Jiang Ye's cold sweat suddenly flowed down his forehead.

The bloody soles of feet had turned around.

"Click!"

The door handle made a slight sound, and with a "crunch", the entire pit door was completely opened, and the light yellow flashlight also squeezed over.

No one.

"Bang."

The pit door was heavily dropped back, and the old man turned around and walked outside.

Jiang Ye, who was hiding on the beam between the two doors of the toilet pit, was sweating profusely. Fortunately, he was quick and his physical fitness was extraordinary. Otherwise, he would have been caught.

It’s not that Jiang Ye didn’t want to close the door on the spot, there would definitely be a sound when locking the door. Let alone people, ghosts know that there are people inside.

Hiding on the cross beam, Jiang Ye vaguely saw the old man's appearance.

He is tall and hunched over like a skinned blood corpse. He holds a flashlight in his left hand, which is a flashlight with a large battery, and a metal iron rod in his right hand.

After flipping off the crossbar, Jiang Ye carefully opened the pit door of the toilet.

Xiaopang patted his chest with lingering fear and said, "I'm so scared, I thought Wenqing, you will be discovered."

"Look a little bit, let's wait for the old man to go upstairs and then go to Class 2." Jiang Ye nodded.

Jiang Ye felt that these two people should not have seen the old man, otherwise they would be so scared that they could not walk, and even screamed.

"I'll turn on the flashlight, you two follow me." Gao Zhen turned on the small flashlight he brought with him, and the faint light made them feel a little relieved.

The two of them walked in front, Jiang Ye walked behind, and after they walked out of the toilet, with a click, the glass of the toilet was slightly broken, and a faint light flashed.

But they didn't see it.

"I still have to find a chance to slaughter the blood corpse."

Jiang Ye frowned slightly. The reason why he didn't take action just now was that he intuition told him that it was not the best time to take action.

If he takes action, something uncontrollable will definitely appear.

The wisdom of 8 o'clock is not just a saying. His butcher intuition told him that just now was not a good time to start.

Xiaopang let out the wind, Jiang Ye and Gao Zhen climbed into the security room at the door from the window next to the door and stole spare keys from each class.

When he walked to the entrance of the corridor, Jiang Ye said, "Gao Zhen, go to the second floor to watch the old man and let the air go. I will accompany Xiaopang to the second floor to send love letters."

"Xiao Pang, what do you think?"

Xiaopang nodded and turned on his flashlight. They were about to touch Class 2: "I think it's OK, Brother Zhen, Wenqing and I will go to Class 2 first, and then we will go to the second floor together."

"That's fine, we'll divide the troops into two groups. Wenqing and Xiaopang will go to the second squad first."

Gao Zhen nodded, blocked the light of the flashlight with his clothes and went up to the second floor.

"Be careful, Brother Zhen." Xiaopang reminded him with some concern.

"Let's go Wenqing, let's finish quickly and hurry up and go to meet Brother Zhen." The little fat Liu Ji's voice was trembling, and his body was instinctively afraid of the darkness.

"Okay." Jiang Ye replied in a low voice, then followed Xiaopang to the door of Class 2.

Going further there is the third shift, with the toilet at the end, and at the end of the toilet is the iron gate leading to the corridor at the other end of the teaching building, and of course there is a staircase leading upstairs.

"Bit!"

The key opened the classroom door of Class 2, and Liu Ji and Jiang Ye walked in quietly along the faint light of the flashlight.

"Tang Xueying's seat in Class 2. I like her very much. I really hope she can promise me." The fat man stuffed the love letter into Tang Xueying's seat with a shy smile.

"Let's go Wenqing."

Looking at Xiaopang who turned his head, Jiang Ye's expression flashed.

"The characters in the plot should not be human, so even if I try it, it shouldn't matter. After all, I just want to survive."

Jiang Ye thought in his heart.

No matter what happened, no matter who was hindering him, or even who was around him, it would be enough as long as he, Jiang Ye, who survived in the end.

