After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

The middle-aged man walked along the road for a long time.

Strangely, this road seems to never end.

Darkness hides the way forward.

The monster opened its mouth wide, revealing its ferocious and smelly fangs.And the highway is its long tongue.

The middle-aged man didn’t notice, and at some point, the sounds of all the animals around had disappeared, leaving only the whimpering of the wind blowing through the trees and valleys, and the burnt smell of straw burned in the farmland.

He was beginning to feel weak.

The middle-aged man took a long breath, threw the heavy backpack in his hand on the side of the road, and sat on the ground casually, panting like a pig.

Because of the rudeness of the middle-aged man, the bulging backpack was scattered all over the floor, revealing the electronic products, clothes and watches in it.

If Lu Xingxing, who is most closely following the fashion, is here, he will definitely recognize that those clothes and watches are all new trendy products of the year, the price is not low and the style is trendy.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't match the middle-aged people themselves.

Middle-aged people can no longer take care of this much.

The cold wind made his body sweat cold, making him shiver uncomfortably.

And when he saw the familiar sign on the opposite side, he also remembered it belatedly... He complained about why he still couldn't see the highway intersection, and he had seen the name of the road sign on the sign.And that place name was exactly the same as what he saw now.

But, how is it possible!

At least half an hour had passed since he saw the sign!

A horrified look gradually appeared on the face of the middle-aged man, and he finally felt that something was wrong.

Thin cold sweat crawled up his back, and all the things he had ignored just now flashed across his mind.

He walked all the way, except for the convoy, he didn't see any cars!

Although he had the impression that the road home was remote and deserted, there should be passing cars anyway.

And his journey seems to be a long road with no end, and the signs that have repeatedly appeared many times...

The middle-aged man hurriedly picked up the backpack next to him, lost his calmness before, and walked in a panic.

He looked around nervously, panic made his eyes widen, his nostrils flared, and even his breathing became heavy, "hohohohoho" like a dilapidated bellows.

After a sign of fear appeared in his heart, the middle-aged man was in danger, and even a little wind nearby would cause him to check nervously.

So his steps became faster and faster, and he became more and more flustered, and even staggered several times and almost fell on the road.

In the end, after he saw the same sign again, his fear finally overwhelmed his psychological defense, and he ran desperately, wanting to get away from this never-ending road.

There was a rustling sound.

In the darkness, pairs of red eyes gradually opened, and the empty eyes exuded a faint light.

They float in the dark mountain forest, like red lanterns, flying up and down in mid-air, the only light in the endless darkness.

"Chong--!"

The gong was sounded suddenly, with a trembling tail sound, it came from a distance, it was long in a trance, not like the sound of the world.

The crisp sound shook the soul, causing all souls to subconsciously avoid it.

The withered and yellow weeds were weighed down by an invisible weight, as if something had walked over the grass.

There was also a sound of "crash... clatter" in the forest, and the leaves were scraped and trembled.

A group of invisible things walked through the forest, crushing the dead leaves.

Wherever he passed, there was no anger, and the ghostly spirit spread.

The middle-aged man felt that the moment he heard the sound of the gong, a cold air spread down from the top of the sky and spread all over his body.

He froze in place, cold sweat streaming down his forehead.

But the terrifying deterrent force crushed him from behind. He wanted to run, but he couldn't move his stiff legs and feet. He screamed frantically in horror, but he couldn't escape from here except to stare his eyes so hard that they almost came out of their sockets.

The cold wind blew from the forest with a stench.

Gongs sounded to clear the way, and chains slid across the ground.

"Whoa..."

"Whoa..."

The chill that would almost frostbite the soul was getting closer and closer, almost at the back.

The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva, and he forced himself to turn his head tremblingly, trying to see clearly what was behind him.

He turned back with his neck bone stuck, and the grinding sound of bones rubbing against his ears could be heard.

But the middle-aged man was caught off guard and met a pale face.

There was no blood on that face, the lips were pale, there were no pupils on the eyeballs, only the whites of the eyes were miserable white, and fine bloodshots spread densely from around the whites of the eyes to the middle, making people seep strangely.

It stood close to the middle-aged man behind him for an unknown how long.

The distance between the two was so close that they were almost face to face, and the middle-aged man could clearly feel the cold air coming from behind, as well as the gloomy life in those eyes.

