"What?"

When he got the news from Zhao Shuang, Fang Ming's heart suddenly felt extremely cold. Although www.biquge.info pen "Fun" Pavilion didn't want to admit it, he still had to remember his hunch, and it... It was as if it had come true in this moment.

Next, Fang Ming became even more confused, and his roommates seemed to be used to his appearance. Therefore, everyone deserves it, facing the current Fang Ming.

And in the next few days, what happened made Fang Ming even more frightened. A cold feeling gradually permeated Fang Ming's heart.

It was as if he had suddenly understood why school had never started, because... This school is not a normal school at all, and the weirdness that pervades it everywhere is the purpose of the school's existence.

.........

At this time, it was already the fifth day that Fang Ming had received the news of someone's death for the second time. Five days of devastation had made him so emaciated that he locked himself in the cold room, his hands clutching his head, his mind constantly recalling everything around him.

It's late at night, but I don't know what's wrong with the others on this day, and I actually tacitly chose to play all night today, so Fang Ming was the only one in the bedroom.

Although he was very frightened of this, he didn't know why, but Fang Ming preferred to keep it like this and not go to play with his roommates. Because, he seems to think, his five roommates, because of the abnormality of following the academy, the roommates are also very strange.

Flipping out of my phone, it's exactly ten o'clock. Fang Ming didn't even dare to do the final washing, so he lay on the bed and fell asleep. He was so afraid to continue to face the long dark night alone, so he had to force himself to sleep.

In his eyes, the experience of the past few days echoed in front of Fang Ming's eyes in the dark. Five days ago, he learned the news of another death from Zhao Shuang, and his heart was cold, and he finally just recognized it as an accident. However, the next day they all forgot about it, and afterwards, Fang Ming even found the person who drowned in the school.

At this time, he was already deeply aware that this incident was a little strange. If the previous events could be said to be coincidences caused by the combination of dreams and reality, but now Fang Ming could not identify these as a coincidences again.

And on the second day, Fang Ming got the news of a person's death from Zhao Shuang again, and then on the third day, everyone forgot about it completely.

However, this time, Fang Ming was silent, and his indifferent state didn't even change his heartbeat, as if he only knew a piece of data.

On the fourth day, as expected, Zhao Shuang told him the news about these events again. And today, Fang Ming didn't go to Zhao Shuang and the others to make sure again, because it was no longer necessary, even from their peaceful faces, he could know that they had forgotten.

"Who's next?"

He whispered to himself. In the dark, another conjecture welled up in his heart, would these things happen to his roommates?

But... It doesn't seem to matter at all, at most it's just a different goal. In his mind, the contents of that piece of paper resurfaced in Fang Ming's heart, and he couldn't help but think of the first night, the blood-gushing book, that... Is it really a dream?

Detail! Perhaps, that would be Fang Ming's last straw, but Fang Ming didn't plan to continue to study further, because the fear of the night would definitely force him into a madman if it continued like this.

"Let's come back to research during the day!"

He didn't know what he would encounter if he waited like this, but he had a hunch that there was absolutely nothing good about it. If the object of death becomes oneself, will one still come back to life? He didn't find all the dead people who appeared in the past few days. If you think about it, they are also ordinary people who have mixed in with themselves, maybe they are really dead now.

The exhaustion of the late night made him finally paralyze his nerves under this fearful consciousness, and after unremitting efforts, Fang Ming finally fell asleep...

.........

The next day...

When I woke up, I was surrounded by a cool feeling that was unique to the morning. But in addition to that, there is a special flavor, a... The smell of blood!

"Hmm!"

A sense of fear washed away the drowsiness in Fang Ming's heart in an instant, he suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head slightly, and what appeared in front of him was an extremely bloody picture.

His eyes were stared at by Fang Ming, and his dark pupils were bright. A terrifying black shadow was printed. Zhao Shuang was sitting in front of his bed, but the terrifying wounds constantly indicated Zhao Shuang's state at this time.

A kitchen knife that could be seen everywhere was held in Zhao Shuang's hand by himself and inserted deep into his stomach. Blood flowed all over the concrete floor, and the terrifying red constantly hit Fang Ming's eyes. In that terrifying tone, he could even feel a stickiness that hadn't dried completely.

On the corpse, what was even more terrifying was that the long blood marks almost covered Zhao Shuang's body, and the cold knife edge was full of flesh and blood, constantly turning over.

Squeak!

The next moment, the door opened suddenly. The neck, which was already completely numb, turned subconsciously, and Zhou Meng, who was the leader, was the first to walk in, and the busy night made them very tired. However, when they came in, the visual image in the dormitory made everyone stunned for the next moment.

"Zhao... Pair! ”

After being stunned for a moment, Zhou Meng suddenly took a numb step forward, and then said with wide eyes.

“.........”

Fang Ming was silent, he couldn't give any answer at all, who didn't know the situation. As for others, it is even more unlikely.

The exhaustion of the night made all four of them have dark circles under their eyes, but none of them have even the slightest fatigue at this time, I am afraid that if they go to sleep immediately, they will not be able to sleep.

"Fang Ming, what the hell is going on!"

Zhou Meng's voice rang out again, but a roar-like voice filled his mouth. He didn't know the situation, and even felt that this moment was all Fang Ming's doing.

"How do I know? Didn't he go with you all night yesterday? ”

Fang Ming also said with a roar. He didn't look at it politely at all, staring at Zhou Meng, or the four of them.

Zhou Meng shook his head and said, "Last night, he already said that he couldn't hold on a little, so he came back first."

"Came back first?"

Fang Ming was shocked.