I Have an Adventure House

"Who is that? Looking a bit familiar, is it a passenger in the car?" The drunkard just said that the street is safer than in the house, and the anomaly appeared before the voice fell on the road. He suspected that there was something that he could not see. His eyes kept watching him, and his every move was seen by the other party.

"He is beckoning me? The fog is filled, I can't see his face clearly, he should also not see my face, in this case, a normal person should not take the initiative to say hello to others."

Everyone is forced out. After the horrible things just now, the drunkard has obviously become smart and has begun to try to think differently.

The silhouette of the man in the fog gradually became clear, and the other party seemed to be walking towards him.

"No, I want to stay away from him."

The drunkard obviously felt the other party's speed increasing, he dared not respond, and turned and ran.

"If he is a person, he should be able to speak without saying a word, and even if he thinks about it, he feels that there is a problem."

The road was also unsafe, and the drunkard felt desperate in his heart, and he did not know where to go.

"The most important thing now is to meet with other passengers. I will be killed alone sooner or later." The drunk man ran forward for a distance, he had no bus along the way, and he ran more and more guilty. The surrounding buildings are all the same, and the bus is my only reference. "

A vague figure could be seen vaguely in the thick fog behind him, and the person who just waved him just followed behind, keeping a distance from him.

"Damn, what is this again? Why keep following me?" The drunk man speeded up and ran to the next intersection in one breath.

The bus still didn't see it. When the drunkard hesitated to go that way, he suddenly found that there was a silhouette of a person across the road, and someone was waving at him!

"How did that thing come in front of me ?! He should be far away from me!"

Despair seemed to climb into the heart with spiked thorns. The drunkard didn't know what to do. It seemed that he could see the man no matter where he went.

"What should I do?" Thirty years of life experience could not give him any help at this time. People across the road were still beckoning to him, blurry outlines, shaking arms, looking like a pendulum representing death.

"Even if I fled to other streets again, this monster might still follow me, no way, fight with it!"

The drunken man gritted his teeth, clutching the bone chopper from the kennel kitchen.

He has never killed a chicken like this in Dalian, but at this moment, a cruel thought appeared in his mind.

"Calm down, don't be afraid!" If you stay in the blood fog for a long time, you will be affected by the blood fog. This drunkard didn't realize that he had red eyes and bloodshot eyes, and it looked like he was suffering. Like a long night, it was completely different from when he first got on the bus.

Because for the first time, the drunkard's heart was beating very fast. He held the bone chopper in his hands and walked towards the road beside him in a very awkward posture.

The silhouette of the man was still waving at him, the closer he was, the clearer the drunkard could see.

"So familiar, where should I meet, is he also a passenger in the car?"

The drunk man walked to the middle of the road and he shouted at the man: "Hey! What's your name?"

There was no response. The man waved his hand a little, but suddenly approached him.

In a blood-red city, an empty road, the two are getting closer and closer.

As the other party kept getting closer, the drunkard felt the familiar feeling again in his heart.

"It's too much. I must have seen him somewhere."

The blood mist was thick, and the drunk man clenched his knife. He moved his footsteps and finally walked through the fog to the man.

The other person was covered with blood, the lower abdomen was soaked, and there was a thin black line where the legs and upper body connected, as if the body had been separated, and it was reassembled together.

Seeing the man's dress, the drunkard had already retreated. He felt very horrified, but the other party also gave him a sense of inexplicable familiarity. He must have seen this person before.

"who are you?"

There was almost a blank in his mind, and the drunkard did not know why the mirror asked these three words. His hand holding the knife was shaking all the time.

"This road is divided into two sides, one for the living and the other for the dead." The weird head slowly raised, and below the messy hair was a face exactly like the drunkard, with vicious and horrified eyes protruding outward. From now on, his body seemed to be supported by bones. He threw himself directly at the drunkard, tearing his mouth to the sides, and a sharp voice completely different from the drunkard came out of his throat: "I am you! You are very dead! "

When he saw that the monster looked the same as himself, the drunkard's psychological defense line had collapsed. He had no intention of resisting at all, and grabbed the knife and turned to run.

This time he didn't even have time to distinguish the direction. He felt that every nerve was about to break, and he tried his best to run in a certain direction.

He didn't know where the end point was, nor where he was safe, he just ran everything.

The whole body is sore, and the lungs are as if burned, the world in his eyes slowly fades, and the drunkard feels that he can no longer breathe.

"Can't run"

This is a world of total despair, and the only choice for living people here is to enter different buildings and choose different ways of death.

"No one can live here, they will die, everyone will die"

The consciousness was blurred, and the drunk man, with his last breath, ran into the building closest to him.

The main color is white. This seems to be the only private hospital in Liwan Town. It covers a small area and is just a three-story building.

"father"

"Shut up." The middle-aged man gasped for breath. He hid inside the safe passage and would look out from time to time.

After a few minutes, without hearing footsteps, he leaned back against the wall and slowly sat down: "I have seen disobedient passengers before, and they were sent into a door by the people in the dark building. This place is the same, filled with blood mist. This is not the place where the living people should come, and blame that guy! I will kill him if I get a chance! "

The more he wanted, the more angry he was, watching the women and boys around him getting angry, kicking on the woman's thighs: "Since marrying you dumb, I haven't had a good day!"

The woman's mouth made a babble sound, and she seemed to be afraid of the man. She covered her legs and took a step back ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ but still guarding in front of the little boy.

"father"

"Don't call me like a debt collector." The middle-aged man looked around, his face was not too good: "I just patrolled the escape, why didn't I run into the hospital without paying attention? This place is unlucky, When the monster is gone, you must leave quickly. "

Even if "Daddy" was quarreled, the boy kept calling his father.

After being called several times in a row, the middle-aged man finally realized that it was wrong. If he was angry at ordinary times, the boy would admit his mistake or be scared to speak, and he would not dare to resist.

"what is it call?"

"Just a little brother just posted a piece of paper on your back." The boy pointed to the middle-aged man's back.

"On my back ?!" The middle-aged man blew his hair at once, reached for his back, and pulled off a case list.

The front of the list says that the patient is dead, and the back of the list says a few words "Come to me?"