Raft Survival: Fished a mermaid at the beginning

Chapter 297
Xiao Yang was full of doubts and walked along the path to the library.

The library is a three-storey building, covered with white tiles, and the three red characters of the library are written on the wooden horizontal plaque.

Xiao Yang showed his student ID and entered the building.

He turned around on the first floor, but he didn't see Xiaohui.

He climbed to the second floor again. Near the window, Xiaohui was holding a book and reading it intently.

Seeing that Xiaohui was fine, Xiao Yang felt relieved, he walked up quickly and sat opposite Xiaohui.

Xiaohui sensed someone on the opposite side, she raised her head and glanced at Xiao Yang with a smile.

"It's Saturday, there aren't many people in the library, but why did you sleep until the afternoon? What a slacker!"

Xiaohui covered her mouth and snickered, then buried herself in the book again.

Xiao Yang glanced at the title of the book, "Whispering in the Dark Night", it seems to be a very unpopular book, it seems that it was donated to the school by others.

However, Xiaohui was very engrossed in watching it, and her eyes kept moving.

The sun in May is very hot. Although there are ceiling fans in the library, it is still very stuffy.

Xiao Yang didn't have a good rest last night, he felt a little sleepy, he lay down on the table weakly.

"Call me when I'm going to leave, I'll squint for a while." Xiao Yang reminded.

When Xiaohui was reading a book, she turned her face slightly and glanced at Xiao Yang, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

……

When Xiao Yang woke up, he stretched.

However, he was stunned the next moment.

I saw that the sky did not know when it had become dark.

There is only a ray of light left in the west, and the boundless darkness is swallowing up this ray of light.

It's getting dark again!

It's night again!
The passage of time is too abnormal!

The entire sky seemed to be covered by an incomparably huge urn.

Feelings of confinement and depression arise spontaneously.

The lights in the library were on, and a few seemed broken, flickering.

Xiaohui on the opposite side disappeared again.

"Where did Xiaohui go?" Xiao Yang suddenly felt his heart floating in the air again.

The "Whispering in the Dark Night" that Xiaohui was reading before was still on the table.

Xiao Yang took a deep breath and cast his gaze around.

I don't know when, many students came to the library.

But these people seem very abnormal.

They stood beside the bookshelves, their bodies swayed slightly, and their mouths made indistinct sounds.

As if he was reciting something, his teeth clicked together quickly, making a clear clicking sound.

Xiao Yang's heartbeat accelerated slightly, and his intuition told him that at night, the world would become very strange.

What made him even more annoyed was that he couldn't find a way to leave here at all.

He called out to the Titan Behemoth many times, trying to gather the power of the Behemoth, but the connection was cut off by some unknown force.

Xiao Yang had to admit that the monster's soul power was definitely above his own.

Relying on brute force will definitely not work, you must rely on wisdom!
Xiao Yang carefully avoided those classmates who were gently bumping their heads against the bookshelves, and came to the door.

The old man at the door was about 60 years old. His whole face was like dead tree bark, and his face was as pale as paper. He looked like a living zombie. No matter how you looked at it, it was horrifying.

The old man suddenly stretched out his hand to block Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang was startled, and was about to think about how to slip past the old man's nose.

But the old man asked hoarsely, "Do you want to borrow this book?"

The old man stared at the book in Xiao Yang's hand.

Xiao Yang was slightly taken aback, he didn't pay attention, and brought the book over by himself, probably this is why the old man stopped him.

Xiao Yang reacted quickly and put the book on the counter.

"Yes! I'll borrow this one."

Xiao Yang squeezed out a harmless smile.

The old man nodded in satisfaction, and the corners of his wrinkled mouth suddenly split, revealing a horrified smile.

He reached for the book, turned to the second page, and began to register the number on the seal.

While registering, he muttered to himself.

"Don't go looking for things you shouldn't look for!"

"young people!"

"Okay, the formalities are over."

The old man put the book on the table with a mysterious smile in his eyes.

Xiao Yang picked up the book and was about to leave when his heart skipped a beat.

The old man seemed to be hiding something in his words.

"Master, you said just now that you should not easily search for things that you shouldn't be looking for. May I ask what it is?"

Xiao Yang assumed the attitude of a student humbly asking for advice.

Seeing the humility on Xiao Yang's face, the old man's face improved a lot and he smiled.

But in Xiao Yang's eyes, the old man's smile was uglier than crying.

"Jie Jie!"

"This world is divided into day and night. It is best to stay at home at night, go to bed early, and stop thinking wildly."

"A lot of things you see are hallucinations. Many people went crazy because of these things and were sent to mental hospitals."

"You don't want to be like this, do you?"

The old man's face suddenly moved closer to Xiao Yang, his pale face startled Xiao Yang again.

Xiao Yang almost had a myocardial infarction and died on the spot.

He couldn't understand why he had become so timid.

The old man showed a few black and yellow teeth, "If you really want to act at night, you'd better go to the nearby church. There is a foreign priest there...what is it called black..."

As the old man spoke, his voice gradually became smaller.

"Priest?" Xiao Yang suddenly raised his head, but was shocked to find that the old man had disappeared.

What frightened him was that those classmates who were banging their heads on the bookshelf seemed to have heard the conversation between the two, and were staggering over.

sizzle sizzle...

Incandescent tubes kept flickering, and the atmosphere became more tense.

Xiao Yang directly pressed the baffle in front of the counter, and jumped across.

His actions immediately attracted the attention of his classmates. Their eyes suddenly became dark, as if covered with a layer of black oil.

The students suddenly noticed the sharp cry, and flew towards Xiao Yang again.

Xiao Yang rushed to the place where the bicycle was parked, this time he finally found his own car.

The car was not locked, Xiao Yang pushed the car and ran.

At this time on the campus, the night wind gradually picked up, and the branches swayed with the wind, like a devil with teeth and claws, becoming more eerie.

Many strange figures shuttled between the buildings at an extremely fast speed, and huge bats were flying in the sky. Looking carefully, those bats turned out to be human beings.

There were horrible screams one after another, as if someone was being tortured.

Several classrooms were ablaze, and burning figures were running around.

Xiao Yang didn't care about these things, he pushed the bike and ran out of the school gate, then got on it and pedaled crazily.

The speed of the downhill was very fast, and there were no students who had turned into monsters chasing after them.

Xiao Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

However, as soon as he turned his head and looked forward, his expression froze.

In front of him, a group of people holding torches were walking towards him.

These people wore pointed hoods and covered their faces with black cloths, only showing their eyes and mouths. They looked like ghosts.

What frightened Xiao Yang the most was that these people actually carried a huge wooden frame.

A person was tied to the wooden frame. The person was bathed in fire, and screamed so sharply that the eardrums were torn.

Xiao Yang was stunned by this terrifying scene.

(End of this chapter)