Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 116 Floating Dead Man

Listening to two young voices coming from the sports equipment room,

Fang Zheng's heart stirred.

He quietly approached the door of the sports equipment room, then looked into the sports equipment room along the narrow gap of the door.

Bang!

Bang! Bang!

Just at this moment, a strange sound came from the sports equipment room, as if it was hitting something, hit it again and again, the sound was a little dull, it didn't sound like hitting something hard.

The light in the sports equipment room was not enough, and there was even some darkness. Fang Zheng got used to it for a long time before he gradually saw the indoor environment.

Rows and rows of basketball racks, messy tug-of-war ropes, batons, and high stacks of military green gym mats... From his perspective, he could only see a corner of the sports equipment room.

And Shen Wenle, the little fat man, just appeared in Fang Zheng's vision.

In front of Shen Wenle, there was a junior high school student. This junior high school student should be Han Peng.

But Han Peng turned his back to Fang Zheng. Fang Zheng could only see Han Peng's back, not Han Peng's face.

At this time, these two junior high school students, head to head, body half squat, as if they were doing something, because Han Peng blocked the line of sight, Fang Zheng could not see clearly.

Fang Zheng frowned quietly.

There seemed to be something strange in front of him, seeing Shen Wenle and b at the same time, which was completely different from the first time he went into the shade.

The first time she went into the underworld, she was also looking for the fourth missing girl, but that time, she only saw the fourth girl, and did not meet the three of her murdered girls.

But this time... He saw not only Han Peng, but also Shen Wenle, who had already died!

Fang Zheng did not show up.

Mr. Fu once told him that there were several taboos against walking yin. One was that living people and dead people were separated by yin and yang. Living people should not disturb the dead.

As long as the living do not disturb the dead, the world of the dead will not find the existence of the living and will not be repelled.

Otherwise, there would be great terror.

Even when a psychiatrist enters the mental world of a patient, over time, the psychiatrist may be affected and needs to find other psychiatrists regularly to help him with psychological problems. What's more, this is the spirit world of the dead. The world of the dead is more strange and evil than the world of the living.

Bang! Bang!

The strange sound of smashing things still came out. Shen Wenle and han peng met and were half-squatting. From the narrow gap of the door, they could see that Shen Wenle was holding something in his hand, as if he was smashing something.

"So much blood should be enough." It was Han Peng's voice.

Then Fang Zheng saw Shen Wenle casually throw away the things in his hands, gurgling, gurgling, the rolling sound of heavy objects coming from the sports equipment room.

Dong, finally rolled to the foot of the shelf and was blocked. It was a dumbbell.

At this moment, Fang Zheng heard the noise. Shen Wenle and Han Peng seemed to be leaving the sports equipment room. Fang Zheng quickly hid behind the building.

Although he did not take the initiative to disturb the world of the dead and those who remembered him would not see him, it was better to be cautious.

He kept his goal in mind and found out where Han Peng was.

This time, it was the mysterious side, the strange side, and the special side of the psychic divination. It was very likely that it was as dangerous as Bloody Marie and Bixian. Fang Zheng did not want any accidents or complications.

Then, Fang Zheng watched quietly in the dark as Shen Wenle and Han Peng left the sports equipment room.

From beginning to end, he could only see Han Peng's back.

When he watched the two junior high school students leave the playground, it was only then that Fang Zheng came out of the shadows.

Standing at the door of the sports equipment room, he first looked in the direction where Shen Wenle and Han Peng left, then looked in the direction of the sports equipment room.

Creak... Palm gently pushed open the door of the sports equipment room.

Fang Zheng did not know if there was a sense of smell in the spirit world of the deceased. When he touched the door of the sports equipment room and gently pushed it open, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

He frowned.

Fang Zheng looked around the room, then fixed his eyes on the spot where Shen Wenle and Han Peng were squatting. There was no dead body of a wild cat that Fang Zheng had imagined had been smashed in the head, only a black plastic bag wrapped several times around it.

Fang Zheng frowned, but he never entered the sports equipment room.

Just like that, he kept pushing the door open as if his eyes were thinking about something.

"Memory replay?"

Then, holding the faint blue light in his hand, Fang Zheng turned away from the sports equipment room and continued to chase Shen Wenle and Han Peng away.

Don't be curious.

Don't do anything superfluous.

Don't disturb the spirit world of the dead.

This was Mr. Fu's repeated advice!

...

Patter, patter.

Fang Zheng walked up the empty staircase with regular and gentle footsteps. It was a residential building. Fang Zheng finally stood in front of a house.

"Room 607 ..."

This is Shen Wenle's home.

Since leaving the sports equipment room, the light has been guiding Fang Zheng out of school.

So, is Shen Wenle home already...

In the black and white world, Fang Zheng tried to pull the handle of the security door gently, but the door opened easily, and the so-called security door was like nothing.

Shen Wenle was the only one in Shen Wenle's family. His parents didn't show up. This was a ghost town.

It was pitch dark inside shen wenle's house, as if he had entered the abyss of the world. It was so dark that he could not see his fingers. Only a weak light came from a bedroom whose door was ajar.

It wasn't the master bedroom, it was Shen Wenle's bedroom, and Fang Zheng approached it thoughtfully.

Through the crack in the door, Fang Zheng saw Shen Wenle sitting on the bed, but this time he did not see Han Peng.

At this moment, Fang Zheng noticed a small detail. The clock on the wall showed the time at 20: 31 pm.

"At night..." Fang Zheng saw Shen Wenle sitting on the bed and was about to play psychic divination.

Because Shen Wenle had already seen a set of cards spread out on the bed.

"Han Peng, according to the psychic divination, the best time is between eight and ten in the evening. I'm going to start playing."

Shen Wenle's voice came from the bedroom, but there was no Han Peng's voice. Fang Zheng understood that the two were in contact by phone.

Next, Fang Zheng only heard the sound of chopping cards, but he couldn't see everything in the bedroom.

"Scarecrow?"

Like a person, not a person, not a person, but a person... A dead person floating on a floating reed?"

"What a mess. I don't understand. How did I get such an ugly card?"

Not long after, the lights in Shen Wenle's bedroom went out, and the whole house fell into a darkness that seemed to have frozen for a thousand years. Shen Wenle had already fallen asleep.

For some reason, Fang Zheng suddenly fell asleep at this moment. Although he had always been vigilant, he could not help but fall asleep. His eyelids were so heavy that he could not open them.

Fang Zheng gradually fell asleep.

When Fang Zheng closed his eyes, the whole world fell into complete darkness.

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