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Chapter 4 Live to Hell

Chen Zhi froze there as if he had been struck by lightning, and his head exploded with a bang. When he realized what he saw was a corpse, he was immediately out of his mind. There was only one thought in his mind, "Run", and he turned towards

He ran up and down the stairs. The back of Chen Zhi's head felt cold, and he felt that the corpse behind him seemed to have seen him, and crawled towards him from the ground, trying to grab Chen Zhi's feet with his withered hands. Chen Zhi looked like

He rushed out of the cellar door like an arrow and ran frantically towards the exit. The muscles in his legs were shaking violently with fear, but he couldn't care about it at the moment. And just when he was about to run out, he was suddenly tripped by a stone.

Chen Zhi fell to the ground with a heavy thud. At the same time, there were gusts of wind behind him. It seemed that the corpse was chasing after him and pounced on him with a ferocious face. His nails pierced into his flesh. He hissed crazily.

Shout.

When Chen Zhi regained his senses, he found that his voice was hoarse. He tried to shout, but the sound carried far away and seemed particularly terrifying. The cold wind of 39 days in the northeast hit his face mercilessly,

The mucus in his nose had turned into ice. Chen Zhi slowly calmed down, turned over and sat up, looking at the hazy moon in the sky, surrounded by the quiet factory area, and it was dark. There were no corpses chasing after him. He had just been frightened.

hallucination.

A gust of north wind blew, and Chen Zhi shiveringly lit a cigarette and said to himself: "It seems that Teacher Guo really exists. He died in that cellar. So what was the one he saw later? Guo

The teacher’s soul? Ghost?.”

At this time, Chen Zhi wanted to leave this ghost place immediately from the bottom of his heart. Regardless of the ins and outs of his mother, he just wanted to return home as soon as possible.

But Chen Zhi didn't leave. The reason was simple. He saw the Omega watch.

Chen Zhi thought of his old father who had a stroke and was in bed and had difficulty even speaking. He would be kicked out of the nursing home next month. Chen Zhi needed money so much that he could overcome the original fear of human beings. Then

An Omega watch should be worth some money, at least it can pay for his father's pension next month. If he runs out of this ghost factory now and calls the police tomorrow, the police will take the watch away with the body. Then Chen Zhi

There would be no chance to get the watch. If he didn't call the police, would he dare to come to this ghost place a second time?

What is horror? Ghosts and gods? Compared with his trembling hands and his old and paralyzed father who has nowhere to stay, can ghosts and gods be considered scary? Even if there are ghosts waiting for him in the cellar, for his father, he will meet ghosts, kill ghosts, and meet gods.

God of death.

Chen Zhi pinched off the cigarette in his hand and felt less scared. He often had this feeling. He had a hidden personality in his subconscious, which was very calm and decisive, and would be stimulated at critical moments.

"No, I have to go back!"

He first put the handbag outside the warehouse to prevent him from being too frightened and throwing it inside. If the police came here and found the handbag, it would be troublesome. Then he went to the cellar entrance and looked down. He just dropped the flashlight below.

With the light of the flashlight, I could clearly see the ground below. I estimated the height to the ground, recalled the location of the body, and calculated the quickest steps to take off the watch to minimize time-wasting actions.

Reduce the time spent fear-mongering.

Finally, he decided to recite the number action silently. Because when people recite silently, their thinking in the brain will not be so sharp, there will not be so many associations in the mind, and they will not be so afraid.

Before going down to the cellar, Chen Zhi kowtowed three times to the cellar and said in a low voice: "Teacher Guo, I am your student Chen Zhi. I can't turn around now. I need to lend you your watch to help. Please don't."

Blame me, didn't you say that you wanted to give me that watch? Don't worry, I will call the police tomorrow to clear your name. Don't scare me. When I have money, I will definitely give it to you.

You burn expensive cars and beautiful women.”

After Chen Zhi expressed his determination, he began to climb down the ladder. The wolf-eye flashlight thrown below was very bright, and he followed the light.

He didn't look anywhere else, but picked up the flashlight first and swung it directly to the body.

When Chen Zhi saw the corpse again, the fear he had just felt surged up again. The appearance of the corpse was too terrifying. The whole body was bent backwards and twisted unnaturally. His hands were stretched forward and his mouth was open.

It was extremely large, as if he had been subjected to extreme torture before his death.

