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Chapter Thirty-Nine, Fierce Things(2/2)

Knock on the wall!

Something ghostly was hammering the wall of the dormitory next door, and the hammering position seemed to be exactly where the bed Wang Zun was sleeping.

Boom...

Boom, boom, boom!

One sound is louder than the other, and one sound is harder than the other!

Wang Zun's eyes widened, what does this mean?

If you want to get started, just come right here, there's no need to be so sneaky and scary.

The hammering sound seemed to have no intention of stopping. It was very rhythmic and the intervals were almost the same. Three heavy sounds and one light sound hit Wang Zun's eardrums.

Wang Zun did not move, and had no intention of going over to fight with the opponent. Instead, he closed his eyes and rested his mind.

If he couldn't get out of this dormitory, he could hide here until dawn.

The hammering sound lasted for about half an hour, and finally stopped, and the world fell into silence again.

I don’t know how long it took, a minute, maybe half an hour.

As I walked closer, a strange sound suddenly sounded.

Knock… Knock…

It's jarring and weird.

Wang Zun listened carefully, analyzed it carefully, and finally came to the conclusion that it was the sound of the wooden chair beating.

That chair outside the corridor is moving?

And it’s jumping?

If he said it was not a ghost, Wang Zun would dare to chop off his own head.

Ding...

The sound of the jumping chair passed outside 404, came back, and came back again.

Obviously fishing for law enforcement!

Wang Zun was bold enough to give it a try. He lifted up a corner of the blackout cloth and looked at the windows on both sides of the door.

The windows were tightly closed, but through the glass above, one could see a figure riding on a chair, using the chair as a horse, riding past the door and back again.

The thumping sound was heavy and impactful, and Wang Zun lowered the shading cloth.

It was very scary in this quiet night.

If Wang Zun just doesn’t go out, it’s better to see what they do to him than if he is patient, Wang Zun feels like he will definitely win, okay?

In the dormitory next door, one is knocking on the wall, one is riding a horse outside the door, and one is sleeping on the top bunk!

All three are here!

Who the hell is that that made him leave?

Are there any other victims?

Wang Zun frowned, as if something was pressing on his back. He stretched out his hand to touch it, and what he pulled out was a piece of drawing paper cut from a book.

There was a little girl drawn on the piece of paper. It was a normal thing, nothing special.

But why does it feel like I am pressing against something particularly hard?

It was also at this time that the girl on the paper moved her mouth and was talking.

At the same time, a voice sounded in Wang Zun's mind. It was somewhat familiar, but more unfamiliar.

"Let's go, let's go quickly. The three of them are just puppets. The real cruel thing hasn't come out yet."

puppet?

Is the really cruel thing the stone statue?

"Who are you?"

Wang Zun lowered his voice to the lowest level and spoke against the piece of paper.

"Xiao Feng!"

Wang Zun's eyes widened, Xiaofeng?

Is she Xiaofeng?

Who is that Xiaofeng in the mental hospital?

"I feel like I've seen you before, but I'm pretty sure that I haven't seen you before, but we must have, so I don't want you to take any chances!"

Wang Zun: "..."

"We have met. Just today, I saw your body in the mental hospital. Are you an obsession now?"

Wang Zun finally understood!

Xiaofeng was frightened to the point of going insane. The biggest reason was that a soul in her body was scared away, right?

"I see. No wonder I feel like I've seen you. Come on, before that thing comes up yet, go on!"

"How can I save you?"

Wang Zun answered the question incorrectly.
Chapter completed!
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