When AI intelligent people meet fierce gods

The two stared at the driver in unison, silently waiting for the next sentence.

The driver looked back inexplicably.

"Go on!" Wu Ming couldn't help urging, "What's the second half of the ninth sentence?"

Master driver: "...no more, this is the last sentence."

Wu Ming exclaimed: "This jingle is still in the format of three and a half sentences!"

Yi Qi pushed him down, stepped forward and handed an extra banknote to the driver: "Excuse me, master, we are rushing to save people."

The driver wanted to persuade him, hesitated for a while, and finally had to sigh, accept the cash, and dragged the two of them to the destination without saying a word.

Because it has been abandoned for many years, the gate of Ping An Middle School has decayed. One of the large rusty iron gates fell to the ground, and the other was half-opened and half-closed.

Wu Ming was about to turn around to thank the driver, but he saw the driver kick the accelerator, the wheels were spinning and drifting away from here, and he didn't dare to stay for a long time.

He stared dumbly at the car exhaust, and after a while, he grinned wryly, "Is it so exaggerated?"

"Someone has already come." Before entering the door, a few figures could be seen swaying in the campus from a distance, Yi Qi frowned slightly, and brought Wu Ming into the school together.

Beside the collapsed rusted gate, several groups of people gathered in twos and threes, holding live broadcast devices, and the distance between them was clearly defined.

A young man with exaggerated white hair and a younger brother by his side, was talking to the live broadcast camera: "Hello fans, now we are in the legendary Ping An Middle School..."

There were two young teenagers who hid in the farthest distance and looked around. Seeing more and more people coming, they discussed with each other, turned around and left, and disappeared into the depths of the campus.

There was another man with a fleshy face and a gloomy demeanor. He was leading two partners and was stopping a young woman from speaking.

The woman who was approached was also an anchor. When she was stopped, she had a slightly impatient expression on her face, but she suppressed it, as if she was afraid of the group of people in front of her, and she didn't dare to attack.

And this young woman turned out to be someone they knew.

"Isn't this Xiaomei?" Wu Ming looked left and right, and suddenly saw an acquaintance, and immediately waved happily.

Zhang Mei, who had met them once at Luo's ghost house, also saw the two of them, her eyes lit up immediately, and she walked over immediately: "Xiao Wu, are you coming to live broadcast too?"

Seeing Yi Qi beside her, she breathed a sigh of relief, and called out respectfully: "Brother Yi!"

In the distance, the person who struck up a conversation saw Zhang Mei leave, his face trembled, and he looked over with unkind eyes.

Sensing the other party's malicious gaze and the displeasure on Zhang Mei's face, Yi Qi thought for a while and understood the whole story: "That man is harassing you?"

Zhang Mei nodded in embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "Do you still remember my former partner Li Yao?"

"Since Li Yao was seriously injured and nearly died in Luo's ghost house, he never dared to get involved with supernatural things, so I started live broadcasting alone."

"But Li Yao has a friend named Zhou Zu. Ever since he found out about this, he has been pestering me endlessly, wanting me to join his team."

"I think he has bad intentions and politely refused many times, but the other party has been refusing to give up. I ran into him again during the live broadcast today and was entangled by him."

Speaking of this, Zhang Mei lowered her voice again, and introduced in a low voice: "This person has some real skills. I didn't dare to be too direct when I rejected him, for fear of offending him."

"Zhou Zu is different from Li Yao's idiot. It is said that his family has been engaged in the funeral industry for generations. He is proficient in ghosts and gods, and is good at witchcraft and curses."

"When he was broadcasting live, once he met a competitor, his methods were very cruel, and he would retaliate. He was cruel by nature, and he was nicknamed 'The Skinner'!"

"Brother Yi, you have to be careful!"

She emphatically told Yi Qi: "Since Li Yao was injured last time, for some reason, Zhou Zu hated you inexplicably, thinking that you caused his friend to be seriously injured."

"He has publicly stated many times that if he meets you during the live broadcast, he must teach you an unforgettable lesson!"

At this time, Zhou Zu, who had been staring at several people, seemed to have finally recognized Yi Qi's identity, his two bloodshot eyes narrowed slightly, and he grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

He stared coldly for a while, then snorted coldly, and led his two partners into the depths of the campus.

Since Yi Qi stepped into the campus, he opened the live broadcast room. Everything that happened just now was seen by the audience in the live broadcast room.

