"I haven't had a good sleep. I woke up as soon as the system settled at twelve o'clock. Later, I heard that a woman smashed the door in the other side of your room, and I lay down honestly. Who knew that it was almost frozen into a popsicle not long after."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Zhang Yu's handsome face was a little scared: "I was so scared that I thought I had triggered the death condition without knowing it, and my mind was also confused. Fortunately, Captain, you arrived in time to let me see clearly that this is an illusion."

Yu Xing simply told the story of what happened in the corridor, including the fact that someone became a flesh-and-blood ghost. He pointed at the door casually: "That flesh-and-blood should still be inside. Should I go and have a look with me?"

"No, no, captain, I'd better go to other rooms to find information." Zhang Yu was frightened when he thought of the ghost he saw in the backyard. Even the mute who had the soul-suppressing spirit died under such a thing!

"There should be information about heavy snow in Nanshui Town hidden in these rooms, and those are more suitable for me."

"I want to go in and take a look." Lan Wu suddenly said.

He is different from Zhang Yu. His abilities are the same as most people. They are used to deal with supernatural scenes. Danger is common. He has to make progress and cannot always count on President Medusa.

Hua Subai spread his hands and said that he was waiting in the corridor for a while. Yu Xing pushed open the door opposite him and went in with Lan Wu to check.

The rooms of Dark Star members are exactly the same as theirs, and the gap is simple. At first glance, the difference between them and the empty room is only a travel bag next to the bed.

It was a travel bag carried by Dark Star members, and they were placed within reach before lying down.

In addition, the air in this room was filled with a new smell of blood that had not had time to completely spread. The closer it was to the corner, the richer it became.

The only corner that cannot be seen at a glance is the corner blocked by the table.

Yu Xing stepped forward directly, Lan Wu followed closely. The two of them only staggered the angle and saw a pile of bloody things behind the desk.

The beach of things cannot be said to be completely rotten. After all, it can still fix itself in the corner and shrink it, but it looks really not good, and it can't tell the difference between the head, body and limbs.

The flesh and blood kept wriggling in place, and the vents on the meat were opened and closed, as if they were still breathing.

Lan Wu frowned slightly.

This scene reminded him that when he was in college, the relationship between the four people in the dormitory was very good. Because the school dormitory conditions were really simple, they moved out to share the rent in their sophomore year.

The third child, who is ranked in the age of the third child, is very good at cooking. I heard that his father works as the chef in the restaurant. After they move out, as long as they don’t want to eat a certain takeaway, the third child usually cooks, and the other three take turns to buy groceries.

Lan Wu, who has never done anything since he was a child, went to the vegetable market for the first time. When buying meat, he saw that the butcher was holding a sharp bone-clearing knife and easily scratched the large fresh meat pieces for a few easy strokes to mark the part that the customer wanted.

That kind of knife was too fast. When the meat was cut off, the neat surface was still undulating and pulsing violently, as if it was still breathing.

The pile of flesh and blood in front of him was exactly the same as the impression left in his eyes at that time.

The meat seems to have life, and when it is chopped, breathing in pain and silently, bringing a san-like impact to people.

"Can it move?" Lan Wu couldn't help but ask.

What I saw in the backyard was similar to the one in front of me. The flesh and blood ghost was very agile and unpredictable.

This one looks like the meat on the chopping board and does not resist.

Yu Xing looked at the wriggling pieces of meat and noticed a hint of obscure hatred. He chuckled: "Not only can you move, but you should also have thoughts."

The ghost in red-clothed house on the second floor of Wuwujuejue has a strong hatred for the living deducer. That kind of hatred is hating the injustice of life, and it cannot come out of thin air.

These deducers who have become flesh and blood ghosts may even have thoughts alienated, but the flesh and blood are too abstract, making people unable to realize this thing at the first time and can still think.

"You mean... they still remember what happened?" Lan Wu's pupils tightened for a moment. If that's the case, wouldn't it be even more terrifying?

I was still a living person in the last second, but the next second I found that I had lost my skin and bones, and turned into an ugly monster. I could still think and remember, which was even more cruel than dying directly.

Before entering the deduction, he was just an ordinary college student.

No matter how many advanced knowledge and ideas he had learned in advance, or how many things he had never done before, that kind of empathy could not be completely erased in less than half a year.

Yu Xing noticed his little thoughts and glanced at him unexpectedly.

"Don't worry, even if you can think and have memories, this is not the original him. When the blood alienates his body, even his thinking cannot escape. You may not be able to understand..."

Yu Xing squatted down and approached the pile of flesh and blood. The sound in his mouth also became a little lighter: "When thoughts become monsters, we will not miss it too much and are still human."

"All the good memories of being alive will be shattered with the hatred and torture in my heart. Even if the memory is still there, the emotion that was never found at that time."

"The only thing that can support the existence of monsters is hatred and resentment. They attack us not because they envy us for being alive, but because they hate us. Why are we not tortured like them?"

"Can this alienation be accomplished in an instant?" Lan Wu looked at Yu Xing's back squatting down, and vaguely felt that there seemed to be a lot of things hidden in Yu Xing's tone that he could not grasp now.

That was not something he could go into in-depth. He just finally met a senior who was willing to tell him these things except Medusa. Therefore, some of the doubts that had been buried in his heart for a long time were just enough to ask at this moment.

"Even if I wish my companions to live well in the last second of my life, I will hate my companions whom I once tried my best to protect without hesitation?" Lan Wu was stunned.

