Chapter three hundred and fifty first hanging feet
"I told you, that painting is not for sale!"
Just when Long Cheng and others were attending the 'wedding' in Gaofuzhong, on the long street outside, the original painting scribe suddenly floated in front of Feng Shaoyang and the others.
The scribe's appearance at this time was completely different from before. His hair was disheveled and his body was bruised. He looked like he had been poisoned or beaten to death, and his whole body exuded a cold aura, which made people feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
The moment they saw the scribe, some of the Wen Gong students couldn't stand the stimulation and fainted on the spot.
"run!"
Feng Shaoyang's scalp was numb with fear. After shouting, several people carried the unconscious student and immediately ran back in panic.
"My painting..." The scribe raised his terrifying face, looked at the painting on Wen Liang's waist, and then chased after him.
Feng Shaoyang and Wen Liang carried the fainted student and ran forward. Then they saw an open shop next to them. The former immediately stopped and then had a flash of inspiration, "Do you remember the old blind man before he left?"
That’s what you said?!”
When Wen Liang heard this, he frowned and said, "Remember, the old blind man seems to have told us not to stay outside and find a place to stay quickly, otherwise we will bump into unclean things outside."
"That's right. The unclean things he mentioned should be this thing, and if we keep wandering outside, I'm afraid there will be more of these things. So I think the last words of the old blind man should be credible."
Feng Shaoyang then looked at the open shop and said, "Let's go in!"
The situation was urgent. Seeing that the scribe behind them was about to catch up, they didn't have time to think too much and immediately rushed into the shop and closed the door tightly.
The room suddenly fell into darkness, and everyone was even afraid of disturbing the 'scribe' outside. They didn't even dare to let out their breath. It wasn't until they saw the scribe selling paintings passing by and disappearing in front of the store through the crack in the door that they dared to let go.
Xinlai took a breath.
"I was scared to death. I didn't expect the shock to come so suddenly!"
"The old blind man finally didn't trick us this time, so he still has some conscience."
"This level is really terrifying. Is this the test we have to go through?!"
"probably?"
Several people in the Wen Palace were a little frightened. After breathing for a long time, everyone slowly calmed down.
Feng Shaoyang was also a little scared. He didn't expect this level to be so dangerous. At first, he thought this level was just like the "Liao Zhai" he had seen before. At most, it would just be a few ghosts coming out to cause trouble, or like Su Sheng.
It was like Xiao Meng's "Liao Zhai", there was a big monster in it, but what happened was beyond his expectation. Looking at it now, it seems that something is wrong with the people in the whole street.
"Senior Brother Feng, Senior Brother Wen, what should we do next?"
After calming down, it was time to consider the next step. One student asked.
Feng Shaoyang pondered for a moment and then said: "Since the rule of the second level is that if you stay awake and walk out, you will pass, so maybe we should go back now and leave Shuangshui Town."
After hearing this, Wen Liang shook his head and said: "I don't think so. The rules say that walking out is the test of getting out of the second level. It does not mean that you are walking out of Shuangshui Town. I think it is possible that after dawn, those ghosts and monsters will disappear.
, and then everything will be over, if we can stay awake until dawn, we should be able to pass!"
Feng Shaoyang analyzed it carefully and felt that Wen Liang's words were also possible.
"Then according to what Senior Brother Wen said, we can just hide here all the time. As long as we don't go out, then we will have nothing to worry about!" A student said optimistically.
Several people were talking, maybe they had been squatting for too long, and some people's feet were numb, so they stood up and moved around, trying to find a place in the store where they could sit and rest.
The man started groping in the dark in the store, but not far away, he felt as if his head had hit something. This startled him in the dark room, and the student immediately shouted:
"WTF?"
The people at the door immediately became nervous when they heard the man shouting, "Chen Su, what's wrong with you?"
The student was very nervous in such an environment and replied: "I don't know, I always feel like there is something above our heads."
"Is there something?"
Feng Shaoyang frowned when he heard this. He was in the midst of a test and in such a dangerous environment. He should not be careless if there was any slight disturbance. So he also stood up and advised others: "Don't move, you all. I
Let’s explore the situation.”
As he spoke, Feng Shaoyang tentatively took two steps forward, and then touched the top of his head, but found nothing, so he boldly walked in again until he came to the previous one called 'Chen Su'
There was still nothing found around the student, which made him sigh in relief and said: "Don't make a fuss, there is nothing, you must be too nervous!"
"Yeah?!"
Seeing that nothing happened to Feng Shaoyang, the student breathed a sigh of relief and felt that he might have overreacted.
But just when the two of them were about to go back, Feng Shaoyang suddenly felt his head hit something as soon as he lifted his feet. The thing was a bit hard, and it hurt his forehead a little when it hit him. Feng Shaoyang subconsciously reached out and grabbed the thing, "Something's wrong."
Ah, it was fine when I came here just now, but why did I bump into it when I was walking back?"
He reached out and touched the thing, only to feel that the thing was cold and hard, and there was a chill that seemed to be running down his hand towards his body.
He felt the shape of the thing, but the more he touched it, the more strange he felt, "Why does this thing look so like... a foot?!"
"Senior Brother Feng, don't scare me. How could you hit our head with your foot?" The student named Chen Su's voice started to tremble.
A student at the door heard this and subconsciously replied: "If one foot can hit his head, that means that person is hung..."
"..."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room was shocked.
Hanging it?!
Wouldn't that be...
"hiss……"
There were several gasping sounds in the room at that time.
After Feng Shaoyang heard this, he immediately lost his composure. Then he lowered his head subconsciously, and said to another person next to him: "Don't move around. Let's squat down first, and then slowly move back to the door. Do you understand?"
Chen Su was almost frightened and nodded hurriedly when he heard this.
Then the two of them squatted down together, preparing to move back slowly.
At this time, a student at the door said: "Maybe we are all just guessing. I have a fire hazard on my body. Do you want to show it to me?"
"don't want!"
Feng Shaoyang and Wen Liang spoke to stop him almost at the same time, but who knew it was already too late. While speaking, the student had already taken out the fire seal and blew on it.
call……
In an instant, a dim candlelight shone in the store.
Along with this ray of light, everyone subconsciously raised their heads and looked over their heads, and then everyone froze.
In a huge shop, on the beams above their heads, there were more than a dozen corpses hanging densely, including those of adults, children, old people, and women...
…They all hanged themselves to death, and all of them died miserably.
Moreover, the neck bones of those people had been strangled due to hanging, so their heads were hanging down and looking down. This made Feng Shaoyang, who was squatting on the ground and looking up, look up and see a dozen pairs of eyes that were staring at him.
He was staring at him hard.
"..." Feng Shaoyang suddenly turned to stone on the spot, his whole body feeling cold.