The middle-aged man only felt that at that moment, his heart stopped.

The next moment, the last survival instinct broke out under the intense fear, the middle-aged man let out a scream, and ran forward in a panic.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!"

"Ghost, ghost!!!"

The pupilless eyes rolled around, and suddenly the eyelids rolled, changing from completely white to completely red.

The bloodless face twisted slowly, looking straight at the direction in which the middle-aged man ran away.

Then she stood on tiptoe and walked lightly forward.

The iron chain was tied to the foot, and the wound was worn so deep that the bone was visible, and the stinky blood dripped all the way, dragging the iron chain all the way forward.

Its body was covered with iron chains, from the neck to the limbs, the iron chains were tightly tightened in the flesh, and the flesh was rolled under the white bones.

But it turned a blind eye to it.

Or... I have been in a hundred years of hard prison, and I am used to such deep pain.

First, a humanoid figure walked across the road, then the second, and the third...

Endless.

More and more figures floated out from the dark forest, with blood-red eyes staring, they followed the path walked by the figure in front, and walked forward.

Their eyes were empty, and their pale, paper-like faces were devoid of blood, filled with lifeless energy.All he knew was that he followed the figure in front of him sluggishly, and mechanically raised his stiff hands and feet to walk around.

Wherever it passed, the smelly blood flowed all over the place.

The translucent figures overlapped one after another, and there were deep and shallow red lights in the darkness.

And next to the group of red figures, there are still white blurred figures following.

They wear tall white hats and cover their faces with white paper, so their faces cannot be seen clearly.

Only in the occasional gaps blown by the wind, a trace of bloodless paleness can be glimpsed.

On this uninhabited road, there are many ghosts and shadows, and the mountains and haze around are dead and silent.

Only the sound of chains and gongs resounded through the darkness.

……

When Zhao Zhen regained consciousness from the severe pain, he only felt that the weight on the eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand catties, which made him unable to open them after several attempts.

Come back to sanity.

He remembered that the last impression he had before he fell into a coma was Yan Shixun's quick reminder, the overturned car body, the falling objects, and the terrified screams of the people beside him...

He remembered that he wanted to reach out to catch Song Ci who was thrown from the other side.

But the young master was terribly frightened, he couldn't control his movements at all, it was like an automatic attack device, waving wildly at anyone or anything close to him.

Naturally, Zhao Zhen was no exception. He was slapped by the young master, and his head was just pushed to the back of the car window with a "boom!".

Under the severe pain, all the pictures suddenly went black.

He doesn't remember what happened after that.

Zhao Zhenxin smiled wryly, gnashing his teeth and thinking, if he sees Song Ci again, he must grab him and beat him up, just like Brother Yan beat Jing Xiaobao.

He wanted to help the young master, but in the end he was knocked unconscious instead.

what is this called...

Zhao Zhen rolled his eyes, still worried about the situation of other people, and what happened to him after he fell into a coma.

So he gritted his teeth and used almost all his strength to force himself to open his eyes.

Then Zhao Zhen discovered that he was sitting on the seat upright at this time, with the back of the seat in front of him.

It's just what I saw... The angle of view seems a little strange?

It was as if everything had been turned ninety degrees, and the brain questioned the imaging, thinking it was unreasonable.

Zhao Zhen looked around in doubt, and found that he was still sitting in the car, the cold wind was blowing in from the broken window, the broken glass stubble was scattered all over the floor, and other bits and pieces were also mixed Glass shards, a mess and chaos all over the place.

After a few minutes, he finally realized why he felt strange.

——Because at this moment, it was as if he was sitting on a wall.

The bottom of the carriage, where the seats are fixed, is now upright.

It seems that the car should really have overturned as I thought.

Zhao Zhenxin was startled, and quickly got up to leave his seat to see how everyone else was doing.

He just tried to find it for a long time, but he only saw him in the car, and the others didn't know where they went!

But because he was sitting on the wall before, he didn't change his mind for a while, and the consequence of getting up rashly was that he fell heavily from the seat to the ground.

Zhao Zhen let out a muffled snort, the pain made his brain go blank for a moment, his mind was buzzing, his waist hurt as if he had been cut in the waist, even his expression was distorted and hideous for a moment.

