Why is My Second Dimension Weird?

There was a crisp dripping sound.

The strong man heard clearly this time, the voice came from behind the statue!

The strong man couldn't help but get closer, intending to see clearly.

A strong smell of blood came to the nostrils!

The strong man subconsciously covered his mouth and nose, with a look of horror on his face.

He finally found the source of the 'water drop'.

A thin blood-red line flowed down from the back of the statue along the pedestal.

The strong man kept looking along the thin red line, and there seemed to be something in the broken neck of the statue.

Blood seemed to be gushing out of that thing.

It's just that from the current angle of the strong man, he can only see a black mass.

The strong man walked along the statue to the front...

Pfft!

The strong man suddenly fell to the ground, looking at the headless statue in front of him in horror, his teeth chattering!only trembling.

At the break of the statue's neck, a head was quietly placed on it.

The head was disheveled, and the eyes were round and staring, looking straight at him.His mouth was wide open, but he didn't make a sound, his face was full of horror, who else could it be if it wasn't his virtuous brother?

The strong man never imagined that the thin man's head was beheaded without a sound, and then placed on top of the god statue. What's even more frightening was that he didn't notice anything strange.

If the other party aimed at him, I'm afraid he would already be decapitated by now!

escape!

Run away! !

There is only one thought in the strong man's mind now!

His body had already moved subconsciously, he got up from the ground with hands and feet, then turned around and rushed into the heavy snow outside.

The biting coldness cleared the strong man's spirit.

As he ran, he turned his head and looked behind him with lingering fear.

The ruined temple was gradually hidden in the ice and snow.

The sudden murder completely disrupted the strong man's plan.

For the sake of his own life, the strong man didn't dare to stay where he was. He braved the wind and snow, stepped on the snow enough to cover his calves, and ran away from the ruined temple.

There is a vast expanse of white in the heavy snow, and it is almost impossible to distinguish the direction.

"Ha ha!"

Panting heavily, the strong man ran forward with all his strength, without any intention of stopping.

There is only one thought in his mind now: run!Run as far as possible!

I don't know how long it took, but the strong man finally slowed down after panting.

At this time, he had been running in the heavy snow for more than half an hour, and finally he was too tired to run anymore.

The strong man stopped slowly, put his hands on his knees, and panted hard.

After a long time, the strong man stood up slowly, and was about to identify his position.

Suddenly his eyes froze.

That weird ruined temple somehow appeared right in front of him inexplicably!

Amidst the flying snow, the ruined temple looked like a huge monster lying on the snow, looking at him mockingly.

Horror instantly covered the strong man's face.

"what!"

He let out a strange cry, turned and ran.

But everything he did was in vain.

When he stopped again, when he looked up, the ruined temple quietly appeared in front of him again.

At this time, the snow seemed to be getting bigger and bigger... Two days later, the snow began to clear.

Most of Xuzhou is almost covered in white.

A caravan of dozens of people appeared on the official road and walked slowly towards Xiapi.

咴~!

The horses pulling the wagon were walking well, when they suddenly raised their front hooves as if they had been frightened, and screamed in horror.

"Wow~!"

The driver on the side immediately took the reins and calmed down patiently.

"Look what is that!?"

At this time, a voice sounded in the team, and everyone turned to look in front of the pipeline.

There is a large pool of dark red stains in the snow-white, and there seems to be something wrapped in the stains.

Under the order of the leader, the two followers stepped forward to check.

Soon they exclaimed.

"Dead! Dead!"

The guards immediately drew their weapons and stood around the caravan while scanning their surroundings vigilantly.

Soon the two corpses buried in the snow, whose heads had been brutally beheaded, were pulled out of the snow by the caravan.

Soon after, the two bodies were handed over to the county government.

After a careful inspection, they did not find identifications such as guides on them.

The tragedy that happened in the heavy snow was dismissed hastily by the county government as two vagrants from other places who were murdered for money.

The two corpses were also pushed by two handymen on a cart to Yizhuang outside the city.

These two corpses were both grown men, and together they weighed two to three hundred catties. In addition, it had just snowed heavily, and the road was very difficult to walk on.

Moreover, Yizhuang is located five miles outside Xiapi City.

Before they arrived at Yizhuang, it was already dark.

They can only have one person lighting a torch while the other pushes the cart, and they take turns after walking a certain distance.

Stumbling like this, he finally arrived at Yizhuang before Zishi.

It is guarded by an old man who is blind and deaf all the year round.

The two handymen rushed back without bothering to say hello, and dragged the cart into Yizhuang.

The whole Yizhuang is like a long-abandoned house, and most of the corpses of refugees whose identities cannot be identified are placed inside.

It has not been cleaned for a long time, and the ground is covered with fallen leaves, straw and other debris.

There was a gust of wind, and the doors and windows full of holes made a strange humming sound.The fallen leaves on the ground were rolled up and swirled in the air, as if a naughty hand was playing with the fallen leaves.

Strips of huge white gauze are hung on the beams of the house, and when the wind blows, they immediately float up, looking from a distance like ghosts flying around the Yizhuang.

In the hall of Yizhuang, several coffins were placed in the air with long benches, and more corpses were directly wrapped in a broken straw mat and thrown on the ground randomly.

Looking at the human figures protruding under the straw mat, one can't help but feel chills in the heart.

The entire Yizhuang is full of holes, and the air is unobstructed, but there are too many corpses. There are as many as ten or twenty corpses in coffins and wrapped in straw mats.

There was a faint stench of corruption in the air.

One of the handymen surnamed Li who was holding a torch couldn't help shivering, and urged again and again:

"This Yizhuang feels so evil, let's go quickly!"

"Aren't you talking nonsense! This is Yizhuang, a place dedicated to releasing dead people!

Come on over and give me a hand, move these two guys in and we're good to go! "

Another handyman surnamed Zhao urged impatiently, but after listening carefully, one could find that there was a trace of trill in his voice.

He seemed to want to respond to the strong anxiety in his heart by speaking loudly.

"I'm coming!"

The handyman holding the torch reluctantly found a place to plug the torch, and then, together with his comrades, moved a corpse off the cart and dragged it into the Yizhuang.

After randomly throwing the corpses into the corner near the door, Handyman Li looked at everything in the Yizhuang in horror, his eyes drifted to the corpses covered with straw mats and white cloths on the ground from time to time, but it was like getting an electric shock , immediately looked away.

"What are you still dawdling about? Hurry up and move the other one, and we can leave!"

Zhao handyman urged again and again.

"Oh."

The two went outside and lifted another body from the cart.

Just as Zhao was about to go inside, Li suddenly let go.

Pfft!

The weight of the corpse was originally uneven. When he let go of his hand suddenly, the corpses all fell to the handyman Zhao's side, and most of the corpses were pressed on him at once.

"The surname Li! You're fucking dead!"

Handyman Zhao almost had his bones broken, and immediately started yelling.

Handyman Li didn't reply, but pointed at the corpse with horror on his face.

"He, he moved just now!"

"Fart! Why didn't I feel it!"

Zhao handyman was furious.

"Help me up quickly!"

Handyman Li didn't reply. He kept his eyes fixed on the corpse. He walked over carefully, lifted the corpse, and pulled Handyman Zhao up from the ground.