Chapter 6 Ghost Upper Body

The teacher's office building was newly built this summer, and the smell of formaldehyde inside has not completely dissipated, so there are not many people there.

People's teacher Shi Qingsong stood in front of the elevator holding a stack of documents and pressed the button.

He wears round glasses and a dark shirt, his hair is combed meticulously, his face is calm and stable, and his temperament is elegant and easy-going, just like the professor who read poetry in the photos of the Republic of China.

He treats people well, is gentle and frugal, and the middle-aged man Shi Qingsong has always been a good teacher in the eyes of students, a good subordinate in the eyes of leaders, a good husband in the eyes of his wife, and a good father in the eyes of his children.

The elevator descended from the upper floor, and with a ding dong, the door slowly opened.

There was a man standing in the corner of the elevator. He was wearing a yellow construction site protective helmet, his blue worker uniform and trousers were stained with large patches of black mud, and the protective gloves on his hands were worn out.

Ordinary construction site workers only wear white masks on their faces, so their age and appearance cannot be seen.

'Is this building still under renovation? '

Thinking to himself, Shi Qingsong stepped into the elevator, and immediately smelled a pungent smell of decoration materials.

There is no doubt that the source of the smell is the worker, as if he noticed Shi Qingsong's gaze, he stepped back half a step awkwardly.

Shi Qingsong coughed in embarrassment, smiled awkwardly but politely, suppressed his breath, and reached out to press the button on the first floor.

The elevator continued to descend, and in the narrow and confined space, the pungent smell became more and more intense, as if it was about to penetrate into the nasal cavity, soak into the throat, and corrode the alveoli.

Shi Qingsong pretended to move casually, away from the source of the smell, and at the same time covered his nose with the document in his hand, breathing slowly.

tick.

The sound of liquid dripping.

Shi Qingsong didn't look back, and through the mirror-like walls in the elevator, he could see some kind of black liquid slowly dripping from the worker's trouser legs.

Mud?

The people's teacher pursed his lips, hugged the documents in his hand tighter, and silently hoped that the elevator would arrive at the end as soon as possible.

Tick, tick.

The black muddy water dripped more and more, and soon a large pool formed under the workers' feet, occupying most of the elevator floor.

At the same time, the pungent smell became more intense, almost stinging the skin and penetrating into the heart.

what's the situation? !

Shi Qingsong took two steps back, while avoiding the spilled liquid, he glared at the silent worker.

This stare almost took away half of Shi Qingsong's soul.

The construction worker's eyes were dull, his pupils were cloudy and diffuse, and the surroundings of the dark pupils were blood-red.

These are the eyes of the dead man!

Shi Qingsong felt the hairs all over his body explode, and he suddenly thought of a piece of news related to this building.

Just two months ago, a road builder stood next to an asphalt gravel distributor as the road in front of the building was resurfaced and resurfaced.

Suddenly, an axle on one side of the truck broke, and the body of the truck behind the truck poured out, and the hot asphalt and fine gravel instantly covered half of the road builder's body.

The construction team rushed forward to try to rescue them, but because the asphalt was highly viscous and under pressure, and it was mixed with too much gravel, it was impossible for people to pull it out.

Moreover, the hot asphalt is sticky and hot, so it cannot be cut by machinery, and can only be cut with a hoe and shovel.

After more than ten minutes of digging, the worker was finally dug out, but his lower body had been scalded alive by the hot asphalt... There was no chance of rescue.

Fortunately or unfortunately, the worker fell into a coma within a few minutes of the incident and did not suffer too much pain. The construction party paid a large sum of money to his family as the aftermath.

In order to avoid negative impact, the school strictly prohibits insiders from disclosing information, and school staff cannot discuss with each other. Shi Qingsong, as one of the few insiders, will quietly speed up his pace every time he walks across the road in front of the teacher's office building.

Tick, tick.

Thoughts pulled back,

Black turbid droplets dripped down from the construction worker's trouser legs like a small waterfall. It was a mixture of hot asphalt and blood plasma.

It was hot, sticky, and filled with a pungent smell, and there was also a faint smell of barbecue.

The builder took a step forward, the asphalt sticky like glue beneath his feet, ripping apart the rubber soles of his shoes and the tough fabric of his construction uniform.

As if he didn't notice the hot asphalt, he took another step forward, and the sticky asphalt was like a pair of big hands, firmly pulling the exposed skin of his legs.

呵啦——

Under the action of the asphalt, the large areas of skin on the legs "fall off" easily like taking off rubber rain boots, leaving only the pink and white muscles and tendons.

Moving his muscular thighs, the worker walked towards Shi Qingsong without haste.

Crack, crack, crack, every time they stepped on the ground, part of the flesh on the soles of the worker's feet would be torn off, and the pale bones were exposed from the pink flesh, splashing blood on Shi Qingsong's distorted face.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

The terrified Shi Qingsong screamed, without any elegant and easy-going scholarly temperament.

He backed up as hard as he could, pressing his back against the elevator door desperately, while pressing the emergency button in the elevator with trembling fingers.

The place where he stood on his feet was the only island not submerged in asphalt.

Ding dong.

The elevator bell rang and the first floor arrived.

The door opened with a sound, and Shi Qingsong, whose glasses were askew, let the documents fall in all directions, eagerly opened the elevator door, and rushed out.

He forgot one thing.

When he was a child, his grandma told him that he must not run when he sees a ghost, because the heel of the person will lift up when running, and the evil spirit will take the opportunity to put his toes under the heel of the person to occupy the human body. body.

Behind him, invisible to his eyes, the workers in the elevator stood upright, pointing their toes to the ground, like a motionless ballet dancer, floating lightly out of the elevator room.

The hall on the first floor was empty and extremely silent, only the sound of Shi Qingsong's frantically running footsteps broke the tranquility.

Soon, soon he'd be running out the gate, into the sun.

Finally, at the last moment when his fingers touched the handle of the door, the tip of the ghost's toes lightly touched Shi Qingsong's raised heel.

Card! !

Shi Qingsong, who was running wildly, stopped suddenly. He stood up straight with no expression on his face, and walked to the wall of the teacher's office building lobby. Taking advantage of the reflection in the wall tiles, he slowly put on his tilted glasses, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and Hair combed into a meticulous shape.

Tread Tread.

"Shi Qingsong" turned around very calmly, and walked back to the elevator, only to see that everything in the elevator was as usual, and there was not even a drop of asphalt plasma.

He squatted down, picked up the scattered papers from the ground, and held them in his arms.

From an angle where the elevator couldn't see, "Shi Qingsong" laughed wildly, the corners of his mouth almost reaching his ears.