"As long as I survived in the end, it's enough."

"The others are just tools that can be used." Thinking of this, Jiang Ye stopped, and the hesitation on his face had receded, and the rest was indifference and resolute.

"Click!"

"What's wrong with Wen Qing?" Xiaopang turned around and looked at Jiang Ye, as if he was puzzled.

"Nothing is wrong with Xiaopang."

A very forced smile appeared on Jiang Ye's face, and he just twisted Xiaopang's neck.

Xiaopang's head, which was like a ball, had already turned around for half a circle, and he turned around and asked Jiang Ye's questions just like he was fine.

"It's abnormal, absolutely abnormal!"

A hint of cruelty and fear flashed across Jiang Ye's face. Jiang Ye was wondering if he didn't find out, would he have to face three monsters in the end?

Now he understood a little why his intuition told him not to act in the toilet. If he did it in the toilet, he might not only face the old man, but also his two friends.

"Wait, there seems to be something on the curtain." Jiang Ye took the curtain down on the windowsill and spread it on the ground.

"Little Pang, look."

"Puchi!"

"Take a deep breath and don't be too excited. Being stuffy is also a normal reaction." Jiang Ye said in a low voice.

The flashlight in Xiaopang's hand fell to the ground. Xiaopang's face was as normal as he was. A pig-killing knife was inserted into his neck. The owner of the pig-killing knife was covering his mouth while slowly placing him on the ground.

He put Xiaopang on the ground, Jiang Ye wrapped the curtains and exerted force, and his entire neck was cut in half by a pig's knife.

But there was not much blood. The fat corpse in front of him turned into a monster, with blood all over his body as if it had been skinned. The muscles on his body were very developed.

But Zhao is far behind Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye's physique reached 10, and even such a monster could not break free from his blockade.

Originally, Jiang Ye thought that if he could not see blood, he would try not to see blood. It would be obvious that it would not work depending on the situation.

"It's indeed a monster!" Jiang Ye wiped the pig-killing knife with his arm, his face was indifferent, and there was indeed such an expression on his face.

He thought something was wrong with these two guys. Although they were plot characters, they were all humans. The old man's feet were bloody and were not normal people's feet at all.

Both of them went out and didn't mention it. At first, Jiang Ye thought they were scared or didn't see it, so he didn't mention it.

But after exploring it, I realized that these two friends didn't seem to have realized those things at all.

He hurriedly wrapped Xiaopang's body with the curtains, and Jiang Ye quietly hid behind the door.

Now one of them has been solved. When the tall and thin person comes over, he ambushed him directly from behind the door.

If you kill the old man, the book will be directly connected, and Jiang Ye can show his own dungeon entrance scene.

"Dongdong, Wenqing, Xiaopang, have you done this? The uncle has already walked down." A hurried knock on the door rang.

Outside the door was Gao Zhen's nervousness and a little trembling sound.

"Don't scare my Wenqing, open the door, Xiaopang."

"Dong, dun, dun!"

The heavy footsteps sounded outside the door, which was the footsteps of the old man.

"Brother Zhen, just open the door directly. Xiaopang tripped and I'll support him." Jiang Ye changed his voice slightly, which seemed more normal.

At the same time, Jiang Ye had already tightened his pig-killing knife, staring at the door with his sharp eyes.

"Click!"

The door handle was moved, and accompanied by a slight sound of opening the door, the door of Class 2 opened.

"Wenqing, what are you doing? Help me find my head. My head seems to be missing."

Tag.

A cold hand was placed on Jiang Ye's shoulder.

Cold and full of chill.

With a swish, Jiang Ye felt the hairs on his spine stand up, and his pupils suddenly contracted. The hands on his shoulders were cold and terrifying, and it was also creepy.

His whole body suddenly became stiff, and his hand holding the pig-killing knife trembled slightly.

"Gudu!"
Chapter completed!