Yes... Jiang Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly, it was water.

No, it's just a footprint!

Wet footprints!

While seeing the footprints clearly, Chen Mengyun's eyes paused, and after a moment, cold sweat instantly wet her back.

The footprints were heading towards the door, and the door was covered with a faint lock, and the lock on it was unknown where it was. The most terrifying thing was that there were only footprints for entering the door, but no footprints for leaving!

My throat couldn't help but roll up and down, and then I looked at the vacant dormitory door, and everyone's faces changed.

The demon of the heart...is inside.

It's just a door from them.

Thinking further down, Chen Mengyun's chest was undulating and his breathing became more and more rapid. If... if Jiang Cheng didn't take her upstairs, she would stay in the dormitory alone, then now she... No, no, what would happen to her not long ago?

She will be replaced quietly by the Insect Erosion Demon...

Jiang Cheng pinched her arm, and Chen Mengyun broke free from fear. Everyone retreated quietly, away from the door.

Then, walk out quickly along the corridor.

With the discovery in front of the dormitory door, everyone became more and more careful about the ground under their feet, and soon, they found more wet footprints, right next to the wall.

The footprints continued intermittently and continued to the dormitory gate, and finally broke in front of the doorman's room.

It can be seen that the footprints first came out of the doorman's room and then went to Chen Mengyun dormitory.

The door of the room was closed, and it was quiet inside, and the lights were not turned on.

Huai Yi swallowed his saliva, his eyes full of anxiety, and he whispered: "We... haven't seen the gatekeeper for a long time?"

Just this simple sentence seemed to stir up the surrounding environment and make everyone more uneasy, because he was right, and it was indeed a long time since no one saw the old man.

When did it start? Jiangcheng recalls.

It seems that it was from yesterday... or the day before, because they were in a hurry every day, and the impression left by the gatekeeper on them was very strange, so no one thought about looking for him on his own initiative, so if he could, he would avoid him.

"Do you want it..." Chen Mengyun lowered her voice and looked at Jiang Cheng. She had a kind of almost comical trust in this man.

Wang Qi didn't know if he had thought of something, so he stretched out his hand and grabbed the rusty door handle, but before he could force it, he was stopped by Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng looked at Wang Qi, and the expression on his face said, "Don't be too troublesome."

Wang Qi slowly withdrew his hand and then put his palm up. Everyone saw that there was water on his fingers. It seemed that he just wanted to test it, but he didn't want to really open the door.

Now it seems that the concierge is afraid that there will be a lot of danger.

After leaving the dormitory, they tried to keep their pace as low as before.

By midnight, according to what Yuan Xiaoyi said, they successfully entered the Art Center building. Judging from the decoration inside, the Art Center is much more grand than the College Student Activity Center.

The fat man muttered in a low voice, "As long as people who study art are different, they are both rich and good at playing."

After hearing this, Jiang Cheng immediately explained to him that he was also an art student, a serious art worker, and had devoted himself to art.

The fat man knew that this was a doctor's minor problem and then replied with contempt: Doctor, please shut up quickly. Those things you know will be soaked in the pig cage in feudal society. You have to thank the harmonious society for saving you.

Chen Mengyun was confused when she heard this. What kind of art needs to be dedicated, why did she even get involved in the pig cage?

However, Wang Qi, who was standing at the end of the team, seemed to understand, and pulled the corners of his mouth, and squeezed out a smiley face that was not very good-looking.

"I'm going to say you're serious, okay?" Huai Yi turned his head and said with a bitter face: "We have entered the art center. This is a strange story. Can you respect them?"

Jiang Cheng corrected with a serious look on his face and said, "Don't forget, we are here today to smash the back of their heads."

Huai Yi was stunned for a second, trying to refute it, but found that there was nothing wrong with this. This time it was not an escape mission, but a head-on battle with the things in the weird conversation.

Just as Brother Jiang said, you don’t have to pity them at all if you hit the back of their heads.

Of course, it is not ruled out that they are smashed.

Chen Mengyun stopped and pointed to the wall and said, "Look, is there a roadmap above?"

I raised my head and was posted on a wall not far from the gate, with a piece of paper marked on it, which marked the locations of classrooms in various places of the Art Center.

The conspicuous position was specially marked with a red pen. The fat man squinted his eyes and looked up, "Yes...it's the exhibition hall!"

The exhibition hall is a sculpture hall. Yuan Xiaoyi said this, but it is called differently.

"Let's go, go to the duty room first." Jiang Cheng turned around.

The duty room is not far away, just turn a corner, just like what Yuan Xiaoyi said, there is a light inside, but no one is there.

But it is invisible from the outside.

The glass window in front of the duty room was blocked by a large piece of white cloth, which was hung in the duty room like a curtain.

However, after walking in, it was decent inside. A fur coat was draped on the back of a chair, a registration form was placed on the table, a red telephone and many newspapers.

The white cloth used as a cover in front of them was not what they wanted to hang up at the beginning, but was clamped with two wooden clips, one left and one right.

It looks very rough and not firm.

I guess the school does not allow it, so it is done secretly.

And it is not a white cloth, it is just an old bed sheet that is washed white.

On the right side of the table, there is a large enamel cup.

Styles are rare nowadays, with half a cup of tea inside, and a thick layer of tea stains are wrapped on the inner wall of the cup.

Overall, it gives people the feeling that there was someone sitting here just now.

But Jiang Cheng touched the cup with his hand and found it was cold.

"Okay." Huai Yi stood up from the table and nodded to Jiang Cheng.

As Jiang Cheng said, he found the red alarm switch below the table and turned it off.

After leaving the duty room, the group went straight to the sculpture classroom according to the map instructions. Yuan Xiaoyi said that there were tools they could use.

But shortly after they left, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the empty duty room.

The wind grew stronger little by little, blew the newspapers on the desktop.

The newspapers covering the top were lifted one by one, just like someone flipped it, and they stopped until the bottom one was exposed.

This is a newspaper that looks very old. The pages are yellow and the corners are very damaged, as if they are often looked out.

A brief glance shows that the contents are mostly gossip news, or strange things, and they are paired with exaggerated and exciting titles to attract attention.

This is usually written in this way, and it is the kind of local tabloids with relatively poor circulation.

At the corner of the newspaper, a small box is separated out, and the introduction inside is bolded in black words—

The art teacher at Jiangtan University died late at night in the exhibition hall. The only suspect was unconscious. He was crushed by a truck as soon as he was released. He died tragically under the wheel. Is this a bad reward for the retribution of cause and effect, or is it a ghost who is desperate to escape? Next, our special observer will analyze this for you...

"Bang!"

The next second, the wooden clip on the right fell off, and the sheet fell off due to gravity, and just half of it was covered in the seat.

A human figure was strangely formed on the chair that was originally empty.
Chapter completed!