Chapter 515 Prospects
Poor!
It’s really bad!
"It's really bad this time!" Lu Zhao saw that the shadow of the smiling angel behind Chen Xue had become much more solid, and his heart skipped a beat, as if his heart had fallen into an ice cellar.
The hands of the smiling angel slowly unfolded from the state of covering its face, revealing the scary smiling face.
Lu Zhao instantly understood that the call just now came from the Laughing Angel, but... it was too late!
His reaction was too late!
No, it's not that it's too late, it's that he shouldn't have reacted at all, damn it! Damn it! !
Why did you forget the point "don't look back" at the critical moment?
At least you can look back under the light!
Relaxed!
But maybe...it’s not just about slacking off!
Lu Zhao's body became cold, and he suddenly realized that perhaps it was this pervasive strange feeling that penetrated his will all the time.
The Laughing Angel is coming!
Lu Zhao had only this thought left in his mind.
"Let's go! Go to the dormitory!" Lu Zhao roared hysterically.
"Lao Lu! Lao Lu! What's going on?!" Jin Jiuyao grabbed Lu Zhao's hand and loudly vented his confusion.
Lu Zhao said nothing and just led the team forward. When Jin Jiu Yao pulled him back, he turned around and glared at Jin Jiu Yao fiercely.
At first glance, Jin Jiuyao saw that the wind and rain had blurred Lu Zhao's face, which seemed to have become distorted and terrifying. He let go of Lu Zhao's hand in fright, and then looked at Chen Bing and Chen Xue fearfully.
"You...did you see it?"
"What did you see?" Chen Xue asked in a low voice.
Jin Jiuyao said in horror: "In Lao Lu's eyes... I saw the shadow of the laughing angel..."
"But... shouldn't he be the most unlikely one?"
"How is it impossible... He flipped through the book you brought back..." Chen Xue looked at Jin Jiuyao, "I didn't see the content, but could the book contain the image of the laughing angel?" 】
"It's possible..." Jin Jiuyao made a regretful voice, "I was the one who harmed Lao Lu..."
"Let's go! Leave quickly!" Lu Zhao's urging voice came from the front, "Don't go, do you all want to die?"
The three of them looked at each other, Chen Bing lowered his voice and said: "There is no other way. Once Lao Lu behaves abnormally, we will tie him up and take him away!"
"Tie him? Just us?" Jin Jiuyao raised objections.
"What else can you do?" Chen Bing glanced at him.
Jin Jiuyao pursed his lips and said nothing.
At this time, Lu Zhao turned around fiercely: "Hurry up! Go to the next streetlight first and then rest!"
His hand slowly touched the mountaineering bag, and he didn't know what he started to pull out.
When several people saw this, their spirits suddenly became tense, and they followed him one after another.
Chen Xue looked at Lu Zhao's back and her neck twitched without any trace. She looked at Lu Zhao's back and suddenly discovered that the shadow of a smiling angel was also emerging behind Lu Zhao.
"Old Lu...he really has a problem!" Chen Xue murmured.
In a place that even Chen Xue didn't notice, the five fingers of her left hand were twitching uncontrollably. It seemed that each finger had its own thoughts, but none of them belonged to her.
At this moment, a series of chants suddenly penetrated the rain curtain. At first, it was as soft and ethereal as the distant singing coming from the other side of the sea. But before they took a few steps, the sound kept getting lower and soon became like Mongolian humai.
In the midst of the chanting, the sound of broken oracles resounded endlessly, like thousands of demonic snakes surrounding the foursome.
The sound of wind, rain, the "rustling" sounds made by the forest of dead monuments and nocturnal species squirming forward, and the strange and low chanting...
Countless voices were entangled together, as if an evil demon monk was stroking their heads while singing ancient songs. The soul-shaking voice made their bodies shiver and tremble uncontrollably...
Jin Jiuyao was horrified to find that apart from him, the other three people in the group of four were walking slower and slower...and soon almost stopped.
The surrounding fog began to become thicker and thicker, and the white air flow almost turned into substance, protruding from the darkness like countless tentacles, accompanied by the rough wind and rain that beat their bodies hard, leaving marks like ghost scratches on their bodies.
「沙沙沙……沙沙沙……」
一道道身影借着雾气缓缓逼近他们，雾气之中，隐约可见一张张带着诡异笑容的狂热面庞。
He felt the terror, and the fear in his heart kept spreading. However, Lu Zhao, who was sensing the environment with him, had no reaction. He just kept saying "Go! Go! Go...". It seemed that Lu Zhao only saw the light pole in front of him, but... he kept walking in the same place!
Jin Jiuyao didn't know if he was crazy. Why did Lu Zhao and the others behave completely differently from him?
It is impossible that he is the only one in the world who is awake, so the rest... is that he is actually unconscious?
That kind of weird state where you clearly know that your will is unclear?
Jin Jiuyao began to have self-doubt, but at this moment, he suddenly became troubled again.
"Since I know that I am awake, then there will be no problem with me. Something must have happened to Lao Lu and the others!"
“I should be the one to wake them up next!”
"I am Jin Jiuyao! I am Jin Jiuyao, I am Jin Jiuyao... My student number is It’s
【I am Jin Jiuyao, my student number is
【I am Jin Jiuyao, my student number is They are interfering with me! Damn it, damn it... I am Jin Jiu Yao, I am Jin Jiu Yao! "
【I am Jin Jiu Yao... I am Jin Jiu Yao... I am Jin Jiu Yao..." There are strange faces floating in the mist. Each of these faces is eerie, but each one has some similarities with Jin Jiu Yao's face...
