Chapter 10

Jiang Yuanbai was a little broken. He had red eyes, swung the fire axe over and over again, and smashed towards the seemingly indestructible wall: "...Impossible, impossible!"

——Watch hope collapses before your eyes, and no one can bear this despair.

Mo Yi took several deep breaths before finally suppressing his beating heart and surging blood. He reached out and shook Jiang Yuanbai's shoulders, trying his best to make his voice sound calm and rational: "Don't cut."

The axe slid down from Jiang Yuanbai's weak palm, and the tiger's mouth was bleeding due to the force. He reached out to cover his face in despair, his voice choked: "...Impossible."

Suddenly, an impulse that came from nowhere caught Mo Yi's heart. He saw him step forward, stretched out his hand and pulled off Jiang Yuanbai's palm covering his face, forcing him to look straight in his eyes:

"You can't change anything like this. If you stay here, once the bell rings and the fog surges up, we will all die."

Jiang Yuanbai was shocked by the expression in Mo Yi's eyes.

He was stunned for a while, his eyes slowly changed. Jiang Yuanbai stopped sobs, stood up slowly, reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and his voice returned to calm: "...what should we do next."

"Go downstairs." Mo Yi put down his hand and returned to his previous coldness, but his white fingertips revealed his uneasy mood at the moment: "We must have missed some important clues."

"But..." Jiang Yuanbai wanted to speak but stopped.

But it's less than 15 minutes before the next time I ring the bell... So what if I can find any important clues? Isn't it still going to die?

"So what?" Mo Yi seemed to know what he was going to say, and his cold and bright eyes seemed to penetrate his soul. Then, beyond Jiang Yuanbai's expectations, the corner of his mouth gently raised and a smile appeared: "Do you rather sit and wait for death or die on the road of exploration?"

With his words, courage instantly poured into Jiang Yuanbai's heart. He nodded and smiled: "Of course it's the second type."

After saying that, he picked up the fire axe he threw on the ground and walked towards the stairs. Mo Yi followed him and was about to go downstairs, but he heard a mechanical counting sound in front of him: "One, two..."

Mo Yi was stunned, suddenly reacted, reached out and pulled Jiang Yuanbai, staggering him. Jiang Yuanbai stabilized his body and looked at him blankly: "What's wrong?"

Mo Yi's face was pale and his expression was solemn: "...you are counting."

Jiang Yuanbai's face changed drastically, and cold sweat instantly covered his spine: "Impossible, I have no impression at all! And I am still humming a song in my heart! It cannot affect me!"

At this time, Mo Yi seemed to remember something, and his face became ugly: "The original version of the urban legend of Thirteen Stairs seems to be - if a student counts when he goes downstairs, he will be pulled into another world."

And here, even when you go upstairs, you are easily affected by the stairs, so you can't help counting them - let alone going downstairs as the legendary ones.

The scene where Jiang Yuanbai could not control himself like a murderer was enough to make people realize how powerful the stairs are.

The situation was in a deadlock for a while.

Jiang Yuanbai took a step back with lingering fear, and his palm couldn't help but put it on the cold railing. The cold touch spread along his palm to his bone marrow, making him tremble.

An idea suddenly flashed through his mind.

"I have it!" Jiang Yuanbai shouted and jumped up, which scared Mo Yi: "Since we can't walk the stairs, we can't help counting as long as we walk the stairs, so we won't walk the stairs!"

Mo Yi's eyes lit up and he also turned his eyes to the railings.

That’s right! Then we just don’t take the stairs!

I just had no choice but to go upstairs, but now I go downstairs, they can completely slide down the railings! Although I don’t know if it is feasible, this is the only way.

The two looked at each other, then sat on the railings on one side and slid downstairs.

The stairs seemed to realize that someone wanted to take advantage of the loopholes in its rules and began to tremble violently. The stairs were rolling up one by one. Mo Yi and Jiang Yuanbai couldn't help but shake with the stairs and were almost thrown off.

The shape of the palm stretched out from the melting stairs and pulled their legs. It was already shaking, and it was even more difficult to stabilize its shape at this moment. Seeing that the ground downstairs was approaching, Mo Yi shouted: "Now! Jump!"

The two of them jumped up and fell into the corridor on the third floor again.

Mo Yi felt that his bones were about to fall apart, and he crawled up with soreness, his palms were supported on the windowsill, and his eyes looked out the windows:

There are 6 minutes left.

Without caring about the pain in his body, he stood up and ran to the classroom of Class 3. There were only three words in his mind: Find clues!

What did they missed before!

