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The mist hit, as if someone was whispering something in the ear.Zheng Jun raised his eyelids in a daze.But within a moment, he passed out again.

Waking up again, she found herself sleeping on a boxy table.The dark yellow tabletop is uneven, and there are a series of marks on the back of his hands.

Zheng Junxin raised her eyes, widened her eyes slightly, and found herself in an empty room.The room was filled with boxy tables and chairs.The light outside the window seemed to be blocked by something and could not penetrate.

The layout of the entire room is old and mottled, and there are still a lot of dried blood on some seats, like a plate of fried rotten eggs.

Zheng Junxin looked at it with a frown, whether it was the dim light or the blood that still exuded a strong bloody smell made her feel uncomfortable.His eyes scanned around, and finally fixed on the blackboard in the distance.

I don't know why looking at these unfamiliar things, she can know what it is.

This is a classroom, and there should be teachers and students, but what about them?

Zheng Junxin walked over.

As she moved, she got closer and closer to the bloodstain.She still stood still and walked around from the side.

But for some reason, the bloody smell could not go away, but it became more and more fishy.It was as if the bloodstains were still alive.

She became more and more restless, and took the time to look at the thing drawn on the blackboard—it was a silver bell, which she often wore on her body.

Although the painting technique is a bit sloppy, it is not difficult to see that it was drawn by A Ling.

Is A Ling also nearby?

There seemed to be something slowly approaching behind him, silently.Only the smell of blood became stronger and stronger.Just when the smell of blood was about to envelope Zheng Jun's heart, the girl suddenly turned her head.

In the huge classroom, there are still only those tables and chairs.

It was empty, with no human voice except herself.

"A Ling," Zheng Junxin whispered, she always felt that this place was weird.It's better not to shout loudly.

Unsurprisingly, no one answered.

In the classroom with the windows closed, the wind suddenly blew up.The temperature of the sweat that made her slide down her back dropped.

There is a gap between the tables.Zheng Junxin stood behind the podium and looked back at the whole classroom. Those tables seemed to be empty, attracting people to look at the bottomless things under those tables.

And there are many such holes in this classroom.Zheng Junxin roughly counted, and there were about forty tables.Except for the seat where I sat, the rest of the tables, without exception, couldn't see the gaps between the tables.

But the shady and narrow gaze just now clung to her body like a snake and never stopped.

Zheng Junxin stepped off the podium and touched his waist with his hands.After touching the familiar weapon, Zheng Junxin let go of his nervousness.

"Where did Ah Ling go? You didn't call me either." She was talking to herself as she walked through the gap between the tables.She didn't intend to really explore what was in the hole, she focused on what was on the table.

In addition to a large number of books on these tables, there are also many extracurricular novels.She picked up a few books and read them.

"Handbook for Rebirth of a Beautiful Wife."

"The overbearing prince's little wife of the president."

"They all look pretty, put them away and go back and watch them with A Ling."

Bloodstains lying on the ground: "..."

Zheng Junxin seemed to have found a good way to solve problems on his own, and concentrated on reading the extracurricular readings that bad students only read.I still watch it with relish, and I don't want to miss Shu.

The blood on the ground surged.A bloodstain appeared not far from the bloodstain.

Another blood mark, farther than the previous blood.Just like this, the blood marks came over one by one, and went straight to the soles of Zheng Junxin's feet.

The sinister and hungry eyes finally stayed on Zheng Junxin's thin back, and a hand covered with blood appeared behind him and reached out to her.The girl didn't realize that there was a sound behind her, and the blood left by her hand fell on the ground with a "click" and "click" sound, which seemed to be recording the passing of a life.

Just when the bloody handprint was about to touch the girl, the girl moved and threw a few pens scattered on the table back.

The crackling sound instantly covered up the sound of dripping blood, making it seem noisy and humane.

Zheng Junxin looked at a table, and threw pens and books everywhere, and he didn't know what he threw behind him.

Several pens sank in, making a dull sound.

But the voice was too low, and the sound of throwing things had already taken away his attention.Zheng Junxin reads very quickly, first he found a book on his seat, and later he found a book with the same cover on another table.The books on the other table were hidden, but fortunately they were taken out.

She picked up the book and wanted to open it.

Open the cover and there are a few simple characters: study notes.She turned another page.

"Student Zheng is doing morning exercises now. What are you doing here if you don't do exercises? This is not what a good student should do." A voice suddenly appeared from behind, as sinister and sticky as her eyes.After being hung out for a long time, and being hit by all kinds of books and stationery, the horrible voice was obviously impatient.

Zheng Junxin turned around, and a woman in a white shirt and black skirt stood in the blackened blood.

Seeing her turn around, the corner of her mouth that was cracked to the chin instantly dripped blood.The messy hair was stained together by sticky blood, revealing two eyes.The pupils were deeply sunken, as if a layer of skin had stuck to the bones.

She smiled, the corners of her mouth stretching to the sides of her cheeks.The bluish palm with withered bones quickly came towards her.

The girl in front of her didn't give her a chance to touch her.With sharp eyesight, she quickly picked up a stack of books and threw them over. The scattered books flew all over the sky. The woman tore them apart with one claw, but more and more pieces were torn, covering her all over.

When the woman got herself out of the broken book, Zheng Junxin was gone.

"Giggle—" There was a hint of laughter leaking out of her throat.Ling Chi's knife dragged on the ground, and his black hole-like eyes were like pinhole cameras in the dark, viciously looking around.

