Salted Fish Zombie

Chapter 15

Chen Tian pulled back his torch, not because he was afraid, but because there was oil in the membrane.

He knew in his heart that no matter what, he had to climb this passage.

With a determined effort, Chen Tian pushed forward.

The ghostly faces and hands seemed to fear the torch. As it approached, the ghostly hands would recoil and the faces would silently wail.

They seemed to hate the fire intensely. After the torch passed, the ghostly faces became more hideous and angry, and the ghostly hands around them would reach out towards him.

Chen Tian pressed his elbow against the sticky furnace wall and crawled forward carefully and laboriously.

Ning Su followed closely behind him, holding a flashlight to see the situation inside the furnace wall.

Next was Chen Qing. When she saw what was inside the incinerator's wall, she almost vomited.

Suppressing the urge to vomit, she hurriedly used her invisibility scarf to cover herself. She wanted to leave a part of it for Ning Su, but saw that Ning Su was staring at the wall with relish, as if he was looking at a mural.

Chen Qing: "?"

Ning Su noticed Chen Qing's movement and said, "I don't need it. Give it to Li Yin."

At this moment, Chen Tian reminded Li Yin, "Be careful, these things fear and hate fire."

"Fear and hate fire...they were all burned to death in the incinerator, right?" Li Yin said as he held the torch carefully.

This speculation was reasonable, but it made the situation even more chilling.

Even the sticky feeling on their hands was unbearable. They didn't know if it was an illusion, but there seemed to be a thick, pungent odor inside.

Chen Qing suppressed the urge to dry heave and shifted her attention, asking Ning Su, "Was it like this last time you came in?"

Ning Su replied, "I don't know. It was too dark last time, and I just kept crawling forward."

"......"

Indeed, it might be better not to see anything.

Chen Qing stared at Ning Su's feet, not looking at the things on the incinerator's wall.

Without turning her gaze, her hearing involuntarily concentrated on capturing all the surrounding sounds.

In this state, she seemed to really hear the mournful wails of those ghostly faces mixed in with the sound of clothes rubbing against the sticky wall.

The cold breath entered her limbs through her ear canal, and Chen Qing became colder and colder.

"Why do I feel like those little hands are getting longer and about to touch me!" screamed the person behind her in horror.

Chen Qing's body immediately tensed up, and just then, she felt a weighty liquid drop on her neck, like the unknown sticky substance on the little hand.

A pungent odor rushed to her head, and an unbearable burning sensation came from her neck.

Chen Qing breathed fast and trembled, nervously swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

A liquid that could penetrate her scarf was already warning for her of the approaching danger.

Li Yin: "Ah fuck! They caught me!"

Chen Qing also felt her ankle caught by something sticky and cold. The little hand was too small, and it clung tightly to her rather than grasping her.

She gritted her teeth and didn't cry out, silently counting the little hands that caught her.