[That man is so attractive! Is the nickname "Skinner" very powerful? 】

[I have been with the two major live broadcast companies of Mantou and Bread all year round. I have watched many live broadcasts. The skinner is indeed a trump card of the bread company. His methods are vicious and vicious. Some viewers like blood, so he is very popular. 】

[I heard that there was once a fledgling anchor who offended the skinner with his outspoken words.The skinner poisoned him, which made his whole body extremely itchy, and scratched his whole body until his blood rotted alive. In the end, a big living person looked like a blood gourd. 】

[Fuck!This is too arrogant, won't the police arrest him? 】

[The skinner is the treasure of the Bread Live Broadcasting Company, that company protects him and directly helps him settle.While threatening the future of the victim, he threw money hard at the same time. Because he was not permanently disabled, the victim could only choose to shut up for the sake of money.Because no one called the police, the police had no way to file a case. 】

【grass!Bread Live is a disgusting company. Compared with them, our Mantou Live looks like a white lotus. 】

[Hey, all the capital is like this, and the steamed bun live broadcast was not much better before!That is, in recent years, the company has been acquired by Boss Feng, so the atmosphere is a little better. 】

[By the way, besides the skinner, have you seen the other two anchors, why one of them has white hair? 】

[What's so strange about white hair, our anchor also has white hair, but the white hair opposite... um, looks a bit ugly, and his skin is also dark, it seems that he is not suitable for dyeing white. 】

[It's really not scary to clash colors, whoever is ugly is embarrassed! 】

[Okay, please stop talking a few words!It's not polite to judge a stranger. 】

"Hey! It seems that someone is being targeted by the skinner, and the next live broadcast will have a good show!"

In the distance, the young man with dyed hair didn't know that the audience in the live broadcast room was talking about him. After seeing the situation here, he immediately laughed gloatingly and said loudly to the live broadcast camera.

"Hee hee, I don't know what the skinner will do to the little boy. Will that pretty face rot in the end?" He seemed to be looking forward to it.

Yi Qi was a little puzzled.

He didn't understand, he had obviously never met the other person, but why some people always had such hostility towards him?

Zhang Mei, on the other hand, is very clear about the ways of the world, and explained his doubts: "That person is also the contracted anchor of our Bread Live Broadcasting Company. His name is Wang Xuezhi, and he was given the nickname 'Imitator'!"

"The reason why he got this nickname is because he likes to imitate other people's styles in live broadcasts. He will imitate whichever anchor's style is popular, and earn a lot of traffic and attention for himself."

At this point in the explanation, Zhang Mei took another look at Wang Xuezhi's white hair, showing some traces of disgust on her face: "Brother Yi, although you have signed a contract for the live broadcast of steamed buns, your live broadcast has been the most popular recently! So ,he just……"

Zhang Mei couldn't bear to continue talking, so she could only turn her head away from looking at the other party's white hair.

Wang Xuezhi's image and temperament are far inferior to Yi Qi's, but he insists on imitating his hair color and dyeing his head with white hair. It's like imitating others. The final effect is terrible and looks very hurtful.

Yi Qi couldn't help frowning slightly: "So, the reason why he is full of malice is because he met me in the live broadcast, and because of a guilty conscience, he preemptively strikes?"

After Wu Ming heard it, he also suddenly realized: "Brother Yi and I are partners, and in order to completely imitate Brother Yi's style, Wang Xuezhi also deliberately got a follower by his side... I don't seem so frustrated!"

He stared at the younger brother next to Wang Xuezhi with a look of disgust.

The barrage in the live broadcast room also exploded.

【I advised others not to laugh at strangers casually, but this little bastard did it on purpose, bah! 】

[The other party not only imitated the anchor, but also sneered, wishing that the anchor would be unlucky, how could a person be so overly so? 】

[Before he copied the style, couldn't he look in the mirror and see clearly that he was not suitable for dyeing hair at all?Laughing to death, dyed himself into a white chicken. 】

[Brother Wu Ming is really unlucky too!Haha, that follower who imitated him is really frustrating! 】

Now that the two parties have been introduced, Zhang Mei thought about it, and simply introduced all the people she knew: "There are also the two teenagers who slipped away just now, don't underestimate them."

"Those two are a pair of brothers, one is Zhao Heng and the other is Zhao Wang. Although they are young, they are very famous in the live broadcast industry, and they are nicknamed 'Voldemort'!"

