Zhongyuan Special

"Knock", a sound similar to the ringing of a bell sounded. I opened my eyes while I was asleep, rubbed my worried eyes, pinched my painless cheeks, looked around, and sighed helplessly. "Well, are you back here? "This is an elementary school campus that I remember in my memory, but at this time, it is horrified by this nightmare. Touching the mottled wooden huan beside me, I stood up from a coffin. In the open playground full of open coffins, my figure is slightly lonely. "It's a haunted garden. I looked at the figures in the distance and thought.

"Huh?" I noticed something strange from my usual life. There was an intact coffin two or three meters away from me. I walked over to the coffin and tried to push it hard, but the lid didn't move. I had to give up this futile attempt and begin to scrutinize the coffin. Suddenly, I shuddered inexplicably, as if something was hiding in the far walled grove to observe me, and looked around suspiciously, only to feel that the side of the playground had become darker. I tried to suppress the strange thoughts that came to my mind, calmed my mind, and walked towards the hazy school building behind me.

Alert!, I pricked up my ears. Screams! The white shadows that had been floating around the playground began to stir, swimming towards me and roaring towards me suddenly and quickly. Almost instinctively, I ran towards the school building as if I had regained my animal nature.

I ran to the entrance of the playground, which divides the school building from the playground, where there was a small duty room. The iron fence of the slide rails at the entrance of the playground was hurriedly pulled, as if it had been unused for many years or lacked maintenance, and the fence had been crawling with red rust, and the sound of moving was so sharp and harsh. No sooner had I pulled the fence up and locked it down than the swarms of humanoid white mist swooped up, revealing the crimson gums and the dense fangs of Bai Sensen. There is no substance, but the fangs that keep salivating are real. The continuous collision between the white fangs and the iron rod constantly made a jagged "click" sound.

I hissed, and it took me a while to come to my senses, and I noticed that there was still some dim light in the duty room next to me, as if someone was inside. I walked over and quietly pushed the door open a crack and peered through the narrow slit. I saw a middle-aged uncle lying on his back on a chair, as if he was asleep. I slowly closed the door and looked at the school building in front of me, and the shadows were everywhere. Under the reflection of incandescent lamps that were bright or off, bright or dim, I could faintly see several black shadows with triangular heads gathered together, or white figures with round heads floating through the corridor... But I could only make a rough outline, and when I tried to see it clearly, my scalp began to tingle, my lips began to babble, and this inexplicable paralysis spread all the way to the center of my feet.

The dimness of the environment and the fear in my body seemed to prevent me from seeing the figures, the figures running back and forth, or dancing. "Huh?" I asked. I noticed that none of them seemed to be willing to go near the glimmering statue placed on the first floor. Although I was reluctant to walk into the school building crawling with unknown beings, I had a vague sense that the statue was the key to my escape from this nightmare. Thinking of this, there is only one way in front of me, so I can only bite the bullet.

Along the way, I avoided the ghosts and explored the school building that I had almost forgotten, and from time to time I could hear a few piano notes, but I didn't pay attention to it, I just thought it was an auditory hallucination. I was chased by several ghosts to the statue, and found that it was a mahogany sword that the statue was holding in its hand. I hurriedly removed the wooden sword. As soon as they took it off, they found that the original light was gone, and the ghosts noticed that the pesky light was gone, and they were about to pounce. I was thrown to the ground by the spirits, and they began to gnaw at my body, and with their knife-like teeth, the souls in the distance seemed to smell the delicious taste of blood and rushed here. I was about to give up, when I suddenly noticed that the wooden sword stained with my blood began to shimmer. I hurriedly used my last struggle to squirt a puff of blood on the blade of the sword, and the sword emitted a strong light. Those souls were suddenly shocked by this light, and even one or two unlucky ghosts were directly wiped out into invisibility. The imps seemed to be scared and hurried to run away. Seeing this, I did not hesitate, and as soon as the sword went up, the figures fell down in unison, but the enveloping fog did not disperse, and it lingered in place, dipped in my ankles, took out the wooden sword and cut it off, and it retreated three points.

