No, that was a wish she blurted out in extreme anger. When she came to her senses and wanted to regret it, it was too late.

Now that An Fei is dead, it's her turn next. She doesn't want to die!

Who can come to save her? Who can come to save her?
Wu Yangyang was so scared that he even felt the hoarse voice ringing in his ears, as if the other party was really coming to take his life.

In order to divert her attention, she reached out and pulled the canvas bag from the side, trying to look for the headphones inside.

But the earphones are not in there, which is strange. Could they have accidentally fallen out at some point?

At this moment, she vaguely saw something glowing in the dim quilt.

what is that?
She reached out and took it. It was a student ID card that the man had taken before. It was emitting a faint light. Although she had seen more terrifying things, she subconsciously felt that this strange light might be able to protect her.

Wu Yangyang tightly grasped his student ID card and prayed silently in his heart: "Come find me... If you can find me, I will tell you everything. Please, save me..."

Save me, someone save me.

Who can help me?
-

Zhang Hao was walking when he suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Han San asked.

"I sensed that Wu Yangyang was asking for help. She hoped that I could go find her."

"How did you sense it?"

Zhang Hao held up the headphone box in his hand, which was emitting an extremely faint light. If he hadn't looked carefully, and considering Han San's keen perception of spiritual power, he would have thought he had seen it wrong.

"This is……"

"Is this her distress signal?"

"That's right. Her aura is attached to these two objects. Somehow, a connection has been established between them, allowing me to sense her call for help. Let's go find her."

Han Shan didn't quite believe that Wu Yangyang had such ability at first, but when he saw Zhang Hao walk all the way to the downstairs of the girls' dormitory accurately, he realized that what Zhang Hao said was true.

"Why does Wu Yangyang have such ability?"

"Maybe she herself hasn't noticed that her body has changed. It's like those people who have been wandering on the edge of life and death for years. They have both life and death in them. Even if a real ghost comes, it will regard them as its own kind. Wu Yangyang's situation should be similar to this."

Han Shan nodded and was about to move forward, but was pulled back by Zhang Hao.

"Wait a minute, what do you want to do?"

Han San pointed upstairs with an innocent look on his face: "Looking for Wu Yangyang."

Zhang Hao was speechless for a moment. He didn't know whether to say he was stupid or naive.

"This is a girls' dormitory. Do you think two grown men like us can go in?"

"I'm not an ordinary man, I'm an ancient beast."

"...Please use normal human thinking to think about this problem. Let's go find that girl. She should be able to help us."

Zhang Hao pointed to the pool next to him, and sure enough, the girl he had seen today and told An Fei about the scandal was getting water from the hot water tap next to him. Zhang Hao had been secretly keeping an eye on her, and when she noticed Zhang Hao's gaze, she immediately turned her head away, pretending to know nothing.

In the end, Zhang Hao walked over and patted her on the shoulder.

"Classmate, we meet again, what a coincidence?"

"Haha, what a coincidence."

"Take us in, we want to find Wu Yangyang."

"You are all boys, how can I lead you?"

"You must have a way. I just saw a lot of boys going around with the girls from the other side. They haven't come out for a long time. They shouldn't have gone to the woods, right?"

The girls couldn't help but admire Zhang Hao's keen observation.

"There's a small door in the dormitory over there, and the dormitory manager usually doesn't lock it. Some girls will bring their boyfriends upstairs..."

"You just hurried back to the dormitory. Did something happen? Is it related to this incident?"

"Well... my roommate had a fight with her boyfriend in the dormitory. She was covered in blood, but she didn't dare to call the police for fear of being reported, so she called me to go back and help. I have to send the hot water back first, and then take you to find Wu Yangyang. She lives on the sixth floor by herself, and her personality is a bit strange. I am only responsible for taking you to the door."

It turns out she knows everything, so things are much simpler now.

Next, Zhang Hao and the other two went in through the small door of the dormitory.

As soon as I entered, I felt an indescribable cool feeling coming towards me.

He leaned close to Zhang Hao's ear and whispered, "Could this be a cemetery? Otherwise, how could the first floor be so cold?"

