Jiang Ye's cold sweat flowed down his forehead as soon as he brushed it.

The bloody soles of the feet had turned.

"Click!"

There was a slight sound from the doorknob, and with a "creak", the entire pit door was fully opened, and the light of the pale yellow flashlight was also crowded.

Empty.

"Bang."

The pit door was slammed back, and the old man turned around and walked outside.

Jiang Ye, who was hiding on the beam between the two doors of the toilet pit, broke out in a cold sweat, but fortunately, he moved quickly and his physical fitness was extraordinary, otherwise, he would definitely be caught.

It's not that Jiang Ye doesn't want to close the door on the spot, there will definitely be a sound when the door is locked, let alone people, ghosts know that there are people inside.

Hiding on the beam, Jiang Ye vaguely saw the appearance of the old man.

He was tall and hunched over his waist like a bloody corpse that had been skinned. In his left hand, he holds a flashlight with a large battery, and in his right hand, he holds a metal iron rod.

Tumbling off the beam, Jiang Ye carefully opened the pit door of the toilet.

Xiaopang patted his chest with palpitations and said, "I'm scared to death, I thought Wenqing would be discovered." ”

"Almost, let's wait for the uncle to go upstairs, and then go to the second shift." Jiang Ye nodded.

Jiang Ye felt that these two people should not have seen the appearance of the uncle, otherwise, they would definitely be frightened and unable to walk, and they would even scream.

"I'll turn on the flashlight, and you two will follow me." Gao Zhen turned on the small flashlight he brought, and the faint light made them feel a little relieved.

The two of them walked in front, Jiang Ye walked behind, and when they walked out of the toilet, there was a click, and the glass of the toilet was slightly broken, flashing with a faint ghostly light.

It's just that they didn't see it.

"Still looking for an opportunity to slaughter the bloody corpse."

Jiang Ye frowned slightly, the reason why he didn't make a move just now was because his intuition told him that it was not the best time to make a move.

If he does it, there will definitely be something out of his control.

8 o'clock's wisdom wasn't just talking, his butcher's instincts told him that it wasn't a good time to start.

Fat let go, Jiang Ye and Gao Zhen climbed into the security room at the door through the window on the side and stole the spare keys for each class.

Walking to the entrance of the building, Jiang Ye said: "Gao Zhen, you go to the second floor to watch the uncle, by the way, I will accompany Xiaopang to the second class on the first floor to release love letters." ”

"Chubby, what do you think?"

Xiaopang nodded, turned on his flashlight, and they wanted to touch the second class: "I think it's okay, Brother Zhen, Wen Qing and I will go to the second class first, and then we will go to the second floor together." ”

"It's okay, let's divide the troops into two ways, Wenqing, you and Xiaopang will go to the second shift first."

Gao Zhen nodded, and he blocked the light of the flashlight with his clothes and went up to the second floor.

"Be careful, Brother Zhen." Chubby reminded with some concern.

"Let's go, Wenqing, let's hurry up and finish it, hurry up and go to meet Brother Zhen." Chubby Liu Ji's voice trembled a little, and his body instinctively feared the darkness.

"Okay." Jiang Ye replied in a whisper, and followed Xiaopang to the door of the second class.

There is the third class further on, and at the end of the toilet is the iron door to the long corridor at the other end of the school building, and of course the stairs leading upstairs.

"Let's go!"

opened the classroom door of the second class with the key, and Liu Ji and Jiang Ye quietly walked in by the faint light of the flashlight.

"The seat of Tang Xueying in the second class. I like her so much that I wish she would say yes to me. With a shy smile, the little fat man stuffed the love letter into Tang Xueying's seat.

"Let's go, Wenqing."

Looking at the little fat who turned his head, Jiang Ye's expression flickered.

"The characters in the plot shouldn't be human, so even if I try it, it shouldn't matter, after all, I just want to survive."

Jiang Ye thought in his heart.

No matter what happened, no matter who was in front of him, or even who was beside him, as long as it was him Jiang Ye who survived in the end, it was enough.