"Hiss." It was the sound of shoes scraping the ground.

"I found you." The empty echo dragged on for a long time, infinitely magnifying the fear in people's hearts.

Hearing the footsteps stopped, she stretched out her unusually long tongue and licked her bloody chin clean.Satisfied to go in that direction.

Her whole body was covered with dried blood, and the blood in her mouth had already dried up, but the smell of blood seemed like she had just died in a pool of blood.There was still blood on the corner of the blackened mouth.

She was bloated, but she was very fast, and she stood behind the podium in a short while.

"You're disobedient, Zheng Xin~"

What a specimen!It's just that there is too little meat, so peel off the skin and make a specimen.

The knuckles of those withered bones were buckled inward, and the long and pointed nails couldn't wait to dig into the red!

Red, who was motionless at first, suddenly moved.Zheng Junxin looked at her and said calmly: "Art teacher, I am a student. Teachers cannot hit students."

The teacher had blood in his mouth, and the listeners felt uncomfortable: "But disobedient students can be beaten."

The ghost teacher in front of her was a little puzzled, how did she know that she was a teacher or an art teacher.

Speaking of which, the girl in front of her stood up puffed up, holding a large stack of books in her hands.

The smile on his face was very innocent and he said: "If that's the case, then there's nothing we can do, teacher. We are too weak, as students we have to protect ourselves."

"..." Come again!

The skin-covered bone was buried in the pile of books again, and Zheng Junxin picked up two books.

The corner of his eyes inadvertently glanced at the blackboard again and found that there was a peach next to the painted silver bell.

It seems that Ah Ling was indeed here, and was taken away after finishing the painting.Ah Ling's martial arts is higher than hers, so she shouldn't be in trouble so soon, but she still has to fight her as soon as possible.

Tao, run away, Ah Ling told her to run away?

What the hell is this place? ?

The pink peach came into view, and the body behind him creaked and creaked among the piles of books.She finally remembered that she had a knife, and opened those useless books with one knife.

Zheng Jun regained his composure, and ran out quickly without stopping.

Outside the classroom is the corridor, both sides lead to different directions, the same thing is that they are all dark.Many of the walls had peeled off, revealing the yellowed or even blackened unknown dirt underneath.And the smell of dampness in the air is suffocating.

The galloping knife hit the ground with non-stop noises. The owner of the knife was very angry now and trembled three times when he walked.

The cold hostility is close by, and she is not allowed to continue thinking.Zheng Junxin chose a road at random and galloped away.

The corridors and the classrooms were retreating uninterruptedly, and the voice behind her slammed the door vigorously, rushing towards her with a smell!

This thing seems hard to kill.

Zheng Junxin quickened his pace, his eyes went further into the classrooms and empty corridors, trying to find some traces, but there was nothing.

The mark in the eyes behind him is like a shadow, following closely.

I can't run anymore, it's too exhausting.

She gritted her teeth, pushed open the door of the classroom closest to her and hid in.

The locked prey suddenly disappeared.The footsteps outside, which were indistinguishable from sharpening knives, also slowed down.The gloomy eagle eyes flicked across the window to see where the thing was.

Zheng Junxin held his breath.

step,

two steps.

The sound of footsteps came close to the wall, echoing in the silent teaching building.The voice in the corridor was desperate, and the hoarse voice called out: "Where are you?"

Seeming to have discovered something, the deep voice became sharp again, heading in that direction.The deadly big knife was scraping and grinding on the ground, and the sound was drawn through a thin and slender wooden door.

Sweat broke out in the palm of the hand.The poisonous needle in her hand is ready, but she doesn't know if it can deal with this ghost teacher who is a living dead.

"Hehe." The sound of sharpening the knife stopped.

Just as Zheng Junxin was about to make a move, he heard footsteps outside again, but they gradually drifted away.The art teacher cursed and went forward.

It's not safe here either.Zheng Junxin didn't look outside until the movement outside stopped.

It was quiet outside, and there was no movement.

She stepped out of the classroom and took a few steps.That piercing gaze was not nearby.She exhales.

There is a triangle on the stairs on the first floor, with a lot of sundries and a small space.Zheng Jun lives here in a slumber, and flips through the book with the light coming from nowhere.

The owner of the table she slept on was Zheng Xin, a lively and cheerful girl.At the age of youth and vitality, I like to write a diary.The book that Zheng Junxin is holding is her diary.

From the diary, I learned that her parents were one of the founders of this school, and the family was happy and harmonious, but they were exposed on the Internet and opened the warm house.

Zheng Junxin looked down, these words are a bit simple, it is not difficult to understand them.

Someone reported that Zheng Xin's parents were abusing students, and countless supporters launched a siege on the Internet. Her parents could only hide and dare not go out.Zheng Xin watched her parents hold her in their arms, she was clearly a child but she could empathize with this kind of pain.

She wrote this feeling into the diary, and the rest of the words were sad and depressing.Zheng Junxin glanced at ten lines, and quickly turned to the last page.It says:

It was the Tang family who killed my parents, and they were also the ones who made my parents jump off the building!

"So you are here, student Zheng."

Suddenly, there was a gurgling sound of licking blood above his head, and a strong odor smeared on his thin back.

The surrounding coolness dropped to the bottom.

Zheng Jun's heartbeat soared.

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The author has something to say:

The two of them are so strong, how can they not show their strengths~

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