Crow's Paradise

Regarding the "Mu Zhongheng" joke, the two only responded with laughter and other jokes.

Afterwards, the two of them chatted about some of the rumors they knew about the auditorium.

The three of them were talking and didn't fall far behind. On the contrary, their pace was much faster and they quickly caught up with the two people in front.

The two were stopping in front of the curtain hanging on the stage, waiting for the three of them to arrive.

When the three of them came to the curtain, Yu Yu pounded the wide curtain with his right hand and said:

"The drama club's props were damaged when they were placed in the auditorium. They were inside."

Everyone's eyes turned to the curtain.

At this time, Yu Yu also opened the curtain and walked in.

Everyone followed suit one by one.

When Yao Yan entered, he did not forget to keep his right hand in sight.

However, when he opened the curtain and entered, everything in front of him instantly turned into black and white.

Such an abnormal change made Yao Yan stop his movements immediately.

Moreover, everyone else is gone.

In his field of vision, he was the only one left.

Although Yao Yan's mood did not change due to such an unusual situation, he still became more vigilant.

However, there is nothing unusual except that the color is black and white.

At this time, a thin voice came from his ears.

The sound was very soft. If he hadn't been quiet enough, even the sound of the friction of clothes caused by a movement could have covered up such a soft sound.

However, the strange thing is that when Yao Yan intends to listen attentively, the voice will disappear.

And when he didn't listen attentively, the voice would reappear.

He did not waste too much time on the sound. After a brief observation and confirming that he could not hear the sound clearly, he immediately focused his attention on the surrounding environment.

There was no curtain around him anymore.

This is not the backstage area behind the stage.

In comparison, does this place look more like a classroom?

However, it is not the classroom of this era.

Yao Yan started to move, marching in this place that looked like a classroom corridor.

But soon, he overturned this conclusion.

Because, in front of him, there were steel fences.

This is

cell.

Moreover, the space within these cells is beyond imagination.

The thin voice that lingered in his ears, like a human voice, like a whisper, combined with the black and white prison-like scene, made him even more alert.

If he still has a body, according to his original character, maybe his mind at this time has been occupied by fear, right?

However there is no if.

He didn't stop and continued walking along the long and narrow prison corridor with only one road.

Thin sounds accompanied his steps, resounding in this dark and quiet prison.

Then he came across a corner.

A corner formed by a ninety-degree fold line.

Without stopping, Yao Yan held the coin in his hand tightly and continued to move forward.

When he came to the corner, he didn't pause and turned directly.

However, almost as soon as he turned around, he stopped.

Because there was something hanging in front of him that was almost in direct contact with his face.

In the black and white world, this dim humanoid thing stood in front of him.

That is

A corpse?

Yao Yan slowly raised his head and saw a familiar face.

Short hair that was just above the ears, and eyes that were wide and bleeding.

Reluctance, despair, fear?

The complex emotions were solidified on the face full of blood, the body was mutilated, and even the internal organs could be seen.

Her name is Haiqin.

It's dangerous here.

The thing that killed her may have a habit of tearing up corpses.

There was no reaction, he simply made these three judgments, then he clenched his right hand that raised his eyes upwards, and clenched the crow coin in it.

Yao Yan walked around the corpse and continued to move forward. The thin voice coming from his ears sounded more and more like Hai Qin's voice and her tone.

Before walking around the corpse, he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye that the place where he had started had been swallowed up by darkness.

The spreading darkness seemed to be moving and was already approaching the corner.

Yao Yan had the idea of ​​​​running faster, but his previous judgment and observed phenomena made him suppress this idea and let himself continue to move forward at the original speed.

After that, he came across another corner.

However, when he turned the corner, he didn't encounter any more corpses or anything else.

Neither speeding up nor slowing down, keeping the crow coin at the ready.

After advancing for a while, a curtain appeared in front of him.

Squinting his eyes slightly, he walked towards the curtain.

Lifting the curtain, his vision returned.

And before his eyes, everything appeared again.

It's not a dark underground prison, nor a dark and gloomy steel fence.

Yu Qing, Yu Yu, and Jiang Jing stood in front of him, with their backs to him.

but

There was no sign of Haiqin.

This situation made him couldn't help but think of the corpses he saw in the black and white underground prison.

At this time, the three people in front of him looked around and seemed a little strange.

Jiang Jing turned around and saw Yao Yan, looked around again, and after confirming that there was no Hai Qin, he spoke first:

"Where's Haiqin?"

Yu Qing and Yu Yu also started looking around. Yu Qing looked a little confused and said:

"She is following my sister."

Yu Yu even came directly to Yao Yan's side and lifted the curtain.

However, Haiqin was not found.

"She went back?" Yu Yu looked puzzled with the same puzzled expression.

Yao Yan had no intention of telling a few people what he had seen before, but he had to ask.

"President, this auditorium used to be a prison?"

"Ah?" Yu Yu, who was looking for Hai Qin's figure, was stunned for a moment, "Okay, it seems so?"

She also looked uncertain.

"What prison."

Jiang Jing, who also had no idea what was going on, was certainly in the mood to joke:

"Sister Yu, can you please stop taking what that senior made up as fact?"

Jiang Jing looked contemptuous:

"The auditorium is obviously a gathering place secretly built underground by a group of missionaries when they are not preaching. They serve as a meeting place for private preaching."

"I just said it, I didn't say it was true." Yu Yu grinned, "Next time the script will definitely be yours."

"Haha, I won't lose next time." Jiang Jing raised his head and raised his chest with a proud look on his face, "My script is aimed at you, Sister Yu."

Laughter sounded again.

Yao Yan watched this scene silently.

In his mind, the miserable corpse and the scene of laughter and laughter formed a sharp contrast.