Mysterious country

"Zhao Shuang, are you teasing me on purpose? What secrets can there be in this bookstore?"

Following Zhao Shuang up to the fourth floor, Feng Wei felt inexplicably panicked, as if something bad was going to happen.

"Don't worry, you'll find out when you get to the place."

Zhao Shuang's voice was still as stiff as before, but now it sounded more like an emotionless robot.

The panic in my heart escalated again, and the temperature around me seemed to be getting lower and lower. Feng Wei subconsciously hugged his shoulders, but he still couldn't stop the cold from invading.

"Why is it so cold all of a sudden? I'm freezing to death!"

Feng Wei jumped on the spot holding his shoulders and couldn't help complaining to Zhao Shuang who was walking in front.

"Since it feels cold, let's go in."

I don't know if it was because he heard Feng Wei complaining, but Zhao Shuang, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped at this time, and then opened the door of a lounge:

"This is it, come here quickly."

Although he felt that Zhao Shuang looked a little strange at this time, Feng Wei still walked over quickly.

In fact, he had some expectations in his heart. After all, they were alone here, and Zhao Shuang showed some initiative... Although he spoke a bit effeminately, he was not a curmudgeon.

When he came to the door of the lounge and stood side by side with Zhao Shuang, Feng Wei subconsciously looked inside with his flashlight, but he didn't find anything special.

"Are you sure there is a secret in this?"

Feng Wei is now 90% sure that Zhao Shuang tricked him into coming here. There is no secret at all here.

As for the reason for tricking him into coming here...

Feng Wei glanced calmly at Zhao Shuang, who was very close to him, but because the light was too dark, he did not see Zhao Shuang's expression.

At this time, Zhao Shuang had already walked into the lounge.

Seeing Zhao Shuang go in first, Feng Wei hurriedly followed closely behind. What he didn't expect was that as soon as he stepped in, the door of the lounge closed with a "thru" sound.

Then, before Feng Wei even turned around to look, two cold arms crossed his neck.

"Zhao Shuang..."

Because Feng Wei still held a flashlight in his hand, he could see Zhao Shuang's face clearly this time with the help of the light. It was an extremely pale face!

"I want……"

Although Zhao Shuang's face was frighteningly pale, like a vampire, her coquettish cry immediately took off all Feng Wei's defenses.

Feng Wei looked at Zhao Shuang who kept getting closer to him, and his body couldn't help trembling because Zhao Shuang's body was too cold.

"I want……"

After Zhao Shuang got closer, he panted again and said to Feng Wei.

Feng Wei was naturally embarrassed not to eat the meat that was brought to his mouth, so he responded cooperatively:

"what do you want?"

Zhao Shuang's face was completely pressed against Feng Wei's face.

"What do you want?" Feng Wei's hands began to untie Zhao Shuang's clothes dishonestly.

"I want... want! Your! Life!"

Zhao Shuang's voice suddenly became extremely hoarse. At the same time, Feng Wei felt that his nose was filled with that disgusting stench...

At a certain stairway on the first floor of the bookstore, Xia Qi and Wang Yazhi are staying here.

"What did you say? Zhao... Zhao Shuang is a ghost!"

Wang Yazhi simply wondered if his ears were broken. It was hard for him to believe that such a living person could be a ghost.

"I just said that the possibility is relatively high, because the middle-aged uncle only said that he would bring two newcomers, not to mention that "she" only came out after the middle-aged uncle left."

Thinking that the evil ghost had previously deceived him by pretending to be the librarian Zhang Xiaoshun, Xia Qi felt even more likely that it would be what he guessed.

"If what you said is true, then...then Feng Wei..." Wang Yazhi was too frightened to speak.

Xia Xia Qi signaled her to calm down, then shook her head and said:

"I don't know. I can only hope that he will be lucky. After all, we are still unable to protect ourselves. We don't know when we will be discovered."

At this point, perhaps because he was afraid that Wang Yazhi's mood would collapse again, Xia Xia Qi added:

"But it's not that there's nothing we can do. I heard that evil spirits are afraid of evil people, so as long as we act a little more vicious, we should be fine."

"Really?" Wang Yazhi seemed to see hope.

"Yeah." Xia Qi nodded, and then said:

"Also, I have another idea. Maybe the evil ghost is afraid of light."

"Afraid of light?"

"Well, don't you think it's strange? This bookstore building is almost completely dark.

All the windows are covered by curtains without exception, and the light switches are also very difficult to find. The most important thing is...the evil ghost only appears at night.

That's why I thought that the evil ghost was either afraid of light or afraid of heat.

Besides, aren’t the monsters and ghosts in those domestic movies all terribly afraid of light? "

After finishing his conjecture in one breath, Xia Qi didn't care whether Wang Yazhi understood it or not, so he continued to say:

"So we should start preparing now!"

