexpectedly flicked the boot at this moment.Chen Hao was afraid that the door would open at this moment, so he subconsciously held it tight, and turned his head to look in the direction of the stairs in horror. "No one..."

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh look down."

Chen Hao lowered his gaze involuntarily. At the height of an adult's thigh, behind the wall at the stairway, two children's heads protruded from each side, looking at them with dark eyes.He stood up abruptly in fright, his hands still gripping the doorknob tightly, only then did he realize that he might have opened a door that shouldn't have been opened at all.

He doesn't need to say anything, the jar is already clear from his performance.Jar swallowed, making a loud noise in his throat.

"Is it a human?" Jar said with difficulty.

Chen Hao suddenly realized, "Jar, look at your phone."

The jar was stiff, he couldn't live without the phone, and the phone was in his hand.

"Look at the phone, and you'll know if it's broken or not." Chen Hao said, his hand was still holding onto the door and he didn't dare to let it go. His consciousness vaguely knew that he must never let go of his hand, and he must never open the door.

Can finally came to his senses, picked up his phone and pressed it.

The screen of the phone is still black.

He reluctantly thought that the big button of the phone might be broken.He didn't even respond to pressing it a few times with his sweaty hands. He pressed the lock screen button of the phone again, and even the volume button.But the screen of the phone is still pitch black, there is no response, nothing bad can be seen, just like... like those high school seniors trapped in a ghost building.

"It's broken." He said in a guttural voice desperately, staring at the stairs.

Chen Hao had already been terrified. At this moment, a strong wind blew in through the broken window and blew the door open in his hand, as if an evil spirit had opened the gate of hell for him from his hand.

Chen Hao stood blankly at the door, and stood alone in the door with his back to the light. Before Chen Hao could see the man's appearance clearly, the jar screamed, turned around and ran away.Jar ran towards the other end of the corridor, where there was still a staircase, but Chen Hao gave up any hope.

He took a deep breath and couldn't even scream.A woman stood at the door, her long hair fluttering in the wind, with a flattering smile on her face, but her eyes were tightly closed, and two steel nails were deeply pierced into her in the eyes.

Chen Hao took a step back, just a step, someone was pulling his baggy pants.Under the great fear, he lowered his head dully, and the two children grabbed his pants one by one. The expressions on their faces were exactly the same, as if two masks had been buttoned.Only now did he realize that these were two puppets, not human beings.

There was a squeal from a jar at the far end of the corridor, followed by a fall, and he knew it was over.

"Jar." Chen Hao called in a low voice.No one answered him, even the pot was gone, and he was the only one left here.

"Brother," a puppet beside his knees said with the most innocent voice, with its dull face upturned, "stay and play with me."

Chen Hao yelled in horror, and finally he was able to yell out, but that voice seemed to be driven by another consciousness to yell, fear screamed out of his throat, and was tightly clenched in his mind. his consciousness.

"No, no, no, no no no—" he let out a series of screams, "I'm not staying, no—"

He struggled to break free from the kid, he knew he couldn't leave the building, he knew he couldn't leave it.

He turned his head, and the broken window was like a big hole. He struggled frantically, ran to the window, and jumped onto the ledge.The world of living people outside the window is calling him, as long as he jumps out from here, he can return to the world of living people.

Chen Hao loosened his hands, and he jumped down like a big bird, flying to his own world.

It's a pity that he only flew halfway, and a huge force pulled him from behind. He struggled desperately, turned his head, and saw a human face under the bright sun, and it was a person who held him.

The man looked anxious and terrified, and he yelled, "Roach, Roach! Stop! Roach, stop!"

His name is Chen Hao, not Luo Qi, this was his last thought, and then he lost consciousness.

(End of this chapter)