Chapter 144

The small flat head was inserted with glass pieces on its head, like wearing a headdress. The blood began to slowly soak down.

He stood for about a few seconds and staggered for several steps. Then, in the screams of the people around him, he fell down.

Zhou Ze once read the Memoirs of some Japanese war criminals and soldiers, in which someone once wrote that the headless body seemed to twitch after beheading, including the head that fell to the ground and the eyes that could move a few more times.

Perhaps the death came too suddenly, too simply, not only the parties did not have time to respond, but also the parties' bodies did not seem to have time to respond in time.

The dormitory downstairs has become a mess.

Zhou Ze put his hands on the railing, sighed, and then looked at the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest was in a trance at this time, and his face was scared white.

"Boss............"

"Alas, you see, a good person has been forcibly milked to death by you."

"........" old road.

The Taoist priest was very aggrieved, and he didn't want to. He really hoped that the little flat head could live a long life. He came eighteen times a night and was in good health.

But he died,

He died suddenly,

So,

Six paintings, only one left.

There is a famous movie series called "death is coming". The Taoist priest now feels that he has become a role in it. He clearly tells you that you are going to die, and also tells you how you will die.

Really, it's better to give you a sudden blow and let you die dry and crisp without pain.

At this time, the Taoist priest was really envious of that little flat head, and unconsciously left by accident. Now he still had to endure the torture of not knowing when he would die.

It's... Life is better than death.

Look at the boss on one side. He is still smoking.

"Go down and have a look."

Zhou Ze walked out of the bedroom first after saying that. The Taoist priest naturally didn't dare to leave Zhou Ze at this time. Anyway, he had made up his mind. Even if Zhou Ze went to the toilet, he would follow him.

At the gate of the first floor of the dormitory building, a group of students surrounded the body of the small flat head, and several dormitory teachers maintained order inside.

This feeling is very strange, because at this time, they should play 120 and 110. In fact, they also played and did everything they should do. However, it seems that a big event like the death of a person in broad daylight is only a corner of the school.

The students in front, who should go to school, who should go to the canteen for breakfast, seem to care nothing about it at all.

Zhou Ze shook his ashes and looked up at the dormitory building.

The Taoist priest was trembling beside him. He glanced at the body of the small flat head secretly, and then immediately moved away from his eyes. At the thought that he was about to follow in the footsteps, the Taoist priest felt extremely painful in his heart.

Zhou Ze sat down on the steps and continued to look around like a bystander.

"Boss, let's go back first?" The old man suggested.

He doesn't want to stay here anymore. He wants to go back to the bookstore. At least the bookstore can give him some sense of security.

Zhou Ze shook his head, "I can't go."

Not "no", but "no".

The Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, and he faintly noticed something wrong.

Zhou Ze turned around, walked into the dormitory again, sat down directly in the dormitory teacher's office, took their tea and made a cup of tea.

The old Taoist stood beside him like a little quail.

He didn't know what Zhou Ze was going to do, but it seemed that his boss had some information. Although he didn't know whether he was pretending to be calm or really calm, at least he seemed to have more expectations in his heart.

The students have gone to school, and the dormitory building has become much deserted.

The dormitory teachers didn't come back, and none of them went back to the office. Maybe they were busy with the matter of the small flat headed body.

Police, didn't come.

The ambulance didn't come either.

After sitting for about half an hour and drinking two cups of tea, Zhou Ze walked out of the office.

At the entrance of each dormitory at the entrance of the corridor, there is a row of hot water bottles. Students take out their hot water bottles and put them outside before leaving the dormitory in the morning for school. Then a special aunt will bring plastic pipes to add boiling water to these hot water bottles.

Because these boiled water pass through plastic pipes, it inevitably has some plastic smell inside. Students don't drink it at all, but only use it to wash clothes or soak feet.

At this time, an aunt came over with a plastic water gun to drain water. She walked slowly to this side from the other end of the corridor.

Zhou Ze stood there without moving. The Taoist priest stood beside Zhou Ze, and the aunt seemed to be unable to see Zhou Ze at all, and continued to walk here.

"Old Taoist, do you feel a little strange? There are too many strange things in this place." Zhou Ze said.

"Ang."

"First, sun Qiu died but continued to live according to inertia, even if there were body spots, no one found them. Then there were one accident after another, one weird picture after another.

Can this dormitory building be the most evil place once in a century, so that so many ghosts and foreign bodies can be born?

Then why did nothing happen before, but recently it broke out directly? "

"Er... Boss, what do you mean?"

Zhou Ze was silent for a moment, thought for a moment, and said, "I think we'd better go back."

"OK."

This old Taoist is willing to die here or in the bookstore, regardless of whether he will have an accident. He is more willing to choose the latter.

The two walked to the gate of the dormitory building together, and the small flat headed body outside had been disposed of.

Standing on the doorstep, Zhou Ze didn't hurry down, but watched the old Taoist walk out step by step.

When the Taoist priest was about to leave the dormitory,

Zhou Ze raised his head,

He saw,

The building is bending over,

It seems to collapse.

The Taoist priest did not realize it and continued to follow his own path.

"Old Taoist, don't move." Zhou Ze reminded.

