infinite danger

The moment Ji Siwei stepped out of the elevator door, a strange change took place on the sixth floor.

The lights turned on another degree, illuminating the entire floor as bright as day.

This place is not as gloomy and cold as the previous floors, the temperature is suitable, and there is even a little sunshine in the air.

Suddenly, young men and women appeared in the empty corridor in front of them.

They either leaned on the fence to talk, or walked in the corridor, or walked out of the classroom.

It can be seen through the glass window that there are also a lot of people in the classroom.

After Ji Siwei appeared, people in the corridor turned their heads to look at him, smiled kindly at him, and then naturally looked away.

It looked like an ordinary classroom floor, not like a scene that would appear in a ghost building.

This seemingly ordinary environment is actually very dangerous.

Ji Siwei did not let go of his guard.

He stopped and looked around warily.

"Student, I'm going to close the elevator door."

A voice came from behind.

Ji Siwei turned his head to look sideways, and saw that the elevator that was empty just now was full of people, and their eyes were fixed on Ji Siwei.

Being watched by so many pairs of eyes, Ji Siwei felt a little uncomfortable, always felt that those people's eyes were hollow.

The elevator doors slowly closed.

Ji Siwei knew that the elevator door would not open again until three or ten minutes later.

What Ji Siwei is more curious about now is, are there so many people on the sixth floor, are they all guards?

Or are they just illusions created by the tower guards?

Also, where did the puppet bear and the female ghost in white go?

"Tiger teeth!"

Two tall and thin boys walked towards him, laughing and calling out Ji Siwei's nickname.

Ji Siwei frowned slightly, remembering that he had reported this name when he was on the fourth floor.

A floor away, how would they know, could it be that there is a good wind.

Two boys walked up to Ji Siwei quickly, and one of them smiled and said, "Why did you come to class now, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"That's right, I thought you were going to skip class." Another boy with red hair said, pointing to the cat in Ji Siwei's arms: "Why did you bring the cat, pets are not allowed in the classroom. "

The other boy took a step forward and reached out his hand to Ji Siwei: "You will be scolded by the teacher, let me help you put the cat in the tool room and hide it for a while."

"Meow!" Bawei arched his waist, flashing his paws at the boy like a little leopard.

The boy's pupils shrank, he quickly retracted his hands, and swallowed his saliva: "This cat is a bit fierce, why don't you try to bring it in quietly."

Ji Siwei keenly noticed that when the two boys looked at the eight-tailed cat, there seemed to be a trace of fear on their faces.

Ji Siwei didn't speak, and the atmosphere was a little weird.

At this time, the red hair pointed at Ji Siwei's neck and changed the subject: "What's wrong with your neck?"

Not wanting to startle the enemy too early, Ji Siwei dealt with them patiently: "I got hurt a little."

"Why are you so careless." The other person patted Siwei's shoulder familiarly, with a worried tone: "It's so serious that you need to apply medicine."

The cold touch from his shoulder made Ji Siwei feel alert again.

Looking into the eyes of the two boys, Ji Siwei suddenly remembered that it had been a long time since he had felt such a level-up gaze.

Lowering his eyes, Ji Siwei glanced at his legs.

Still standing straight on the floor.

"What's wrong with you today?" The red-haired boy scratched his hair: "Your expression looks a little stinky."

"It's nothing." Ji Siwei hooked his lips perfunctorily: "I just thought it was a little fun."

The red-haired boy couldn't keep up with Ji Siwei's train of thought: "What's fun?"

Ji Siwei looked straight into the red-haired boy's eyes, and patted him on the shoulder: "It's fun here."

It's fun to get yourself back on your feet, of course.

Even knowing that this is an illusion, Ji Siwei still finds it rare.

Seeing Ji Siwei's interested expression, the two boys had unnatural expressions on their faces, and they laughed twice.

The red-haired boy said again: "What's so interesting here, it's just an ordinary place for class."

"bell--"

A rapid bell rang.

This sound was very familiar to Ji Siwei. In his old school, it was the bell for class.

Sure enough, the red-haired boy stretched his arms and said, "Class is over, let's go. Old Chen hates people being late the most."

"Yes, let's go." Another boy hooked Ji Siwei's shoulders, and led Ji Siwei forward while talking.

The situation was too urgent when he got out of the elevator, and Ji Siwei hadn't had time to feel the feeling of walking again.

This time, he had a good experience of the down-to-earth feeling.

Controlling your legs and walking feels as familiar as ever.

This illusion is indeed a bit powerful.

When Ji Siwei was walking, people in the corridor also went to different classrooms.

When they passed each other, Ji Siwei suddenly felt that there was a faint yin in the brows and eyes of those people, and their walking postures were a little weird.

The sixth floor is like an absurd movie being played, these people coming and going are just playing tricks, the two boys who came to strike up a conversation are important supporting roles, and Ji Siwei is the protagonist in this movie.

