Xue Kaimo followed Li Ju into the tunnel. A woman's voice kept warning him in Xue Kaimo's ear: "Don't ask him any questions, he will take you to find the answer to the question." Xue Kaimo had heard a similar voice in the kitchen of a canteen, but now, he was accustomed to all the unexplainable strange events that happened to him or to him.

Li Ju didn't speak, and the mobile phone in his hand emitted a dazzling white light, illuminating the ground in front of him. Xue Kaimo followed behind him, and suddenly found that the direction they were walking in was not the direction of a canteen, that is, there was a fork in this tunnel that led to other places, but how did Li Ju know. Xue Kaimo struggled to control his desire to ask questions, and continued to walk silently in the shadows behind Li Ju.

Finally, the tunnel slowly became spacious, and the oxygen that had been a little thin just now began to be active again, and Xue Kaimo's spirit perked up a little. After walking for a while, a few faint orange lights came through the front of the tunnel, Li Ju's footsteps began to speed up, Xue Kaimo followed closely, and gradually smelled a smell of blood.

"This is it. Li Ju walked out of an iron door that was open to the outside, and then flashed to the side.

Xue Kaimo stood at the door, and there was already an orange light in front of him. In front of him was a large hall with rows of huge light bulbs hanging from the ceiling, the walls on either side of the hall protruding from the sharp corners and edges of the abrupt stone, and in the middle of the hall was another iron door, with no lock on it, but two old and faint words painted on the top of the door.

Suddenly, Xue Kaimo's nose tightened, and a strong rancid smell came to his face as if he had a premonition, and Xue Kaimo immediately reached out and covered his nose.

"It's good to get used to the smell. Li Ju comforted Xue Kaimo as he walked to the neatly arranged carts in the hall that were tightly covered with blue cloth.

The carts were placed close together, in rows, as if they corresponded to the light bulbs on the ceiling. Each cart appeared equally wide and heavy, topped with a dull blue cloth that hung low, revealing four black rubber wheels close to the ground.

Li Ju stretched out his hand to lift the cover on a cart, and stretched out his hand to beckon Xue Kaimo to come over. Xue Kaimo hesitated, but still walked forward, and at the same time, the smell of blood became more and more intense, and he was already a little dizzy. On the cart was the corpse of a man who had been stored for a long time, the eyes, nose, mouth and ears of the corpse were covered with thick tape, but there was a bruise on the neck of the corpse, which looked like it had been strangled to death, and the exposed skin of the corpse was dry and cracked, but there were no traces of old blood.

"This is Teacher Liu, who teaches listening lessons in Ke Tong's class. Li Ju said as he walked to the next car.

"This is Teacher Tian, teaching the Fa in Chai Yu's class. Li Ju lifted the blue cloth on the second car, pointed to the second corpse and said to Xue Kaimo.

This is a female corpse, the nose, eyes, mouth and ears of the corpse are also covered with thick adhesive tape that has gradually turned black, but this female teacher seems to have been violently hit on the forehead with a blunt object, and there is a purple-blue bag on her forehead, Xue Kaimo can even see the broken blood vessels inside through the layer of skin and flesh that has been dead for a long time.

Next, Li lifted all the covers, one car after another, and lifted all the covers. The carts were parked with the corpses of school teachers, and Xue Kaimo realized that since the school was closed, there were fewer and fewer teachers to see on campus. All the bodies had their noses, ears, eyes, and mouths gagged, leaving no traces of blood, but the manner in which they died varied, some had their limbs removed, some had their heads pressed into their necks, some had their chests opened, revealing a few broken bones, and some were covered with syringes. Xue Kaimo walked all the way, and gradually let go of the hand blocking his nose, at this time he was like walking in a familiar supermarket, with a leisurely demeanor, a calm gait, and a leisurely look at the ordinary and ordinary goods on the shelves.

After seeing the last corpse, Xue Kaimo had prepared a brilliant and dazzling smiling face to praise Li Ju, but as soon as he turned around, he was swept to the ground by the corpse aura that had permeated the hall for a long time. Li Ju's head slowly appeared above Xue Kaimo's forehead, and one of his faces was a purple-gray mess, "You still haven't gotten used to it." Li Ju shook his head and said helplessly.