"Brother Voldemort's live broadcast style is very insidious. He likes to hide in the dark to pick up bargains. He also likes to watch others solve puzzles. He himself grabs the head at a critical moment. He has never been an upright person."

"Brother Yi should also be careful with these two, because you are the hottest traffic recently, so there are many people secretly watching you."

After listening to Zhang Mei's introduction, Wu Ming couldn't help complaining: "The skinner, the imitator, Voldemort...these are all monsters and ghosts, and the nicknames are better than one!"

"It's okay, leave them alone, let's get down to business first." Yi Qi said.

At this time, dusk had passed, the light gradually dimmed, and the surrounding scenery gradually became blurred.

The sky was getting dark, and the originally dead Ping An Middle School was quietly stained with a few touches of danger.

"Since it is a school, the teaching building must be the central building of the campus, an indispensable focus."

Yi Qi analyzed: "Before the real danger comes, let's find the teaching building first. There must be key clues in the classroom."

He took Wu Ming and the newly joined Zhang Mei and left the school gate.

At this time, beside the rusty iron gate, only the "imitator" Wang Xuezhi and his little follower were left.

"Brother Wang, everyone else has left, where should we go?" the little follower asked hesitantly.

Wang Xuezhi didn't bother to look at him directly, but just fiddled with his frizzy and fluffy white hair in front of the live broadcast camera, and said impatiently: "Why do you care about others? Do your own live broadcast well first."

The little follower is clear in his heart, in fact, Yi Qi and the others have just left, Wang Xuezhi, the fake, does not want to collide with the genuine one, so he deliberately delays time, trying to distance himself from the genuine one.

But he was just a younger brother, and he didn't dare to pierce the boss's mind, so he could only bow his head and shut up silently.

After finally waiting for Wang Xuezhi to appreciate his newly dyed hair, he waved his hand and said, "Since the group of people went to explore the teaching building just now, let's explore the school's dormitory building."

At this time, night fell.

The land price in the suburbs is very cheap, so Ping An Middle School occupies a large area.For those who enter the campus for the first time, it is not a simple matter to accurately find the buildings everywhere.

In particular, the campus has been abandoned for a long time and has been in disrepair for a long time. There are no street lights to illuminate the road along the way, and the road under our feet is rough.

The little follower had no choice but to turn on the flashlight, drawing a dazzling light in the dark night, and only then could he barely see the dilapidated road under his feet.

Wang Xuezhi walked ahead, but did not turn on the flashlight.

Yi Qi is good at using various technological props in the live broadcast, and since Wang Xuezhi wants to imitate the style, he will imitate to the end.

He got a pair of night vision goggles from nowhere, put them in front of his eyes, and boasted to the live broadcast camera: "Military-grade night vision equipment, European and American technology, I spent a lot of money to get a second-hand set."

While bragging about himself, he didn't forget to step on Yi Qi: "I dare say, that little boy's hands definitely don't have such high technology as mine."

"No way, this is called professionalism!"

"Well, you ask me, why did you go to the dormitory building first? Hehe, in countless horror campus legends, the dormitory is a place where ghost stories frequently occur. Exploring there must be a lot of rewards."

"Also, I've heard a rumor..."

He approached the camera pretending to be mysterious, and said to the audience in the live broadcast room: "Many students who graduated here have vowed that the predecessor of Ping'an Middle School was a mass grave."

"When the school was founded, a lot of graves were dug. Especially when the foundation of the dormitory building was being laid, a solitary grave without an owner was dug up. Seven coffins were buried vertically in the tomb, and there was only one skull in each coffin. But the skeleton of the body has not been found yet..."

"Ahhh-"

He was telling ghost stories vividly. Seeing that the atmosphere in the live broadcast room was just right, and the barrage of rewards poured in one after another, the attendant behind him suddenly screamed, interrupting his interaction with the audience.

Wang Xuezhi turned his head angrily, and scolded angrily: "What are you yelling, did you see a ghost?"

In the dark night, the voice of the attendant was trembling: "There...something is following us, I heard its voice, it, it grabbed my arm just now..."

Under the pale light, a scorched black handprint appeared on the servant's arm, exuding a burnt smell, which was particularly conspicuous.

Wang Xuezhi froze, too shocked to speak.

In the darkness where you can't see your fingers, there is really a dull breathing sound, like the burning lungs, panting heavily and painfully, with a bit of indescribable creepiness.