Originally, he worked too hard during the filming before, and he suffered a serious back injury due to hanging wire and action scenes, and such a fall almost killed him.

For a moment, he wondered if he had been cut in two.

Zhao Zhen thought about it bitterly, lying on the ground and waiting for the pain to pass.

At the same time, the audience only felt that Zhao Zhen's split screen went dark for 2 minutes, and then it turned on again.

As soon as the live broadcast resumed, all the viewers who were anxiously waiting in front of the split screen found that Zhao Zhen fell on the ground at this time, and the situation did not look good.

Some viewers were too worried: [God!Zhao Zhen doesn't look optimistic. Is he okay? ]

[The car accident was too serious...Zhao Zhen was injured, right?Don't let the iron pieces and iron rods get stuck in the flesh, I'm so worried. ]

[rest assured!I have already contacted the official hotline just now, and the lady operator said that the rescue team has arrived there, so don't worry. ]

[ah?Didn't the car accident just happen?Why can I arrive in 2 minutes? I am confused. ]

[Maybe the Taoist master will fly with the sword (bushi), maybe the official has already prepared it, after all, this show is too exciting, more exciting than the action movies I have seen. ]

But some viewers quickly noticed something was wrong: [Wait!Zhao Zhen is in the car?Then why didn't he find Zhao Zhen when Brother Yan got into the car just now? ]

After the first person reminded, more and more viewers followed this line of thought and found something was wrong.

[That’s right, Zhao Zhen is in the car, but in Brother Yan’s split screen just now, everyone saw no one with their own eyes... I have goosebumps, I’m afraid there are people in my family who can’t see...]

[grass!Please don't say it!The child is still in the classroom alone now, and I dare not leave the teaching building for a while.Ahhh, how do I go back to the dormitory through the campus! ]

[Wait... I remembered that other person, just now, on the main screen, there was a face full of stab wounds, do you have any impression?His sitting posture seems to be the same as Zhao Zhen!They are all sitting on the wall. ]

Immediately someone reacted in horror: [Fuck, is Zhao Zhen still alive! ! ! ]

[That's definitely not an angle that normal people can sit at!I tried to go up the wall just now, but my mother grabbed me down, saying that I didn't get a roof tile for two days... This is a sad story. ]

[No doubt!Normal people can't do it! ]

[So... what the hell happened there? ]

The audience looked at each other in blank dismay.

And Zhao Zhen, who was worried by everyone, had completely forgotten about the split screen, and was still quietly waiting for the pain to fade away.

His vision, which had been blurred by the pain just now, became clear again.

From this tricky angle, Zhao Zhen suddenly saw a lotus-white finger with a luxury decorative ring on it.

Song Ci!

Zhao Zhen was startled, and immediately couldn't care about his old waist that was dying of pain. He quickly got up from the ground, and went to the direction of the seat on the other side regardless of his image.

Following Zhao Zhen's movements, the blanket that was originally placed on the seat fell off, revealing the person who was covered by the blanket before.

It is Song Ci.

But the young master's current situation can't be said to be good.

He was stuck at a tricky angle, in the gap between the seat and the car body, his slender body was tightly stuck in the thin strip.

What's more terrible is that Song Ci's neck was stuck in the metal rod that fixed the seat on the floor of the car, and if he moved a little, he would be strangled.

Zhao Zhen lay beside him and watched for a long time, feeling at a loss what to do.

This kind of narrow space, if it wasn't for the fact that Young Master Song Ci is always picky about food and doesn't exercise, which made him thin, Song Ci might not just be stuck in it, but be cut into several sections.

While afraid, Zhao Zhen also wanted to drag Song Ci out, but he couldn't do it.

It's easy to get in, but hard to get out.

In particular, he had to consider not causing Song Ci a second trauma, for fear that his actions would be wrong, so he would scratch Song Ci somewhere and hurt him on the metal.

At that time, the young master will lose his temper again.

Zhao Zhen looked around and found that there were only himself and the young master stuck in the gap in the car, so he couldn't help feeling anxious.

He remembered that he caught the young master out of desperation, because the others were far away or out of sight, so he didn't notice the other people's situation at all.

Now that those people are not here, he can't help but have terrible guesses about it.