"Let's... get ready? Prepare... what are you preparing for?"

"Of course we have to find a way to get some light. Just relying on the light of a flashlight is definitely not enough. Let's open the curtains on this floor first."

Xia Qi is not a person who likes to wait. He never likes to leave his fate to fate and leave his destiny to others.

Taking Wang Yazhi, Xia Qi carefully came to a window, but before he could open the curtains, a few drops of warm liquid dripped from their heads without any warning.

"What……?"

Xia Qi subconsciously touched the liquid dripping on his head, then slowly raised his head and shined his flashlight upward.

"suck--!"

When they saw the scene above their heads, Xia Qi and Wang Yazhi took a breath of air-conditioning.

Because above their heads... there was actually a dead man hanging upside down!

The flashlight's light suddenly flickered, and behind her, Wang Yazhi's screams had already pierced her eardrums.

Although he only looked up for a moment, Xia Qi still recognized the identity of the corpse. It was none other than the sissy Feng Wei who had been separated from them before.

However, Xia Qi did not recognize Feng Wei from his appearance, but from his clothes.

Because at this time, Feng Wei had long lost his "human appearance" in the past. Not only had his body suffered severe deformation, but only half of his brain-stained head was left, hanging on the top in an extremely miserable manner. On the chandelier.

The liquid that dripped on their heads before was dripping from the wound on Feng Wei's head - brain plasma!

"When was he hung up there...!"

Xia Qi felt that her mind went blank, and her body began to tremble helplessly. As for Wang Yazhi, who had been following him, he no longer knew where he had fled.

Xia Qi rubbed her cheek vigorously, trying to calm herself down.

In fact, Feng Wei's death was not unexpected. To put it bluntly, the reason why he was so panicked was that the body was so close to them.

This is undoubtedly telling them that it is nearby!

"Get out of here quickly!"

Xia Xia Qi didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and hurriedly took steps to escape towards the nearby stairway, planning to escape upstairs along the stairway.

However, before he ran far away, a feeling of being watched suddenly arose in his heart. This feeling was too strong, so strong that even if he didn't look back, he could clearly know that there was someone. The "thing" is right behind him!

In fact, his feeling was not wrong, because just when he was about to risk looking back, one of his shoulders was grabbed by something unknown, and then a huge force came from it that he could not resist, and forcefully Pulling him down to the ground.

"ah……!"

After falling to the ground, the fear that Xia Qi had previously suppressed finally burst out.

The flashlight he had held in his hand rolled away. He didn't know if it was broken or if the battery was exhausted and completely disappeared in the darkness.

The endless darkness and despair were like an angry ocean, swallowing Xia Qi clean in an instant.

Xia Qi screamed and wanted to get up, but found that his body was suddenly soaked with some kind of liquid, and then a large amount of gravity pressed hard on his body.

Something... something was pressing on him!

However...he couldn't see anything.

"Am I going to die..."

For the first time, Xia Qi truly felt the feeling of despair, which was a mixture of extreme powerlessness and helplessness.

But suddenly he thought of something, something that might be able to save his life temporarily, and that was the amulet given to him by his grandfather!

He had stupidly thrown all the amulets into the toilet before, but now there was still one left, which was in his pants pocket.

Thinking of the amulet, Xia Qi's heart suddenly burst out with a strong desire to survive. He struggled desperately to take out the amulet from his trouser pocket, and then put it on his body regardless of whether it was useful or not!

During the process, Xia Qi only felt that his hand holding the amulet was stuck in a ball of sticky mud, but in the next moment, little red sparks lit up his sight.

He was extremely horrified to find that his hand was actually burning. No, to be precise, the amulet in his hand was burning violently. However, the strange thing was that his hand could not feel any pain at all. Burning pain.

At the same time, with this little bit of firelight, he finally saw clearly the thing pressing on him.

It was the evil ghost who disguised himself as Zhang Xiaoshun and almost killed him that night!

His whole body was still full of ulcers, and his face was covered with disgusting abscesses.

The burning effect of the amulet on the evil ghost was very obvious. Its body seemed to be passed by an electric current, and it kept trembling and retreating until it completely left Xia Qi's body.

As for Xia Qi, he didn't stand there dumbly. He turned over and took this opportunity to stand up, ready to run for his life at any time.

When I looked at the amulet at this time, it was almost completely burned.

In other words, Xia Qi has lost his last protective umbrella, and he has no choice but to escape if he wants to survive. But before he could use all his strength to escape, a dazzling white light suddenly shone on his face.

"The person behind you is really not simple, I just don't know what level of cadre he is!"

To Xia Qi's extreme surprise, the middle-aged uncle's voice suddenly came from the side.