Except, it's a horror movie.

When he was about to enter the classroom, Ji Siwei stopped and did not step into the classroom.

The two boys obviously took him into the classroom purposefully. There was no danger ahead, and the real murderous intent was probably inside the classroom.

The reason why Ji Siwei came here with them was to buy time and find out the key to breaking the situation.

The red-haired boy's voice revealed a little imperceptible anxiety: "Huya, what's wrong?"

Ji Siwei said: "I think it's really bad to bring a cat into the classroom. I'll take it to the tool room first."

The red-haired boy said, "But it's almost time for class..."

The other boy didn't intend to let go of Ji Siwei's shoulders either, instead he pushed harder.

"It's class time, why don't you guys come in."

A calm male voice came from the classroom. Ji Siwei looked up and saw a well-looking middle-aged man standing on the podium, looking at them with a straight face.

The students sitting in the front row looked at the three of them and let out a burst of laughter.

"Oops, Old Chen is going to be angry." The redhead stuck out his tongue: "Stop dawdling, go in quickly."

All this was so real that it made Ji Siwei feel a little dazed.

"Go in... Come in..."

There was a faint voice bewitching him all the time.

Hearing this voice, at a certain moment, Ji Siwei, who had been sober all the time, had an idea in his heart—following them in was the right thing to do.

"I've dropped out of school."

"I dropped out of school because my legs were paralyzed."

Ji Siwei thought.

"The reason why I'm here is to go up to the eighth floor and find the third drawer that opens another world."

"Don't believe what you see."

As soon as this idea came up, Ji Siwei instantly became extremely sober.

No longer affected by the sounds around him, Ji Siwei glanced at the classroom calmly.

The classroom was full of people who were either hallucinations or ghosts.

As for whether it is an illusion or a ghost, just try it and you will know.

Since the key to breaking the situation did not appear, he used his own method to clear a way out.

Holding the eight-tailed cat steady with one hand, Ji Siwei raised his hand, elbowed upwards, and gave the boy hooked on his shoulder a heavy blow, and then smashed the red-haired boy's head with the death crossbow neatly!

A series of actions were crisp and neat, and the two boys wailed, turning into a cloud of dark green mist, floating to the ceiling.

It's so crispy, it's obviously not a ghost, it's just a cloud of mist that transforms the tower guard into a human form.

After Ji Siwei attacked without warning, the people around him froze as if they had pressed the pause button.

After looking around, Ji Siwei found that everyone's face was facing him, and the expression on their faces was exactly the same—the eyes were vicious, half a smile was not a smile.

"Isn't it good to stay here?" A high-pitched voice came from somewhere, and the tone was unhurried: "Stay here, you can walk freely, you have many friends, and you can still go to school normally."

Ji Siwei was unmoved: "Illusions are illusions, there is nothing to be greedy for."

As soon as the voice fell, the lights on the sixth floor immediately dimmed. The brand-new classrooms became old, the tables and chairs were covered with dust, and some places were covered with cobwebs. It seemed that no one had visited them for a long time.

When the lights went out completely, the people in the classroom stood up one by one.

A faint green mist emanated from their bodies, and with a sinister smile on their faces, they approached Ji Siwei.

These people should be just a phantom of mist, not difficult to deal with.

What Ji Siwei was worried about was that the guards might be hiding in it.

Moreover, the illusion was clearly shattered, yet he was still standing freely.

Is this illusion like an onion, one layer after another!

Taking a few steps back, Ji Siwei stayed away from the door of the classroom, and a blood mist formed from his right hand holding the undead crossbow.

There were also people approaching at both ends of the corridor. Looking around, there was a dense green mist everywhere.

With the green mist shining on his body, Ji Siwei felt like a green kelp.

After resting for a while, coupled with the puppet's strong healing ability and self-healing ability, the eight-tailed cat has recovered a lot. It moved its body with some difficulty, and jumped onto its throne - Ji Siwei's shoulder.

The eight-tailed cat shook its thick hair, and glanced at Ji Siwei: "Your head is a little green now."

"It's a little green." Ji Siwei nodded: "Yao, are you feeling better?"

The eight-tailed cat put its front paws together, and looked down at its double-layered belly: "I have a lot of fat, this little flesh injury, it's a trivial matter."

There are no other advantages in this world, except that the food is a bit better.

There is nothing wrong with a little thick fat, and it can also block damage.

"That's good." Ji Siwei gently bent his eyes, and a cloud of red blood mist condensed from his right hand: "Little puppet, we are going to fight."

"As the master ordered!" The contract totem on his forehead lit up, and the puppet jumped out of his shirt pocket, and a cloud of blood rose from his body, floating behind Ji Siwei.

Every time the puppet master's ability is activated, the puppet will become very obedient.