But the fact that Yan Shixun was not in the car made him reluctantly suppress his worries.

Maybe Brother Yan is with someone else?

With Brother Yan around, the others will be fine.

Zhao Zhen made up his mind, and finally roughly determined the rescue plan for Song Ci from the distribution of obstacles in the gap, and then forced himself to reach out calmly, supporting Song Ci's head with one hand, carefully preventing him from knocking his head, and the other Move him out of the gap with one hand.

This is a very delicate job, and it took only a few minutes to move a little, but Zhao Zhen was already sweating profusely.

And at this moment, an accident happened.

Because of the nervousness, the temperature of Zhao Zhen's palm was very high, and the place where he touched Song Ci's skin became the only source of warmth for Song Ci's frozen body in the late autumn night wind.

Song Ci uttered a raving, then slowly regained consciousness and opened his eyes.

Zhao Zhen came down with sweat at that time.

"do not move!"

Zhao Zhen gave a low drink, staring closely at the metal pole stuck next to Song Ci's neck.

Because of the impact, the metal rods are often damaged, and the irregular edges on them are sharp and dangerous. If you rub them lightly, your skin will be cut.

What's more, Song Ci's room for Zhao Zhen's activities in this small gap is definitely not that big.If you are not careful, the metal edge will cut Song Ci's slender neck.

As soon as Song Ci opened his eyes, before he realized what happened, Zhao Zhen yelled at him, and immediately became unhappy. The young master's temper started from his heart.

"What did you say? Zhao Zhen, how dare you kill me!"

As soon as the young master spoke, the skin on his neck expanded a little, and a bloodstain was wiped immediately.

Zhao Zhen's pupils constricted, and his fingers trembled.

A burning pain in the neck.

Song Ci's mind was sobered up a lot because of the pain, and then he was half a beat behind, realizing that his perspective seemed wrong.

He found that the upper part of his field of vision was tightly covered by the leather seat, and the tip of his nose smelled of rust mixed with leather, and because of the wound on his neck, a bloody smell overflowed.The complex flavors were mixed together, and the unpleasant smell was punchy, which made Song Ci feel disgusted.

But he was always aware of the badness of his current situation.

Judging from Zhao Zhen's actions, he seemed to be saving himself.

So Song Ci pursed his lips and obediently stopped talking.

With Song Ci's cooperation, Zhao Zhen finally moved Song Ci out of the narrow gap safely after spending a lot of effort.

Song Ci sat on the ground with his arms propped up, his body trembling as if he had just been run over by a cart.

He raised his hand and touched his neck, his white fingers were stained with blood.

Zhao Zhen shook his head helplessly: "So I told you everything, don't move."

Only after Song Ci was dragged out did he fully see how dangerous the narrow gap he was stuck in just now, and if he was a little careless, his blood might splatter on the spot.

He had lingering fears, and was grateful to Zhao Zhen for saving himself.

But Song Ci was about to say thank you, but when he heard Zhao Zhen say that about him, he immediately became unhappy.

As a result, the gratitude that was originally intended to be expressed turned into dissatisfaction: "Didn't I just wake up? Is it normal to be confused? Won't you remind me that the mouth is only used for eating?"

Song Ci gave Zhao Zhen a non-destructive look, and stretched out his hand to him: "Don't you help me up? Can't you see that I can't get up by myself?"

Zhao Zhen: "..."

He didn't have the same knowledge as the young master, but bent down willingly and pulled Song Ci up from the ground.

Song Ci's legs were as soft as noodles, and even if someone borrowed his strength, he staggered a few steps, uncontrollably stepping on the debris next to him.

"Pfft!"

The sound of a balloon being pinched and burst resounded in the carriage.

Zhao Zhen looked aside vigilantly, but Song Ci froze.

He could clearly feel, as if...he just crushed something.

A bit elastic, but soft and sticky, like being squeezed out of juice...

Song Ci held Zhao Zhen's shoulders with one hand to support his weak body, and quickly turned his head to look at his feet.

Seeing this, the young master's face turned green.

——Below his feet was a pool of flesh and blood.

But in the red piece, there is still a white spherical substance, but it has been crushed into two halves.

Flesh and blood stuck to Song Ci's shoes, and even his pants were splashed a little.

The smell of rust lingers in the air.