The little follower shivered, turned on the flashlight, and flicked the dazzling light around, as if trying to find the source of that dull breathing.

Inadvertently, the bright light flashed across an object, and nothing could be seen clearly in the dark.

But the little follower screamed again, and the whole person was overturned to the ground, his legs seemed to be dragged by something, and his palms were scrambling on the ground, and he was about to be dragged into the darkness.

Wang Xuezhi stood there dumbfounded, with a frightened expression on his face, not knowing what to do.

Suddenly, as if a blessing came to his mind, a thought flashed through his mind, and he shouted with a trembling voice: "Flashlight—"

"No light, turn off the torch!"

The little follower, who had been dragged seven or eight meters on the ground, was pale and frantically pressed his fingers on the flashlight.

In the next second, the dazzling pale lights went out, and everything around them fell into darkness again.

There was only dead silence around, but Wang Xuezhi, who was wearing night vision goggles, was trembling all over.

Because the dull and painful breath was getting closer and closer to him, and the burnt-smelling panting sprayed on the tip of his nose.

The thing hidden in the darkness was standing in front of him at this moment, face to face with him.

Wang Xuezhi's body was stiff, his throat was choked by fear, he didn't dare to escape or make a sound, his mind went blank.

Why is this monster staring at him?There wasn't any light on him...could it be the one he just yelled?The sound draws it in...

Countless thoughts seemed like a mess, mixing his brain into a paste, making his throat tight, and he couldn't make a sound.

I don't know how long it took, when Wang Xuezhi was drenched in sweat, the sound of breathing with a burnt smell suddenly disappeared quietly.

The monster left.

He stood there frozen for a long time, then suddenly fell to the ground as if he lost his strength.

For the rest of his life, Wang Xuezhi took off the night vision goggles he was wearing with shaking hands, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Are you still there?" He didn't dare to speak loudly, so he could only lower his voice and ask his companion in a voice as thin as a mosquito.

After a long while, the muffled voice of the little follower came from the darkness: "I'm still there, but my body... I'm covered with..."

Wang Xuezhi groped his way over, not daring to turn on the flashlight, so he could only move towards the live broadcast camera.

With the weak light from the lens, he could vaguely see that the little follower's legs, arms, and neck, wherever the monster had scratched them, were marked with scorched black marks, exuding a foul smell.

He was horrified in his heart, and tremblingly said: "Let's go quickly, that monster will definitely come back..."

"Let's find a place to hide!"

……

At the same time, over there in the teaching building.

With the help of excellent night vision ability, the three of Yi Qi successfully found the teaching building.

The teaching building stands in the center of the campus and is divided into east and west buildings, each with five floors.

By analyzing the class sign at the door, Yi Qi determined that the teaching building on the east side is for the classrooms of the first and second grade students, while the teaching building on the west side is exclusively for the third grade students.

Looking at the two dark teaching buildings, Wu Ming unconsciously lowered his voice, and asked quietly: "Brother Yi, shall we start from the classrooms of the first grade of junior high school, and search one by one?"

Yi Qi shook his head: "No, let's search the third grade classroom in the West Building."

"Students in the first grade of junior high school have just entered the campus and don't know much. The students of the third grade of junior high school have been in school for three full years and know more secrets and inside stories than students in the first and second grades of junior high school."

"Besides, the students in the third grade of junior high school are about to graduate. There must be a lot of books and materials that are not intended to be taken away and abandoned in the classroom. We are more likely to find clues."

Wu Ming and Zhang Mei naturally believed in his judgment and followed him without hesitation to the fifth floor on the west side.

The three of them passed countless classrooms, each of which was unlocked, and the opened doors were like black mouths, waiting to devour those who entered.

They stopped in front of the classroom on the fifth floor. The door sign of the classroom read: Class 9, Grade [-].

"In the entire West Building, there are at least two classrooms on each floor, while the fifth floor on the highest floor has only one classroom. If I guessed correctly, Class 9 is the top class in the entire third year of junior high school, and it is the most special."

Yi Qihu was in front of the two of them, explaining while carefully entering the classroom.

The school has been abandoned for many years, and naturally there is no electricity, and the lights in the classrooms cannot be turned on.

Wu Ming and Zhang Mei, who followed behind, could only turn on the flashlight and observe the internal structure of the classroom by the light of the flashlight.

If the dark and eerie atmosphere is removed, this is just a very ordinary classroom.

