The man's movements were neat and tidy, and he untied the tightly tied rope in Dandan's hand without hesitation. The rope left deep red marks on Dandan's delicate wrist, which was heartbreaking to see. After the man untied the rope, his eyes were full of concern. He walked over quickly with big strides, helped Dandan up steadily with both hands, and asked softly but worriedly: "Hey, dear girl, are you feeling okay?"
Dandan's face was as pale as paper, and there was still fear and panic in her eyes that had not yet dissipated, but she still nodded hard, her voice was as weak as a candle in the wind, and she trembled and said: "Thank you."
The man looked at Dandan's weak appearance, and a trace of pity rose in his heart. He waved his hand generously and said: "Don't mention it, it's nothing. It's my honor to help you." Then, as if he was afraid that Dandan would not remember it, he carefully and word by word told her how to leave Gushan. The serious appearance seemed as if this was the most important thing in the world. After saying that, the man turned around without stopping, and walked away with a firm step.
Dandan looked at the man's back, her eyes full of gratitude. She slowly turned her head and looked around. The surrounding scene was still gloomy and terrifying, which made her shudder. But she knew that she had to leave this terrible place as soon as possible. So she took a deep breath, supported the cold and damp wall with her hands, and took a difficult step. With every step, her body couldn't help but tremble, and her steps staggered as if she would fall at any time. But she gritted her teeth, moved one step at a time, stopped one step at a time, and walked back firmly.
Gradually, some light appeared in front. A glimmer of hope surged in Dandan's heart, and she quickened her pace. Finally, she saw the police who had been waiting outside for a long time. The faces of the police were full of anxiety and worry, and the moment they saw Dandan, they felt relieved. Dandan communicated with the police, and after a detailed understanding, she was surprised to find that two days had passed. During those two days, her family was anxious because they could not contact her, and finally chose to call the police.
Before getting in the police car, she couldn't help but look back at the entrance of Gushan again. That dark, deep, unknown and dangerous place made her feel lingering fear. At the same time, the figure of the mysterious man who heroically rescued her from Jin Yi emerged in her mind. She didn't know the man's name, where he came from, and she didn't even see his face clearly. But she could clearly feel that the man exuded an incomparable powerful aura, as if he was an insurmountable mountain, which made people feel extremely at ease and awed.
On the other hand, Bao Li was anxious to send the nutrients he had collected with great effort to Xu Ruian. His forehead was covered with sweat, his brows were furrowed, and he had only one thought in his mind: to deliver the things as soon as possible, and not to delay the big things.
But when he passed the long-abandoned cafeteria, he suddenly heard some strange movements. The sound was like someone whispering, or like objects colliding, intermittent and creepy. Baoli's footsteps stopped instantly, his heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, and his breathing became rapid.
This canteen has been abandoned for too long, and there is dust and cobwebs everywhere. The cabinets originally used to store food are empty, and there is no food to supply at all. But at this moment, this canteen, which is as quiet as a tomb, inexplicably floated with black smoke. The smoke was as thick as ink and spread quickly, making it difficult to see the surrounding scene.
In an instant, all the sounds seemed to be cut off by a big invisible hand and disappeared without a trace. The whole world seemed to fall into a dead silence, and only the spreading black smoke made people feel deep fear and uneasiness.
On the second floor of the canteen, there is an inconspicuous small room. This room was once called the teacher's canteen, but now it looks dilapidated. In the room, a large group of ghosts is gathered there. They are crowded together at an astonishing number, a total of sixty-seven.
The appearances of these ghosts are so bizarre that they make people dumbfounded. Some wear strange and colorful clothes, as if they came out of some absurd stage play; some have a distorted face with dislocated facial features, which makes people dare not look directly at them; some are as short as children, but have a pair of malicious eyes; some are more than two meters tall, like giants, but hunched over, and look very weird; some are hideous, with scars and wrinkles on their faces, as if they have experienced countless tortures and pains.
In short, their appearances are varied and unique, and each one makes people feel chilled. Some ghosts exude a faint yin aura, which is like cold mist, making people feel a chill on their skin. Their eyeballs are red, as if burning with a raging fire, full of endless resentment and anger. There is also a sticky, smelly liquid flowing from the corners of their mouths, and I don’t know if it is saliva or some disgusting secretion.
The origins of these ghosts are also different. Some look like humans, but their faces are haggard, and their bodies are illusory; some look like animals, such as wolf heads and snake bodies; and some are obviously former humans, but have become distorted and deformed due to some unknown force. There are even ghosts that look like cats and dogs, and their eyes still reveal their nostalgia and unwillingness for the world.
Their clothes are tattered, as if they have been torn into pieces by time and pain. The clothes are covered with stains and blood, and some of them can no longer see their original color and style. There is a strong stench all over the body, which is like a rotting corpse mixed with old soil, which makes people sick. Some of the bodies are still wrapped with black lines, which seem to have life and wriggle on the ghost's body. It looks extremely weird, as if it is some kind of evil curse or b*****e.
