After this student's mentions, many students reacted and finally understood where the strange atmosphere that always permeated the cafeteria came from. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

These classmates don't know each other, even if they feel that this person shouldn't appear here in memory, but that feeling is only vague, only friends who are really familiar with each other can recognize each other, really want to rush up to ask, people don't think of themselves as neuropathy is strange, most of the classmates have nothing to do with themselves, hang high mentality, even if they feel that something is wrong, they will not say it.

"Like, that's true, I seem to remember that this morning, there was a person who was flayed by the instructor, it seems to be you, right?" A classmate stood up and seemed to recall for a long time, and suddenly jumped away from a three-foot height, pointing to the classmate who was originally standing side by side with him, full of horror.

"You, you, you, and you, stay away from me, are you human or ghost? I saw your heads fall to the ground a few hours ago, how can you still be alive? Don't come......" A classmate stumbled out of the cafeteria with a frightened look in his eyes.

"You were my good friend when you were alive, and you must be after death, if you are short of things below, tell me directly, don't be polite to me, I will immediately ask someone to burn your ......" Seeing his former friend appear in front of him, some classmates cried directly.

"This classmate, there is something to discuss, don't kill, then you will not be reborn in the next life, and there is no deep hatred between you, right?" said a classmate.

It's a pity that these freshmen performed like a one-man show, and they didn't take a second look except for the crisp sound of the cutlery falling to the ground to attract the seniors in the restaurant to turn their heads and take a look.

Not only those senior students do their own things, but even those who come back from the dead are the same, although those who come back from the dead are the same as the ones who were alive before, but their personalities and ways of doing things have changed dramatically, and they are not hungry for their former friends or others, they are all looking at it with an extremely indifferent look, as if they are looking at strangers.

Although their memories are still there, and they still know who they are good friends with, the poker face that always has no fluctuations is unflattering, and even if their loved ones come, they may not be able to get close, like cold robots, emotionless puppets.

Maybe these freshmen also knew that they were singing a one-man show, and when they confirmed that these classmates who came back from the dead would not threaten their lives, they ran faster than monkeys one by one.

For the actions of these surviving freshmen, the students who were eating did not lift their eyelids, and the cafeteria returned to its original silence.

Under a school building, willow trees are planted on both sides of the road, and the green shade is cast in patches.

"Is this, Fu?" Qi Wu removed a piece of yellow paper from his back clothes, rectangular, with some crooked patterns drawn on it with cinnabar.

"This classmate, I see that your bones are strange and your qualifications are extraordinary, why don't you learn to draw talismans with me?" A voice was quite immortal, with the taste of Qingyue, but it was like the words of an immortal, but I don't know where it came from.

"On the eighth old willow tree in front of you, don't you need me to ask you to come down?" The ghost-faced man also removed a piece of yellow paper from his back, this little trick could not fool him, he was aware of it the moment the paper was glued, but he didn't say it.

"Classmate, don't be so faceless, be careful that I eat you!" On one of the branches of the eighth old willow tree in front of the right, a grimace poked out, miserable white, with loose hair, bright red blood on the lips, and a smile that he thought was good.

If ordinary people see this scene, they may be frightened and run away, but there will always be exceptions.

"Classmate, you're not a freshman, and the ketchup on the corner of your mouth doesn't look good!" Qi Wu said.

"Classmate, you really don't cooperate!" The grimace turned 180 degrees, and it was a face of fairy wind and bones, just like a Taoist priest.

The next moment, a black shadow swept overhead, and the face flew down from the branch to the ground in a parabolic shape, and became a black mass when it fell to the ground.

"Haven't you come out yet?" The ghost-faced man didn't know when he was playing with a small blade in his hand, shining in the sunlight, and the light was reflected on the surface of the knife, so bright that people didn't dare to look at it directly.

"Don't, don't, I'll come out right away!" The big willow tree shook slightly, and a student jumped on it, and the three stripes on the neckline proved that he was in the third year of college.

"Hello, my name is Jiang Shui!" Jiang Shui trotted all the way over, and in the process of running back, he didn't forget to pick up the hood that fell on the ground.

"S University third-year student," the ghost-faced man looked at the three lines on his neckline representing his grade, "this classmate Jiang, please explain, why have you been able to live until now? You must know that according to the elimination rate of military training today, these 1,500 new lives are only seven days." ”

"This big brother, no, the hero, and this woman, finally gave you a look, I can see at a glance that you are not ordinary people, you have a heroic demeanor, please, take me out of this school!" Jiang Shui cried while taking back his two pieces of yellow paper, and muttered quietly at the end: "This thing is not easy to get in this school, you have to use it sparingly." “

"You, have you read too many martial arts novels?" Qi Wu looked at Jiang Shui's eyes as if to say, are you sick?

"This woman is really like a god, if I stay in this school any longer, I am not sick and I am about to be forced out of illness!" Jiang Shui wiped a handful of tears fiercely and made a big salute: "Hero, help!"

"Let's get to the point, stop acting!" Ghostface said to reveal the truth.

"How do you know that I'm acting?" Jiang Shui didn't feel embarrassed to be exposed, but said very seriously: "I have lived in this school for three years, and I have tried my best to find an exit in three years, but I can't go out, it doesn't mean that no one can go out.

In fact, I won't tell you that except for these freshmen who survived the military training and my river, there are no living people in the entire S University, because the school rules of S University only apply to the living, and you have lost the things that have been inseparable since you entered this school. It's just that no one has noticed yet, and by the time you find out, it's too late. ”