a zombie haunts me

Chapter 179 The Scary Pottery Museum

All of a sudden, my steps froze, the voice was clearly Bai Chenxu!

I turned around suddenly, and I really saw Bai Chenxu standing not far behind me, and there was another person beside him.

It wasn't until they approached that I could see clearly that the person following Bai Chenxu was Wu Chuan.

It's strange, Wu Chuan's injury hasn't fully recovered yet, why did he suddenly appear here today?

"Don't worry, Boss Wu is here to help us. Don't you think this place is strange?"

As Bai Chenxu spoke, I suddenly realized that we were standing less than 20 meters away from the pottery museum.

Looking around, I really didn't find anything wrong except that the smell in the air was a little stronger.

The expression on A Lang's face was slightly disdainful, but he quickly regained his composure. After thinking about it, he said to me, "Who is this person?"

"This is Wu Chuan. Boss Wu runs a bank in the city. Thanks to him for saving me last time."

When I say that, I feel a little nervous inside.

Because, I know very well that Ah Lang has met Wu Chuan, and, more importantly, he has seen such an embarrassing scene.

"Is that so..." A Lang raised his hand and gently stroked my drooping hair behind my ears as he spoke. The gesture was so intimate that I was stunned.

At this time, he went on to say: "Then I have to thank Boss Wu."

At this moment, I noticed the flash of emotion on Wu Chuan's face.

It's strange, why did he act a little jealous when Ah Lang said such a thing?
Maybe I was wrong, I thought.

Suddenly, a purple light suddenly rose not far ahead, and the eyes of the four of us quickly turned over.

"what is this?"

I asked cautiously, however, the next second, the purple light jumped up like a raging fire.

The purple fire shrouded the entire pottery art hall. Looking at the source of the fire, we found that the place where the fire was caught was the electric porcelain kiln in the pottery art hall. Could it be that...

Fear is like a stone falling into the lake of my heart, and there are layers of waves in an instant. I hold A Lang's hand tightly, and the palm of my hand is already sweating.

What the hell is going on? Could it be that this is refining corpse oil?

"Too bad, it's still a step late."

Bai Chenxu quickly took out a compass and looked at it with the faint light. The pointer of the compass was slightly downward, shaking back and forth unsteadily.

"What exactly is going on?"

I stared at the vibrating pointer on the compass, but my beating heart was like a drum beating.

"This is not refining corpse oil, but ghosts looking for corpse oil."

It was not Bai Chenxu who answered me, but Wu Chuan who had been standing beside Bai Chenxu in silence.

"What, looking for corpse oil?"

At that moment, I felt a strange wind blowing towards my face, blowing on my body like a hundred ants crawling over.

The cold air slowly invaded my body through the thin soles of the shoes, and quickly spread to my internal organs, limbs and bones.

Although I couldn't see the ghost looking for corpse oil, I could feel the power of that purple energy.

If I guessed correctly, Li Gui should have smelled the smell of corpse oil and was attracted here, but what about the missing students?
I didn't have an answer in my mind for a while, but I heard Bai Chenxu say: "This porcelain kiln must be destroyed, otherwise, the students and teachers in the school will suffer!"

"Destroy the porcelain kiln, and the smell of corpse oil will permeate. I don't know if it will attract more ghosts."

Wu Chuan grabbed Bai Chenxu and motioned him not to be impulsive.

I looked into Wu Chuan's eyes, thought for a while, and said to him, "Is there a way to destroy the porcelain kiln and prevent the smell of corpse oil from leaking out?"

However, Wu Chuan just shook his head and sighed lightly.

I know very well in my heart that the porcelain kiln must be destroyed, but how to destroy the porcelain kiln may require a long-term plan. The most important thing right now is to find the lost child.

"Don't worry about it, let's talk about it after finding Lu Feng and those children."

A Lang said, so the four of us walked slowly towards the pottery hall, but at this critical moment, no one dared to rush in easily.

The purple air around was getting stronger and stronger, but the burnt smell gradually became less.

The street lights of the school flickered, which made me tremble with fright.

We took a few steps forward, and suddenly saw a few crows flopping out of the big tree by the road.

The crow uttered a cry of "Wow wow wow". The sound repeatedly stimulated my eardrums and made all the nerves in my body tense up.

Maybe it was because I was afraid in my heart, and every step I took was trembling, and the slightest disturbance would make me alert.

Just when I was thinking about whether I should keep going or stop and observe, I suddenly heard Bai Chenxu shout: "Look, who is that?"