When the young master was writhing in his stomach and wanted to vomit, the audience in front of him on the split screen also felt uncomfortable.

[Fuck, what the hell is this?It's red, white, and sticky, and I'm about to throw up. ]

[Wori!I just threw the phone out, it's so disgusting, I feel uncomfortable all over now, I feel sticky everywhere. ]

[Then what, I took a closer look, it seems that this lump, probably, maybe... is the eyeball? ]

[vomit! ! ! ]

[… I just got back from throwing up, thank you, friend, and now I'm flushing the toilet again. ]

[Successfully turned my favorite food, fish eyes, into something that scares me.vomit!I don't want to eat animal eyes for the rest of my life! ]

Fortunately, Song Ci is not an insider. Compared with other guests, his split screen has always been tepid.

Half of the subscriptions were bought for him by the brother of the president of the entertainment company. He was afraid that his brother would lose his temper because of the last elimination mechanism.

So the people who saw this scene are not too many compared with other split screens.

In the public opinion studio, large and small screens cover the entire wall, and each screen is the main screen and split screen of the live broadcast, as well as real-time analysis of public opinion trends on social platforms.

Many of the screens are still in a black state, indicating that this split screen has not responded to the live broadcast.

The leader of the public opinion team stared at Song Ci's split screen, his face was as green as Song Ci's.

He felt that the haggis soup that he went out to eat at noon was rolling in his stomach.

Haggis soup...has sheep's eyes, and he still eats it.

Now the leader of the public opinion team regrets it. If he hadn't been embarrassed in front of his subordinates, he really wanted to rush out and spit it out!

The eyeballs of people who were trampled under the camera made many people feel disgusted

The leader of the public opinion group even had the illusion that he had eaten someone's eyeballs. Thinking of this, his expression became even worse.

The subordinate next to him was afraid that he would die suddenly because of staying up late at work, so he hurried over to inquire.

And Song Ci didn't know that other people were also disgusted, otherwise he could get some comfort strangely.

As soon as he turned his head, he lay in Zhao Zhen's arms, his voice trembling with nausea: "Zhao, Zhao Zhen, quick, help me get rid of it!"

Zhao Zhen looked at Song Ci suspiciously, not knowing what happened.

I saw that Song Ci didn't even dare to turn his head, pointing at his feet frantically, his voice was crying: "Look at your feet, idiot!"

Zhao Zhenyi lowered his head, and was caught off guard by the eyes staring at him lifelessly, his scalp numb.

"..."

He was a 1.8-meter man, and he was startled by the eyeballs trampled on in his flesh and blood.

But fortunately, Zhao Zhen is a strong person. He ate raw mutton and gnawed raw fish for filming.

Zhao Zhen pulled a corner of the blanket from the side, and supported Song Ci's precarious body with his shoulders, while slowly squatting down, resisting the discomfort, and picked up the eyeball.

But even though there was a thick blanket, even if he rationally told Zhao Zhen that the flesh and blood would not seep out of the blanket, his psychology still made him feel sticky and disgusting.

Zhao Zhen looked at the eyeball twice, and noticed something was wrong: "This is a human eyeball...whose?"

Song Ci's shoulders stiffened, and he looked at Zhao Zhen with terrified eyes: "You mean, did someone hurt their eyes?"

The young master's eyes were red at that moment.

He found out right after he was pulled out that only he and Zhao Zhen were in the car, and no one else was there.

But now there is another eyeball... What if another guest was injured in a car accident and fell off?If the eyeball is still intact, maybe after the rescuers arrive, the eyeball can be sent for surgery and returned.

But because of him, all of this is now in vain.

Song Ci blamed himself so much in his heart that he couldn't even take care of the fear of nausea for a while, and quickly reached out to pick the blanket in Zhao Zhen's hand.

"Let me see, whose is it? Whose eyes!"

Song Ci's voice trembled: "I'm sorry, I got into trouble."

Zhao Zhen glanced at the young master in astonishment, then lowered his head to look at the eyes in his hand again.

He is not a professional, but he has already become familiar with the people in the program group after filming several episodes of the program, and he keeps their looks in mind.

But now, although the eyeball is severely damaged, it still makes Zhao Zhen feel that it doesn't match up with the person in the car at that time.

