Female Protagonist and Second Male Lead HE

Situ Zhuo and the others were still together at first, but then they all ran away. Now they are still with Situ Zhuo, only two boys are left, one thin Zhao Wenqing and one tall Wang Keyi.

They hid in the canteen. Zhao Wenqing squatted under the stove and trembled. His legs trembled, making him the most panicked and fearful of the three. Wang Keyi is a little better, his face with big ears and fat face is also ugly, only Situ Zhuo is the most calm, looking for something that can be used in the kitchen, he found a large kitchen knife, which should be used to chop bones. He held it in his hand and made two gestures.

Looking at his appearance, Wang Ke couldn't help but swallowed and asked, "Situ, can we, can we escape? Li Mao and the others, are they all dead?"

There was originally a boy with them just now, but when they crossed the playground, the plastic track suddenly softened and turned into sand. Many hands stretched out from the sand to grab the boy. Wang Ke still feels that the sound of the boy crying for help is echoing in his ears, and he is thumping in the sand, but he is strangled to death by his hands in the sand and his intestines are tied around his neck. Wang Keyi really regretted that when he looked back, he was so sick that he vomited for a long time, and everything in his stomach vomited out.

Situ Zhuo ignored Wang Keyi's words at all. These people were so timid. They weren't very powerful when they slept with girls. They took a big stick, but now they looked like a dog. Situ Zhuo looked down on it. If it hadn't been for these two to be able to act as human shields just in case, Situ Luo would have dropped them early.

In the playground before, it was him that had to be grasped by his hands. Situ Zhuo did not hesitate to pull the boy next to him, let him cushion himself, stepped on his body and jumped out of the sandpit.

Situ Zhuo was very indifferent to the deaths of others. These people died when they died. There was no touch in his heart. Only those strange ghosts made him feel jealous and fearful.

"Situ! We came with you, you must take me out safely!" When Wang Ke saw that Situ didn't speak, he was angry and afraid, so he stepped forward and grabbed his arm.

Situ Zhuo glanced at him: "Be quiet, do you want to be discovered by those ghosts?"

Wang Keyi's anger was immediately extinguished, and he shrank his head and looked around. The surroundings are quiet, as if nothing unusual.

Situ Zhuo pulled his hand away, "Waiting here for the time being, maybe I can go out until dawn."

Wang Ke finally felt relieved when he heard the words, he sat on the ground and gasped. The cafeteria was very empty, with tables, chairs and benches outside, and the kitchen they were in could see the outside through the glass windows. There is a clock in the hall, pointing towards ten o'clock in the evening.

"It's ten o'clock now? It can't be so fast, right?" Wang Ke was taken aback, and they ran here as if fleeing for their lives.

Situ Zhuo glanced at the clock casually, "Obviously it's broken, and the seconds have not turned."

Wang Ke took a closer look and found that it was like this, but after a few minutes, he subconsciously glanced at the clock and found that the clock was now pointing to five o'clock. He stared at it for a while with wide eyes. It did not move, but the shortest clock was moving, almost one frame per minute. What made him most strange was that he felt very hungry, as if he hadn't eaten all day, and his stomach was burning.

"What's the matter? Do you feel hungry?"

Situ Zhuo felt it too, but he was not as serious as Wang Keyi. He was a little hungry, but he was even more thirsty, the kind of thirsty that did not drink water for a day. When he entered the canteen almost half an hour ago, he was not at all thirsty or hungry. There is something wrong with this quiet cafeteria, the flow of time inside seems to be different from outside

"What's wrong with me, I'm so hungry." Wang Keyi is tall and fat, and he likes to eat. He can't stand being hungry. Within two minutes, he feels too hungry.

Fortunately, this was the cafeteria. He got up from the ground, found the bread and milk beside the window, tore open the bag and gobbled it up.

Situ Zhuo licked his lips, but did not act rashly. He watched Wang Ke start to eat. Then he tried to pick up a bottle of well-packaged milk. Just about to take the straw, he heard Wang Ke gag. With a sound, I vomited everything I ate.

"What the hell, this is not milk, is it tofu flowers? It is spoiled? Why is it so fishy." Wang Ke was disgusted by the fishy smell of'milk', and threw the milk box aside, still eating bread .

Situ Zhuo sank his face and tore open the milk box in his hand. He saw that there was indeed something like tofu flower in the box, but the blood streaks and small meridians on it made it look more like another thing. .

He immediately threw away what was on his hand in disgust. "Stop eating."

It's a pity that he said it too late, Wang Keyi has already eaten two breads.

"What?" Wang Ke looked at him blankly, still holding a torn bread in his hand ready to eat.

Situ Zhuo only glanced at him and showed an expression of vomiting. Wang Keyi's belly grew bigger and bigger without knowing it, but he didn't realize it.

Situ Zhuo also felt more and more hungry, so he couldn't keep going. He was carrying a knife to leave here. When Wang Ke saw it, he quickly got up to follow him, but he fell over only two steps after he walked out. Only then did he find that his stomach was so big that he was living like a water polo. This ‘water polo’ made him walk and sway, accidentally threw himself on the side of the stove, his stomach was squeezed with a puff, and yellow thick water poured out of it.

With his eyes wide open, he threw himself into a thick, foul-smelling yellow water, suddenly vomiting a large amount of blood in his mouth.

Zhao Wenqing, who had been shivering in the corner, yelled, crawled out and walked around the corpse of Wang Keyi, who was like a dead pig, and chased Situ Zhuo.

