Distorting mirror travels through the supernatural event book

Qiao Leting turned his head, there was nothing on his shoulder, but the hand really existed, and his strength was getting stronger and stronger. He found that he could no longer move at this time, and the coldness climbed up to him little by little. The sound of the beast's breathing became heavier and heavier, as if it had reached behind him.

His face turned pale, and he asked Dabai, "What did you see just now?"

Dabai said tremblingly: "A pair of... red eyes... seem to be bleeding..."

Just now the camera turned to the back, the audience in the live broadcast room did not see the pair of eyes that Dabai said, so seeing Dabai's frightened appearance at this time didn't feel a bit substituting, and he started acting again, the acting is really good, where? Where the performance is still improving, etc., the barrage is so strong that I can't wait to get out of the screen and replace it with my body, killing the Quartet.

Although Qiao Leting's face turned pale, he was still calm. He told Dabai before that if he met a ghost that could switch back and forth between tangible and intangible, he could only run for his life, but now his shoulders were tightly clasped, He didn't even have a chance to escape, so he said to Dabai: "Dabai, run quickly..."

Dabai was still in a daze, not knowing what happened, Qiao Leting frowned slightly, and shouted again: "Run!"

"You...what's the matter with you?" Dabai took a step forward and asked with concern.

From what happened with the hanged ghost before, it can be seen that Dabai is a very good person, warm-hearted and loyal, Qiao Leting was afraid that he would not leave and could not tell him that he could not move now, so he could only pretend to be angry and said: "He has murderous intent, don't drag me down , you hurry to go!"

"Okay...then I'll go down first." Dabai also knew that he would only drag Qiao Leting back here. He went down the stairs, but he still took three steps and turned around to tell Qiao Leting, "Be careful yourself, Need to call me."

Qiao Leting nodded, and said worriedly, "Go to the door on the first floor, if you can leave here, leave as soon as possible."

"Understood." Dabai responded, trotting all the way down the stairs.

Dabai's figure quickly disappeared from Qiao Leting's sight. Just as Qiao Leting was thinking about how to get away, the hand on his shoulder suddenly increased his strength, and he fell to his knees on the ground with a bang. Fortunately, his hands were on the ground Then he didn't let his face fall to the ground.

The flashlight in his hand fell to the side, rolled twice and stopped under the wall, and the light was just facing the office where he and Dabai had just escaped.

The twelve o'clock bell rang at this moment, and the sound of gurgling water suddenly appeared in Qiao Leting's ears. When he looked up, he saw a river of blood rushing in, covering the gray ground in an instant, and about to emit The faintly bright flashlight was submerged in it in an instant, and then the sticky plasma gradually touched his fingertips, reaching the back of his hand, soaking his whole body in it.

A few whistling electric currents sounded, and the incandescent lamp above Qiao Leting's head was turned on again. It may be because of the unstable current that the light always flickered, and the color of the light was green, making the entire corridor It looked even more gloomy, and the blood that had dried up on the operating bed at the end of the corridor also surged again, with bright red blood dripping down.

The hand on Qiao Leting's shoulder had already been loosened, but he still didn't have the strength to stand up, his face became paler and his lips lost color, he gasped heavily, and he pricked up his ears vigilantly, listening sounds all around.

Suddenly there was a creaking sound, Qiao Leting looked up to the direction from which the sound came, and saw that the door of the office that had been closed just now was pulled open from the inside, and then those rotten doctors walked out in a row, Zhang Chengan Walking in the forefront, with a stiff smile on his face.

The last two corpses carried a stretcher and waded across the river of blood towards Qiao Leting. One of them had half of his head cut off by Qiao Leting, and the rotten brains flowed out and fell into the bloody water. The splash of red blood was so strangely beautiful, Qiao Leting couldn't help but think of the brain that fell into the spicy pot. He swallowed, and then his stomach growled inappropriately.

The dead bodies squatted down beside Qiao Leting, and the moving brain was getting closer to him, but at the same time, the rancid smell rushed into his nose, and the appetite that Qiao Leting had just produced subsided instantly.

The corpses carried Qiao Leting, who had lost the ability to move, onto a stretcher, and walked quickly towards the west end of the corridor in neat steps. To be honest, even though these doctors have been dead for many years, their stretcher-carrying skills are still very good. It was very stable, but there was still a little bit of skin in the middle of it. For example, the brother who carried the stretcher in a hurry watched Qiao Leting drool, and the saliva almost dripped on Qiao Leting's forehead.

If it wasn't for his lack of strength, Qiao Leting would definitely follow Dabai and make the groundhog's final call. He looked at the top of his head, and his mind was in chaos. If he couldn't move all this time, he would really have to explain it here today.

The corpses carried him to the blood-stained operating bed at the end of the corridor. Suddenly, a surgical lamp was lit above his head. The corpses laughed grinningly, and showed Qiao Leting the dissection instruments in their hands. For the lancet and the round knife, Qiao Leting thumped in his heart. They didn't give them anesthesia when they used the knife.

