“Is this… school?”

Ding Yi's hands holding cigarettes began to tremble.

"Brother Ding, are you so scared?" Wang Incheon behind him said speechless.

"I'm not afraid of ghosts!" Ding Yi cursed and said melancholy: "I just recall the fear of being dominated by the head teacher and the head teacher..."

Indeed, the corridor of this school is clearly what the school corridor looked like when he went to elementary school.

"When did you go to elementary school? That was the 1990s." Wang Incheon smiled, "It seems that we were still happy at that time. The school playgrounds were replaced with lawn football fields, the runways were replaced with loess asphalt to plastic tracks, and even the classrooms were equipped with air conditioners.

The only thing that is upset is the surveillance camera installed on the blackboard.”

"That's really better than I was then." Ding Yi sighed deeply, "I was in a bad mood. After graduating from elementary school, the school changed into new equipment and canceled early school. After graduating from junior high school, the school was renovated. After graduating from high school, I went abroad to work."

The few people chatted while walking, and the originally weird and terrifying scene seemed not that scary.

Fifteen minutes later, several people had already walked through the corridor and returned to their place.

This floor should be on the top floor, because there are downward stairs at the ends of the southeast.

This aisle is "l" in shape, with a total of nineteen classes from Class 1 to Class 19, but this floor only has the sixth grade.

Probably...this is the sixth floor.

"So deliberately stopped at the door of Class 7 to let us start from here?" Ding Yi took a deep breath of cigarettes and said, "Then go in and take a look."

Lu Sanzang nodded, held the Han sword in his right hand, and carefully pushed the door with his left hand.

The door is not locked.

With a "squeak", a harsh sound came from the hinge that had already rusted.

The door slowly opened.

Lu Sanzang took the flashlight handed over by Ding Yi, walked in while being careful and alert, and several people came in in a row.

This is a slightly outdated ordinary classroom.

Directly facing the entrance is a staircase against the blackboard, and a wooden podium painted with dark red paint is placed in front of the steps.

On both sides of the podium is a yellow single desk with a table bucket. Generally, this position is reserved for naughty students.

In the middle of the classroom facing the podium below, there are six or seven rows of two double desks and four-person desks. There are walkways on both sides of the desks, and there are also six or seven rows of double desks on both sides of the aisle against the windows and walls.

The window was blocked with wooden boards as expected.

A round clock hung above the center of the blackboard. There are no slogans on both sides of the clock, but two black radio speakers.

Ding Yi grabbed Lu Sanzang's hand and let the flashlight in his hand shine on the lower right corner of the back plate-

There is the duty table for the duty student.

There are several names written in white chalk on it, but they have been gently wiped off by the blackboard eraser and can hardly be seen.

"This place seems to be no different." Ding Yi frowned.

He found Wang Incheon staring at the clock above the blackboard.

"Xiao Wang, what's wrong?"

Wang Incheon's teeth were trembling, and he pointed to the clock: "Brother Ding...that watch is leaving!"

Ding Yiran looked up suddenly and saw that the clock, which was just around 11:58, had already reached twelve o'clock.

He suddenly felt something was wrong: "Xiao Wang! Where has Xiao Zhang gone?"

"Ah? Didn't he be behind me all the time?" Wang Incheon was stunned, and then turned around.

Behind him was Zhang Luoyu, who was a white T-shirt and black jacket, who was no longer a man with his head down and wearing a white shirt.

Ding Yi took the flashlight from Lu Sanzang's hand and shone it over.

The man slowly looked up, revealing a blue-black face and his eyes that were invisible to see dark eyes.

Bang!

The classroom door was closed by itself.

............

Time went back a while, Zhang Luoyu followed the three of them and returned to outside the sixth class (7). Just as the three of them stepped into the room and he also took a step, he suddenly felt that someone was looking at him behind him.

I turned around and there was nothing behind me.

When he came back to his senses and was about to enter the door, he was stunned - this is not Class 6 (7).

The sign on the door now says Class 4 (4)!

And there were no Ding Yi and the other two in front of him.

With a slight pursed, Zhang Luoyu's intuition told him that this classroom... could not be entered.

At this time, the feeling of being watched from behind was coming again.

He tilted his head slightly, his pupils shrank-

At the corner at the end of the walkway behind him, a red figure flashed in a flash.

Zhang Luoyu looked back at the four (4) class that was closed at the door and rushed towards the end of the aisle.

On the way he rushed over, he had already taken out two of the three and four of the spades - a remake fire axe and a sharp knife for bones!

A ghost step, he rushed through the corner.

Then, he stopped—

At the entrance of the stairs at the end of the walkway, a little girl in a red dress was standing in the middle of the walkway.

She lowered her head, her long bangs covered her eyes, but...the red dress on her body was still dripping blood.

Tick... Tick...

............

In class 6 (7), Lu Sanzang shook off the blood stains on the sword and frowned and said, "How could there be blood?"

Ding Yidian put on a cigarette, looked at the body that was dismembered by Wuma on the ground, and guessed: "This thing seems to have no consciousness. He should have come from outside with us."

He pointed to the bloody footprints extending from outside the door on the ground.

Wang Incheon walked around the body and pulled the door: "The door can be opened."

After saying that, he came to open the door and hid sideways.

Lu Sanzang looked at him and nodded, then strode out of the classroom.

"Footprints came out of Class 6 (6)."

Ding Yi and the others followed him, and saw that the door of Class 6 next door was wide open, and it was pitch black inside and could not see anything clearly, even if the flashlight was shining in.

There were indeed a pair of blood footprints on the ground that extended from inside, just connected to the seventh class house.

"Do you want to go in?"

"Don't get into trouble." Ding Yi squirted a sip of cigarettes and said, "It's urgent to find Xiao Zhang first."

Bang!

A sudden explosion came from the downstairs, and the three of them changed their expressions. They ran to the end and ran down the stairs.

Behind them, they hugged the torso and legs of the body and crawled into the sixth class room, and a head rolled in.

Then, the classroom door of Class 6 was closed.

Ding Yi and the other two who knew nothing about this on the stairs rushed to the fifth floor. They ran quickly throughout the entire floor, everything was as old as Zhang Luoyu was not here.

"It's still downstairs!"

The three of them rushed towards the fourth floor again without stopping.

Just after the corner, a black shadow flashed out and drew his sword and slashed!

Lu Sanzang's pupils shrank slightly, and the Han sword blocked the sharp bone-cut knife that was cut in advance!

"So it's you, I'm scared!"

The person in front of him was nothing but Zhang Luoyu who just disappeared.

He took a step forward, but unexpectedly, Ding Yi and the other two took several steps together.

"What's wrong? You won't play any 'who is undercover' game again..."

"No, we are sure and sure you are Xiao Zhang." Ding Yi's expression was solemn, pointing behind him, "But what is that?"

Zhang Luoyu sighed: "It's just a little naughty."

At this moment, the little girl in a red dress was riding on his shoulder and holding his head, as if her daughter was riding on her father's shoulder.
Chapter completed!