"Hey, wait for me, I..."
Wang Qing's bending movement froze in place, and the hand he extended forward also stopped in mid-air.
She lowered her head and looked at her loose shoelaces.
He raised his head again and looked at the empty street ahead.
There was no trace of Xie Xiaoyu on the street.
Just now, Wang Qing's shoelaces came apart.
She looked at Xie Xiaoyu walking in front and wanted to catch up.
So that Xie Xiaoyu could help take the garbage bag in her hand, and she could have her hands free and bend down to tie her shoelaces.
But who would have expected that as soon as she quickened her pace, Xie Xiaoyu also quickened her pace.
Xie Xiaoyu walked as fast as she walked.
Wang Qing didn't notice at all, and staggered because of his shoelaces.
Wang Qing was about to call out to Xie Xiaoyu to stop and wait for him.
But before she could finish her words, Xie Xiaoyu suddenly started running.
Such a thin girl can run very fast.
In a flash, he disappeared from Wang Qing's sight.
Only a few of Wang Qing's unfinished words were left, dissipated in the wind:
"Tie your shoelaces..."
A few fallen leaves swirled and slowly fell from the sycamore tree on the roadside.
It was blown away by the cold wind in front of Wang Qing's eyes.
"You were running... too fast."
Wang Qing stared blankly at the place where Xie Xiaoyu disappeared.
After a long while, he finally managed to choke out a sentence.
Wang Qing sighed, bent down, and put aside the garbage bag in his hand.
She knelt down, ready to tie her shoelaces first, and then catch up.
The garbage bag fell to the ground with a "thud" sound.
The light from the street lamp shone through the opened mouth of the bag, revealing a fresh severed finger inside.
Those fingers are a little different from ordinary people.
Ordinary people have three knuckles, but that finger only has two knuckles.
Wang Qing quickly tied up his shoelaces, picked up the plastic bag in his hand, and continued walking forward.
Before I knew it, thick fog had filled the surroundings.
Xie Xiaoyu walked alone in a thick fog.
Without Wang Qing's company, she fell into a brief confusion, not knowing where to go.
I don't know if I was right in choosing to run away quickly just now.
What if, the thing that followed her before was not Wang Qing.
So, when was Wang Qing replaced?
Where did the real Wang Qing go?
Xie Xiaoyu couldn't figure this out.
She could only recall over and over again the voices she heard on the phone before.
Xie Xiaoyu guessed that that should be some key clue.
Perhaps, it is closely related to how to leave this street.
Xie Xiaoyu walked forward step by step.
In order to prevent herself from losing her direction in the fog, she focused on the light of the street lamp seeping out from the thick fog in front of her.
The whole street was deserted.
In the fog, Xie Xiaoyu couldn't see his surroundings clearly.
He couldn't hear any other sounds except his own footsteps and breathing.
It seemed that she was the only one existing between heaven and earth, walking alone in loneliness.
No, that’s not right——
Xie Xiaoyu suddenly felt something was wrong.
It's not just her voice.
Xie Xiaoyu swallowed and clenched his back molars unconsciously.
She deliberately lowered her breathing.
Lift your feet and put them down.
Lift your foot again, then lower it.
Repeat this walking process.
Suddenly, her pupils shrank violently.
She heard it!
Overlapping with my own footsteps was another footsteps!
It's not just her!
The faster Xie Xiaoyu's footsteps, the faster the sound of those footsteps.
The slower Xie Xiaoyu's footsteps became, the slower the sound of his footsteps also slowed down.
It was like there was something clinging tightly to her back, moving along with her walking movements.
Is that guy catching up?
Xie Xiaoyu immediately thought of Wang Qing, who was walking with him before.
She quickly lowered her head and looked at her feet, trying to see the shadow.
But the fog was too thick.
She couldn't even see the shadow clearly.
what to do?
Keep running?
Xie Xiaoyu suddenly thought of what he had seen on the bulletin board before.
Rule No. 9, [When you hear footsteps behind you, it’s best to run quickly (this sentence has been crossed out and added later), stand still and stay quiet! The sound of running will attract him! 】
Xie Xiaoyu didn't know whether he should stop at this time and stand still and keep quiet.
This rule has obviously been changed.
She couldn't tell whether the one that was crossed out was correct or the one that was added later was correct.
Xie Xiaoyu immediately thought that he had actually run once just now.
When she was chased by the thing disguised as Wang Qing, she had already run and successfully got rid of the guy temporarily.
So, the one that is crossed out is the correct one?
Xie Xiaoyu took a deep breath, kicked off his legs, and ran forward.
The next second,
Xie Xiaoyu was like a broken doll, being thrown up high and then fell back to the ground.
"Pfft——"
It was the sound of flesh and blood being penetrated.
Xie Xiaoyu opened his eyes wide.
She saw her vague shadow in the thick fog, like oil, flowing thickly on the ground.
From the shadow, a huge, dark bone spur emerged, spreading upward in a twisted posture.
The sharp tip of the bone spur pierced her chest.
She was like a piece of rotten meat, being picked on this twisted instrument of torture.
"Well……"
Dark red blood dripped down the corner of Xie Xiaoyu's mouth.
Xie Xiaoyu's throat was squirming, and he could only make a breathy sound of "ho ho" and could not say a word.
…
Three seconds later, Xie Xiaoyu stood on the same spot again.
The severe pain still remained in the chest.
On the ground in front of her, a green bamboo pole lay there.
At the break of the bamboo pole, there was a trace of bright red blood.
Can't run.
These three words echoed crazily in Xie Xiaoyu's brain.
[The sound of running will attract him! 】
Xie Xiaoyu's brain was running rapidly.
At this moment, her consciousness was particularly clear under the severe pain and intense fear.
The thing following her now was hiding in her shadow.
This is not the Wang Qing from before.
Xie Xiaoyu realized that maybe it was when he ran away from Wang Qing quickly before.
The sound of her running attracted him.
How to do?
What could she do to get rid of this thing in the shadow?
Standing still, motionless?
Just when Xie Xiaoyu was at a loss,
In the thick fog ahead, there were suddenly a few slight dog barks.
"Woof woof..."
The sound was very soft.
If Xie Xiaoyu's nerves were not tense, it would be almost undetectable.
"Woof woof, woof woof..."
The barking of dogs kept ringing ahead.
Rule 7, [The dog will protect you for a short time. While the dog is still alive. 】
Maybe the dog was showing her the way?
This thought suddenly flashed through Xie Xiaoyu's mind.
At least, the first half of Rule 7 has been verified before.
Xie Xiaoyu bit his lips tightly, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
He didn't run, and he didn't choose to stop and stand where he was.
She maintained her normal walking speed, followed the direction of the dog's barking, and slowly walked there.
In the thick fog, Xie Xiaoyu could not see the dog.
But the sound of barking dogs continued to sound, sometimes far and sometimes near.
Guiding her the way.
Xie Xiaoyu followed the direction of the dog's barking and walked step by step.
At the same time, she noticed that
The sound of another footsteps overlapped with my own.
It's becoming clearer.