The class schedule is written on the blackboard in the classroom, but it has been smeared and graffitied by students' mischievous drawings. Some people took the opportunity to express their love and vent their anger on the blackboard.

"Li Xiaohong, I like you", "Zhao Xiaogang is a stupid X", "Zhang Xiaoyong, when will you pay back the money", "Wang Xiaoming is a big fool", etc., and so on.

Obviously, students usually do not dare to be so presumptuous.The graffiti on the blackboard must have been written by the students unscrupulously after the high school entrance examination.

At the back of the classroom, there is a blackboard newspaper with some well-regulated slogans, such as "dry weather, be careful of fire", "study hard, prepare for the high school entrance examination", "sweat, write youth", etc., which is very monotonous.

Dozens of desks and chairs were scattered in the middle of the classroom, and most of the books on them were in a mess, apparently being torn up by the graduated students for fun.

There was only the leftmost desk in the first row. A stack of books was neatly placed on the desk. It was neat and undamaged, and it was particularly eye-catching.

Yi Qi noticed the desk, walked over, groped in the pocket of the desk, and took out a diary.

The diary has a small plastic combination lock, and Yi Qi cracked it very easily and opened the diary without much effort.

【I'm graduating today, I must seize the last chance to tell Li Xiaohong what's on my mind! 】

On the first page, the owner of the diary recorded his excited mood and the unspeakable secrets of the young people in high-spirited words.

Yi Qi continued to read.

[I want to ask her to meet in the classroom tomorrow evening. The classmates left at noon. They are all busy playing, so no one will come. 】

[However, the lights in the classroom are short-circuited. The damn school has been too lazy to repair the aging circuit for three years. Remember to be careful when turning on the lights in the evening! 】

Each page of the diary is not long, only a short paragraph, which records what the owner of the diary sees and hears every day.

Yi Qi flipped through several pages in a row, only to find that this diary turned out to be a flashback. The day of graduation was on the first page, and the more you turned back, the more forward the time.

Moreover, for some unknown reason, the text records at the back of the diary are incomplete, each time there is only one beginning, and the rest is covered.

[I want to ask Xiaohong to meet, but we must be careful not to be discovered by them.Otherwise, it will be like the previous senior sister Xiao Yun...]

[Poor Pang Yuan, he is really unlucky!Who would have thought that it was just a joke, and it would turn out like this...]

【The old woman who picks up trash really smells bad, luckily I haven't seen her again recently...】

[Li Bowen was robbed of money again today, those little gangsters are after him...]

[I have a toothache, should I go to the school doctor?But…】

【Scared me!It was so scary, the girls were terrified when they saw it with their own eyes today!I'm going to comfort Xiaohong...]

The following diaries stop abruptly every time, as if deliberately hiding the most important information.

"Li Xiaohong, senior sister Xiao Yun, Pang Yuan, the old woman picking up trash, Li Bowen, the school doctor, the frightened girls..."

Yi Qi frowned, thinking over and over again the important people who appeared in the incomplete diary.

He still wanted to continue to read, but the corner of his eye accidentally caught a silver light.

Yiqi's eyes moved, and his excellent reaction nerves drove his body, avoiding the light in the darkness at an inconceivable angle.

Just to dodge, he had to let go of the diary in his hand and retreat quickly.

With a bang, the diary fell heavily on the table and was picked up by a thick-knuckle palm.

"I didn't expect you to hide, you really have some skills!"

In the darkness, a flesh-faced man, with a diary in one hand and a silver thread in the other, was staring at Yi Qi eerily.

Zhang Mei shined a flashlight on the man, and couldn't help exclaiming: "Zhou Zu, why are you here?"

Zhou Zu, the skinner, shook the flesh on his face, and forced out a mocking smile: "Why can't I be here? You are not the only ones who can think of searching the classroom."

Between his fingers, he held a silk thread that was as thin as silver, but at the end of the thread, there was a faint blue that was almost black, obviously it was either Gu or poison.

As soon as he makes a move, it is a killer move, he really hates Yi Qi deeply.

"Brother Yi found that diary, put it down for me!" Wu Ming was so angry that he couldn't help stepping forward and yelling.

Zhou Zu turned to stare at him, with a cold expression on his face: "I can't hold things, but I can shout here."

"Boy, it seems that if you don't give you some trouble, you won't learn to respect the strong!"

