Am I human? [Live]

Wang Yang's whole body was stiff, he didn't dare to breathe out, and his heart rate soared.

He thought that his roommates were in no better condition than himself, and the dormitory was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

What is suffocating is that Wang Yang sleeps in the lower bunk, but it is better than another brother who sleeps in the lower bunk near the door.

"Da da……"

The figure at the door moved, he took steps, and the rhythm of his steps was the same as that in the corridor just now.

No one in the dormitory dared to make any noise, and dared not see who had entered.

Those facing the wall stared and dared not move, while others closed their eyes tightly and pretended to be asleep.

I was afraid that I would be discovered when I opened my eyes.

"Da da da……"

Footsteps were walking in the bedroom, and its owner was silent.

Hearing the sound getting closer and closer to him, Wang Yang's heart beat faster and faster, like drumming, loud and dense, almost jumped out of his throat.

At this moment, who knows who couldn't help swallowing.

The usually insignificant voice is very obvious under the silence.

The sound of footsteps paused, and he walked towards the direction of the sound.

Wang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, only then did he realize that his scalp was tightening up and down, and his hair was wet with cold sweat.

Bolding up his courage, he quietly opened his eyes a crack.

With the moonlight outside the window, I can vaguely see a figure from behind.

At a glance, only the waist and hips can be seen. From this height, it should be the back of an adult man.

He was wearing dirty, tattered, gray and black clothes that could no longer see the original color clearly.

Looking up, the man's broad back came into view.

Look up again...

It was pitch black, and there was nothing.

Wang Xiang was stunned for a moment, but he didn't react for a while, then his pupils shrank sharply, the chill ran from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and the cold sweat quickly wet his back.

He opened his mouth uncontrollably, his chest vibrated, and a high-pitched voice that had never been heard in his life came out of his throat.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

With the messy and persistent scream, Wang Xiang rolled up from the bed, bursting out with amazing potential, like a nimble monkey, quickly climbed from the lower bunk to the upper bunk in 0.3 seconds.

The other four people were already in a high state of tension, and they jumped up in shock from his sudden scream. After seeing the figure standing in the middle of the dormitory, they all let out the same scream, one after another.

For a while, the extremely quiet dormitory building in the middle of the night was like the scene of a pig-killing competition.

It turned out that the man standing in the middle of the beds had no head!

From the shoulders up, the entire head and neck disappeared, leaving only a big black hole in the middle of the shoulders on both sides.

What was even more frightening was that this headless man stood there perfectly, following the sound, and kept groping around with his hands outstretched.

It's like looking for your own head.

"There is a ghost! Help!"

All four climbed to the top bunk to hide, screaming as they hid.

But there was another unlucky guy whose legs were weak and fell to the ground without climbing up. Seeing the headless man approaching him, he grabbed the edge of the bed and retreated, with snot and tears flying all over, howling uncontrollably.

The headless man didn't know how to listen to the sound. He seemed to be able to distinguish which of these sounds was closest to him, and slowly bent his body, groping forward on the ground with both hands.

The unlucky guy was so frightened that he was about to faint, but he rolled his eyes and found that he was strong enough to hold on, and he was very sober.

He bit his fist in his mouth to forcefully stop the sound.

But the headless man is still approaching.

The distance is getting closer.

Under the dim moonlight, the unlucky guy could even see the flesh tissue at the neck of the headless man.

The flesh was a bit dry and no longer fresh, the blood had clotted red and black covering it, and a strong stench followed the headless man's approach and entered the unlucky man's nostrils.

His eyes were blackened by the smoke, and he felt that his nose was about to lose a certain function.

The legs paralyzed on the ground kept dodging the groping hands of the headless man.

Perhaps the action was too intense, the red and black wound on the broken neck of the headless man suddenly swelled and swelled, as if the blood vessels were throbbing, or...something was about to come out.

The thought flashed by, and in the next second, a small bag suddenly bulged from the red and black wound.

