A hand suddenly stretched out from the darkness beside him, making Fu Yang completely confused.
Fortunately, although they are extremely frightened, people who have practiced Sanda have a natural body reaction to danger.
Fu Yang subconsciously swung the folding knife in that direction.
Poof!
The blade cut through the air, leaving an echo.
It's empty there, nothing!
"What the hell? Come out! See if I don't stab your asshole with a knife!"
Fu Yang roared at the top of his lungs, extremely angry due to fear.
The dagger in his hand was waving wildly in the direction where he had just stretched out his hand, and he was shouting.
"What a chicken! No matter how many people come, I won't be afraid! If you have the guts, let all the corpses here come and do it, me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a rustling sound in the entire morgue behind him, like the sound of a sheet being lifted. Then there was the sound of people walking! Very slowly, feet dragging on the ground, leaving the friction between shoes and the ground.
Brush~wipe~brush~wipe~
Fu Yang turned his head sharply and shouted "F*ck"!
The scene that caught his eye shocked him to the core!
The dead bodies lying on the morgue actually all sat up, moving slowly and stiffly, getting out of bed and slowly approaching him.
The causes of death of these corpses are all kinds of strange, so their current shapes are also diverse...
Some are missing arms and legs, some are missing half of their heads, some are completely burned and black...
It’s almost like having a masquerade party!
If a person fights a zombie with a palm-long dagger, he must be a warrior. But if he fights with a group of zombies like this, he is called a martyr...
Fu Yang screamed, turned around like a mad bull, and hit the side door of the Taiping Army without hesitation.
Click!!!
The wooden door was broken by him!
There was a ruckus.
Fu Yang flew out with a pile of wood debris and fell on the grass. He was so painful that he rolled around while holding his chest.
"Ouch, it hurts me to death! No wonder that bastard Director Zhang asked me to sign a liability exemption contract, and my life was in danger even if I stayed awake all night."
He thought he would be safe after coming out of the morgue, but he didn't expect it. Here he was rolling around on the grass like a panda, and there were already a large number of dead bodies rushing out of the door over there.
There were also bursts of low roars coming from his mouth, like some kind of wild beast...
"Day! Is it over yet?"
He screamed in grief and anger, tried his best to get up from the grass, turned around and ran away.
In the dark night, a person is running desperately in front, while a large group of zombies are chasing behind...
He had used up too much energy just now, and the broken wooden door hurt his whole body. Fu Yang couldn't run fast, and he had no sense of direction. As he ran, he realized that there was no way in front of him!
It is a dark, deserted artificial lake.
"Why are you here! Is my cerebellum damaged?"
Fu Yang now wants to strangle himself to death and get it over with.
The group of howling corpses behind him had already caught up and surrounded him in an unreasonable fan shape. This basically eliminated his last hope of turning around and running in another direction.
"That's all. Fortunately, I can swim. These zombies' joints are very stiff, so they shouldn't be able to swim."
Fu Yang was relatively calm, at least he discovered the weaknesses of these terrifying corpses.
He gritted his teeth and jumped into the cold, dark abandoned pool. He treaded water and swam in it.
Sure enough, it really worked! Those stiff dead bodies gathered around the pond and didn't dare to come down.
"How are you, silly Bibis? It's not that easy to catch me!"
Fu Yang burst out laughing. He felt very relieved and mentally praised his IQ thirty-two times. He felt that he was finally out of danger.
But soon he couldn't laugh anymore, and his expression was as uncomfortable as constipation...
Because he vaguely saw some strange things starting to emerge from the water near him!
The black, silky strands are actually a woman’s hair!!!
They emerged in the pond like snakes, squirming and twisting towards Fu Yang.
"Fuck...this is the time when we have just come out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's mouth."
Fu Yang felt in his heart that there were 10,000 grass and mud horses rushing past, which was as uncomfortable as eating a bunch of flies. He could only try his best to swim towards the other side of the bank where there were no walking corpses.
The squirming clumps of women's hair on the water also moved with it, chasing after him, and making some faint shrill screams, as if the hair was attached to an innocent spirit!
Tonight, Fu Yang suffered a crime.
He secretly vowed that if he could survive tonight, he would never...meddle in other people's business again. He would be more careful next time on duty...
It has to be said that the female ghost Dong Weike caused tremendous psychological damage and oppression to Fu Yang. Even if the school hospital was so uneventful at night, he would not dare to quit his job easily.
In the cold pond, Fu Yang swam forward desperately and saw that he was about to reach the shore. But suddenly he felt a tightness on his waist and feet, and was tightly strangled by his hair. He was dragged down towards the bottom of the water...
"Help! Help!"
Although he knew it was useless, Fu Yang screamed and struggled out of survival instinct. But he still had no choice but to sink, sink...
Grrrrrrrrrrrr.
Fu Yang submerged into the water, leaving only his hands waving feebly on the surface of the water.
"It's over... I'm in trouble today. But it's okay, this way I don't have to be afraid of that female ghost Dong Weike." He thought in frustration, feeling the cold and smelly pool water pouring in from his ears, nose and mouth...
Sudden.
He felt that his hands, which were still exposed on the water at the end, were suddenly tightly grasped!
It was a pair of human hands, warm and strong. With a strong effort, Fu Yang was pulled up from the water.
Cough cough cough…
Fu Yang fell to the shore wet and coughed violently. Then he heard a magnetic baritone asking him: "Little brother, you can't swim in the water at night."
It seems like... a person?!
Fu Yang turned around and saw a handsome young man in a white coat squatting next to him and looking at him with a smile.
He was about thirty or so, obviously a doctor from the school hospital.
"Ghost! Many ghosts and walking corpses are chasing me. There are also ghost hairs in the water...ahem."
He was a little incoherent and stretched out his hand to point to the other shore in panic. However, he found that there was nothing there. Looking down again, he saw that the lake was calm without any ripples.
It seems that everything just now was just an illusion!
What's going on? Impossible!
Fu Yang was stunned and couldn't understand the scene in front of him.
The doctor was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Little brother, judging from your appearance, you should be a college student in school, right? Are you working here part-time? My name is Zhao Que, and I am a doctor here. I can also be considered your senior.
."
"Thank you for saving me..."
Only then did Fu Yang react and hurriedly thanked him.
After the two of them talked, Fu Yang learned that Zhao Que was also a medical student at Jiangcheng University. After graduating in 2006, he stayed in the school hospital to work. He happened to be on duty in the infirmary tonight, so he went out for a walk when he felt bored.
As a result, Fu Yang was found struggling by the abandoned artificial lake. The strange thing was that Fu Yang was less than half a meter away from the shore at that time. He could reach the shore with his hand, but he couldn't. It seemed that there was something in the water.
It was like something was pulling him down hard...
"Senior Zhao, did you really see no ghost just now?" Fu Yang asked cautiously.
Zhao Que laughed and patted his shoulder: "Xiao Fu, are you too afraid of hallucinations because you are patrolling the night alone? I have been a doctor here for almost ten years, and I have never heard that the campus hospital is haunted. Don't think too much about it.
Duo, go back quickly. It’s easy to catch a cold if you’re soaked all over.”
Fu Yang thought so, thanked him, and quickly ran towards the guard room.
But he didn't see that when his back was about to disappear into the night, the smile on Zhao Que's face gradually faded and became expressionless.
Zhao Que turned his head and looked at the dark stagnant lake with a look of disgust on his face, and said softly: "Brother, do you have to spread the fight to mortals?"