Settled in high school, mainly anti-customer

In the movie theater in the second half of the night, even the lights on the night shift will take a short break.

Everything is quiet and there is no sound.

The quiet air may be due to the early morning; there is a slightly damp and sticky sound.

【So painful...so painful...】

Indistinguishable male and female voices, distorted like electromagnetic waves, sounded in the empty corridor.

Accompanied by weird and creepy murmurs that seemed to be crying and laughing; there was also a subtle sound of mucus dragging on the ground.

It moves slowly in the corridor.

The faint light of the street lamp outside the window quietly sneaked into the room through the glass; the light of the miracle of human industry gently caressed the deformed body walking slowly in the corridor——

The monster's body is a swaying female body.

Its watch strap has a hazy blue matte color; the woman with a graceful figure is lying on the floor in a posture, stretching her slender legs straight like a plank, with her insteps tight.

And the two arms with protruding joints like praying mantis are tightly attached to the outside of the skin of his legs as if standing in a military posture, without moving.

And on its dark blue breast,? Large chunks of strange internal organs that do not belong to the scope of human cognition? Are being exposed outside its body.

Under the protection of countless purple veins, it is throbbing vigorously.

If you look carefully, you can see that among those green and red viscera, countless colorful eyeballs of different bloodlines are turning mechanically; leaving a sticky gurgling sound.

The monster's jet-black long hair was like a large handful of water plants, dragging endlessly on the back of its head.

With the movement of that body, the long hair was like a mop in the bathroom; long bloodstains were shed on the clean corridor floor of the movie theater.

【So painful...so painful...】

This long-looking curse spirit who ran out of the 24r studio was lying on the ground.

On its back, some snail-like large pieces of soft and mucus-filled skin are wriggling quickly on the ground to support the forward movement of the curse spirit.

【Let... let me... kill you guys...】

【Lie down...there will be no pain...】

On Mana Ling's human-like dark blue face, a big scarlet eyeball is rapidly searching for prey.

The eyeballs are like the eyes of insects, filled with densely packed small grids; every time the eyes turn quickly, there will be a [click,? click] sound in the air, similar to a flash of a photo.

"........."

Fu Heihui poked his head out from the small window in the projection room of No. [-] Cinema Hall on the second floor; looking at the scene in the corridor on the first floor, he blinked his eyes tiredly.

【—】

The young man retracted his head quietly, and controlled his hands; he carefully closed the small sliding glass window.

"What... is it down there?"

The corners of Kise Ryota's eyes were red, and she asked in a low voice.

He hides pitifully in the corner; his hands are tightly holding a long mop as if he is holding a life-saving straw, his hands are still shaking like he has Parkinson's; Dust fell down in a splash.

Fu Heihui: "..."

The young man pursed his lips without saying a word, looked at the mop in Kise Ryota's hand, and had bad associations; his face gradually became embarrassing.

Aomine Daiki: "Kise... I advise you not to ask."

This dark-skinned man, who looked like he should be in a certain stage of youth and middle-aged man, looked back from the window glass.

While talking, he swallowed with a distorted expression.

Aomine Daiki has no magic power, so he can't see the magic spirit.

Different from Fu Heihui's perspective; Qingfeng Dahui can only see a long bloodstain on the dark corridor on the first floor, moving slowly without any physical traction.

Aomine Dahui's first reaction was; Nima has shed so much blood, what will happen to that man?

After his clever little brain worked for a while, he had a second reaction.

The blood is straight and dragged.

There must be something similar to a mobile blood sprinkler walking, but he can't see it.

"Hey, Fuhei; you can see down there, can't you?"

Aomine Daiki was still calm, he was not as cowardly as Kise after he calmed down; he could still maintain a bit of reason, and asked with his hand on Fuguro Hui's shoulder.

Through the simple conversation just now, they have exchanged each other's names.

"...it's a ghost, a female ghost holding a mop."

Fu Heihui looked at the junior high school uniforms on the two teenagers; he pondered his words and replied.

On the one hand, things like mantra spirits are difficult to explain; it is better to find the most appropriate similar species so that they have a clear concept.

On the other hand, the boy Fu Heihui simplified the image of the curse spirit; it is equivalent to simplifying the Blu-ray bd's Aisha to the level of Frozen and Snow who studied animation for three years.

He didn't want to put too much pressure on these inexperienced teenagers.

You know, sometimes the rich imagination of human beings can cause far more fear than seeing is believing.

Fu Heihui was afraid that they would not be attacked when they had a face-to-face with the curse spirit, so they would be so frightened that they would feces and pee and sit on the ground with weak legs.

If this happens, Amaterasu will not be able to save them.

"...fake."

Qingfeng Dahui stared at Fu Heihui in a daze, and spoke Japanese English with a dark complexion; as if his whole body was exhausted, he sat down on the ground with a plop.

"Ghosts really do exist..."

He was holding his shattered three views, and the shirt on the back was stuck to his body with cold sweat.

Aomine Daiki's average psychological quality among ordinary people is already very good; compare it with poor Kise-san.

However, encountering a ghost is too far away in the daily life of ordinary people, and its probability is like winning billions in the lottery; no matter how good the mental quality is, the body will be paralyzed for a while.