Zhang Hao was afraid of scaring the girl, so he quickly put his finger in front of his mouth and made a "hush" sound.

But at this moment, Zhang Hao suddenly stopped.

He frowned and looked sharply towards a room in the girls' dormitory, with a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

Zhang Hao usually gave people a very easy-going impression, but at this moment he suddenly became so fierce that even Han Shan beside him couldn't help but get nervous and hurriedly stepped forward to ask, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Zhang Hao stretched out two fingers and pinched them lightly in the air. In the originally empty air, it seemed as if something was pinched between his fingers. He pulled his wrist, and a wisp of black smoke was pulled out of the air like a strand of hair floating in the air.

The tiny black smoke flickered in front of the two people. Han Shan looked at the black breath at Zhang Hao's fingertips, and felt cold all over.

It was a chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, as if one was sleeping in the same bed with a thousand-year-old rice dumpling with extremely yin energy. It was so cold that one felt extremely uncomfortable from the bottom of one's heart.

Han Shan also realized that this thing might be difficult to deal with, so he narrowed his eyes slightly and stopped talking.

Zhang Hao raised his eyebrows slightly, secretly surprised.

I didn't expect to encounter something like this here.

In the human world, most of the Yin and Yang evil spirits exist between the human body. As long as they are balanced and do not exceed the range that the human body can bear, most people will not feel anything strange.

It's just like cold and hot. As long as it's not too extreme, people can actually accept it whether it's cold or hot.

However, the evil aura in the dormitory room in front had already far exceeded the limit that the human body could endure.

If you stay there for a long time, you will be gradually corroded by the Yin Qi... At the same time, Wu Yangyang in the room felt icy cold all over, a chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow. Even if she wrapped herself in a quilt, she couldn't dispel the cold.

"Don't come to me... I didn't mean it, I just..."

Wu Yangyang curled up in the quilt, hugged it tightly, looked at the scarecrow at the head of the bed, and sobbed softly.

She seemed to have gone mad and kept talking to herself.

At this moment, the mahogany nails nailed on the scarecrow at the head of the bed were slowly beginning to loosen, and wisps of black smoke seemed to be coming out of the scarecrow's body.

Seeing this scene, Wu Yangyang widened his eyes in horror, but his throat seemed to be strangled by something and he could not make any sound.

In a trance, Wu Yangyang seemed to see a familiar figure appear in front of her. She was so stiff that she didn't even bother to pick up the quilt that slipped off her body.

"I'm so cold underground, do you want to come and keep me company?"

The illusory figure slowly turned his head, staring at her with a pair of bleeding eyes, and asked.

Wu Yangyang was so frightened that he almost fainted.

Anfei! How could that woman appear here? Isn't she dead?
An Fei's illusory figure approached her little by little, and the bloody eyes were almost touching her face.

"Why are you so afraid of me? When you killed me, you weren't even afraid of death."

As An Fei spoke, blood continued to flow out of his eyes. On his paper-pale face, two lines of blood slowly flowed down his cheeks, making a "tick-tick" sound.

The voice echoed in Wu Yangyang's mind, and she felt as if something wet was splashed on her cheek.

She reached out and touched her face, which was sticky and wet. She looked down and saw that the blood from Anfei's cheek had splashed onto the bedside, and the splashing blood had dripped onto her face.

An Fei looked at her and gave her an extremely charming smile.

"How was it? Did you feel particularly happy seeing me die so miserably?"

As An Fei spoke, she stretched out her finger and dipped it into the small pool of blood at the head of the bed. Her finger was covered with bright red blood. Then, she involuntarily poked her bloody finger into Wu Yangyang's mouth.

Wu Yangyang's face was filled with fear, and he tried desperately to step back, but his body was completely unable to move, as if it was frozen in place.

The bloody finger was inserted into her mouth, and the smell of blood instantly filled her entire mouth.

Wu Yangyang wanted to step back in horror, but at this moment her hands and feet were tightly entangled by wisps of black smoke.

