It’s just that when I think about it now, it’s already too late. This is not my dormitory at all. The weird man hanging at the door of the dormitory is swinging back and forth, like a rippling swing, at the door.

The hemp rope kept shaking and slowly turned around.

The moment he saw it from the front, Zhang Min was shocked. The person hanging on the door was none other than the strange old man with Yang Nannan's face that he saw. She seemed to be hanging, with her neck hanging.

Hanging with a hemp rope, his whole head was hanging on the door, shaking gently. It was exactly the same as what he saw in his dream last time. In other words, it was either his dream or what he saw.

The old man wearing Yang Nannan's face was swinging on the door, but his eyes were closed, as if he was dead, but at this time he still scared Zhang Min half to death, but just when Zhang Min stepped back and wanted to leave

When he came to this place full of terror, the old man's eyes suddenly opened, and he stared at Zhang Min with a cold gaze. The blood in Zhang Min's body suddenly solidified and froze together, and he only felt a wave of

The cold air rushed over me, making me feel suffocated.

The old man's neck was still hanging on the rope, but her eyes were staring at Zhang Min. At midnight, this scene was enough to scare ordinary people to death. The old man stared at Zhang Min, and couldn't help but wonder.

After a while, that sly smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth again, and then he slowly raised his hand, which was as old and yellow and thin as the bark of an old tree, and slowly stretched it towards Zhang Min's face.

She seemed to be choked by the rope and couldn't make a sound, but the corners of her mouth kept moving, as if she was saying the same words to Zhang Min: "I want your face!!"

"Ah," Zhang Min shouted loudly, turned around like crazy and ran outside. At this time, the corridor that was not very far before seemed so spacious, and it seemed that he would have to fight to reach the end.

With all his strength, Zhang Min just kept running.

There was only one sentence left in her mind: "Leave here, you must leave as soon as possible."

She also knew that something in the dark had already attacked her, but what made Zhang Min strange was that she noticed something was different from the moment she went to the dormitory building, but the peach wood sword she was carrying did not emit any sound.

Any sign, how could this happen...

The peach wood sword is a spiritual weapon, how could it suddenly malfunction?

Zhang Min didn't understand, and she didn't have the time to think about it now. She ran all the way up the stairs and hurriedly ran outside the dormitory. The silence around her made her feel more and more frightened. She didn't understand why she was alone this night.

None. Maybe even if I left the dormitory, I would still be within the range of the dark things.

"Damn it..." Zhang Min spread out his left hand, and the peach wood sword in his hand was still as dim and dull without any warning. This made Zhang Min unable to judge whether there was a ghost around him, but Zhang Min had no time to say more.

She thought about it because she noticed something strange. Where she was, it seemed that there was food

Behind the hall, she squeezed her eyes to look at Pang Bin, and she saw the small, dark, open door of the canteen at a glance. Inside the canteen, it was pitch black and she couldn't see anything at all, but outside, there were a lot of people.

A very cold wind blew over, making Zhang Min frightened. Moreover, Zhang Min still discovered a big doubt.

Even though I am under the moonlight, I have no shadow...
Chapter completed!