It was so terrible. It was so terrible to meet him when he was hit by a car. He immediately shook his head, shook off these thoughts, and kept reminding himself, "Don't think about anything, don't look at anything, just take the watch and leave."

Chen Zhi trembled and walked to the corpse, avoiding the corpse's head and looking for the corpse's hands. After finding it, he squatted down next to the corpse and saw that the corpse's arms were dry and purple, and the hands were deformed.

He was stretching, as if he was coming to catch him. Chen Zhi's body was already stiff with fear, and his upper and lower teeth were chattering. He silently recited the numbers in his mouth and went to untie the strap of his watch.

When Chen Zhi's hand just touched the corpse's wrist, a cold touch came over him. Chen Zhi's hand trembled and his heart almost vomited out. Fortunately, the strap of the watch was already damaged and fell off as soon as he pulled it.

Coming down, Chen Zhi let out a sigh of relief and stuffed his watch into his coat pocket.

When Chen Zhi was about to turn around and leave, his cell phone rang suddenly. His heart tightened and the flashlight left his hand.

"Hello, there's a call coming. Please answer the phone." This familiar ringtone became very scary in this strange cellar. Even if Chen Zhi didn't answer it, he knew that it must be the taxi driver waiting outside.

The guy was really dedicated and was still waiting. Chen Zhi didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he rang the phone and went to find a flashlight.

At this time, Chen Zhicai discovered that the flashlight had rolled to the side at some point, and the light of the flashlight happened to shine on the face of the corpse, making it clear. The corpse had its mouth wide open, its eyes were shriveled, and its eye sockets were exposed like black holes. It looked eerie.

looked at him.

Chen Zhi was so frightened that he sat down on the ground. He couldn't control himself from staring at the body, and his legs lost consciousness at this moment.

He remembered that the clothes the corpse was wearing were the same as the last time he saw Teacher Guo. It was a dark blue jacket that was very popular at the time, with the Goldlion logo on it. He saw many cracks on the head of the corpse, like

It looked like someone had chopped it with a knife, and Chen Zhi recognized the face of the corpse at a glance. It was really Teacher Guo.

Chen Zhi bit his lip, sobered up a little, and quickly reminded himself, don't think about anything, and get out of here as soon as possible. He didn't dare to look at the face of the corpse anymore, bit the flashlight in his mouth, and climbed up the iron railing as quickly as possible.

ladder.

When he ran outside the warehouse, he found that he was already soaked. In this cold winter weather, the sweat on his head fell on his eyes. He picked up his handbag and hurried along the original road from the back door of the factory.

I hurriedly walked back, wishing I could grow wings and fly out of this ghost factory.

For some reason, the road ahead became extremely long, and Chen Zhi always felt like there was a dark wind blowing behind him. It was as if the corpse had been following him and would pounce to catch him at any time.

Chen Zhi's rationality told him, "Don't think nonsense, hurry up." He quickly passed by the duty room he met earlier and was about to continue walking. Suddenly a signal came into his head, "That's not right."

He looked back at the duty room, and a thunderbolt hit his head. When did the lights in the duty room turn on? They were clearly off just now!

Chen Zhi clearly remembered that when he entered the duty room just now, there were absolutely no lights in the room, and it was impossible for a factory that had been abandoned for more than ten years to have power supply.

Chen Zhi's head was spinning rapidly, but his feet stopped involuntarily. Chen Zhi didn't understand what kind of damn mentality he had to stop and look at the window, but what he saw was something he would never forget.

A creepy human-shaped shadow was reflected on the window. The thing stood upright, with its head drooped to the side at an incredible angle. It had no shoulders, and its hands and face were stuck to the window. It was staring at Chen Zhi.

Under the dim light of the duty room, it was clearly a grimace.

Chen Zhi's spirit completely collapsed. He yelled crazily and ran towards the door like crazy. He didn't care about anything and ran out of the door with a blank mind.

The taxi was still there, and the driver was looking out the window anxiously. When he saw Chen Zhi running out, he was almost scared to death.

Chen Zhi jumped into the car and shouted: "Go quickly, go quickly"

The taxi driver didn't know what was going on, but he knew something was wrong from Chen Zhi's pale face, so he hurriedly drove away.

In the car, Chen Zhicai felt that he had finally returned to the earthly world. His whole body was shaking violently. The taxi driver kept complaining along the way, but Chen Zhicai could no longer hear clearly. He only felt that all his original worldview had been lost.

It fell apart.


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