"What?"

The Taoist priest took another step outside, and then turned around.

In an instant, from the window position of a dormitory above, blood gushed out and swept towards the old road. This should be the dormitory where Zhou Ze had been before and found pen drawings. It should be on the third floor, but now because of the strange bending of the whole building, the window position of this dormitory is just aimed at the old road.

When the blood rushed over, the Taoist priest was swept in.

"Shit......"

This is the last thing the Taoist priest said in time,

He almost collapsed,

It doesn't matter how many ghosts you come. Ghosts, I haven't seen them before.

But the building can bend like a pole dance,

Who has seen it?

Ganlin Niang,

Don't play like this!

Zhou Ze turned around and looked at the woman behind him who was still pouring boiling water into the thermos.

However, the woman's bottle of boiled water, as if always dissatisfied, has been stuck on the hot water bottle, and the sound of water is constantly coming from it.

For people with life experience, when pouring boiling water into a thermos, the sound will change as the water surface rises, but here, it has not changed.

"Hey, the water bottle leaks."

Zhou Ze pointed to the thermos and reminded the woman.

The woman was a little stunned, turned her head and looked at Zhou Ze. Her face was full of wasps' nests, like countless corns, and some places were still involuntarily closed and relaxed.

A disgusting picture,

It's really disgusting.

The woman continued to hold the plastic water pipe in her hand, while the old road outside the dormitory kept struggling in the blood. In the blood, a few black figures were looming close to him, and the black figure was holding a bright knife in his hand.

Zhou Ze walked over and was ready to take the water pipe from the woman.

A somber smile appeared on the woman's face,

The water pipe twisted directly and wound around Zhou Ze. The dead thing before now seems to have become a python with life!

Zhou Ze's fingernails grow out,

He didn't fight against the Python and let the other party tie him up. Even Zhou Ze could hear the crisp sound of the broken joints on his body.

no kidding,

A little sweet.

At the entrance of the corridor in the distance, the half body boy began to climb this way again, squirming like a mad dog, shouting something in his mouth.

On the other side, sun Qiu, who was covered in corpses, was also coming this way, staggering and confused.

The small flat head also appeared, and the glass on his head was still inserted there, with blood flowing.

Even Zhou Ze's shoes, which were destroyed, came out of nowhere and kept ticking.

"Have you seen Tu Qiong dagger, because you know, I can see it clearly?"

Zhou Ze muttered to himself.

In the distance,

The old Taoist priest had sunk into the blood, and only bubbles occasionally appeared at the position of his nose. Obviously, he couldn't support it anymore.

Those black figures seemed to be approaching him, and in the blood, there was a petite figure, not a person, like a cat, waiting for his dinner.

Zhou Ze's nails didn't sweep around,

But with a kind of courage and determination, he stabbed directly into his chest and stirred it for a circle at the same time.

"Hiss............."

The pain was so clear that Zhou Ze's body even began to spasm.

But at this time, the surrounding pictures began to retreat rapidly, the woman retreated, the small flat head dormitory retreated, the half cut teenager retreated, the leather shoes began to retreat, and even the curved dormitory building began to return to normal.

Everything seems to be returning to normal.

On the way back quickly,

Zhou Ze seems to see a girl standing in the deep corridor looking at herself. The girl's appearance is somewhat familiar.

"Pa!"

A crisp sound came,

The sound of the pages being closed.

"Puff..... Hoo Hoo................. Cough......"

The Taoist priest was lying on the lawn, breathing heavily and coughing violently at the same time. He pinched his neck with his hands. After a while, he slowly recovered, and then looked around inexplicably.

He saw Zhou Ze standing beside him with a closed notebook in his hand.

The crisp sound before was the sound made by Zhou Ze when he closed his notebook.

Zhou Ze looked up, as if he still felt pain in his chest.

"Boss... What's going on?" The Taoist priest thought he was just dying, but why did he suddenly turn around?

"You can think about how we got in." Zhou Ze said slowly.

"We drove here. I cheated the security guard at the school gate and drove in. Then we got out of the car, walked to the living area, and found block B. then we sneaked in and saw sun Qiu. After that, we had a fight with the dormitory management......"

"Think again." Zhou Ze reminded.

"Think about it?" The Taoist priest scratched his head, and then his face showed shock. "I... i... we drove in. Yes, but we just got out of the car. It seemed that we saw a black cat staring at us on the lawn. I also said that we should catch it back and keep it as pets.

Then we went to the lawn and found that the black cat was missing, but there was a notebook on the ground. Boss, you picked it up, and I asked you what was written or painted on it... Then... Then we... "

Zhou Ze looked at some old notebooks in his hands,

He dared not open any more pages.

"Boss, what about the dormitory?" The Taoist priest looked around and found something missing.

"Look at the other dormitory buildings nearby. How are they marked on them?"

"One building, two buildings, three buildings..." the old Taoist counted, and then he slowly stopped counting. Here are the dormitory buildings named according to Arabic numerals, and there is no way to name them with English letters at all!

"Boss... Where is block B?"

Zhou Ze pointed to his notebook,

"Seat B,

Here, head,

Painted. "