Nightmare Attack

Chapter 81
Fortunately, one end of the music classroom is stepped, and the overflowing water only stays under the first step.

After walking up the stairs, they finally said goodbye to the weird feeling of stepping in the water.

The rattling sound was driving them crazy.

Zhou Taifu tossed the water from his shoes, stared around, and lowered his voice involuntarily, "This place is too big, I'm afraid it's too late to search it all over."

"Try to search first, if you can't find anything, then talk about it," Yu Wen's original intention was not to want to separate.

Standing in their position and looking around, the darkness almost swallowed the whole place, and everything was shrouded in hazy.

The two start from the far left.

There are piles of equipment, which should be used during rehearsal, and it is troublesome to move back and forth, so I simply left it here.

Thinking that in less than 30 hours, they will be here at midnight for the third rehearsal, and the movements of the two of them have sped up a lot.

After a simple search, nothing special was found.

The two continued to walk in. Fortunately, in addition to Yu Wen's mobile phone, Zhou Taifu also borrowed a miniature flashlight from Feng Lan.

It was Feng Lan who took it off the keychain.

The light is not strong, it can only radiate a short distance, but it is better than nothing.

Zhou Taifu moved his steps cautiously. There were many colorful wires on the ground. At first glance, it looked like a web woven by spider spirits in a coiled silk hole.

He did his best to keep his feet high to avoid tripping over the wire.

10 minutes have passed, and the two have only searched a small area. At this speed, it is absolutely too late for them to withdraw before dark.

"No," Zhou Taifu straightened his waist, "Let's spread out a bit, so that the range can be larger."

Yu Wen didn't have a better way to see how she looked, so she nodded and replied, "Then you should be more careful and call me if you encounter a situation. Also," she said seriously, "There are too many obstacles here, some of which can block the view. Be careful in places like this."

Zhou Taifu nodded, "Okay, let's keep our distance within 10 meters."

Just when Zhou Taifu was about to turn around and search on the other side, Yu Wen suddenly shouted in the direction of the door, "Miss Feng!"

After half an hour.
"Miss Yu," came Feng Lan's response from the door, but judging from the sound, Feng Lan was obviously extremely frightened, "Please, please hurry up, it's so dark here."

After hearing Feng Lan's reply, Yu Wen felt relieved. She made a gesture to Zhou Taifu and the latter left.

Search on the other side.

But there is always a gap between the ideal and the reality. The two are racing against time. Slowly, they ignore the distance between them strangely, causing the distance between the two to get farther and farther.

The strange and inexplicable atmosphere gradually eroded them, they became more and more impatient, and their actions became much more violent.

Zhou Taifu rolled up his sleeves and moved out a cabinet that might seem problematic, but the final result showed that he thought too much.

The cupboard was exceptionally clean, with nothing in it.

Also in the crevices under the cabinets.

"crunch-"

A sudden screeching sound caught the breathless Zhou Taifu's attention. He turned his head to look around, except for Yu Wen's phone on the other side, which kept flashing, nothing unusual.

"What sound?" He frowned.

"crunch-"

As if playing hide-and-seek with him, as soon as he bent down, he heard another sound.

It made him almost shudder.

It wasn't the screeching screeching sound of the old door shaft being pushed, it was the rope, like it would snap in the next second due to embarrassment.

As a former mercenary, assassination is also one of the skills that must be mastered.

He once strangled a betrayal with a rope with his own hands, and the rope made this sound when the man was dying.

He didn't act immediately, but faced Yu Wen's direction and asked in a rather loud voice, "Did you hear anything?"

The lights over there flickered, and then Yu Wen's voice came, "No."

Her voice was calm, and Zhou Taifu couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"You keep some snacks," he looked around, reminding his companions.

It was darker than before, and where the outlines could still be seen, now there are only dark shadows left.

Zhou Taifu took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, which he took with him when he bought soy milk in the early morning.

He is not addicted to tobacco, but has an indescribable obsession.

Originated from mosquitoes raging in the jungles of Southeast Asia.

Veterans there smoke their own rolls of tobacco with ground leaves of a plant in it.

It's very refreshing to take a sip, and you won't be tired even if you don't sleep a night.

He once asked the old soldier the name of that plant, but Lao Ming pursed his scorched yellow teeth and told him with a smile that it was called Sang Jiji in their locality.

There is also a name, called dead grass.

This grass is very strange, it grows in the muddy ground where a lot of corpses are buried, and it only grows in places where fresh corpses are buried.

The old soldier grabbed his arm with calloused hands and said that he had seen with his own eyes that the grass came out of the dead man's arm.

At that time, Zhou Taifu was shocked.

First a small bud, then a little bit of nutrients are extracted from the flesh and blood, and finally the adult plant is 20 cm high.

blood red blood red.

Can be seen from far away.

"That's human flesh and blood in it," the old soldier restrained his smile, crossed his muddy legs in straw sandals, and stared into the distance.

There was something Zhou Taifu couldn't understand in his eyes.

"Baby," the old soldier didn't even look at him, his voice was as rough as grit when he smoked cigarettes all the year round, "Listen to my advice, let's go, while you can still go, get out of here, go wherever you want, and never do it again. return."

"But I only got half of my commission," Zhou Taifu said, as if he couldn't bear to interrupt the old soldier's thoughts, he half coaxed and half comforted: "I'll quit after finishing this vote, go home, get married, and live a stable life. go."

The veteran also seemed to see his prevarication, and after sighing, he stopped talking.

The rough homemade cigarettes were burning between his fingers, the flames burning brightly like blood, and when he took a sip, the whole nose was filled with the sweet smell of blood.

The veteran finished smoking a cigarette, patted his butt, and left without saying hello, carrying the Akka 47 rifle whose handguard had been broken several times.

His trousers were so dirty that no color could be seen. One end of the trousers was rolled up, and the other end dripped directly under his feet, stepping in the muddy water, making a "clack-clack-clack" sound.

Just as Zhou Taifu was about to get up and leave, he inadvertently noticed that there was a stone under the position where the veteran was sitting cross-legged.

No, he looked carefully, it was no ordinary stone.

That is a monument.

There are also inscriptions in local characters on the stele.

I don't know how many years have passed, and the inscriptions have been severely eroded by wind.

He was relatively unfamiliar with the local language, so he could only squinted and read word by word——

"Hands. Blood-stained. No return."

　The third shift is over, thank you brothers for your support! !
slept slept
　
(End of this chapter)