The white surgical light above his head dazzled him so much that he couldn't keep his eyes open. The dead body in a white coat bowed its head and whispered a few words. Its long nails cut through Qiao Leting's clothes, and sharpened the knife toward Qiao Leting's round body exposed to the air. abdomen.

The weird nursery rhyme sounded in my ears again, "Catch you, torture you, kill you, even skin you, throw you into the garbage, monsters will come and eat you, eat you... "

Qiao Leting is not afraid of being bitten, he has a special physique, even if he takes a few more bites, he doesn't have to worry about getting infected, as long as he solves the problem of Jing Ling and returns home, he will recover after drinking a bowl of talisman water.

But the premise of all this is that he can survive, the cold blade has touched his belly, how on earth is he going to escape from here now?

Qiao Leting felt that his strength was gradually recovering, but his limbs were suppressed by the dead bodies. Even if he regained his strength, he might not be able to break free in a short time, but it is not his character to be slaughtered like a fish on a sticky board. Qiao Leting regained some strength and escaped the first knife to open his stomach, but the skin of his belly was still broken, red blood seeped out from the wound, the smell of fresh blood immediately wafted in the air, and the eyes of the dead bodies A green light came out, and they were all drooling hungry, looking straight at Qiao Leting.

"Eat you, eat you, eat you..."

The voice was getting louder and louder, Qiao Leting was a little dizzy from the noise, but fortunately his willpower was amazing, and the dead body was confused by the smell of blood at this time, so he let go of the suppression on Qiao Leting, opened his mouth wide, and showed a sharp point. His fangs rushed towards Qiao Leting's belly.

If this is a different scene and a few actors, it might be a multi-person mosaic action movie.

Qiao Leting's legs were still a little numb, and he couldn't kick the dead body's head, so he could only gather up his clothes first, push the rotten head away from his stomach, and took out a hammer from his pocket.

There were too many things stuffed in his pocket, he couldn't touch the hammer at the first time, but he managed to touch a handful of talisman paper, which was dug out from the small cabinet under Zhang Chengan's desk, Qiao Leting couldn't care less about that Too many, randomly took a picture and pasted it on the head of Brain Flower Corpse Brother, Brain Flower Brother suddenly stopped moving and turned into a figure.

Qiao Leting let out a hey in surprise, and he didn't know where the strength came from. He sat up from the operating bed suddenly, took the talisman paper and pasted it on the heads of the dead bodies one by one, but more than ten dead bodies were all on the ground On his stomach, as soon as he slowed down a bit, he was bitten by the dead body. The pain made his hands tremble, and the talisman slipped onto his stomach.

Qiao Leting reached out to pick up the talisman paper, but the talisman paper rubbed against blood, the next moment the golden light was shining, time stood still at this moment, all the dead bodies who were licking their lips just now stopped their movements and became Evil Doctor figure.

The breathing of the beast stopped, and everything returned to calm.

Qiao Leting looked down, and the talisman on his stomach turned into a pool of ashes and disappeared.

Don't do what he thought, he jumped off the operating bed directly, the blood in the corridor was gone, as if it had never appeared before, Qiao Leting bent down to pick up the newspaper and flashlight that fell on the ground, turned around and ran down the stairs.

He ran to the first floor in one breath, and when he got to the hall, he saw Dabai sitting in front of the door with his head bowed. He walked over and asked him, "Didn't I let you go?"

Dabai looked up and saw Qiao Leting, he immediately stood up from the ground, patted his buttocks, sighed and replied, "The door is locked, you can't get out, why is there so much blood on your body? Are you injured? Does it matter?"

"It's okay, it was stained during the fight." Qiao Leting waved his hand nonchalantly, walked over and took a hammer and knocked twice on the glass of the locked door. The glass was solid without even a single crack. Not open.

Qiao Leting was hugged by Dabai as soon as he turned around, and before he could yell out, he heard Dabai crying to him: "Da Qiao, I'm so miserable, the live broadcast room was blocked just now..."

Qiao Leting understood Dabai quite well, patted him on the back, comforted him and said, "It's okay, just go back and make a statement tomorrow."

Dabai raised his head, with deep anticipation on his face, looking at Qiao Leting with bright eyes, and asked him, "What statement?"

"For example, what happened last night was all a dream. What I saw was hallucinations. Aren't the routines of horror movies all mental illness and dreaming..." Qiao Leting laughed before he finished speaking. stand up.

Dabai lowered his face, pushed Qiao Leting away, and said indifferently: "I can't withdraw my income either."

Qiao Leting: "Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, so be careful."

"Where is the blessing?" Dabai looked hopeless, "Not only today's income, but also the previous two months, I didn't mention it, they were all locked up, and I won't be able to pay back this month's mortgage when I go back. .”

"Don't be so pessimistic," Qiao Leting continued to comfort, "It's not certain whether you can get out."

Dabai: "..."

Qiao Leting, why don't you shut up!