As soon as Mo Yi opened the door, a salty smell that was so strong that it was disgusting. When he looked closely, he saw four corpses of different shapes in the classroom, with pale and frightened faces, and his body was covered with traces of being torn, and he collapsed on the desk in blood.

Mo Yi held the door frame with his palm, looking at the scene in front of him, and was stunned for a moment.

wrong……

These people obviously followed Shen Lei into the illusion on the second floor, but now they only appeared in the classroom, which means they had just died.

When they first went up to the third floor, Mo Yi thought they were all dead, because the fog had spread to the third floor at that time. Even if they were not dead in the illusion, they would be swallowed up by the fog.

So when he saw that there were no corpses in the classroom, he was not surprised - because the corpses that were pulled into the fog would not appear in the classroom.

But! They appeared in the classroom at this moment!

Then what does this mean...?

A bold guess surfaced: they had destroyed the photos before but did not destroy the illusion, and the illusion was invasive to fog. Only in this way can we explain why these corpses appear now!

——Then, other people who were taken into the photos but had not appeared in the classroom should not be dead!

Mo Yi felt a little excited and trembled. He turned around and pulled Jiang Yuanbai over, his voice a little hoarse: "Let's go, let's go to the second floor, I know how to escape the fog."

Although what awaits them may be a more miserable hell, it is much better than sitting there and waiting for death.

Although Jiang Yuanbai was puzzled, he didn't ask more questions. Now there is not much time left. Asking less questions is the best choice. He nodded in a hurry and followed Mo Yi to the stairwell.

The faint blue numbers outside the window reminded them: there are three minutes left.

The cold wind blew from the stairwell with the smell of blood. The energy-saving lamps above the head flickered half-blindly, making a slight "sizzling" sound, and the entire corridor exuded an unknown aura.

The memory of being chased by monsters just now is still clearly imprinted in my mind. Looking at the dark abyss, it still makes people shudder.

But this is the only way.

The two walked downstairs. With the faint light in the stairwell, Jiang Yuanbai saw that in the middle of one of the walls, a photo was hanging upright. In the light silver photo frame was a portrait of a man. He looked about thirty or forty years old, smiling and looking at the camera. A line of small words was marked below the photo: Outstanding Teacher of the Year.

Unlike other photos, the dark and smelly blood is slowly flowing down the silver photo frame, as if it is seeping out of the photos.

——The mouth that was chasing them should have come out from here.

Jiang Yuanbai swallowed slowly and walked carefully, as if he was afraid that the thing would rush out of the photo frame again.

Mo Yi's low voice rang in his ears: "I guess, only after the bell of the get out of class ends can these monsters leave their original environment."

His voice successfully soothes Jiang Yuanbai's tense heartstrings. He frowned and recalled: It seems that this is indeed the case. After the bell of the get out of class, Hanako left the toilet, and the mouth of the monster who had chased them before also appeared after the bell.

Jiang Yuanbai breathed a sigh of relief and continued walking downstairs.

However, where he didn't see it, the man in the photo behind him slowly moved his eyes a little, as if he was watching them go downstairs, and then he showed a strange smile.

They walked out of the stairwell, and the whole corridor looked exactly the same as when they left before. The photo of them being cut in half was lying on the floor, and the corridor was filled with the smell of decay and cold smell.

Mo Yi looked up and looked out the window:

Two minutes left.

He squatted down, picked up the photo of it split in half, and put it together.

A strange scene happened: the photos were slowly sewn together, and the smelly blood flowing on the ground was sucked back into the photos as if it was backflowing. Soon, the photos and the photo frames returned to the original state. The graduates in the photos showed a brilliant and blurry smile at the camera, as if nothing had happened before.

"How do you know how to fight together?" Jiang Yuanbai couldn't help but interrupt.

"I don't know." Mo Yi looked up at the time outside the window, and became anxious. He stood up as quickly as possible, hung the photo back on the wall, and said while hanging it:

“…I’m just guessing.”

One minute left.

As the photos were hung on the wall, the scene in front of me seemed to have changed a little.

Jiang Yuanbai turned his head and looked at it. The classroom behind him turned into Class 4.

The illusion reappeared.

Mo Yi and he looked at each other, took a deep breath, and their faces were a little solemn. Mo Yi nodded at Jiang Yuanbai, and then the two stepped into the stairwell in the illusion.

A strange wave appeared in the air, like throwing a stone onto a lake and rippling lines on the water. The next second, the long and cold corridor was empty.

At the same time, the number outside the window counts to 2:25.
Chapter completed!