"As long as I'm the one who survives in the end, that's enough."

"Others, just tools that can be used." Thinking of this, Jiang Ye's footsteps stopped, the hesitation on his face had all receded, and what remained was indifference and decisiveness.

"Click!"

"What's wrong, Wenqing?" Xiaopang turned to look at Jiang Ye, as if he was a little puzzled.

"It's nothing, Chubby."

Jiang Ye's face squeezed out an extremely reluctant smile, and he twisted Xiao Chubby's neck just now.

Xiaopang's head like a leather ball had already turned around for most of the time, and he turned his head to ask Jiang Ye questions like no one else.

"It's not normal, it's definitely not normal!"

Jiang Ye's face flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, as well as fear. Jiang Ye was wondering, if he didn't find out, would he have to face three monsters in the end.

Now he kind of understands why his intuition tells him not to do it in the toilet, and if he does it in the toilet, he may face not only the uncle, but also his two little friends.

"Wait, there's something on the curtains." Jiang Ye stepped on the windowsill and took down the curtains and spread them on the ground.

"Look, Chubby."

"Poof!"

"Take a deep breath, don't get too excited, it's normal to panic." Jiang Ye said in a low voice.

The flashlight in Chubby's hand fell to the ground, Chubby's face was as usual, and a pig-killing knife was inserted in his neck, and the owner of the pig-killing knife was covering his mouth while slowly putting him on the ground.

Putting Xiaopang on the ground, Jiang Ye wrapped the curtain and slammed it hard, and the whole neck was stabbed in half by the pig killing knife.

But there was not much blood, and the little fat corpse in front of him turned into a monster, covered in blood like a bloody corpse that had been peeled off, and the muscles on the body were very developed.

It's just that it's too far worse than Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye's physique reached 10, and even this kind of monster couldn't break free from his blockade.

Originally, Jiang Ye felt that he could not see blood as much as possible, but it was obviously not possible depending on the situation.

"It's a monster!" Jiang Ye wiped the pig-killing knife with his arm, his face was indifferent, and his face showed an expression that was really like this.

He felt that something was wrong with these two guys, although they were plot characters, but everyone was human, and the uncle's feet were bloody, not normal people's feet at all.

The two of them didn't even mention it when they went out, and at first, Jiang Ye thought they were scared or didn't see it, so they didn't mention it.

But after some temptation, I found that these two friends didn't seem to realize those things at all.

Hurriedly wrapped the chubby body with a curtain, Jiang Ye quietly hid behind the door.

Now that one has been solved, the tall and thin one will come over and ambush him directly from behind the door.

If you go and kill the uncle again, this book will be directly passed, and Jiang Ye will be able to manifest the scene of his dungeon entrance.

"Knock knock, Wen Qing, Xiao Fat, okay, no, Uncle has already gone down." There was a sharp knock on the door.

Outside the door was Gao Zhen's nervous and slightly trembling voice.

"Don't scare my Wen Qing, open the door, Chubby."

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Heavy footsteps sounded outside the door, it was the footsteps of the uncle.

"Brother Zhen, just open the door directly, the little fat stumbled, and I helped him." Jiang Ye changed his voice slightly, and it seemed more normal.

At the same time, Jiang Ye had already clenched the pig-killing knife, and a pair of sharp eyes were staring at the door.

"Click!"

The doorknob was opened, and with the slight sound of the door opening, the door of the second shift opened.

"Wenqing, what are you doing, help me find my head, my head seems to be missing."

Let's go.

A cold hand rested on Jiang Ye's shoulder.

Icy and chilly.

Suddenly, Jiang Ye felt the cold hairs on his spine stand up, and the pupils of his eyes contracted suddenly. The hand on the shoulder, cold and biting, is also creepy.

The whole body stiffened suddenly, and the hand holding the pig-killing knife trembled slightly.

"Goo-toot!"

After swallowing a mouthful of spit, Jiang Ye turned his neck a little stiffly and turned his head.