Before he finished speaking, the silver thread between his fingers, like a living poisonous snake, suddenly jumped up and bit Wu Ming's throat.

Wu Ming couldn't react in time, he could only watch the silver attack.

Suddenly, a straight dark red light swept over, cutting the silk thread into two neatly.

Two pieces of silver thread fluttered and landed on the ground, Zhou Zu was terrified, raised his head, and looked at Yi Qi in disbelief.

Yi Qi raised his left hand, and the ruby ​​on his ring finger was reflecting the integrated red light, exuding scorching heat.

"You want to deprive others of their lives in front of me?" He asked quietly.

Anyone can tell that under Yi Qi's calm tone, there is a suppressed storm hidden.

Zhou Zu turned his small eyes, and while clutching the diary, he retreated tentatively: "Haha! Don't be so serious, the voodoo on that silk thread is at most just itchy and rotten, it won't kill you of."

"After all, I don't want to go to jail... Ah Zuo, Ah You!" He quietly retreated to the door of the classroom, suddenly shouted, turned and ran outside.

Wu Ming wanted to chase after him, but unexpectedly, two burly men jumped out of the door, they were Zhou Zu's partners.

Those two people did not know how long they lay in ambush. As soon as Zhou Zu left the classroom, one of them closed the door with a "bang", while the other dragged a heavy wooden table and quickly blocked the door.

When the three of Yi Qi were trapped in the classroom, Zhou Zu and his two partners escaped as fast as possible, and the sound of their footsteps running in the stairwell could be heard throughout the teaching building.

Faced with such a shameless act, the audience in the live broadcast instantly exploded.

【What the hell?Fucking skinner, with a loud name, but only dares to be a stinky rat in the gutter! 】

[There is a kind of positive, I peeled your skin first. 】

[I can't figure it out, in Luo's haunted house, it was clearly the host who rescued Li Yao, otherwise Li Yao would have died 800 years earlier!After saving his friend, why does the skinner still hate the streamer so much? 】

[It's unreasonable to vent your anger!And I think standing out for friends is just an excuse. It should be that the anchor has been in the limelight recently, and the skinners are worried that their traffic will be robbed, so they target them everywhere. 】

【grass!What a jerk~]

"A bunch of bastards, they're playing dirty!" Wu Ming was also furious, kicking the classroom door fiercely while cursing viciously.

"You bastard, you only take advantage, and you're even more shameless than Brother Voldemort!" Zhang Mei was also blushing, gnashing her teeth and cursing, while trying to help open the classroom door.

Fortunately, there was only one table outside the door, which was a little heavy, but under the push of two adults, the classroom door was quickly pushed open a crack.

"Brother Yi, wait for us to go out..."

Wu Ming happily turned his head, and was about to announce the good news, but saw Yi Qi's face was solemn, he suddenly stepped forward, and pulled the two of them away from the door.

"Turn off the flashlight, don't talk, hide."

Yi Qi pulled them under the desks and chairs in the classroom, and lowered his voice: "Something is coming!"

Ordinary people can't hear it, but his ears can hear it. Outside the teaching building, an unknown object is approaching rapidly, and it is running towards the fifth floor with a clear goal.

The thing had come for them, attracted by the sound and light they had just made.

But Wu Ming and Zhang Mei looked puzzled.

what?They didn't hear anything.

But based on their unconditional trust in Yiqi, although the two were puzzled, they still followed suit.

Turn off the lights, lie obediently under the table, and lower your breathing.

The classroom was quiet again, and fell into darkness again, as if no one had ever been there.

The corridor outside the classroom was also quiet, with no footsteps or other movements.

But not long after, the three people who were hiding suddenly smelled a burnt smell.

It was like the smell of some kind of meat being burnt in the oven, getting closer and stronger to them.

Accompanied by the scorching smell, there was a heavy and painful breathing sound.

It was like when someone was dying, his lungs were burning, but he still struggled to breathe heavily, the air flowed through his throat like a knife, making a hysterical sound.

Under the faint moonlight, a bloated and clumsy figure was reflected outside the classroom window, moving slowly, moving slowly across the corridor to the door of the classroom.

"boom!"

There was a sudden crashing sound from the blocked classroom door.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Still no footsteps could be heard, but the desk outside the door was knocked over, and the classroom door creaked and was reopened.

A strange black figure squeezed in, heavy breathing sounded, and the smell of burning filled the entire classroom.

