The taxi parked at the north gate of Jinlan Community.

Jiang Zihua headed to the North Building.

Real estate developers are very creative, and every tall building built is named after a famous domestic university.

The Taipei Building is the one where the mother and daughter of the Li family live.

Before entering the Beida Building, everything outside was very normal. In the lively basketball court, children playing in pulley shoes, elderly middle-aged women gathered in the garden to dance square dance together. The music was deafening, but at the moment when Jiang Zihuan stepped into the Beida Building, a strange feeling inexplicably surged in his heart.

There is no light, and there is a ball of black paint around it.

Jiang Zihua took out his mobile phone to light it, and suddenly remembered that when he came in, no light was on in the entire building, maybe the power supply box was broken.

I can't get in the elevator, so I can only walk the stairs.

The footsteps sounded crisply on the quiet stairway, one after another, the timid one would probably be afraid of hearing their footsteps.

But Jiang Zihuan felt that the Beida Building was a bit incredible quiet, just like there was no one living in this building.

My heart sank little by little, and Jiang Zihuan remembered the phone call that Li's mother called her again. She always felt that something bad would happen, so she accelerated her pace of climbing up.

She was in good physical strength and climbed to the eleventh floor without breathing, while Li's mother's house was on the 19th floor.

Just as she was about to continue to move up, she heard someone shouting.

"Help!"

It was the voice of a young man. I don’t know what he met, but his voice was trembling.

Jiang Zihua pursed her lips and left with the sound.

As he got closer, Jiang Zihuan raised his phone and took a photo. He was a young man delivering food. When he ran, he accidentally staggered and fell on the cold ground. He wanted to stand up, but his legs became weak and his butt moved back inch by inch. In front of him, there was a short-haired woman in pajamas with a blank expression, her eyes widened, but her pupils were empty, just like...

The legendary Living Dead!

Jiang Zihua paused, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on the woman's walking feet.

On tiptoe!

It is exactly the same as Li Lan's walking posture before jumping off the building.

A chill couldn't help but rise from the soles of his feet.

"You... don't come over, I... won't hit a woman!" The young man was so scared that his hair stood up all over his body, and his face was about to cry without tears.

The short-haired woman ignored her and continued to walk towards him.

"Damn."

The delivery guy was so scared that he almost flew away, and he suddenly raised his foot and kicked her in the stomach.

The short-haired woman was like a thread-lifting puppet with a broken thread. She fell to the ground and rolled twice, but she didn't feel the pain, and stood up expressionlessly and pounced on her.

The delivery guy was strangled by a woman with short hair.

He didn't know that a woman had such great strength that even he, a big man, could not break free.

I was getting more and more difficult to breathe, and my face turned red.

He is about to be strangled to death by a woman.

fear.

The fear in my heart is about to overflow.

He doesn't want to die.

If he dies, he will not let her go even if he becomes a ghost.

The short-haired woman seemed to know his inner thoughts at the moment, and a strange smile appeared on her face, as if she was enjoying what she was like at the moment.

The absence of black mist hit the delivery guy's chest, which means that the evil thing was not in the woman's body, but was using some method to manipulate her.

"Stay."

Jiang Zihuan had already stepped forward and began to pull the woman's short-haired hand with both hands, trying to free the person.

The takeaway guy was already desperate, but when he heard someone come to save him, hope ignited in his eyes.

After pulling it, I realized that the short-haired woman's arms were as solid as a rock and could not be pulled open.

The delivery guy held his breath for a long time, and he could hardly hold it over.

"How many offensive!"

Jiang Zihua's eyes instantly sank after expressing his apology to the owner of his body.

The delivery guy could only hear the sound of bone breaking. It was his savior who broke the short-haired woman's hands.

He is really a man.

Women nowadays are better than the other.

In an instant, the delivery guy's breathing returned to normal. He pushed the short-haired woman with both hands, stood up and supported her legs and knees, gasping for breath, looking at her while gasping for breath. It would be fine if he didn't look at it, but he was startled. The short-haired woman got up again, and her eyes were white and blue.

Is it going to scare my brother to death?

Not.

"Don't stand there and run."

The delivery guy said with difficulty.

The two ran towards the entrance of the corridor.

Short-haired woman chasing her on tiptoe behind.

The two of them quickly closed the door at the entrance of the corridor.

The short-haired woman did not stop, and she bumped into each other and fell to the ground with a bang.

He was temporarily out of danger, and the delivery guy's legs became weak and he almost knelt on the ground again.

"Has that woman turned into a zombie?" The delivery guy began to think about it.

Jiang Zihuan did not answer his question, "If your legs are not weak, leave here quickly."

"What about you?" The delivery guy touched his nose embarrassedly. A man could not compare to a woman.

"Look for someone."

The delivery guy looked at the dark stairs and was scared. He didn't dare to leave, nor did he want to stay. Finally, he had a strong idea of ​​leaving. He swallowed, "I...I'm leaving, beauty, be careful."

Jiang Zihuan ignored him and continued to walk up.

"etc!"

Jiang Zihua looked back.

"I...I'm afraid of the darkness." The delivery guy was almost crying, and his mobile phone was left on the eleventh floor.

“·······”

Jiang Zihua gave him his cell phone, but he was in the dark and continued to walk upwards.

After walking down the floor, my steps suddenly stopped.

Only hear the sound of footsteps.

She couldn't help but hold her breath and clenched her fists.

Gradually, the footsteps were getting closer and closer.

Jiang Zihua saw a shadow vaguely, and his clenched fists had already accumulated strength.

The other party seemed to move faster than her. He didn't know what was holding and pressed against Jiang Zihuan's forehead, and his mouth was still muttering: "I'll destroy you, the monster!"

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Thank you 11 Yaoyaoyaoyao and Zhenzhen jean for the flowers.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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