Situ Zhuo got out of the cafeteria, and found that he was correct in guessing. The weather outside was still the same as they were in the cafeteria, and obviously time hadn't passed.

Where do you hide next? Where is the safest? Situ Zhuo was thinking about this issue. Of course he didn't want to meet those ghosts, but almost everywhere in this school was weird.

He walked out for two steps, Zhao Wenqing followed, Situ Zhuo smelled the smell of urine on his body and gave him a disgusting look. Zhao Wenqing cowered, lowered his head and did not speak, but followed him tightly.

Suddenly, the earth trembled, and Situ Zhuo's eyes suddenly widened. He saw a black shadow, which was very big, twice as tall as the six-story main teaching building, as if it had suddenly grown out of the ground, like a disgusting sarcoma with thorns on it. When I looked closely, I found that there was a human head on the top of the spurs, and everyone cried dizzyly.

Situ Zhuo didn't take precautions, and he knelt down almost immediately, feeling dizzy and vomiting.

He raised his head, don't know why, he felt that the thing saw him, and the huge sarcoma quickly approached.

Situ Zhuo was shocked, if he encountered an ordinary ghost, he really wanted to try it with the knife in his hand, but such a huge thing, he couldn't fight it at all and could only run away.

Seeing Situ Zhuo run away, Zhao Wenqing also trembled to follow, and the two ran towards the school auditorium in the distance, trying to distance themselves from the sarcoma.

At the same time, beside the dormitory, Xin Xiaolu looked at the terrible sarcoma and laughed weirdly, "It's out to eat again."

Xin Yanlai looked at her quietly without asking anything, his expression thoughtful. He was holding Xin Xiaolu's hand, and he could feel that there was no temperature in her hand, just like holding an ice cube. Unlike the usual cool but human temperature touch, it feels like holding a corpse's hand now.

The rational end of his brain made him feel suspicious and afraid of everything in front of him, forcing him to let go of the strange "Xin Xiaolu" in front of him, but his body subconsciously grasped Xin Xiaolu's cold hand even more tightly. Feeling that the sarcoma stopped for a moment and trying to come in their direction, Xin Yanlai stopped Xin Xiaolu behind without any consideration.

He made this action subconsciously, and Xin Xiaolu was also stunned. She lowered her eyes, and the weird cold smile on her face turned into a girl's smile. She also took Xin Yanlai's hand tightly and said again: "It's okay, I won't let you die."

It's so pitiful to die here.

Xin Xiaolu took Xin Yanlai’s hand and ran in the direction of the sarcoma. Xin Yanlai realized that she was very powerful. He was dragged forward at all. It felt a little unreal. He seemed to be Flying on flat ground is normal.

After they approached, the sarcoma did not try to approach them anymore, and pursued something to the auditorium.

The booming sound and the faint crying became the only voice on campus.

Situ Zhuo realized that he couldn't escape the huge sarcoma at all, and the calmness and composure on his face slowly collapsed as the sarcoma got closer. He quickly ran to the entrance of the auditorium, broke the lock with a single blow, ran in, and immediately wanted to lock the door. Zhao Wenqing, who was chasing behind him, was one step away, and he responded quickly and stretched out his hand to block it, but Situ Zhuo unceremoniously pressed his hand with the door.

"Ah -" Zhao Wenqing cried out in pain, but with a little effort, he squeezed open the door with only a gap and squeezed into the auditorium. Situ Zhuo was too lazy to entangle him, kicked him aside, closed the door completely, and moved a chair nearby to block the door. There were two tables next to him, and he pushed him over to block the door.

After doing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the sweat on his forehead kept rolling down.

"Are we safe?" Zhao Wenqing huddled his palms to one side, his voice weak.

They were in the auditorium and couldn't see what was happening outside, but Xin Yan could see clearly. After the sarcoma arrived in the auditorium, it spread out, like a ball of plasticine, enveloping the entire auditorium. The fleshy spurs with human faces continued to elongate and howl in all directions. In this cry, Xin Yan came. Seeing black shadows and strange things approaching everywhere, some stopped outside the sarcoma, and some couldn't wait to join the sarcoma.

Seeing them merge together, countless terrifying things passed through the sarcoma and entered the auditorium. Xin Yanlai suddenly felt that the auditorium was like a cage, and now it was locked.

As more and more weird things came here, some still tried to get close to Xin Yan. Xin Yanlai, who is incompatible with this place, is also the coveted object of these inhuman things.

Xin Yan came to stand there, and suddenly his feet were tight. Something caught his ankle. It was a palm that came out of the ground. He just wanted to break free, and the clean Xin Xiaolu beside him suddenly turned into that terrifying stump again. As her changes, Xin Yanlai appeared a thick pool of blood under her feet.

The pool of blood spread out around him, and those pools of life-like blood flowed around, separating an area for Xin Yanlai, and the surrounding ghosts could no longer get closer to Xin Yan. The palm of the hand holding Xin Yanlai’s ankle melted into the pool of blood. Xin Yanlai saw many identical palms emerging from the edge of the pool of blood. They seemed to twist their fingers angrily, and the blood flow spread out quietly. Those palms were forced to retreat farther and farther, not daring to stay around the pool of blood.

Standing in the middle of a pool of blood, Xin Yanlai's face was pale, but he still knelt down, picked up the stump beside him, and hugged it tightly in his arms.

"I don't know what's going on with you, but I will also protect you. Xiaolu, I will take you out of here." Xin Yanlai whispered.