Leaning on this wooden sword,I continued to march towards the atrium of the school park.,There's always been a voice in my head telling me that maybe I can get out of this nightmare by escaping this school park.。 But the atrium was firmly locked by an iron door, and I froze in place, and I couldn't help but think, "There seems to be a row of wooden shelves with keys in that duty room, why don't you go back and have a look?" Having made up my mind, I began to turn back, only to hear staccato sobs as I passed a corner storeroom. I pushed the door in, and the things that had been on the shelves were scattered all over the floor, with some teaching aids and toys that looked like children. I followed the cry a few times and came to the row of shelves near the window. There were all kinds of miscellaneous things here, and a gust of wind swept through the window, blowing the shadows of the trees and letting in the cold moonlight, and I could see clearly that the little thing that was crying was a little girl with long hair reaching to the ground, to be precise, an extremely delicate doll. I silently clenched the wooden sword in my hand, ready to attack. Suddenly, she threw herself into my arms and whispered in my ear, begging me to take her to find her father. I gently patted her on the back and let her fall on my shoulder. After a while, she stopped sobbing and fell asleep on my shoulder. Looking at her sleeping face carefully, I felt dizzy for some reason, and when I took a closer look by a little moonlight, it turned out that her dense layer of silver teeth had already bitten through my shoulder blades, and I was intoxicated by the delicious flesh and blood. I smiled, thinking it was a good feeling, and I grabbed a sword flower in my hand, and although I didn't understand it, I seemed to be able to control myself more freely.

I pushed the door open, left the storage room, walked out of Sensen's school building, and returned to Shimmer's duty room. The row of fangs that struck the iron rod was missing, and I was a little stunned to leave it alone for now. I gently pushed open the door of the duty room, but the door insisted on scraping the cold hardness of the ground with its old age, making a sharp "creaking" sound, but the strange thing was that the uncle did not wake up, he was not moved at all. I walked in to check the row of wooden shelves and found that the keys were missing. I searched for it again and finally found a report that some of the teachers on duty had taken the keys and occupied the music room on the top floor. "The music room on the top floor? ”

As I slowly climbed to the top floor, the piano playing that I hadn't paid attention to before grew louder, "Is there anyone else here? is it some of the teachers on duty in that report?" I pushed open the door of the music room with a lot of doubt, but the surprisingly loud performance came to an abrupt end. All I could see was an empty music room, a music room with a piano in the center and an open window on the outside. But a pair of red crystal-like high heels on a white leather stool caught my eye, and they looked even more glamorous against the moonlight outside the window. Cautiously approaching the piano, which looked a little normal and abrupt, I accidentally glanced at the score, and my fingers suddenly played a few notes uncontrollably, and a smoky pink skeleton floated out of the body, wrapped me tightly, and tried to pull me into the piano.

Using the final Demon Breaker, I defeated it, leaving a key behind by "Ding Dong Chang". After getting the key, I returned to the iron gate again, and I couldn't wait to open the iron door, only to find that the ground was also cracked at this time, and the red lotus bloomed as if the gate of hell had also opened. Once again, the original way out was broken, and I was a little annoyed, wandering around the school building aimlessly, killing indiscriminately, and sometimes feeling like I had become these ghosts.

Just as I was becoming more and more addicted to the thrill of slashing, a jumble of tapping on the desk table reached my ears, and the rhythm of the ticking was like tapping on a typewriter. When the strange sound died down, the locked classroom door could be opened. I went inside and found a limerick scribbled on the top of one of the tables with a broken wooden pencil. "xxxx is top-heavy, picks up the burden of wine, and comes alone. "There were also two pieces of shredded paper dyed red with blood on it, and I took the paper to the edge of the crack for some reason, and found that there were a few more wine jars in the corner of the wall that was empty just now, and the red paper human head wine on the altar body. While I was still in doubt, the two bloody papers accidentally turned into two bloody human heads. Having figured it out, I tried to put the human head in the altar, but there was still a human head missing. So I went around slashing ghosts, asking for the kind of ghosts that were close to human form, trying to replace them with their heads, and tried and tried, but found that nothing had changed.

"Oh, by the way, isn't there an uncle in the duty room, just replace him. "Even I didn't find anything wrong with this sentence or even this idea. So I went back to the original duty room and cut off the man's head, and blood sprayed all over me. Strange to say, the man didn't make a sound, just looked at me directly, and smiled a little relieved.

When he was ready, he put the fresh head in his hand into the altar, two in front of him and one behind him, and a single-plank bridge slowly appeared above the rift that looked like the entrance to hell. I picked up my burden, and when I walked up the bridge, I realized that everything behind me was gone, and I had to go hard, oh, no. This feeling should be downward.

Underground, there is a huge labyrinth of huge coffins connected together. The last monster is stored in the largest coffin, in the mass grave, and the human head wine is its favorite thing.

After a fight, a huge hole appeared behind the monster, and I walked towards the light, but crawled out of the huge pit. Sure enough, it was a veritable coffin, going in and out horizontally.

As soon as I wanted to go out, I was dementored.