black mist

Jian Tong couldn't help but tense up, she didn't know if there was something terrible hidden in the thick fog.

He suddenly shivered with fright from his own association, and quickly shook his head, throwing those messy thoughts to the back of his mind.

Leaving Wen Yan in this environment made Jian Tong's little sense of security almost disappear, and the spontaneous sense of crisis forced him to constantly check whether the surrounding environment was safe.

The family they came to confirm the mirror is located in a long alley, both ends of the alley are accessible, and there are many people living in the entire alley, so there is a street lamp every few tens of meters. The middle of a street lamp.

Although there were many street lamps, the dim light of the street lamps could not dispel the dense fog at all. As a result, the two ends of the alley seemed to be engulfed by dense fog. From a distance, it was a vast expanse of whiteness, blocking all sight.

Jian Tong looked at the exit on the left, and then at the exit on the right, feeling that neither side was safe, so he stared vigilantly at the troubles on both sides alternately, his whole body stretched like a squirrel looking for food.

Fortunately, although the dim street lights were not enough to dispel the dense fog, they also brought enough light to Jian Tong.

Brightness can more or less make Jiantong feel more at ease.

This illusory sense of security didn't last long, shortly after Wen Yan entered the room, Jian Tong suddenly heard a strange voice.

woo woo-

He froze for a few seconds before realizing that it was the sound of a whistle.

It was like the whistles that the boys stood in the corridor and whistled to the beautiful girls in school, but because of the unique structure of the alley, the whistle was elongated, adding a sense of coldness.

Jian Tong couldn't help but his heart sank. He and his brother drove to explore most of the town last night. He can be sure that there is no one else here except the two of them.

Who made that whistle?

Jian Tong turned his gaze to the left—because the alley is relatively straight, he can see nearly 150 meters to the left from his current position, and the place 150 meters away is engulfed by thick white mist.

He frowned tightly, staring at the alleyway on the left without blinking. Suddenly, he saw a figure flashing in the thick fog for a moment.

He originally thought that the figure was a black figure he had encountered before. Although he was still afraid of that thing, after all, he had encountered it many times, and he had more or less experience in dealing with it.

But as the figure became clearer and clearer, Jian Tong soon realized something was wrong—it was not a black figure, it was a person.

A tall, thin man in a suit and leather shoes.

The man wore a suit hat with the brim pressed down so low that it barely covered his face.

But what caught Jian Tong's attention even more was that he had been dancing his torso and limbs in a distorted posture, and then slowly moved from under one street lamp to another.

Jian Tong stared at his weird movements for a long time before realizing something was wrong. He seemed to be dancing, but such weird postures seemed unlikely to be made by humans.

Jian Tong knows that dancers are generally very soft, but he has never seen a dancer who is as soft as this person in front of him, as if his whole body is broken.

His limbs are as soft as noodles.

Jian Tong was startled by his strange behavior, she didn't move for a while, just watched him jumping and moving forward in a daze...

Jian Tong's heart hung in his throat, and the first thought that flashed in his mind was to run away, but he couldn't leave, Wen Yan was still here.

It is impossible for him to leave his brother here alone...

He couldn't abandon his brother and run away alone.

The man dancing under the lamp moved very slowly, Jian Tong forced himself to calm down, delay a little longer, and wait... He had to wait for Wen Yan to come out, and wait for his brother to escape together.

He thought to himself: Brother shouldn't stay in there for a long time, it's just to confirm a mirror.

But he didn't dare to urge him loudly. That strange dancing man had a strange feeling all over his body. Just in case, it's better to reduce his sense of existence as much as possible. It is possible to alarm him and cause trouble in vain.

Jian Tong subconsciously glanced at the man again, and it was this glance that made him suddenly realize that something was wrong - the man moved faster - a few seconds ago, he was twisting at least 100 meters away, but just blinked like that In less time, he had already moved under the streetlight closest to Jian Tong.

Jian Tong covered her mouth, barely stopping the scream that almost burst out.

Jian Tong stared at the distorted dancer, watching him twirling and jumping under the lamp, making a pose that is difficult for a human being to complete.Jian Tong told himself: This place is very dangerous, he has to leave here quickly, but for some reason, he just couldn't move his eyes away...

When the man turned his back to Jian Tong, he suddenly twisted his upper body and turned his face to Jian Tong in a gesture that was impossible for a human being.

Only then did Jian Tong see his face clearly - a face that was as pale as if it had been covered with white lime, with a standard smile for a curtain call.

—The show is over.

Jian Tong was finally able to look away, but before he looked away, he had already met the man's gaze.

The moment they looked at each other, Jian Tong already realized that something was wrong, but he was still not faster than that strange man—the dancing man grinned at him, and then rushed towards him like a spring...

No matter how much mental preparation you have made, when you are caught off guard, your first reaction is to run away, and Jian Tong is no exception.

He couldn't care about Wen Yan for a moment, turned around and ran towards the other side of the alley.

He didn't dare to look back, but the shadow projected on the wall of the alley reminded him that the thing was still chasing after him, and the distorted shadow honestly reflected his distorted posture, deepening Jian Tong's fear.

In the beginning, Jian Tong, relying on his long legs and strong explosive power, once left the dancer far behind, but on the way to escape, he was unlucky to trip over, although he reacted quickly enough to not fall, but a Staggering, he still narrowed the distance between him and the dancers.

Jian Tong only had time to look down at the culprit who almost tripped him.

That is a pair of shoes.

Under the street lamp, a pair of men's patent leather shoes suddenly appeared in the middle of the road. It seemed that the toes of the shoes had obvious wear and scratches because they had been worn for a long time, and the body of the shoes was also covered with mud.

Because she almost tripped Jian Tong, she was kicked to the side.

There was a strange flash in Jian Tong's heart, and he didn't understand why a pair of shoes appeared here.

But the dancer behind him with his teeth and claws took advantage of this opportunity to close the distance with him, so that he could no longer think about other things, but gritted his teeth and continued to run forward.

He ran for a long, long way, taking advantage of his familiarity with the terrain, turned around after leaving the alley, and only then did he get away from the dancing man.

Jane's pupils shrunk in the corner, feeling that his throat was burning. He had never been good at sports, and running hard like today was entirely driven by his desire to survive.

Running all the way almost exhausted all of Jian Tong's strength, he supported his knees with both hands, and gave himself a time to breathe. After a while, Jian Tong gradually recovered from the almost suffocating state.

But he didn't completely relax his vigilance. While recovering his strength, he looked around, for fear that the dancer would find this place.

After waiting for a long time, the distorted figure never appeared in the field of vision, and neither the sound of running footsteps nor the iconic whistle appeared again, so Jiantong was slightly relieved.

The high mental tension and the exhaustion after the strenuous exercise made the relaxed Jiantong's feet go limp all of a sudden. Even with one hand on the wall, he took a step back to stand still.

But just this retreat, he stepped on something softer than the ground.

The touch was very familiar, so he glanced back subconsciously——

It was a pair of old mud-stained men's leather shoes.