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

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

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

　　 Treating others, being gentle and frugal, middle-aged man Shi Qingsong has always been a good teacher in the eyes of students, a good subordinate in the eyes of a leader, a good husband in the eyes of his wife, and a good father in the eyes of children.

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

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

　　 Ordinary construction site workers, only wearing white masks on their faces, can't tell their age and appearance.

　　‘Is this building still under renovation? ’

　　 Shi Qingsong thought to himself, 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, who seems to have noticed Shi Qingsong's gaze, and he takes a half step back awkwardly.

　　 Shi Qingsong coughed awkwardly, showing an awkward but polite smile, suppressing his breath, and reached out and pressed the button on the first floor.

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

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

　　 ticked.

　　 The sound of liquid dripping.

　　 Shi Qingsong did not look back. Through the mirror-like walls in the elevator, he could see some black liquid dripping slowly from the worker's trouser legs.

　　 Mud?

　　 The people's teacher pursed his mouth, and held the documents in his hand tighter, silently hoping that the elevator would end as soon as possible.

　　 ticking, ticking.

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

　　 At the same time, the pungent odor became stronger and stronger, it was almost irritating to the skin and entering the heart.

what's the situation? !

　　 Shi Qingsong took two steps backwards, while avoiding the spreading liquid, stared at the silent worker.

　　 This stare almost removed half of Shi Qingsong's soul.

　　 I saw the construction worker's dull eyes, the pupils were muddy and diffuse, and the dark pupils were covered with blood.

　　 These are the eyes of the dead!

　　 Shi Qingsong only felt that his whole body was cold and the roots exploded, and he suddenly thought of a piece of news related to this building.

　　 Just two months ago, the road in front of this building was renovated and resurfaced. A road builder was standing next to an asphalt rubble spreader.

　　 Suddenly, one of the axles of the truck broke, and the body behind the truck poured out. Hot asphalt and fine gravel instantly covered half of the road builder's body.

　　 The construction team hurried forward to try to rescue, but because the asphalt was highly viscous and strong, it was mixed with too much gravel, and people couldn't pull it out.

　　 And the hot asphalt is so thick that it can’t be cut mechanically, so it can only be opened with a **** and shovel.

　　 After more than ten minutes of planing, the worker was finally dug out, but his lower body was already burned alive by the hot asphalt...There was no chance of rescue.

　　 Fortunately or unfortunately, the worker was in shock and coma within a few minutes after 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 impacts, the school strictly prohibits the insiders from revealing it, and the school staff cannot discuss with each other. Shi Qingsong, as one of the few insiders, will quietly speed up every time he walks the road in front of the teacher’s office building.

　　 ticking, ticking.

　　 Thoughts pulled back,

　　 The black turbid droplets are like a small waterfall, dripping freely from the trousers of the construction workers. They are a mixture of hot asphalt and plasma.

　　 Hot, sticky, pungent smell, and a faint smell of barbecue.

　　 The construction worker took a step forward. The asphalt under his feet was as sticky as glue, tearing the rubber sole from the tough fabric of the site uniform.

　　 It seemed that he hadn't noticed the hotness of the asphalt. He took another step forward. The sticky asphalt was like a pair of big hands, firmly pulling on the exposed leg skin.

　　呲啦——

　　 Large areas of skin on the legs, under the action of asphalt, like taking off rubber rain boots, easily "shed", leaving only the white and white muscles and tendons.

　　 moving his thighs with only muscles, the worker walked towards Shi Qingsong in a hurry.

　　 Snap, slap, slap, every time you step on the ground, the flesh of the bottom of the worker's feet will be torn off, and the pale bones are exposed from the pink flesh and blood splashed on Shi Qingsong's twisted face.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

　　 Shi Qingsong exclaimed in horror, without any elegant and easy-going bookish qualities.

　　 He backed as hard as he could, and pressed his back to the elevator door desperately, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com pressed the emergency button in the elevator with trembling fingers.

　　 The place where he stands on his feet is the only island that is not submerged by asphalt.

　　 Ding Dong.

　　 The elevator bell rang and the first floor arrived.

　　 The door opened, and Shi Qingsong with slanted glasses allowed the documents to fall in all directions, and eagerly opened the elevator door and rushed out.

　　 He forgot one thing.

When he was young, grandma told him that when you see a ghost, you must not run, because when you run, people’s heels will lift, and evil spirits will take the opportunity to put their toes under the people’s heels to occupy people’s Body.

　　 Behind his invisible eyes, the workers in the elevator were straight, with their toes on the ground, and floated out of the elevator room lightly like a still ballerina.

　　 The hall on the first floor was empty and extremely silent. Only the sound of Shi Qingsong's frantic running footsteps broke the silence.

　　 Immediately, he can run out of the gate and bathe in the sun.

　　Finally, at the last moment when the finger touched the door handle, the ghost's toe touched very lightly under Shi Qingsong's raised heel.

　　 card! !

The running Shi Qingsong suddenly stopped. He straightened his body expressionlessly and walked to the wall of the teacher’s office building lobby. With the reflection in the wall tiles, he slowly put on the tilted glasses, wiped off the sweat on his forehead, and The hair was combed into a meticulous shape.

　　 step to step.

　　 "Shi Qingsong" turned around very calmly, walked back to the elevator, and saw everything in the elevator as usual, there was no half a drop of asphalt plasma.

　　 He squatted down, picked up sheets of scattered paper from the ground, and held it in his arms.

　　 From an invisible angle of the elevator, "Shi Qingsong" laughed wildly, his weird mouth almost reaching his ears.