"Snapped!"

With a slight cracking sound, the bulging packet burst open, and yellowish pus exploded out of it, mixed with a few white, tender and indescribable soft-bodied bugs.

One of them slapped the unlucky man's face with some disgusting pus.

He also erected his soft body and crawled a few times on his face.

The latter was shocked, unbelievable, terrified, and stared at the maggots on his face with wide eyes, almost out of frame.

The whole person seemed to be pinned down, and all his strength was suddenly drained.

The headless man grabbed his feet at the same time.

The four people on the upper bunk hurriedly threw off a quilt in a panic. The quilt covered the headless man, and another pillow and other objects fell down.

The scene was very chaotic.

Only the unlucky guy seemed to stay out of it. He felt his soul fluttering away from his body and flew to heaven.

At this moment, a tall and thin teenager suddenly appeared at the door.

He walked in without hesitation, took out five copper coins and placed them around the headless man in a pentagonal posture, pressed his two fingers on his forehead and murmured something in a low voice, then made a gesture, and the headless man stood still on the spot without moving .

The tall and thin boy put his hands under the armpit of the unlucky guy expressionlessly, pulled his leg out of the headless man's hand, and put him on the ground beside him.

Then he took out a bundle of black thread from his pocket, cut a section and tied it around the headless man's ankle.

The figure of the headless man gradually faded until he disappeared without a trace.

The four people hiding in the upper bunk were silent, watching his series of actions silently.

Seeing that the tall and thin boy finished all this, he picked up the copper coins on the ground and was about to leave without even looking at them.Quickly called him:

"Mu Yijue!"

The latter paused slightly and looked back at them.

The expressionless face was just short of the words "Don't approach strangers" written on it, full of refusal to be thousands of miles away.

It's no different from the usual "stinky fart and pretending" that many boys complain about.

The four people in complicated moods suddenly forgot what they wanted to ask just now, and just said thank you.

Mu Yijue's gaze stayed on them for a moment indifferently: "Go to bed early and drink less."

After saying that, he left.

The four wanted to say something more, but his legs were long and he walked fast, and he disappeared after two or three steps, so he could only swallow the words back from his throat.

……

"That incident was too scary, and it scared us enough, especially that unlucky guy. Although the qu that crawled on his face disappeared, that incident left him with a huge trauma. Going to bed... Anyway, since then, I have never gone to bed after ten o'clock. Later, several of us wanted to find you to ask what was going on, but you were ignorant at the time, and you could answer one sentence with ten sentences That's not bad, plus you transferred to another school in half a month, and that matter has always been a shadow in our hearts."

Wang Yang took a sip of his wine, raised his chin to the others at the same table, and said, "How about it, my classmate is not an ordinary person."

Among the people at the same table with him, except for the newly joined Yun Chuan, there are still five people.

They were all young and middle-aged, about twenty to forty years old, three of them were thin and lean, similar to Wang Yang, and the other two were strong.

They all seemed to be people who exercised a lot, with a fierce look on their bodies, and Yun Chuan was out of place sitting among them.

It's like a little lamb mixed into a pack of wolves.

These "wolves" didn't care much about Yun Chuan at first, but after listening to Wang Yang's story, they all stared at Yun Chuan excitedly and inquisitively.

Those eyes didn't look like the emotions of curiosity, inquiry, etc. that arose in the heart after hearing the strange story.

What is the purpose of these people.

"Little brother, what is the origin of that headless man, can you tell us?"

A man in his thirties, with a lot of unshaven beards on both sides of his cheeks, smiled kindly at him, and spoke softly as much as possible.

He also poured Yun Chuan a glass of wine.

But the half-finger-long scar at the corner of his mouth slanting, and the perennial fierce eyes can't be softened no matter what.

It's like a wolf grandmother.

Yun Chuan took the wine glass with a smile, pretending to be thinking about it.

He's not really Mu Yijue, who knows what happened to that headless man.