Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

A strange smile appeared on her face.

"You can't go back."

"What do you mean!" Another T-shirt man frowned. For some reason, when the girl smiled and said this sentence, his heart skipped a beat.

There is a very bad premonition.

Every cell is clamoring - run away!
But in front of him is just an ordinary clue npc.

What is really frightening is that the teaching building, which reads loudly during the day, exudes a deep breath when it is swallowed by darkness at night.

"What's the rush? She might have a clue for us." The long-haired woman looked at Jiang Cha'an warily.

In front of Jiang Cha'an, several people unscrupulously discussed the plot about the horror world.

The first rule of the horror world: npc will not have self-awareness, and will not hear any information about reality!
The fifth law of the horror world: When you encounter an npc who violates the rules, please don't panic, because...

This is only half the rule.

Sure enough, Jiang Cha'an showed no expression to their discussion, and opened and closed her ruddy lips, "Come with me."

After she finished speaking, she turned around holding the textbook.

The little leather shoes stepped on the ground.

Da da.

The figure disappeared into the darkness, looming.

The five looked at each other.

"Follow up or not?"

"We came here to find clues! If we stay like this, all of us will die!" A trace of fear flashed in Fatty's eyes, and they decided to follow Jiang Cha'an.

"Where are you taking us?" the long-haired woman asked.

The girls in front remained silent no matter what they said.

The expression has a mechanical sense of ethereal.

They are now on the first floor. There are seven floors in the teaching building. The principal's office is on the top floor. They play the role of students in Class Three and Two in the horror world. The classroom is on the fourth floor, 404.

The private school is built in a cemetery, and there is no elevator. You can only go upstairs by stairs, with twelve steps on each floor.

The long-haired woman suddenly remembered a strange campus story.

When you walk the steps at midnight, count the number of steps silently, when you reach No.12 steps and then lift your feet...

You will find that there are No.13 more steps under your feet.

The woman's back was covered in cold sweat, unconsciously, her school uniform was wet, she looked up at the dark and narrow stairway, and there was a faint green glow in the darkness.

It is a sign of safe passage.

The seventh step, the eighth step...

Nine, ten, eleven, twelve...

The woman subconsciously counted silently in her heart, unconsciously murmured aloud, her companion pushed her violently, she almost missed her foot, her heart beat unbalanced, and she just woke up from a dream.

"What plausible words are you saying, are you dazed!" the man in the T-shirt said with an ugly face.

A woman is like a fish out of water.

Fortunately.

There is no No.13 floor.

But what happened next made the woman's complexion extremely ugly.

Jiang Cha'an's footsteps stopped on the fourth floor.

She looked like she was holding the textbook, like a marionette set in the program, with pale skin and red lips. She turned to look at them, pointed to classroom 404, and still had a strange smile on her face.

"The textbooks are inside, you can study by yourself at night."

"What evening self-study?" The T-shirt man said coldly, staring at Jiang Cha'an with a trace of fear and vicious resentment, as if Jiang Cha'an said one wrong word, and he would immediately tear her into pieces.

Jiang Cha'an ignored his murderous gaze, her voice was very soft, with a vague sense of weirdness: "Children who don't go to bed at night should study by themselves in the classroom at night."