There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 116: The floating dead

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Listen to the two immature voices from the sports equipment room,

Fang Zheng's heart moved,

Approaching the door of the sports equipment room quietly, and then looking into the sports equipment room along the narrow opening of the door.

Boom!

Boom! boom!

At this moment, there was an abnormal noise coming from the sports equipment room, which seemed to be hitting something. The sound was a little dull after hitting something. It didn't sound like it was hitting a hard object.

The indoor lighting of the sports equipment is not sufficient, and some are even dim. It took Fangzheng a long time to get used to the indoor environment.

The rows of basketball hoops, the messy tug-of-war ropes, batons, and military green gymnastics mats stacked high on the ground... From his perspective, only one corner of the sports equipment room can be seen.

And Shen Wenle, the little fat man, happened to appear in Fang Zheng's field of vision.

In front of Shen Wenle, there is another junior high school student, and this junior high school student should be Han Peng.

However, Han Peng turned his back to Fang Zheng, and Fang Zheng could only see Han Peng's back, not the front of Han Peng.

At this time, the two junior high school students, heads to each other and squatting, seemed to be immersed in something, because Fang Zheng could not see clearly because Han Peng was blocking his vision.

Fang Zheng frowned quietly.

There seemed to be some weirdness in front of my eyes, and I actually saw Shen Wenle and Han Peng at the same time. This scene was completely different from when he first went overcast.

The first time I went out of the shade, although I was looking for the fourth missing girl, that time I only saw the fourth girl and did not meet the other three killed girls.

But this time... not only did he see Han Peng, but also Shen Wenle, who was already dead!

Founder did not show up rashly.

Mr. Fu once told him that there are several taboos in taking yin. One is that the living and the dead are separated from yin and yang, and the living should not be disturbed and disturbed.

As long as the living do not disturb the dead, the world of the dead will not find the existence of the living, and there will be no rejection.

Otherwise, there will be great horror.

Even when the psychologist enters the spiritual world of the patient, over time, the psychologist may be affected, and it is necessary to find other psychologists to help him or her mental problems regularly. What's more, this is the spiritual world of the dead, and the world of the dead is more weird and evil than the world of the living.

Boom! boom!

The abnormal noise of smashing things still came out. Shen Wenle and Han Peng squatted head-to-head. From the narrow door, you could see that Shen Wenle was holding something in his hand and seemed to be hitting something.

"So much blood should be about it." It was Han Peng's voice.

Then Fang Zheng saw Shen Wenle throw away the things in his hand, grunting, grunting, and the sound of heavy objects rolling from the sports equipment room.

Boom, finally rolled to the shelf and was blocked by the foot, which was actually a dumbbell.

At this moment, when Fang Zheng heard the movement, Shen Wenle and Han Peng seemed to be leaving the sports equipment room, and Fang Zheng hurriedly hid behind the building.

Although he does not take the initiative to disturb the world of the dead, people in these memories will not see him, but it is better to be cautious.

He has always kept his goal in mind to find out where Han Peng is.

This time, the psychic divination on the mysterious side, the weird side, and the special side is very likely to be as dangerous as the Bloody Mary and the Pen Immortal. Fang Zheng didn't want to have any accidents or extraneous branches.

Don't be curious.

Don't do unnecessary things.

Don't disturb the spiritual world of the dead.

This is Mr. Fu's repeated exhortations!

Afterwards, Fang Zheng watched quietly in the dark, and Shen Wenle and Han Peng left the sports equipment room. At the same time, there was a black plastic bag in Shen Wenle's hand, and there seemed to be something heavy and soft in the black dullness, because it was a bit difficult to see Shen Wenle holding it away.

From beginning to end, he could only see Han Peng from behind.

While watching two junior high school students leave the playground, it was only then that Fang Zheng walked out of the dark.

Standing at the entrance of the sports equipment room, first glanced at the direction where Shen Wenle and Han Peng were leaving, and then at the direction of the sports equipment room.

Squeak... the palm of your hand gently pushes open the door of the sports equipment room.

Fang Zheng didn't know whether there was a sense of smell in the spiritual world of the dead. When he touched the door of the sports equipment room with his palm and gently opened the door, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

Frowned.

Fang Zheng looked around the indoor environment, then fixed his eyes on the place where Shen Wenle and Han Peng had been squatting. There was no wild cat corpse with the head smashed as Fang Zheng had imagined. There was nothing.

Fang Zheng raised his second eyebrows, and he never entered the sports equipment room.

Just keep the palm of your hand gently pushing the door open, as if your eyes are thinking about something.

"Replay the memory?"

After that, Fang Zheng held the soul-attracting lamp emitting a faint cyan light in his hand, turned and left the sports equipment room, and continued to chase in the direction where Shen Wenle and Han Peng disappeared.

……

Click, click.

On the empty stairs, there were regular and gentle footsteps, and Fang Zheng gently walked up from downstairs. This was a residential building in a residential area, and Fang Zheng finally stood in front of a household.

"Room 607..."

This is the home of Shen Wenle.

Since leaving the sports equipment room, the soul-attracting lamp has led Fangzheng to the outside of the school.

It turns out that Shen Wenle has returned home...

In the world of black and white, Fang Zheng tried to gently pull the door handle of the security door, but the security door was easily opened to the outside, and the so-called security door was in vain.

Shen Wenle is the only one in Shen Wenle's family. His parents did not show up. It was originally a ghost town.

Shen Wenle's house was completely dark, as if entering the abyssal world at once, so dark that you could not see your fingers, only a bedroom with a vacant door, emitting a faint light.

It's not the master bedroom there, it should be Shen Wenle's bedroom, and Fang Zheng thought about it close to the past.

Through the concealed crack in the door, Fang Zheng really saw Shen Wenle sitting on the bed, but this time he did not see Han Peng.

At this time, Fang Zheng noticed a small detail. The time displayed on the wall clock was 20:31 in the evening.

"At night..." While hesitating, Fang Zheng saw Shen Wenle sitting on the bed, already starting to play psychic divination.

Because Shen Wenle has seen a set of cards and is spreading out one by one on the bed.

"Han Peng, the psychic divination said that the best time is from 8 to 10 in the evening. I want to start playing around."

Shen Wenle's voice came from the bedroom, but there was no Han Peng's voice. Fang Zheng understood that the two were talking by phone.

Next, Fang Zheng only heard the sound of cutting cards, but he couldn't see all the scenes in the bedroom.

"Scarecrow?"

"Like a person instead of a person, not a person but like a person...A floating dead person hanging on a floating reed?"

"What mess, I don't understand, how can I draw such an ugly card."

Soon after, the light in Shen Wenle's bedroom went out, and the whole house was plunged into darkness that seemed to have solidified for a thousand years, and Shen Wenle was already asleep.

For some reason, Fang Zheng suddenly felt sleepy at this time. Although he was always vigilant, he couldn't suppress his sleepiness. His eyelids were too heavy to open.

Fang Zheng gradually fell asleep.

The moment Fang Zheng closed his eyes, the whole world plunged into total darkness.