Suddenly, Jin Jiuyao discovered that the human-shaped tombstones in the Forest of Dead Steles began to break through the fog, and then surrounded them just before they arrived at "Lamp Pole-023".
【I am Jin Jiuyao, my student ID is...】
They kept chanting, the syllables kept changing, as if they were trying to sing this sentence into a flower.
Seeing that Lu Zhao and the others didn't respond at all, Jin Jiuyao shouted in horror: "Lao Lu! Lao Lu! Chen Bing and Chen Xue, wake up! Wake up!"
Hurry up and wake up!"
Hurry up and wake up!"
Hurry up and wake up!"
Hurry up and call him to no avail, so he gritted his teeth and rushed forward desperately, knocking Lu Zhao down from behind.
「Boom!!」
Lu Zhao was caught off guard and knocked down. He staggered and fell onto the cobblestone road, splashing mud and water all over the ground, and his glasses were also knocked out.
He woke up with a start, and then, regardless of looking for his glasses, he immediately kicked Jin Jiuyao away as a reflex, and then finally pulled out the arm that had been stuffed in the hiking bag.
In his hand, he was holding a dark fire ax—that was the fire ax that was in the mountaineering bag!
The fire ax looks very weird. The ax handle is full of technological style, but the ax surface is very ancient and looks like a mountain rock.
On the surface of the axe, there are also carved secret patterns that are between cuneiform writing and strange runes. The secret pattern does not look like it was carved through technological means at all. It is more like the person who made the ax directly chiseled out the stone carvings with the secret patterns, then polished it into the shape of the ax surface, and then assembled it into this fire axe.
After the fire ax was grasped, the secret pattern on the ax surface immediately showed light blue traces, and Lu Zhao's will became much clearer.
However, when he regained his consciousness, the first thing he did was to swing the fire ax at Jin Jiuyao: "Laughing Angel! Die!!"
"Grass!" Jin Jiuyao was startled. Although he dodged very timely, he was still hit by Lu Zhao in the arm, and blood suddenly flowed out and dripped into the rainy night.
"Lao Lu! You're crazy! Wake up!" Jin Jiuyao shouted in fear, and quickly went to shake Chen Bing and Chen Xue, "Lao Lu is crazy! Lao Lu is crazy!!"
Chen Bing and Chen Xue were indifferent. The two people tilted their necks and looked at him slowly, with a weird smile on their lips: [It's Jin Jiuyao... My student number is
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Jin Jiuyao's blood splashed out, blended into the rainy night, and flowed out like a stream.
He fell to the ground, his pupils slowly dilating...
Before his death, he vaguely saw a dummy classmate squatting towards him...
But gradually, the face of the blurry classmate became clear before his eyes, and it turned out to be...
Lu Zhao held Jin Jiu Yao tightly, but unlike Jin Jiu Yao's own perspective, there were no injuries on his body at this moment.
Looking at Jin Jiuyao who had lost consciousness, Lu Zhao supported his knees with some exhaustion, resisted the urge to fall to the ground, and continued to observe the surrounding situation.
Hand to help him restrain Jin Jiuyao, there were Chen Bing and Chen Xue...
And beside them, there was a dummy classmate who was nailed to the ground by a fire axe.
The secret pattern on the surface of the fire ax flickers, and the light blue light flows down like magma, eroding the body of the puppet classmate, eroding it bit by bit into a shriveled sculpture.
And its mouth was still moving, vaguely muttering, "I am Jin Jiuyao, and my student ID is..."
Around them, the Forest of Steles of the Dead had indeed emerged from the mist, closing slowly like two rows of human walls.
While Lu Zhao was panting heavily, he walked to the fire ax, held the handle of the fire ax, stepped on the petrified chest of the puppet classmate, and pulled it out.
"Let's go under the light first!!" Lu Zhao shook his head. A trace of madness flashed in his eyes, but he suppressed it immediately. He muttered in a low voice, "We must go back to the dormitory... we must..."
A few minutes later, the three people broke through one more street light pole from "Teaching Building-024" and arrived in the light range of the "Teaching Building-023" street light pole. They finally leaned on the light exhausted.
Lu Zhao, holding a fire ax, was back to back with the two sisters Chen Bing and Chen Xue, pressing against the street lamp pole. At their feet, Jin Jiuyao was still unconscious.
"Old Lu...Looks like this, we have to explain here..." Chen Xue said in a difficult tone.
Lu Zhao gasped and said: "The physical attack power of the Forest of the Dead is very weak. Just like I did just now, I can smash them with the secret pattern ax... Your domain can also effectively stop them..."
But... We can't leave..."
"The hope of survival is very slim, but it is not impossible..."
"The three of us, relying on the lights, should be able to hold on until dawn..."
"Of course, there is another prerequisite, that is, the Laughing Angel does not appear..."
"Hoo, ho..."
"In other words... if we keep the current situation, we can survive... we don't even need to return to the dormitory..."
"Thinking about it this way, isn't it quite optimistic?"
Lu Zhao laughed to himself.
Needless to say anything more, the two sisters Chen Bing and Chen Xue also knew that Lu Zhao had marked their only way out.
But the Forest of the Dead Steles would not let them go. They were singing strange songs as they slowly approached them, shaking their heads, like patches of seaweed in the wind and rain.
But for some reason, Jin Jiuyao, who had been in a coma, suddenly started twitching. Before he woke up, he was repeatedly mumbling some unintelligible words...