Zuo Jing left the position closest to the door. The three of them did not gather together for warmth, but immediately dispersed, each occupying a position and keeping a certain distance from each other.
According to common sense, ghosts will only attack one person at a time, but if they get together, it will be difficult to tell. No one wants to be the one who is implicated.
Holding their breaths, the three of them stared at the door and the closed window.
"sand--"
"sand--"
The sound of heavy objects being dragged became more and more obvious, and the distance became closer and closer. Judging from the sound, the other party had already arrived in front of the door, but... under the thin moonlight, what came to the door was... No shadow was left on the door paper.
After Qin Jian died, the mist on the lake and the dark clouds that originally shrouded the sky dispersed.
Tonight is a rare full moon.
But at this time, no one was bothered about the moon issue. Masters Liao Zhi, Zuo Jing, and Chen Qiang all looked surprisingly ugly.
Especially the teacher Liao Zhi, his eyebrows were tightly knitted together and veins appeared on the back of his hands.
A terrifying idea emerged in the mind of teacher Liao Zhi.
Could it be that the guy outside climbed all the way out of the lake, so...
"boom!"
The sudden knock on the door was like a kitchen knife, cutting off his thoughts.
"boom!"
"boom!"
...
After a few more knocks, the door shook violently, and the sound of knocking on the door gradually moved upwards, as if something originally lying on the ground was gradually getting up.
The next second, Master Liao Zhi's pupils couldn't help but tremble, and then he took a breath of air.
On the door less than three meters away from him, a bloody handprint suddenly appeared.
Blood dripped around the handprints, soaking the paper on the door bit by bit. It was hard to imagine what kind of injury would leave so much blood. What was even more frightening was that there was blood flowing in on the ground next to the crack in the door. .
Under the weak candlelight, it glowed with an eerie luster.
A shadow about the same height as an ordinary person quietly reflected on the door.
Master Liao Zhi's throat rolled silently. He could even imagine the movements of the guy standing outside. A bloody hand was pressed against the door, and blood was pouring out of his broken body...
"It's me." The person outside spoke, and as he spoke, there were constant coughing sounds, as if his throat was filled with blood, "Open... open the door quickly."
It was Qin Jian's voice, and his teacher Liao Zhi couldn't help but be startled.
He seemed to be seriously injured. He was out of breath when talking, as if he couldn't survive much longer.
How could it be Qin Jian?
Isn't he already dead? The ghost pressed him on his back and his spine was broken.
Can you survive such an injury...?
No, it's impossible, it must be a ghost outside!
Master Liao Zhi tightened his lips and said nothing.
Qin Jian outside seemed to know what they were worried about. He was breathing heavily and making intermittent sounds, like a dilapidated old bellows.
"I...I'm not dead." He leaned against the door and spoke with difficulty: "You...you must believe me. I was attacked by a ghost, but... .But the ghost has already killed Yuqi, so I...ahem...ahem..."
"I survived..."
Hearing this, Master Liao Zhi was stunned for a moment, and then an indescribable chill emerged from his heart.
Yuki?
The person who died was Youqi? !
"I hid by the lake and saw the ghost turn into his appearance after killing You Qi..." Qin Jian's voice could not suppress the fear, "I saw with my own eyes that he found you, but I...but I dare not go there..."
"I don't even dare to go back, so...ahem..." The spray of blood sprayed the white door paper into a bright red, "You... please..." You must believe me."
"Otherwise...otherwise you will be the next one..."
Qin Jian's last words directly penetrated into the heart of his teacher Liao Zhi. The painting had already appeared in their room. Although Chen Qiang said that he would not die immediately, how convincing were his words as a newcomer?
After the teacher Liao Zhi noticed that the female ghost in the painting was staring at him, he immediately realized that he was also being stared at, although he did not yet know why.
Almost subconsciously, he turned his head and glanced at the location of the painting.
But the next second, I couldn't look away anymore.
The blood on his face faded completely, and a cool breeze seemed to rush out from the back of Master Liao Zhi's head. The blood in his veins seemed to be frozen, and his veins were filled with ice stubble.
He opened his mouth slightly, but no sound came out.
The woman in the painting is very different from what I have seen before.
It is no longer the beautiful dancing posture, but the whole body is swollen, making the red costume bulge, especially the face, which is completely blurred, the rotten flesh hangs down uncontrollably, and a pair of eyes are buried deep in the rotten flesh. Exudes a stunning light.
What's even more frightening is that the swollen woman is holding her hands outwards and stretching one leg out, as if she is trying to squeeze out of the painting.
And the direction her face was facing... was none other than Master Liao Zhi.
Oops......
What Qin Jian said is true! Master Liao Zhi's eyes widened, that...that You Qi is a ghost!
And now the ghost has learned that he has been exposed and is coming to kill him!
Without any further hesitation, Master Liao Zhi immediately rushed towards the door. He wanted to escape, as far away as possible. It was best... it was best that no one could find him!
He doesn't need help from others, he can survive on his own.
But just as he was running towards the door, something suddenly tripped under his feet, and he fell to the ground.
Make a "bang" sound.
The fall was very serious, but teacher Liao Zhi couldn't care less about it at the moment. He struggled and crawled towards the door with all his strength. As he climbed, he shouted, "No! Don't touch me!" He shouted hysterically, " let me go!"
Finally, just before touching the door, his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.
"Huh——, Huh——"
The one who gasped violently was Chen Qiang. His whole body was pressed against his teacher Liao Zhi, but he still couldn't hold him down. Fortunately, Zuo Jing made a quick decision and knocked out his teacher Liao Zhi.
Raising his head and staring at the door less than one meter away from him, Chen Qiang licked his lips and said in a low voice: "It's that painting..."
"Yes." Zuo Jing nodded. She stood up slowly and removed the knee that was pressing on her teacher Liao Zhi's back. The large costume restricted her mobility, otherwise there would be no need for her to be in such an awkward situation.
They all saw clearly that the vision only happened after the teacher Liao Zhi took a look at the painting.
But the strange thing is...the two of them looked at the painting, but they didn't see anything wrong, at least on the surface.
"Stop looking." Zuo Jing said softly, "When it gets daylight, call everyone over and join us."
Chen Qiang was not surprised by Zuo Jing's choice. Now that everyone knew the existence of the painting, it was no longer a secret that needed to be kept.
It's more like a tacit understanding to some extent.