——Although it is a bit offensive to say so, except for the variety show cafe and the driver, there are all handsome men and women in the car, with good-looking eyes.

And this eyeball is obviously different from those people's eyes.

If it's a variety show guy, his eyes aren't that big, but if it's a driver, his eyes are much older, with an older look.

Zhao Zhen forced himself to calm down and compared them one by one, but none of them were right.

How did this eyeball come about?

Just when Zhao Zhen was puzzled, some audience members screamed and recognized the eyeball.

[Am I wrong?It seems that this eyeball also appeared in Brother Yan's split screen? ]

[After you finished speaking, I endured the nausea and re-watched it.Yes, although it was so disgusting that I was about to throw up after being stepped on, it looked similar to the one in Brother Yan's hand. ]

[Strange, did Brother Yan also pick up the eyeball in the car?Are there two eyeballs?Otherwise, how could Brother Yan take one and there is another one here? ]

[Ah ah ah ah ah! ! !Just ask if anyone has just seen the main screen!Friends who have seen it will definitely recognize where the eyeballs come from.This is a couple!Because people have two eyes! ! ]

[day!I remembered, that weird boy, two eyeballs fell off his face!Those blood-hole-like eyes almost scared me to death. ]

[...What happened, when I was taking a nap with my tablet in my arms, the show still had a relaxed atmosphere with clear skies and bright sunshine.Why do I face an eyeball when I wake up?Damn it, it’s raining heavily outside my house, and now I’m huddled under the covers, shivering with fright, woohoo]

[No, if it's a pair, Brother Yan can't find it?I remember that Brother Yan searched very carefully. Can there be fish that slip through the net in a blanket search? ]

[I don't know, could it be that Brother Yan missed it? ]

The audience discussed in a daze for a long time, but they didn't figure out why the same eyeballs appeared on both sides of Yan Shixun and Song Ci.

As for the owner of the eyeball on the main screen, they even guessed for a long time, their brains were tied up, but they were still at a loss.

Zhao Zhen was afraid of scaring Song Ci, so he wrapped the eyeball in a blanket, picked up a handbag from the side and put it in, and supported Song Ci to get out of the car.

Because the car was overturned, they had no choice but to jump out from above. Zhao Zhen spent a lot of time trying to pull the delicate and frail young master out of the car.

After the two went out, Song Ci looked at Zhao Zhen who was out of breath, his eyes drifted uncomfortably: "I will work out when I go back."

His father had told him several times that he thought his thin arms and legs were not majestic enough, but he was stopped by his brother, saying that whatever body he wanted, he would look good, how could I despise his son?

This argument has repeatedly blocked the mouths of other people. With his brother around, he is also happy to lie on the sofa and play games. He will not do such tiring things as exercising.

But now seeing that Zhao Zhen is so tired because of his weak constitution, Song Ci is a little unhappy that he has become a burden to others.

Zhao Zhen was still panting heavily, and couldn't hear clearly for a while: "What?"

"I didn't say anything, you're hallucinating." Song Ci said solemnly, "Did they get thrown out?"

After seeing the broken car window, Song Ci had doubts in his heart.

After all, he was caught by Zhao Zhen, but the others were thrown to the other side due to inertia, smashing the glass and flying out, which is also possible.

Although Zhao Zhenxin was skeptical, he still agreed to check the surroundings with Song Ci.

Better than sitting here and waiting.

At the same time, inside Binhai University.

After Cheng Jing left the laboratory, he returned to the dormitory with his dinner in hand. As soon as he opened the door, he heard a sound of retching coming from the dormitory.

Cheng Jing stopped in his tracks immediately, and wanted to turn around and go back to the cafeteria for dinner.

But he was stopped by the sharp-eyed roommate: "Father Cheng! Are you carrying my dinner?"

Cheng Jing had no choice but to walk in.

Because the senior year is about to graduate, the autumn recruitment has passed, and everyone has almost a place to go, so when the teacher can't remember to call them, they are either busy doing experiments and writing papers in the laboratory, or just like roommates, nestling in the dormitory play games.

Chengjing belongs to the former.

He failed the postgraduate guarantee, so he had to seriously prepare for the exam, and wanted to go to the same school as his beloved one for postgraduate study.Therefore, I have been staying in the laboratory and library, and my hard work has been admired by other students.

