Haunting Spectre Road Chapter 16:

Just as everyone was immersed in the laughter at Zhang Zhenhong's loss of secret secrets, no one noticed that Xiao San, who had been behind the crowd, turned away sadly. My heart moved for a while and looked at the blushing face and kept explaining to Qi Yunfei, but the embarrassment that became darker and darker, he left the crowd and followed Xiao San.

"Little San..." He deliberately avoided the bustling main school road and finally stopped the little San who had been walking with his head down and muffled on a relatively secluded grassy path. Xiao San looked back in surprise: "When did you come, Maomao?" Indifferently smiled: "I have been following you, but why would you notice me if you don't stay away?" Xiao San turned his head and said, "I'm nothing. If you go back quickly, didn’t they say they want to catch the wind?” Sighed: “With your words, I can conclude that your heart for Shuilan has not been solved yet. I don’t want to talk about the pain that year I just want to ask you. Is her shadow really so difficult to get out of?" The miserable little San of the year stared blankly at the unfinished path in front of him, as if he was back three years ago. The hand that got stuck too deep was the hand of his closest friend. He bitterly hated and cried, and finally accepted this cruel fact. He thought he had avoided this pain a long time ago, but when he asked him, he found that Shui Lan was still the biggest scar in his heart. "

I don't know..." Xiao San closed his eyes in pain and only said half a sentence. A strong emotional impact in his heart made him have to shut his mouth tightly to stop the surging tide.

He is the outsider who understands the situation best at the time. He understands how big the cost of the sinking is for Xiaosan. He just wanted to say a few words to comfort the grass next to him, suddenly, a strange and unprecedented feeling rushed in. His whole body was trembling violently. He instinctively yelled: "Danger!" Then he rushed to Xiao San and pushed the unconscious Xiao San suddenly more than a meter away, only to see a black figure swiftly from the original position of Xiao San. Incomparably rushed across the sky, the sky turned dark, unable to see the man's face, but he could clearly see the dazzling light in the right hand he raised—a sharp knife!

Little San scared the man living on the ground on the spot. It was obvious that he was here to assassinate him. If it weren't for Mao Mao to wake up in time and push him away, even if he reacted quickly at the time, he couldn't avoid it. The man threw a bullet and turned around unwillingly and continued to chop at Xiao San who fell on the ground. "Little three, run!"

I rushed up and aimed at the man’s face with a punch, but the strange thing was born, the fist hadn’t touched the man’s body, the man had already screamed, put down his right hand and turned around and fled and disappeared into the other side. The fist that fled in the grass also stopped halfway. His face was full of horror as if he had seen something unbelievable. A pair of bloodshot eyes widened to the limit as if they were about to burst. "Maomao why are you...?" Xiaosan got up from the ground and couldn't take care of the person's deeds and asked hurriedly, but he only asked half a sentence and stopped because he found his whole body was trembling like sifting chaff. Those feet that should have been standing firmly on the ground were shaking with the extreme tremors of the body, and looked like they were about to fall. This weird phenomenon made Xiao San couldn't help but numb him all over and he stepped forward and forced him to ask, "What are you..." "It's him! Xiao San I saw him!" Suddenly he turned his head and shouted crazy at Xiao San. . Xiao Sanqiang suppressed the strong inner anxiety and asked:

"Who is he?" Shaking Xiaosan's shoulder more frantically, "Yes! It's the one who died!!"

Xiao Sanzhi felt that the pores all over his body were rapidly expanding, and his head was in chaos. Some liquid seemed to be flowing down his back. He tremblingly said, "What did you say?! You must be mistaken. He is not dead? He is not dead. Is he? He is a dead person! How could a dead person appear?!" At the end of the talk, his voice was completely changed because of extreme fear. He completely forgot about Zhang Zhenhong's attack. At that time, he was already dead. ! I was just trying to argue that a sneer and misty voice suddenly came from the grass, like a lingering ghost, tightly around the ears of the two: "I was killed by someone--hehehe--I-- —Was—killed—oh—"

The two fell silent immediately. A cold wind blew through the grass and there was no sound anymore. The surroundings were calm and peaceful. Perhaps the only voice that could be called out in this situation was Zhang Zhenhong, but he was not here. "The content of the blood taboo is ---can't say this taboo!!" This is the only complete sentence remaining in the little San's completely irrational mind. These large characters are in shocking red before his eyes. After passing by, he saw with dull eyes that his body was softening little by little...