100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 302: Enchanting God

The organizer smiled amicably: "Nothing will happen, but you have to follow the rules."

It was supposed to be a very ordinary sentence, but now everyone was holding candles, and the candlelight flickered in the room, so the smile on his face was inexplicably strange.

Perhaps as the time drew closer, the large clock on the back wall of the classroom ticked away, and the "tick-tock" made some of the previously idle male students awkwardly touch their arms.

Why does it feel a bit cold in the classroom?

11:59

One of the male students, perhaps trying to calm himself down, started talking about a legend about Building No. 1 before midnight. "I heard that a student committed suicide in Building No. 1 17 years ago."

"Ah, why did you commit suicide?"

"It seems like he hanged himself on the classroom fan because he failed an exam or something."

He wanted to say a few more words, but the organizer reminded him that time was up, and the classroom fell silent.

Everyone held their candles devoutly, bowed their heads, and quietly made their wishes.

As soon as it hit 12 o'clock, I don't know if it was just my imagination, but a cold wind suddenly blew in through the two open doors at the front and back of the classroom.

Gao Teng felt a tap on his shoulder. Startled, he immediately opened his eyes and turned around, but there was nothing behind him. "Old Qi, was it you who tapped my shoulder? Don't scare me!"

"I didn't take your picture." Qi Liang, who was next to him, also opened his eyes and answered him.

For a moment, their faces turned pale. The next second, the candles in their hands went out.

Such incidents occurred one after another, and even those who didn't believe in ghosts began to waver, not to mention that several young girls were frightened to tears on the spot.

However, there were still five or six people on the field who sat obediently with their eyes closed.

Bai Xiaoxi is one of them.

Jin Huan opened her eyes very early. She didn't seem to feel anything. She picked up the melon seeds next to her and started cracking them open again. Next time, she would buy honey cream flavored ones.

The sound of cracking sunflower seeds was so abrupt that the students who were initially terrified gradually calmed down, comforting themselves that it was just a game and not scary, and that they shouldn't scare themselves unnecessarily.

Everyone started chatting and laughing, and no one noticed that the electric fan in the room suddenly started spinning, albeit slightly.

12:06 "Hey, who's drinking a beverage? Water dripped onto my head."

Gao Teng, who was the first to open his eyes, suddenly spoke.

"Nobody's drinking it."

“But there is water, really.” As he spoke, a little water dripped onto his face this time.

Gao Teng's hands trembled slightly as he tentatively reached out.

Blood, it's blood...

He looked up at the spot as if sensing something.

That one glance was enough to make Gao Teng faint.

This wave has terrified everyone.

Jin Huan glanced at the ghost sitting on the electric fan, maliciously scrutinizing everyone, and silently spat out the sunflower seed shells in her mouth. Sure enough, if you don't court death, you won't die.

This ghost has never killed anyone, but being touched by its yin energy will bring bad luck for at least ten days to half a month, so she was too lazy to make a move. But the organizer is something else. He has a lot of yin energy on him. He brought everyone here and even put cinnabar on them, clearly intending to sacrifice everyone. So what does he want to get?

Or rather, what is this person's purpose?

Suddenly, all the candles in everyone's hands were extinguished.

"Oh!"

Both the front and back doors were closed.

At 12:10, looking out of classroom 1773, a blood moon was already hanging in the sky.

The students finally couldn't hold back any longer and scattered to run outside, but unfortunately, both the front and back doors were locked!

Bai Xiaoxi was also terrified and turned pale. She pulled Jin Huan and tried to bang on the door with everyone, but Jin Huan stopped her and said in a low, calm voice, "Don't go near the door."

Suddenly, a series of heavy, slow thumping sounds echoed through the silent corridor, like someone walking, yet not quite normal footsteps. The people inside stared wide-eyed, their legs trembling, their hands tightly covering their lips, too afraid to speak.

But the voice eventually stopped at the door.

The next second, there was a knock on the door.