At this terrifying moment, a tall man walked into the room. His steps are firm and powerful, and there is no fear on his face. The man was wearing a black windbreaker, which swayed slightly in the wind, adding a bit of mystery and coldness to him.
All the ghosts turned their eyes to the man who suddenly broke in. Their eyes were full of surprise, greed and desire. After all, they hadn't seen a living person for a long time. The appearance of this man was like a light in the darkness, instantly igniting the desires and impulses deep in their hearts.
The man seemed unusually calm, and he looked up and down the room calmly. The room was a bit messy, with tables and chairs tilted here and there, and the walls were covered with strange portraits and symbols. The corners were filled with tattered books and sundries, exuding a stale atmosphere. The whole room looked a bit like a dilapidated bar, full of decadence and a desolate atmosphere.
The man didn't care about the hostile eyes of the surrounding ghosts, walked straight to the counter, and sat down on a shabby high stool. At this time, a ghost wearing shabby human skin staggered towards him. The ghost's face still had fragments of human skin, revealing the rotten muscles and bones underneath, which looked particularly terrifying. It asked in a hoarse voice: "Sir, what would you like to drink?"
The man picked up the stained menu on the table expressionlessly, glanced at it quickly, and then said coldly: "Just give me a cup of black tea."
"Okay sir, please wait a moment." The ghost said, turned around and prepared to prepare.
At this time, the other ghosts had quietly surrounded the man. They kept making low roars from their mouths, and the sound seemed to be a curse from the depths of hell, which made people's backs cold. But they just surrounded them and did not take further action for the time being.
Suddenly, a ghost stood up suddenly. Its nails instantly stretched out, becoming as sharp as a knife, flashing cold light. It quietly approached the man from behind, moving as lightly as a wild cat ready to hunt, intending to twist his head off when the man was not paying attention.
Just when it was about to succeed, the ghost's eyes were suddenly filled with extreme fear. It seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying, and its whole body froze instantly, unable to move.
With a loud "bang", a bullet shot like lightning and hit the ghost's body accurately. The powerful impact caused the ghost's body to burst instantly, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.
The other ghosts were enraged when they saw this. They no longer hesitated, roared in unison, and rushed towards the man like a tide.
The man's reaction was extremely quick. He raised the gun in his hand without hesitation and fired at the ghosts who rushed over.
The bullets shot out like raindrops, hitting one ghost after another. But these ghosts were not easily scared away. They stopped attacking and just stood there, looking at the man unwillingly. Their eyes were full of anger and resentment, but they were also full of fear of the gun in the man's hand.
At that moment, another bullet whizzed into the ghost group, and another ghost's head was instantly blown up, and brains splattered.
"Pah" another bullet, a ghost's head was smashed to pieces, like a broken watermelon.
"Pah" another bullet, a ghost's chest was ruthlessly pierced, the heart broke, and black blood gushed out.
"Pah" "Pah"............
Bolt after bullet ruthlessly shot into the ghost's body, and one ghost after another fell in a pool of blood. Their screams came one after another, echoing in the room, making people shudder.
"Shua" "Shua"............
Bullets kept flying out, one ghost after another fell, and the whole room instantly turned into a bloody hell.
Soon, the entire ghost group was wiped out. The ground was full of ghost corpses and blood, and the walls and ceiling were also splattered with blood.
The man looked coldly at the mess on the ground, put away the gun in his hand, turned around and walked towards the door. Just as he was about to reach out to turn the door handle, he suddenly seemed to feel something and quickly retracted his hand. Then, he moved as fast as lightning and quickly pulled out a sharp samurai sword from his waist.
He raised his hand and the knife fell, and with a "click", he fiercely split the door in half.
There was a scream outside the door, and a figure was hit by a sharp blade and fell to the ground. A closer look showed that the man was the ghost of human skin before.
The man didn't even look at it, and neatly put the knife into the scabbard, ready to leave this bloody and terrifying place.
However, there was a sudden violent noise from the corpse behind him. A huge and hideous demon broke out of the corpse.
The demon was huge, with bulging muscles and sharp thorns all over his body. Its eyes were blood-red and flames spewed out of its mouth.
The demon roared deafeningly, opened its bloody mouth, revealed its sharp teeth, and rushed towards the man fiercely.
The man stopped when he heard the noise. He turned slowly and faced the demon rushing towards him, without any fear on his face. On the contrary, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a sneer of disdain.
He calmly took out the gun that had just ended the lives of many ghosts from his arms and pointed it at the demon.
"Bang!"
With a gunshot, the demon's movements stopped instantly. But this shot did not completely destroy the demon, it was just injured, and rushed towards the man more frantically...