"We can't stay here, it's going to come up sooner or later."

Fu Heihui took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

"Ah? Can't we wait here until dawn? Won't ghosts be wiped out by dawn? What if we go out and meet it?... Not only it, but also those two bastards!"

Aomine Daiki faltered again when he heard this.

The ghosts downstairs are certainly scary, but there are still two lunatics wandering around the entrance of the movie hall.

One of them was holding a watermelon knife in his hand, and just now in front of them, he directly stabbed the security guard's neck with a knife.

The blood spattered half the wall.

At that time, Aomine Dahui was frightened and knelt down.

"Their target is me. If we meet one of the two parties; you two and I will run in the opposite direction. ... Don't worry, they will probably not chase you."

The screen of the mobile phone in Fu Heihui's hand flashed a dazzling [No Signal] sign.

The boy was silent for a moment, then made up his mind.

He directly handed the mobile phone in his hand to Aomine Daiki.

Under Aomine Daiki's dark complexion, Fu Heihui quietly confessed her last words.

"You'll be fine."

"After you get out, forget about today's events; all the dead here are not your fault, and have nothing to do with you... Don't bear unnecessary guilt and live a good life."

"After going out and getting a signal, please call [Mr. Gojo] in the contact and report the coordinates here to him, and everything will be resolved."

"........."

Qingfeng Dahui stared blankly at Fu Heihui.

He is not a fool, he understands that in this situation, Fu Heihui wants to sacrifice himself in exchange for the survival of the two of them.

However, isn't this kind of airport just selling teammates to them?

Selling out the lives of their peers, and finally living their lives safe and sound... Can they really do this kind of thing?

"Do not make jokes!"

Before Aomine Daiki could speak, Kise Ryota beside him became a little emotional.

The boy's golden eyes were red and bloodshot, and he suppressed his crying——

"You all heard it just now! Those two bastards said they would peel off the skin of the three of us! And pour urine into it! They will not let any of us go! We will die if we separate!"

Kise Ryota's voice was hoarse, tears slowly streaming down her cheeks.

"I don't want to die inexplicably like this! And use this disgusting way of dying on the social news! ——I don't want to be killed by this kind of scum who doesn't care about other people's lives! I don't want to take advantage of them!"

"..."

"...Kose..."

The other two stared blankly at Kise, and Aomine Daiki's expression was somewhat sad and helpless.

【Step...step...step...step】

In the darkness, apart from the slight panting of the three teenagers, the sound of clear footsteps gradually came.

"!!!"

Huang Lailiang's eyes were too wide open, he clenched his teeth; like a rabbit being cornered; his eyes were red, he tightly held the mop in his hand, and stared at the door panel fiercely.

"...quick, put all phones on silent; don't make a sound."

Fu Heihui lowered his head, gently patted Qingfeng Dahui's shoulder with his hand, and reminded the group of temporary team members with a small and weak voice.

"Hmph... hum... hum... hum..."

Accompanied by the footsteps, a deep and hoarse female smoke voice is humming melodious and high-pitched songs.

【frame!frame! 】

There was an ear-piercing sound of loud iron objects smashing against the wall; every hit seemed to hit the hearts of the teenagers, making them tremble all over.

"..."

The three looked at each other in horror.

This strange voice and strange behavior were not the ghosts downstairs; nor were they the two perverted male murderers.

in this building.

There is a sixth.

【Plop...Puff...Puff...】

I don't know if it was an illusion, but as the humming sound slowly approached, the heartbeats of the three began to become particularly obvious.

The heartbeat seemed to be connected to the eardrum, thumping through the blood vessels in the ear canal, and every beating was like a sledgehammer hitting their brains; it cheered them up.

Is it... an enemy... or a companion?

Kise Ryota looked at Fuguro Megumi and Aomine Daiki with questioning eyes.

"..."

The expressions of Fu Heihui and Aomine Daiki are surprisingly the same.

They all stared at Kise Junko in disgust and shock with a look of "Look, you idiot".

Are you crazy? !

Humming a song in the middle of the night while riding a horse, wandering around with unknown weapons, can that be a normal person?

Still Nima's companion?

This is either a mental illness or a pervert who came here to find mistakes and kill people!

"Hmph... hum...haha."

Accompanied by the hoarse laughter of the shovel on the glass.

Footsteps came to the door where they were hiding.

From the perspective of the three, it can be clearly seen that two feet stopped under their door.

Those two feet paused for a while, and then, the black shadow in the gap under the door slowly began to grow larger.

"..."

Fu Heihui's eyes widened in horror, his scalp was numb, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He understands.

That huge black shadow represented—the people outside the door got down on their knees and were looking at them through the crack of the door.

The author has something to say: The pre-receipt text of the main mantra [囍] is kneeling down and begging for pre-receipt! !The thrilling dark marriage story of the princess and brother Huzi from the ancient times of planting flowers!

Brother Huzi: Do you know why I feel nothing when I see the curse spirit?To be honest, compared to your housewife, you are all weak! !My wife is really scary!

感谢在2021-04-11?22:30:20~2021-04-12?08:57:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: Grandma Cauliflower? 1 piece;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Yunben Wuxin? 15 bottles; Caigou? 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!