Then from playing games happily, to playing games anxiously.

If it wasn't for the news from his roommate, Cheng Jing wouldn't have dropped by to bring dinner back. He originally planned to go to the library.

"Play less games."

Cheng Jing couldn't help persuading him.

The roommate happily raised the tablet: "No, I'm watching the live broadcast."

Seeing Cheng Jing's unmoved expression, the roommate suddenly realized: "You are too busy to pay attention to the latest things, right? There is a variety show that is particularly popular, much better than the domestic horror movies I watch."

The roommate's eyes fell on the croquettes in the dinner, and suddenly he thought of the eyeballs he saw just now, and immediately his face turned green, feeling a little disgusted.

He is now obsessed with all spherical food!

Under the enthusiasm of his roommate, Cheng Jing had no choice but to glance at the tablet.

Then his movements froze.

The network speed of the campus network is rubbish, and the roommate's tablet got stuck after loading a picture.

Above is a young man with stab wounds all over his face, leaving only two bloody eyes staring at the camera.

The picture is horrifying and horrifying, and when you look into those eyes, you get goosebumps all over your body.

But Cheng Jing was stunned, but there was another reason.

"Father Cheng? Are you scared?" The roommate looked at the tablet strangely: "This is the person who appeared in the live broadcast, am I right? Isn't it scary?"

"What live broadcast? Let me see!"

Cheng Jing hurriedly took the tablet, wanting to enlarge the face blurred by pixels.

But when the Internet speed is online, the live broadcast is loaded and continued to play. Now, under the camera, there is only an empty and messy carriage.

The person who was so familiar to the bone disappeared.

The roommate was frightened by Cheng Jing's actions, but obediently said the name of the show.

Seeing Chengjing's eager look, the roommate murmured: "Except for your little boyfriend, it's rare to see you so nervous, what's the matter with you, dad, why didn't I know you also like to watch scary things? "

Cheng Jing no longer cared what his roommates were saying.

His hands were shaking when he took out his cell phone and dialed the back-and-forth call.

However, the opposite side still shows shutdown.

Cheng Jing felt his heart fall into the ice cave.

……

The middle-aged man felt blackness in front of his eyes, and his lungs were so painful that he was about to explode, but he still didn't dare to stop.

He didn't even dare to turn his head, for fear that there was still that pale face behind him, and the scene just now almost made him collapse from fright.

But even worse, he saw another person.

He ran, but found a figure with his head bowed standing on the road ahead.

Because it was too dark, he could only vaguely see a silhouette, which looked like a man, but he couldn't see the face clearly.

Under the crisis of fear and death, the middle-aged people didn't care too much, and didn't even think about why there was a person standing here.

The fact that someone was there already gave him an intimacy of being "saved".

He ran over in surprise: "There is something chasing me from behind, can you block it for me..."

The middle-aged man followed the usual way of thinking, and wanted to use this person who appeared suddenly as his human shield to help him block the ghosts behind him, so as to delay his escape.

As for whether this person would be killed by a ghost, that was out of his consideration.

But before he could finish speaking, he saw that person and slowly raised his head.

It was far away just now, so the middle-aged man couldn't see it clearly, but at this moment he could clearly see——

There were more than a dozen stab wounds on this man's face, and blood flowed down his face.

But where the eyes should have been, there were already two blood holes, and they looked at him without any emotion at this moment.

Varied!

how come!Shouldn't this college student be in the car, and why is there all the flesh on his face!

He obviously watched that useless college student cry and die!I can't spell it anymore, why can it still appear here!

The more he thought about it, the more frightened the middle-aged man became. He felt goosebumps covering his entire arm, and a dense layer of cold sweat oozed from his back instantly.

Even the air he breathed in was so cold that his lungs ached.

The middle-aged man stopped suddenly, and the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat.

The blood on the young man's face meandered down, he slowly raised his foot, and took a step in the direction of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's teeth were chattering, he turned around and ran back.

"Ghost, ghost——!!!!"

The screams were hoarse.

Yan Shixun, who was discussing with Ye Li how many times they passed the sign, suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He turned around and looked behind him heavily.

Yan Shixun asked: "Ye Li, did you hear someone screaming just now?"