Yu Xing turned his head and met the white-haired young man with a gaze as if he was seeking to prove something.

The young man probably got used to showing what she liked beside Medusa, and pretending to be calm and composed has become a habit engraved in his bones.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! But when asked this question, the young man's face under his white hair finally revealed the confusion of a boy of this age.

The thin body stood there like a wooden stake nailed to the spot, bound by the questions he asked, and penetrated into the deeper black abyss inch by inch.

Yu Xing curled his lips and gave the other party a positive answer: "Yes."

"The moment you become a monster, it is no longer the person you know. You can think of it as... a ghost that occupies your friend's body. It not only controls your friend's body, but also tries to hurt you by using your friend's protection."

"Therefore, the change in attitude is not because the living regrets it, but because the monster after death betrays the will of the living."

Lan Wu's eyes trembled, and the Adam's apple slid up and down, swallowing the feeling of being blocked in his throat.

Yu Xing's tone was obviously not gentle, but instead had a certain sharpness, but this was the gentlest thing Lan Wu heard.

And for some reason, every word Yu Xing said makes people want to believe it and makes people willing to not look for other possibilities.

That's right, it was the third brother who made him bury this doubt for a long time.

Since moving out, the four people in the dormitory have become more intimate. No one happened to have a girlfriend and only played with his brothers all day long. After getting along for a long time, they are almost the same as their family.

The nightmare came in the second semester of junior year. A new beautiful girl came to the apartment building where they lived. She was said to be a freshman from the same university as them. Because of special reasons, she was allowed to live in the freshman year and not live in the school.

The schoolgirls are not very cheerful, quiet and don’t like to talk, but every time they see them, they will greet them with a smile, and they are all in the same building, and there are only a few times at the end of get out of class. They have met many times in just two weeks.

The third brother fell in love with this junior girl, but he just said that his feelings were not strong, but more about appreciation.

Because the schoolgirl's personality is really good, although it is not as bright and lively as many girls, her calm personality and a bit thin body just attract the third child.

After a month of delay, the third brother confirmed that he was not willing to be sexually accused. He and his brothers discussed that they should take the initiative to learn more about their juniors, and then chase them slowly so as not to scare her.

Lan Wu and the other two roommates said they would help the third brother inquire, such as the school girl’s preferences, good friends, disgusting behaviors, etc.

But before they could take action, they heard a message from the class gossip.

A very beautiful girl jumped off a building in her freshman year.

The sharing of gossip is naturally getting deeper and deeper. They just listen to it and sigh a few words of regret. As a result, the more they talk, the more they find that the girl they call is very similar to a schoolgirl.

The appearance, dressing style, and the same color. The final word is that it is the only special case in the freshman year who cannot live on campus.

Only then did they realize that several girls in the school class were united in her roommates and some male classmates to make pornographic rumors about her, collective isolation, etc.

Her family is several cities separated from her school. Although her parents are alive, they are as busy as if they are dead. When they call, they only care about her studies, how many awards she has won, and whether she can get a scholarship.

She has been asked to be excellent since she was a child, and her schoolmate has long been unable to breathe. Because her parents cannot see anything other than studying, she rarely had social time when she was a child and had very little experience with others.

Faced with bullying, she neither wanted to talk to her parents nor could she find a good way to deal with it. She endured it alone and committed suicide once.

Cut the wrist, but it didn't die.

The reason why the school agreed to her junior's application for residence was because her junior suffered from depression and left the dormitory that made her desperate with the excuse of treatment.

The month and week after moving to the apartment was the easiest time for the junior girl to live in her life.

Unfortunately, although the isolation of her has ended with that flesh-and-blooded wrist cut, the impact will not disappear.

The people who knew her looked at her as if they were saying, "Shh, this is the girl who committed suicide. Be careful when you get along with her, be careful to stimulate her."

The junior still didn't come out and jumped down without warning on the roof of the teaching building.

Some people's grievances will only be well-known and accepted by the public when they are irreversible, and this is a little lucky than those who can't change others' ideas even if they die.

Lan Wu and the others regretted it very much after knowing the whole story, especially the third brother. He regretted why he didn't get to know the junior sister earlier. Maybe the result of the matter would be different if it was earlier.

They were in a heavy mood that day, and after the last class, they returned to the apartment silently.

...They met their junior again in the elevator.

As usual, the schoolgirl greeted them with a smile, and her clean clothes were stained with dark brown.

The black and straight hair was draped behind the head, but half of her face and body were twisted and twisted.

Lan Wu couldn't remember what expression they had escaped from the stairs back to the room, and only remembered that all the guilt, regret and pity disappeared in the fierce heartbeat and fear.

That's a ghost, it's a ghost.

What is she going to do when she comes back?

At two o'clock in the morning, the schoolgirl jumped out of the upstairs window and smashed on their balcony.

The schoolgirl, who had been completely distorted, struggled to get up from the ground, and the blood stained their balcony red.

She lay on the transparent balcony glass door and spoke to them silently.

The third brother really likes her, and she is really a pitiful person.

In addition to fear, the third brother walked up step by step and asked her what she wanted to say through the glass door.

He couldn't hear it and didn't dare to open the door directly. The third brother put his ears on. The scene was so scared that Lan Wu and his two other roommates were so angry that they didn't dare to let out.

Not long after, the third brother stood up blankly. A gust of wind passed and the junior sister disappeared, leaving only the blood stains that were smashed to tell them that this was not an illusion.
To be continued...