Wu Ming and Zhang Mei were stiff, lying under the table, covering their mouths, not daring to move.

They couldn't see the appearance of the monster, but with Yi Qi's excellent eyesight, even in the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, he could still clearly trace the outline of the monster.

It was an extraordinarily bloated body, covered in pitch black, like a scorched human body, its limbs twisted and curled up, and then swelled countless times, becoming a monster that looked like a human but not human.

The monster has no eyes, no nose and ears, and its face is blurred. There is only a huge black mouth, which is opened forcefully, and keeps breathing strangely.

It groped and crawled on the classroom floor with its shrunken limbs. Every time it moved, the scorched skin on its body fell down and turned into ashes.

The smell of burnt burnt was getting stronger and stronger.

The audience in the live broadcast room were obviously frightened.

【Ah, what is this?So scary! 】

[For the first time in my life, I actually wish the host's camera wasn't so good, and the night vision function is too clear in the dark! 】

[Help, I'm dead! ! ! 】

[Is this monster looking for people by light and sound?No wonder he watched Mr. Zhao's live broadcast before. In times of crisis, he only dared to make gestures and dared not speak. 】

【Ms. Zhao must have been followed by this monster at the time, so she used gestures to ask for help from the audience in the live broadcast room, but unfortunately she couldn't escape in the end. 】

At this time, the monster kept wandering in the classroom, several times, almost touching the three people hiding under the table.

But in the end it just passed by.

After an unknown amount of time, the monster seemed to feel that there was no one here, so it moved its bloated body and crawled out of the classroom little by little.

Zhang Mei tremblingly put down the palm covering her mouth, just about to breathe a sigh of relief, but was suddenly held down by Yi Qi.

She blinked, and her heart rose again in an instant.

Sure enough, after waiting for a few minutes, a monster's head popped out from the door of the originally empty classroom.

It's still there, just pretending to leave just now.

Zhang Mei and Wu Ming stared wide-eyed in the darkness, terrified, trembling with fright at the back and forth of this monster.

[Fuck!This monster will also lie in ambush and become a master! 】

[It's scary, if I was there, it would probably be gone. 】

[Come on, anchor, hide yourself, it's rare to see such a shrewd monster, the IQ is really high! 】

I saw the head dangling in mid-air, as if it was finally determined that no one would come out, and the monster's breathing became heavier again.

It moved its body and left here very quickly. Its body was no longer bloated and clumsy as before, but its movements in the corridor were extremely agile.

Yi Qi listened for a long time, and finally said: "It's gone."

Zhang Mei and Wu Ming were still lying under the table, trembling all over, motionless, and never dared to come out.

"Come out! It really left this time." Yi Qi sighed, and gently pulled the two frightened people out.

Wu Ming trembled all over, his eyes turned red, and after a while, he choked out a sentence from his throat: "Damn it!"

Zhang Mei was also frightened out of her wits, she covered her mouth and whispered: "Just entering the campus, I encountered this kind of monster. The level of danger in Ping'an Middle School is more dangerous than any of my previous spiritual adventures!"

Immediately afterwards, she suggested worriedly: "Maybe that monster will return again. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. We should leave the teaching building temporarily."

Wu Ming also agreed with her proposal, but said regretfully: "It's a pity that the only clue we found was snatched away by that bastard Zhou Zu."

Unexpectedly, Yi Qi shook his head slightly: "No, it's not the only clue."

He walked slowly to the table where he found the diary.

Just now, everyone focused on the diary, so few people could notice that there were several textbooks spread out on the desk.

Chinese, Mathematics, English, Geography, Biology, History...

These are a few books from the second volume of the third grade of junior high school. In addition to the daily class notes, there are countless funny doodles on the pages, just like an ordinary middle school student who doodles when he is bored.

In the dark, Yi Qi used the fastest speed to read all the books that were spread out from beginning to end.

He browsed so fast that the audience almost thought he was rummaging.

[What is the anchor doing? 】

[You don't understand, this is called quantum fluctuation reading! (dog head)]

Recording all the browsed content in the database, Yi Qi closed his eyes slightly, quickly organized and classified all the materials, and picked out the parts he needed.

When he opened his eyes again, he quickly tore off a part of the paper and graffiti between different books.

He put the scribbled parts together to piece together a scribbled map.

That is the topographic map of the campus of Ping'an Middle School, with each building marked on it, as well as the name of the building, and different buildings