Encounter

The layout of each floor in the college building is similar, with several corridors criss-crossing each other, and classrooms of different sizes are lined up along the sides of each corridor.

Xia Yuming was standing in the middle of one of the corridors. On one side of the corridor was a row of teachers' offices in the courtyard, and on the other side was a blank wall with glass windows on the wall, and sheets of pink and white rectangular paper pasted inside. .

If you want to escape, you have to run backwards.

However, Xia Yuming's rear has only a balcony except for the stairs, and there is no other place to escape.

There are seven floors in the building in the courtyard. The floor he is on is the sixth floor, and the two floors above are the rooftops. You can't go up any more, and you will be unavoidable when you reach the top.

In this way, the only feasible option left is to run down the stairs at the back.

If you can run to the first floor, leave the teaching building and go to the campus, you should still meet some people even at noon.Where people are present, these hallucinations seem terrifying but are no longer scary.After all, these things are just scary when there are people.

After making up his mind, Xia Yuming turned around without any hesitation and ran back, reaching the stairs and rushing down.

After running a few steps, a few strands of black hair suddenly appeared at the corner of the stairs in front of him.

Xia Yuming was not surprised. The other party really wanted to kill him, so it was not unusual for him to block his escape route.

He stopped and pointed his sword forward.

Sure enough, after those few strands of black hair, a pair of bloody hands appeared on the ground. The mutilated five fingers grabbed the ground vigorously, and a strong stench came over, making people sick.

Xia Yuming took a few steps back, then gritted his teeth and charged forward with the mahogany sword in hand.

His retreat is limited, instead of retreating until there is no way to retreat, it is better to rush forward and fight hard. If it fails, he simply accepts his fate, hoping to have a good luck in the next life.

That thing didn't seem to have thought that Xia Yuming would do this, and it froze in place, as if frozen.

Xia Yuming gritted his teeth, raised his sword and slashed at the thing's head.

With a puff, the peach wood sword pierced into the thing's slender neck, but halfway through, the sword couldn't get in again. Xia Yuming shook the sword a few times and tried to pull it out, but he couldn't.

Before he had time to think about it, he lightened the sword in his hand, and saw that the thing lying on the ground turned into a dense cluster of eight-legged spiders at some point, moving quickly in a black mass.

Xia Yuming took a few steps back, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his hand. He turned his head and saw a black spider the size of a fist lying on the sword, biting his finger.

He hastily swung it vigorously, and both the spider and the mahogany sword came out of his hands.

Without the mahogany sword, there is a group of spiders that can sting people, there is no other way, so go back first.

Returning from the fifth floor to the sixth floor, Xia Yuming hesitated for a moment, instead of continuing to run up, he returned to the sixth floor where he wanted to leave just now.

He knew in his heart that he might not be able to deal with it alone this time.Running up to the rooftop and going back to the sixth floor is a dead end, but with Shen Mo on the sixth floor, it can be regarded as a lifeline, which is more reliable than going up to the rooftop alone.

The army of spiders overflowed along the corridor, and soon turned half of the corridor into a squirming black.

Xia Yuming ran back, and the screeching sound of the spider crawling behind him was like waves buzzing around his ears.

He didn't dare to stop and look behind, but ran forward like crazy.

When he ran to the terrace, the sound from behind suddenly disappeared. Xia Yuming grabbed the fence with one hand and looked back. The dark corridor was clean and there was nothing.

It's as if those things never happened.

Xia Yuming didn't dare to be careless, and looked ahead vigilantly.

For a while, nothing happened.

He cautiously took a step forward, and before he stepped on the ground, his neck suddenly tightened, and a soft silk cloth wrapped him around him, pulling him back desperately.