Chapter 87 Peeping

There is something behind the door!

This discovery made Jiang Cheng and Fatty feel cold on their backs.

His thoughts flew away in an instant. The next second, Jiang Cheng thought about how long the thing had been behind the door. Maybe they had been noticed when they first came.

That thing had been waiting for them to approach.

"Doctor," Fatty tried his best to suppress his inner fear, but he could not control the trembling of his 200-pound body. "Could it be Chen Yao? She is waiting for us?!"

His teeth were trembling, and his words were also upside down.

"Why don't we go back," Fatty looked at Jiang Cheng beside him, and his sense of security was completely shattered. "I'm afraid we will die if we go in tonight. We have been discovered by ghosts."

"Will we not die tomorrow?" Jiang Cheng turned his head to look at Fatty. The latter only had fear in his eyes, and the remaining rationality was completely overwhelmed by the former.

Jiang Cheng did not like this kind of people, and could not understand them.

In his eyes, danger and fear are two different things. Danger refers to the thing itself, and fear is the attitude towards the thing.

But fear cannot solve the danger. On the contrary, it will only become an obstacle to solving the danger.

So Jiang Cheng almost never has fear. Even if there is a trace, he will kill it. He will not affect the thinking of other people in the team because of his fear.

This is not emotional catharsis.

This is murder.

"You go back," Jiang Cheng said to the fat man, "I want to stay here."

"You don't leave?" The fat man seemed a little surprised. The current situation is already very clear. The ghost is behind the door and is ready.

If the ghost has a weapon, he can imagine the ecstasy of the ghost holding a sharpened big knife and hiding behind the door.

"The sky will not be bright again, so there is no tomorrow for me," Jiang Cheng said calmly, "If you want to leave, I won't stop you, and I'm here, the ghost will not look for you for the time being, so you can return to the dormitory safely and sleep for the last time."

The word "finally" instinctively made the fat man's heart tighten.

After leaving Jiang Cheng, or Jiang Cheng really died here, he was left alone. The fat man swallowed his saliva, and he probably had to die the way the ghost wanted him to.

It was not clear whether he would become a child chosen by the ghost as Jiang Cheng said, first imprisoned, ripped off his limbs, and then hung upside down under the flagpole to relieve his boredom or something.

"So," Jiang Cheng flashed out from behind the low wall. Under the slightly red light, his eyes seemed to be flowing with light. He looked at the fat man and whispered, "What is your decision?"

The fat man took a deep breath and said firmly, "I'll follow you, doctor."

The two of them moved towards the gate one after the other. On the way, the fat man whispered that we should find a remote place to climb in. It would be really rude to go in so swaggeringly.

"If we have been discovered by ghosts, we will encounter ghosts wherever we go in," Jiang Cheng replied briefly, "and we are not familiar with the place where we climb in."

Jiang Cheng's words were not difficult to understand. The fat man thought about it for a few seconds and was relieved. If he encountered a ghost in a remote, dark and unfamiliar terrain, the situation would be even more critical.

The closer he got to the door, the more uneasy the fat man felt, but when he looked at Jiang Cheng beside him, he suddenly felt that it was not so scary.

Standing in front of the door, Jiang Cheng seemed to be feeling the breath inside. He did not move, and his breathing seemed to fall into calmness.

The fat man found a broken spot in the middle of the wooden door. He held his breath and looked carefully. It was a keyhole. It should be the lock of this door before, but it was removed for some reason.

This keyhole was left.

The fat man took a deep breath. Unable to resist the curiosity about the scene behind the door, he slowly moved closer. Strangely, his huge body moved without making any sound.

He swallowed his saliva and calmed his mind.

The originally imagined female ghost with disheveled hair or the horror scene of the black shadow with a bloody mouth did not appear.

There seemed to be a layer of fog in the yard of the equipment center. The fog was very thick and white, and nothing could be seen clearly.

"But" the fat man paused, "Why is there a faint yellow in this fog, and there are countless dense red lines?"

The more he looked, the more strange it was, and he couldn't help but get closer.

Suddenly, the thick fog in the yard trembled.

Then it retreated suddenly, and a dark red light was reflected in.

The thick fog receded further and further, and the fat man could see more and more clearly. His eyes changed from confusion to horror, and finally to fear.

The fear in his heart exploded in an instant, crushing the nerves that the fat man thought he had adjusted.

There was no fog at all.

Those were a pair of white eyes full of resentment and jealousy!

They were the eyes of a ghost.

The milky white and turbid yellow eyeballs were covered with bloodshot!

The thing behind the door just maintained the same posture as the fat man, lying on the keyhole and peeping out of the yard, with this rusty iron door in between!

"Ah! Ah!" The fat man was so frightened by the sudden scene that he lost most of his soul. He sat down on the ground backwards, his two ham-like legs desperately kicking back, with only one idea in his mind.

Escape!

The farther the better!

Even if I die tomorrow, it's better than dying in the hands of a ghost now!

But what the fat man didn't expect was that Jiang Cheng quickly stepped forward and pushed the door open.

The door was locked, so of course it couldn't be pushed open.

But because the chain was not as secure as it looked, there was a gap between the two doors as big as a human head. Through the gap, Jiang Cheng finally saw the true face of the guy behind the door.

Even though he was calm, his heart could not help but be moved.

It was a man, lame on one leg, supported by a cane.

His head tilted to one side, half of his body stood uncoordinated, his clothes fit but were extremely old, like a rag doll that had been covered in dust for a long time.

He was the manager of the equipment center and the fiancé of Li Yanwei - Chen Yu.

He was an eyewitness of the incident 10 years ago and the intersection of all the known clues.

In the end, Jiang Cheng's sight fell on Chen Yu's face.

His face was extremely pale. Although he noticed this during the day, his face at this moment was very different from that of ordinary people.

Pale and bloodless.

What was even more terrifying was his eyes!

The black pupils almost disappeared, and the whites of the eyes were filled with milky yellow turbidity, and the eyes were filled with endless resentment.

Can this still be called a human being?

Su Yu is the real ghost? !

They were calculated

The fat man's mind was in turmoil, and just when he was about to faint, he saw Su Yu rushing towards him with an extremely strange pace, like a lame spider