An Fei looked at her terrified expression and burst into laughter.

"Why are you so scared? When you wanted to kill me, didn't you want to gnaw my bones and drink my blood?"

As she spoke, she raised her hand and touched the blood flowing from her eyes on her face. She wiped Wu Yangyang's face fiercely with her bloody hand!
Wu Yangyang's face, eyes, and nose seemed to be soaked in blood.

She couldn't bear it any longer and screamed, "Help! Help!"

She thought she was shouting for help, but in fact, no sound came out of her throat at all.

"Don't be like this! Didn't you always say you wanted to kill me? Now I've been killed by you. According to the rules, it's time to repay a life with a life. You swore at the beginning that you would kill me even if it cost you your own life!" An Fei smiled, stretched out a pair of white jade hands, slowly pinched her neck, and gradually increased her strength.

Wu Yangyang cried until her face was covered with tears. She wanted to shout for help, but her throat seemed to be blocked by something and she couldn't make a sound. She tried desperately to escape from this horrible place, but her body was as stiff as ice and she didn't obey at all.

The feeling of lack of oxygen gradually spread to her limbs, and her head began to feel dizzy.

This is clearly what it feels like to lack oxygen.

Wu Yangyang's eyes widened as if they were about to pop out of their sockets, and he thought in despair: Am I going to die here today?
No! She doesn't want to die! She regrets it! Someone please save her! Please don't let her die here!
At this moment, Wu Yangyang was praying in his heart with the most pious attitude: Save me!

Suddenly, with a loud bang, the dormitory door was pushed open. Instantly, a chilling and chilling breath hit us in the face.

Han Shan even felt as if he was frozen in an instant.

When Zhang Hao saw the scene inside the door, he raised his eyebrows slightly and then walked in.

"It seems that I came at the wrong time and disturbed you?" There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

Wu Yangyang seemed to see her savior coming. At this critical moment, her desire to survive suddenly burst out. She opened her eyes wide and shouted with all her might: "Help!"

The cry for help was hoarse and weak, almost imperceptible.

But Zhang Hao heard it, and not only heard it, he also smiled and nodded in response: "Of course we can help you, but you have to understand that we are not helping you for free."

Wu Yangyang's tears couldn't stop flowing. She tried desperately to nod her head, but her body was out of control and her head couldn't move at all.

Zhang Hao walked forward step by step, Han Shan followed him, and they also walked into the dormitory room, then closed the door behind them.

"It seems that you died unwillingly and are full of resentment!" Zhang Hao said, raising his hand and gently tapping An Fei's head.

A string of talismans quickly flowed out from his fingertips and instantly turned into a nail, which "whoosh" pierced into Anfei's head at an extremely fast speed.

An Fei, whose head was nailed by the red talisman, suddenly became stiff and unable to move.

Han Shan walked forward and pulled An Fei's ghost over.

An Fei bumped into the wall, but started laughing.

The spell on her forehead was gradually melting away, but her ghost itself was not harmed at all.

Zhang Hao observed the changes in An Fei with great interest.

You know, ordinary ghosts cannot withstand this ghost-binding talisman. Once it is stuck on them, it is like being sealed and unable to move at all, let alone save themselves.

But this Anfei can actually dissolve the spell?

"Help! Help me!" At this moment, Wu Yangyang suddenly felt that her body could move again. She jumped off the bed in fear and ran quickly behind Zhang Hao and Han Shan, wishing that they would immediately protect her tightly and take her away from this terrible place.

"Be quiet, otherwise if something happens later, we won't be able to take care of you." Zhang Hao said.

Wu Yangyang was really scared to the extreme. He nodded desperately and covered his mouth tightly with both hands, fearing that he would make any sound and annoy them.

"Why do you want to kill me? I didn't do anything wrong! I just came to collect the reward I deserve. Is there anything wrong with that?" An Fei grinned and asked Zhang Hao with her head tilted.

Zhang Hao looked at the resentment lingering around An Fei, sighed silently, and said: "Wu Yangyang's life is not over yet, how can you take her life at will?" (End of this chapter)

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