Chapter 235 Ghost Panting

In the invisible darkness,

It was a nervous gasp that was suppressed to a very low level.

Only the phone screen was on silently.

[ Text ]: where are we now? Does anyone know?

[ Text ]: at that time, in order to run for their lives in a hurry, no one could remember which direction to run in.

[ Text ]: will the rescuers never find us again? Will we never escape!

[ Text ]: I miss home so much.

[ Text ]: I miss my mom and dad, and I miss my grandma's homemade aiye ciba. I miss home.

[ Text ]: don't say discouraged words and spread negative emotions. Even if we grit our teeth, we will try our best to live through the night. The country will definitely send someone to save us.

[ Text ]: shall we... Go back? Stay here, the rescuers can't find us, and we can't escape either.

[ Text ]: do you know where we are now? We don't even know the way back.

[ Text ]: do you think the murderer went back to the hotel? That family died a terrible death. If the rescuers were unprepared, we... Did he become an indirect killer of the rescue team?

In the quiet darkness, everyone was typing silently on their cell phones, then passing them around to check on them by themselves.

Everyone was trying to suppress their voices.

Without making any sound,

They were scared, they were scared... This city, which was filled with terror and weirdness after nightfall, cast a shadow of despair over all of them.

These people were the stranded tourists who escaped from the hotel.

But the worst situation at the moment was that they didn't even know where they were, and everyone was so lonely and helpless. Her body was trembling in the dark and cold, and there were people hugging their knees and crying silently.

There was despair, sadness, depression and panic in the air, but at this moment, thump, thump... The sound of running footsteps came from the street outside the window, breaking the silence of the night.

They heard footsteps coming from far to near, running closer and closer.

Everyone in despair was overjoyed. Could it be that the rescue team had finally found them?

The lonely and helpless tourists, who were stranded in foreign countries, had a happy look on their faces. They were like drowners who had caught a life-saving straw. They ran to the window, opened a gap quietly and looked out the window.

However, even if there were street lights outside the window, they could only give out a few meters of light. The streets were dim and unclear, and more places and buildings sank into the darkness of the night and found nothing.

Have you already missed it?

That man has already run over?

Ten seconds... Thirty seconds... A minute, a few minutes later, there were no more footsteps, no sign of anyone.

When these people came back and sat in a circle with everyone again, someone else couldn't wait to type on their phone and asked silently in the dark.

The answer disappointed everyone.

But soon, everyone was pleasantly surprised to hear the sound of running footsteps from the street outside the window.

This time everyone heard it clearly!

That's right!

There were indeed footsteps running!

The stranded tourists were pleasantly surprised. Could it really be that the rescue team came and was searching for them nearby?

This time, more people ran behind the curtains and peeked out the window at the road, but they still didn't see anything and still didn't see anything.

But in the following time, fear began to spread among these people, as the footsteps began to repeat themselves over and over again.

There were always people running back and forth on the road, but they couldn't find anything every time they looked.

Some people couldn't stand the horrible atmosphere and started to suggest that they go out and look for footsteps. Perhaps the rescue team was looking for them.

But there were also people who objected. In the night of this city, there were suddenly footsteps running around, which always gave people the uneasy feeling that a big rock was pressing on them.

Just as they were arguing, someone suddenly thought of something and hurriedly picked up the phone to type and hand over the phone. [ text ]: the three jiahui people who said they were going to the bathroom, are they back?

[ Text ]: I remember coming back...

[ Text ]: I am jiahui. Thank you for your concern. The three of us have returned.

[ Text ]: I am zhang hanyu. The three of us came back together.

[ Text ]: to be on the safe side, let's check the number again.

The phone began to pass between one person, one person to another, 1 ... 2 ... 15, 16!

Not much, just 16 people.

Everyone's nerves were tense, and they breathed out a light breath. The strange running voice outside, which had never been seen, put too much pressure on them.

[ Text ]: have you heard a folk rumor mentioned by the older generation?

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[ Text ]: just now, jiahui and the others had left our sight for a while. Is everyone really sure that the person who came back is a person?

[ Text ]: what do you mean?

[ Text ]: I wonder if you've heard of one... A story?

The story is, before he went to bed at night, his father went to say goodnight to his son, but when he opened the door, he found his son pale and curled up in the corner of the bed shivering. When he saw his father, his son said, "Daddy, there's a monster under my bed." Then the father opened the bedsheet and saw his tear-stained son raise his head and say, daddy, I am your son... At this time, the door was pushed open again, and his nervous father shouted at the father beside the bed, stay away from my son.

For the safety of all of us, I think it's necessary for the team to do a simple investigation! You can say that the ancients were ignorant and ignorant, or that they were superstitious, but one thing is undeniable. The ancients experienced many strange things in thousands of years of history, and many strange folk rumors were passed down from their ancestors. For example, I once heard my old man tell me a folk legend. Call it "Ghost panting" !

It was said that when a person dies, there will be a "Y" anger that will be stuck in his throat. Because the" y" and" yan" sound similar in accent, and because the ancient illiterate base was huge, it basically depended on oral transmission, so it was gradually spread to the people that after death, there was a" y" anger that could not be swallowed. This topic is getting further and further away. Let me make a long story short. The so-called" ghost panting," is that after death, there is a breath of bad luck stuck in the throat, so the people after death can not swallow and inhale, this is the rumored" ghost panting" ! Only living people can breathe normally!

For the sake of our safety, we will prove our innocence and see if there are any imposters in the team!

[ Text ]: don't say it again. I'm already cold from hearing it.

[ Text ]: please don't mention that word again. That word scares me.

[ Text ]: okay, try it! This is also for everyone's good. Please cooperate and prove your innocence.

A dozen people sat in a circle in the dark with their hands out.

Start preparing for the experiment.

Genius remembers the address of this station in one second:. Mobile version: m.

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