Chapter 202 Jumping into the Night

Under the light of the flashlight, it appeared in the extraordinary sight of a bloodless and almost inhuman face. Not long ago, although he was still sick, Zhao Hongcheng would at least not be as he is now. His cheekbones protruding and his cheeks are sinking, as if he were only a skeleton, leaving only a pair of skin and fores and bones, sunken. In a pair of black eye sockets, there are no black eyeballs, but only two pale eyeballs, which seem to keep turning, and the nose has disappeared. It looks like a black hole formed because of decay. Similarly, the lips are so rotten that there are not much left, and only rotten gums and bloody teeth can be seen.

But such a face can still show a frightened look. In the face of the extraordinary situation, it seems to be staring at the terrible devil, as if he is unaware of himself becoming such a horrible appearance.

About his body has also changed, and the hospital uniform on his body now looks as fat as a cloth pocket, so that his clothes floated when he turned around and ran upstairs, looking at him as if they were floating.

At first sight, when he saw this, he couldn't help trembling and couldn't help stopping. Zhao Hongcheng continued to climb up after looking at him in horror. The speed was indeed faster than ordinary people, and soon disappeared within the range that the flashlight could shine.

Although he only took a look, the face still seemed to appear in front of the extraordinary situation. He reluctantly held the flashlight and tried his best not to fall to the ground, but the slightly shaking flashlight still betrayed the panic in his heart, and the darkness around him gradually magnified this fear, like countless insects. The son is slowly encroaching on the courage in his body.

For a moment, the extraordinary even had the idea of turning around and running, and small beads of sweat were emerging from the tip of his forehead, nose and palm.

However, Feifan only hesitated for a moment, but still raised his legs and continued to follow. He must be sure whether Zhao Hongcheng is alive or has something wrong. He just has a feeling that he saw such a face just now, but Zhao Hongcheng is not dead.

Next, he found that things were beyond his expectations. It seemed that he could keep up with Zhao Hongcheng's speed before, but now he found that no matter how fast he climbed up, the flashlight could no longer shine on his figure, but the continuous sound of footsteps showed that the people in front of him still did not stop. Footsteps.

The dark corridor is easy to make people feel depressed. The erratic flashlight does not make him feel more secure, but makes him feel that he is moving towards the Yellow Spring Road, which symbolizes death.

Moreover, he wanted to catch up with Zhao Hongcheng in front of him, but there was a trace of fear in his heart. He was afraid that he suddenly saw the open patient uniform and the ghostly face.

In this way, when he chased around a section of the stairs in front of him, he suddenly found that there was no road ahead, and a closed iron door appeared in front of him.

Kuang Feifan was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he had reached the top floor, and the iron door should have led to the roof. He took a light brush and found that the latch on the iron door had been pulled open, and the iron lock originally hung on it had been torn and thrown to the ground.

This discovery surprised Buo Feifan. If the large iron lock does not have suitable tools, it is quite difficult to open it, not to mention that it is directly pulled off, and it seems that it has just been broken, that is to say, it was Zhao Hongcheng in front of him who broke the lock.

In addition, he couldn't help taking a deep breath and tentatively pushed the iron door. As imagined, the iron gate could easily be pushed open. Suddenly, a cold wind blew along the gap, and he subconsciously trembled.

But the situation was extraordinary and could be felt. What blew in should be the natural wind. He gritted his teeth, opened the door and rushed out.

I didn't see a figure in front of him. I don't know where the light emitted faintly illuminated the surroundings, but it was only some places. Moreover, he looked around. Soon, he saw that as far as he could see, on the side of the fence on the roof, there was a figure holding his hands and waving in the air, dancing as if he were dancing. It's like an evil ritual.

But then he realized that he had guessed wrong. The figure just shook his hand meaninglessly and looked like he was fighting with something, but his object was just a mass of air.

Hu Feifan paused for a moment and raised his flashlight and carefully leaned against the figure. As the distance got closer and closer, he could see that the tireless figure was Zhao Hongcheng, and his unfaunted face, his exposed teeth were open, as if he were screaming wildly, but he didn't hear any sound from his mouth. Out.

Although he was silent, from his appearance, he could still feel that it was a cry full of despair, and his indescribable actions, in his view, were fighting with what he could not see.

Just as Kuang Feifan was about to approach Zhao Hongcheng, the situation suddenly changed. Zhao Hongcheng suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at Kuang Feicheng.

This move subconsciously stopped. Then, he watched Zhao Hongcheng turn around and jump over the guardrail, and his body suddenly disappeared into the night. He could faintly see that the spacious patient's uniform was like a huge bat flying in the air, but disappeared in the blink of an eye.