I was short of breath and looked in the direction Bai Chenxu was pointing at. Not far ahead was the pottery hall. Under the shroud of purple smoke, I could vaguely see a man standing in the corridor on the second floor of the pottery hall.

The man stared at us intently, looking at his figure, he looked very much like Lu Feng!

"Lu...Feng!"

I exclaimed, but the man quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor on the second floor of the pottery museum.

"What are you calling?"

A Lang slammed Bai Chenxu on the back of the head, causing him to stagger and take several steps forward in pain.

"It looks like we have to be more careful."

Wu Chuan stood behind me and said very calmly.

He is different from A Lang's calmness, I always feel that Wu Chuan seems to be calmer than any of us, but A Lang, he is just domineering and confident, thinking that nothing can hurt himself.

I thought about it calmly, and I always felt that it was impossible for Lu Feng to let us find out so easily. All this was like a trap. He was deliberately leading us into the pottery hall. Could it be that the pottery hall has already gathered strength to let us Have gone and never returned?
My heart was extremely dull, as if it was being pressed by something, which made me almost out of breath.

I raised my eyes and glanced at the sky above the pottery hall, and there were a few neighing crows entrenched above.

Everything around looked eerie and weird, even the tall tree beside it, its intertwined appearance was no longer the same as before, but it gave people a sense of urgency.

I stood there in a daze, and suddenly found that my feet were as heavy as lead, and it was very difficult to even take a step.

At this moment, I seemed to reject this place very much in my heart. A Lang suddenly looked down at me and asked, "Why don't you leave?"

"I always feel that Lu Feng brought us into the pottery museum on purpose. What's in there?"

When I was speaking, I felt my teeth chattering, and cold sweat slowly trickled down my hairline, leaving a long tail on my temples.

"If you don't go in and take a look, how can you know what's inside?"

However, A Lang didn't answer me, it was Wu Chuan who spoke.

I turned around and saw Wu Chuan's face. His sword eyebrows slanted into his temples, his slender and energetic eyes were looking straight ahead calmly. His forehead was broad and his nose was straight. Just standing like that gave people a The feeling of grandeur.

I seem to have had this feeling before. After thinking about it calmly for a moment, I suddenly thought of a person—Pluto!
No, Wu Chuan is a man of flesh and blood. Although I didn't feel his heartbeat and breathing at close range, he was injured once in order to save me, and I have seen his wounds.

But this feeling is so similar that I can't tell the difference for a while.

The moment I was distracted, Ah Lang grabbed me violently and pulled me into his arms.

Suddenly, he lowered his eyes and whispered in my ear: "Don't watch other men look so engrossed."

"I...I don't have..."

I covered it up in a panic, but I didn't dare to tell A Lang that Wu Chuan in front of me was so similar to Pluto.

However, out of the corner of my eye, I seemed to catch a glimpse of Wu Chuan's slightly hooked lips, revealing a weird smile.

Suddenly, Bai Chenxu seemed to have made a new discovery.

I saw him bending down quickly, searching for something on the ground, and then took out the compass to test the direction. After walking a few steps forward, he stopped abruptly.

"what happened?"

I asked a question, and an ominous premonition suddenly rose in my heart.

"This pottery museum is purposely built on a shady land. Not only that, but also a shady land. I don't think all of this is accidental. The plan to refine corpse oil has not only been brewing for a day or two."

My beating heart suddenly stopped for a few seconds, and then started beating violently again.

I suddenly remembered that the pottery museum was built before Lu Feng came. Could it be that Lu Feng wasn't the one who initiated this incident?
Who is behind the refinement of corpse oil?
Mysteries came one by one, and I suddenly discovered that the thick purple air split a huge hole in an instant, as if welcoming us.

The four of us stood stagnant at the entrance of the pottery museum, and even A Lang, who was always confident, couldn't walk in with full confidence.

Just when we were all in confusion, the originally closed door of the pottery museum opened in an instant.

What stunned everyone was not the opening of the gate of the pottery museum, but that after the gate was opened, what we saw were students and teachers who were tied together.

"It turns out that the missing students and teachers are all here."

Hearing A Lang's words, I subconsciously took a step forward, but he pulled me back.

With a sullen face on his face, he whispered in my ear: "You know it's a trap, but you still dare to step into it?"

That voice was so domineering and piercing, like sawtooth pulling on my tight nerves.

A gust of wind poured in through the open gate, and I saw the students crying in pain.

Suddenly, a voice came from the pottery hall...

(End of this chapter)