Nightmare Attack

With his back close to the security door, Chu Jiu's eyes were full of despair.

No matter how strong she pretended to be, this girl who had just entered college was still extremely frightened when she saw the darkness coming towards her bit by bit.

Her body began to tremble. She couldn't see the other person, but she could feel the cold chill.

There was a pair of bloodthirsty eyes staring at her in the darkness, about to harvest her life.

The moment she closed the safety door, her end was doomed, but why she made that decision, she couldn't tell.

But after watching Sister Xu Yi, the flowers falling, and Wan Yuaning's lives blooming like fireworks, and finally returning to silence, she really didn't want to abandon anyone and leave.

Maybe it’s because he doesn’t want to face the cowardly self he once was.

She is tired.

The painting carried too much weight, so she chose to escape and left the painting with Jiao Tailang. It was better to get rid of such a tormenting thing as soon as possible.

The moment she passed the painting on, she turned back into the most real girl who could be afraid, fearful, and cry.

The scenes from this mission flashed through her mind frame by frame, like a movie.

Sister Xu Yi opened the car door, gave her last smile before jumping out of the car, hugged the ghost's legs tightly, and shouted to herself to run into the darkness and don't look back.

That Wan Yuan Ning who doesn't like to talk much and would even blush when looking at others.

Who could have guessed that her skills were so good? Her back when she rushed towards Wei Jinting to buy time for herself was like a butterfly fighting a fire.

Jiao Tailang is also a gentle person, which can be seen from his attitude towards Weng Qing.

Chu Jiu raised his lips.

When he came back and was surrounded by everyone for interrogation, his hands were held together unnaturally, like a big boy caught in puppy love.

The chubby man named Jiang Fugui felt friendly when Chu Jiu saw him.

She didn't know why, maybe it was because he didn't look like a bad person, which made her trust him inexplicably.

After Sister Xu Yi left, he repeated his so-called survival secrets to himself over and over again, but he didn't know that what he said were the most basic things.

Not only do I understand, but I know more than him.

But looking at his serious eyes, Chu Jiu still couldn't bear to interrupt him. He just listened patiently to what he said, and echoed a few words from time to time.

This made Fatty even more excited and praised her many times for her great understanding.

Finally, another man appeared in Chu Jiu's mind.

A person lives up to his name.

Hao Shuai.

She doesn't look very attractive, and she has a face that is clear as day and night, but she is doing things that Sister Xu Yi is ashamed to talk about.

how to say?

I can't see through this person either. His expressions are far richer than his mental activities. Sometimes I'm standing right next to him, but I always feel like there's something between me and him.

This person's indifference comes from deep inside.

He didn't seem to care about anything.

At the beginning of the mission, he would still stare at himself or Wan Yuan Ning lustfully, but after Sister Xu Yi died, this man's temperament changed instantly.

To this day, she still remembers him sitting in the back seat after the car rushed out of the tunnel, his hand in the air, and the fear in his eyes.

It's like a child whose favorite toy has been stolen.

At least at that moment, Chu Jiu was convinced that he was willing to save Sister Xu Yi.

But if she uses the word love to describe it, it would be a bit taken for granted. There is a feeling in her heart that cannot be described as a feeling.

At that moment, what he really wanted to save might not be Sister Xu Yi, but himself.

After discovering that Sister Xu Yi had completely changed into the past and would never come back, the fear in the man's eyes quickly subsided and was replaced by an uncontrollable anger.

"Crunch——"

Chu Jiu's body paused, and then a hand grabbed her arm tightly, dragging her into the darkness with huge force.

The door was closed very softly.

Chu Jiu could feel that there was another person beside him because he could hear his breathing.

But she couldn't be sure whether this person was a human or a ghost, so she huddled in the corner, covered her mouth, and didn't dare to make a sound.

The man seemed to be lying on the door and listening for a while, then slowly walked towards her, "It's me." The voice was very low.

It seems that the danger outside the door has not been eliminated.

The moment he heard the sound, Chu Jiu almost jumped up with excitement. It was Jiang Fugui!

"Keep your voice down." Fatty hurriedly covered her mouth, "That thing is still out there. You want to die!"

Then the fat man pulled Chu Jiu, and the two came to the balcony far away from the door. "Why are you here?" Chu Jiu asked in surprise.

The fat man shook his huge head, seemingly confused about the current situation, "I don't know, at first I remember being with Hao Shuai and Jiao Tailang, but as soon as I turned around, they were gone. "

"Dead?" Chu Jiu was shocked. She had just passed the painting to Jiao Tailang, so he wouldn't die so quickly.

If I had known better, I would have let him stay under cover.

"No, no, no." Fatty explained immediately. The two simply went through their respective experiences and finally figured out the sequence.

Jiao Tailang only met himself after he was separated from them.

It's also because I was too pressed for time when I bumped into Jiao Tailang and didn't have time to say anything more.

The cold feeling outside the door still exists, but I don't know why. I am just outside the door, but I have no intention of breaking in.

After all, a ghost wouldn't be blocked by an ordinary door.

As if she had thought of something, Chu Jiu's face changed instantly. She walked to the door with courage and crouched down to carefully check the door frame.

After a long while, she stepped back and said with relief: "It's not a picture frame. This room should not be a new ghost story." "The picture is not in our hands, so the guy outside the door is not in a hurry to kill us. He just needs to trap us here."

Chu Jiu's opinion was highly agreed by the fat man.

"First, find out if there is something like a rope." Chu Jiu lowered his voice, "If there is really nothing, we will tear the curtains to make a rope, and then let the rope down from the balcony. We will climb downstairs along the rope, and maybe we can get out."

The fat man thought for two seconds, pretending to be deep and said: "It has to be like this. I actually thought of it just now, but I didn't say it."

"Because I don't think it's perfect." The fat man added.

"Brother Fugui, you are the smartest." Chu Jiu gave him a way out very sensibly. After all, the ghost was still guarding outside the door, and he didn't know when he would break in without martial ethics.

Chu Jiu gave the flashlight to Fatty, and took the phone that Hua Luo had given him at last, and the two of them slowly searched the room.

The flashlight swept across the wall, and the middle of the wall attracted Fatty's attention. There was a large photo hanging there.

There was a man and a woman on it.

It looked like a wedding photo of a newlywed couple.