All this happened so fast that Feifan didn't have time to react at all. Zhao Hongcheng jumped out. When he rushed over, he only saw a little figure falling.

Moreover, he looked down in a daumbrance and couldn't help punching the guardrail in front of him for a long time. Although he knew that he could not stop Zhao Hongcheng even if he didn't stop at his speed, his heart was still heavy when he saw his accident. He only felt that his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he even breathed. It also began to fail smoothly.

He involuntarily began to gasp, and a feeling of decadentness hit his heart. He still maintained the posture of lying on the guardrail and looked at the dark night outside the guardrail indifferently. In his eyes, the ink-like night gradually formed a huge vortex, absorbing and devouring his sight, making him You can't stagger your eyes, and it's impossible to even move your head.

Gradually, his body began to lean out of the guardrail. As soon as he realized that something was wrong, he suddenly felt frustrated. There seemed to be a voice in his mind telling him that everything he did was meaningless, and all his efforts were in vain. It's better to do it now. It's over.

At this time, the situation was extraordinary, and his eyes did not have the brilliance of the past. Looking at the vortex in the night, half of his body had already poked out of the guardrail, but a little consciousness in his subconscious prevented him from jumping directly over the guardrail.

But at this time, the wrist suddenly seemed to be set on fire, and a sharp pain from the wrist was transmitted to the brain in an instant. It was such a strong pain that made the situation extraordinary wake up suddenly. The brain regained consciousness and regained its thinking ability. Immediately, it also felt that it was in its current situation. I felt that my feet in the guardrail had almost left the ground now, and I could turn over the guardrail with a little force.

He hurriedly used his hands to shrink his body, instinctively stepped back a few steps back, and knelt on the ground on the roof. It can be said that he was the rest of his life after the disaster. He had no strength except for continuous gasps.

When he sat on the roof in extraordinary shock, Feng Tian was different from him, but his position was not in the hospital building at this time.

After the elevator was separated, Fengtian went straight to Laohou's ward.

There was no one else in the ward except Laohou's wife. After asking for a long time, he didn't ask any clues. Fengtian did not think of checking the monitoring at that time, which was related to his daily habits.

When he was about to go out of the ward to ask others, the phone call of Kuang Feifan came, which made Feng Tian feel happy. Similar to Kuang Feifan, he was also going to go into the stairwell to check the situation inside.

But just as Fengtian was about to push the door in, two nurses came right on the side of the corridor, and the words in the conversation between them attracted Fengtian's attention.

"I seem to have seen Lao Hou go there just now." One of them said.

"Which old man?" Another question.

"It's the one who sees the dead."

"Oh, it turned out to be him. It seems that he should go to work."

Fengtian did not come forward to ask, but when he heard the conversation between the two, he guessed that they should have seen Lao Hou going to the teaching building, but he could not go to work today.

Thinking of this, he immediately gave up the idea of entering the stairwell, turned to the elevator, went straight down to the first floor, and quickly trotted in the direction of the teaching building.

He doesn't know when Laohou passed, let alone why he went to the teaching building. According to his current physical condition, there will be nothing to find him in the morgue, and that place is not a place to wander around.

When he came to the teaching building, the door was locked. He turned to the elevator entrance downstairs and pressed the elevator button without much thought.

With a "ding", the elevator door slowly opened in front of him, and the white ceiling light lit up the elevator, but made people feel lonely in the empty elevator compartment.

Feng Tian smiled unconsciously and couldn't figure out why he suddenly had this emotion.

But as soon as he entered the elevator, he found that the feeling was not sighing out of thin air, but that there was indeed a problem in the elevator, and the whole elevator space was haunted by a trace of imperceptible resentment.

He wanted to go out, but before he left, the elevator door had been closed. Unlike when it was opened, the metal door, which should have been quite slow, closed with a "bang".

This made Fengtian a little afraid. If he had retreated faster just now, he was afraid that he would have to be caught by these two heavy elevator doors. Looking at the situation when it was closed, the force was quite strong, and it was probably easy to clamp himself into a human-shaped biscuit.

What's more incredible is that before he pressed the floor button, the elevator shook and began to move down slowly.

The wind and the sky couldn't help but feel, and the nerves immediately tightened. At the same time, the light on the top of the elevator flashed twice and went out silently.

This sudden change surprised Feng Tian, but he did not lose his proportion, but reached out and took out the ghost spray from his pocket.

But then he found that the spray in his hand did not seem to be useful. There was no strange situation in the elevator. What's wrong is that it should not take long to go down one floor, but until now, the elevator is still going down. Looking at the speed and time of movement, it should have passed the underground floor, but The elevator doesn't mean to come down.

I can't help but worry about where this elevator leads.