Xiang Heng looked at Yan Xi's back, his mind full of thoughts.
Sudden!
He tripped over something, stumbled and almost fell.
Xiang Heng quickly steadied himself and looked back but saw nothing.
He narrowed his eyes and turned away.
clatter…
clatter…
There were footsteps behind me that didn't belong to anyone.
The pace is very inconsistent.
Xiang Heng gripped the flashlight tightly, his eyes fixed, and he quickly looked back.
The corridor was empty.
Seeing this, he steadied himself, turned around, and prepared to follow them. However, perhaps because they were walking too fast, he could no longer see them.
Xiang Heng walked quickly forward and saw the end of the corridor, where there was no one.
At this time, he finally realized that something was wrong, but he remained calm and returned the same way, calling their names as he walked.
But no one responded.
Yan Xi followed Leng Xingqi and the others closely, and suddenly felt that it was a little dark behind.
That's not right. Xiang Heng is behind us, holding a flashlight. How could it be so dark?
Yan Xi's hands trembled slightly, and he swallowed hard, gathering his courage. His neck turned extremely stiffly. When Xiang Heng's familiar face appeared in his eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the flashlight in his hand, and said, "Why don't you turn on the light?"
Xiang Heng stared at him without saying a word.
Yan Xi felt uneasy when he looked at her, and she forced a smile: "It's okay if you don't drive. We are all driving anyway, so we can see it."
Xiang Heng still didn't say anything, just staring at him intently, his eyes dark.
Plop, plop...
Yan Xi's heart was pounding and his legs were weak.
Could this Xiang Heng be fake?
Just as he took a step back and was about to run, the man in front of him spoke, "I feel a little dizzy, can you come over and help me up?"
"This..." Yan Xi was still a little scared. He walked forward cautiously and stretched out his hand.
Xiang Heng lowered his head to look at the fair, slender hand in front of him and slowly grabbed it.
The moment their skin touched, it wasn't as cold or creepy as he had imagined. Yan Xi's tense nerves relaxed, "Let's go."
Xiang Heng curled his lips slightly, "Okay."
Yan Xi supported him and walked slowly, but the more he walked, he felt that Xiang Heng was leaning on him, very heavy, making it very difficult for him to walk.
Yan Xi was panting and couldn't help but look up at him, "Are you feeling better now?"
Xiang Heng's face turned pale, his brows furrowed, and he shook his head, "It's uncomfortable."
Seeing his expression, Yan Xi quickly asked, "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
"Legs." Xiang Heng said lightly.
Yan Xi looked down and didn't see anything unusual. "Which leg?"
"Two legs." The voice above his head trembled, as if in extreme pain, "It hurts so much."
Hearing this, Yan Xi bit the flashlight and said, "Wait a minute, let me take a look."
As he spoke, he rolled up his trouser legs, but when he looked down and could only see the floor tiles, he was so scared that he fell to the ground. He looked at Xiang Heng in horror, "You, your legs..."
Xiang Heng looked at him with a pale face, "What's wrong with my leg?"
"No, no." Yan Xi pointed at his body and spoke tremblingly.
"How is this possible?" Xiang Heng lowered his head in disbelief, only to see that his legs were completely empty from the thighs down, as if they had been cut short. Blood was still flowing, and his entire body was hanging in mid-air. "Where did my legs... go?!"
He screamed in terror, raised his head, and locked his gaze on Yan Xi lying on the ground.
Yan Xi was so frightened by this scene that his mind went blank and he still hadn't recovered.
This was the first time he encountered such a terrifying thing. It would be a lie to say that he was not afraid. What's more... he was most afraid of ghosts!
Yan Xi noticed that "Xiang Heng" was staring at him. He scrambled to pick up the flashlight that had fallen to the ground and ran away. However, before he had taken a few steps, the legless Xiang Heng was right in front of him, looking at him with a smile, and approached him little by little, "My legs are gone. Can you give me yours?"
Yan Xi shook his head frantically, "No, no, no!"
Hearing this, the "Xiang Heng" in front of him instantly frowned and said sarcastically, "What a pity. Since you won't give it to me... then I'll take it myself."
As soon as he finished speaking, he came in front of Yan Xi, holding a knife in his hand.
Yan Xi's eyes widened, his pupils suddenly constricted, and without saying a word, he turned around and ran, his speed getting faster and faster, but after running for a long time, he was still standing still.
Xiang Heng was in front of him again, holding up a sharp scimitar and smiling at him. "Want to run? You're really not behaving well at all. Tell me...how should I punish you?"
He glanced at Yan Xi's legs, smiled very gently, stared into his eyes, and said lightly: "How about I cut your legs into slices."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and swung the knife.
Yan Xi yelled, "No!"
Xiang Heng looked at the blood and body parts scattered on the ground and sighed, "It's too late."
When Yan Xi heard this, his heart sank. He lowered his head tremblingly and saw his empty lower limbs and the pieces of flesh on the ground. He screamed, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted instantly.
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