God, where is this?

This is the cry of two big men who have plucked up the courage to come out side by side.

Yes, after throwing out the damn shoes that looked like Converse, they put on their backpacks, mustered up the courage, and pushed open the door to the student union office. However, the corridor in front of them was not the one they should be standing on. Because the corridor outside the student union office has a room on only one side, and a row of transparent glass windows open on the other side, the sunlight shines in during the day, and the whole corridor is bright. And now, Ling Zihan looked around and realized that he and Wang Ye were standing in a completely different corridor, with decorative paintings hanging on the walls, and on both sides of the corridor were pitch-black classrooms, where nothing could be seen clearly, only the energy-saving lamps above their heads flashed pitifully.

“…… This is the third school building. In the end, Ling Zihan recognized it first and said in a low voice. In front of him, between the two classroom doors, there is a huge and very familiar oil painting - "Girl with a Pearl Earring". Every time he passes by here many times because of the course, he will not admit that he is wrong.

"If I'm not mistaken." Wang Ye on the side looked dazed, "We just came out of the room in the teacher's building, right?" ”

This question makes the atmosphere weird, if being involved in a supernatural event has challenged the three views of the two, then encountering the current spatial chaos directly subverts the three views of the two. However, whether the two of them accept it or not, that's how it happened. They stood in the long hallway, with nothing around them, and there were no twisted and terrible ghosts standing in the darkness at the end of the hallway, just drowsy darkness and silence. Is the space really out of order? The answer to the question may only be revealed after practice. Wang Ye is a person who is willing to practice, he didn't say any nonsense, he just picked a random door at hand, pulled Ling Zihan and walked in together.

There is no doubt that this adventure validated the conjectures of the two. They stepped into the familiar door, they should have entered an empty classroom, however, when the body completely left the door frame, Ling Zihan's eyes flickered, the chaotic concept of time and space distorted the human figure, and in just a few seconds, it seemed to be stretched to eternity, and finally came back to their senses, realizing that they had distorted the space again and came to a strange dark office.

No, maybe it's not so strange.

Wang Ye frowned and fumbled by the door to turn on the switch of the incandescent light. He wasn't sure if it would lead to anything strange, but darkness was a drain on will and guts. The light dispelled the terror, Ling Zihan breathed a sigh of relief, squinted his eyes and adapted for two or three seconds, and quickly recognized what this place was from the surrounding furnishings.

“…… This is the principal's office. ”

"How do you know?" Wang Ye knew that this question was stupid, but he still chose to ask, "Have you been here?" ”

"I've been here." Ling Zihan nodded, "As the president of the student union, in order to better serve my classmates, I spent a week memorizing the campus structure, and asked Ye Yao to help me review it every once in a while. ”

"Interesting." Wang Ye picked the corners of his mouth, he was terrified at the moment, but he could still force himself to calm down and analyze, "We came out of the student union office of the teacher's building, passed through the corridor of the third teaching building, and finally walked through the classroom door into the principal's office 108,000 miles away?" ”

Ling Zihan didn't speak, put away his smile, pursed his lips, and his expression returned to seriousness. What they had experienced so far was too absurd, and the shock and fear in his heart was no less than that of Wang Ye, and at this moment, it was purely because he didn't want to show weakness in front of Wang Ye that he was able to hold on. No matter how capable and reliable they usually are, after all, they are only young people in their 20s, and in the face of unknown mysterious forces, the most they can do is maintain their sanity and not go crazy.

Ling Zihan froze down, told himself not to be cranky and scared himself, and continued to observe the principal's office with his eyes wide open. There is nothing to say about the decoration of the office as a whole, simple European style, Chinese mahogany furniture, is the favorite match of middle-aged and elderly leaders in China. A large desk faced the door, and the table was clean and tidy, with nothing but a few pens; To the left of the desk is a wall of bookcases filled with books, and the sliding doors above are glass.

But on the right side of the desk, it doesn't look so normal.

The two of them cautiously walked to the right, in fact, after entering the room, as soon as the fight began, the things over there attracted their full attention.

It was a shrine.

The two of them looked at each other, since entering this strange space, they didn't know how many times they had looked at each other, and the moment of eye contact at this moment was really funny and scared, helpless and nervous.

Let's get back to the shrine in front of you. In fact, many people are familiar with this thing. There may be a little less in the north, and more in the south. It is commonly found in temples or ancestral halls, with incense candles and fruits placed on the countertop, and is used to worship ancestors and gods and Buddhas. The room in the principal's office is no exception, surrounded by electronic candles, there is an ebony carved statue of Guanyin, with squinted eyes, a calm smile, and a solemn finger with flowers.

"The principal believes in Buddhism?" Wang Ye touched his chin and asked Ling Zihan next to him.

“…… Like, right? Ling Zihan wasn't sure, "I saw this when I came here, but it seems to be the same as it is now...... Not quite the same? ”

Not quite the same? Then it's worth researching, maybe one thing is the key to getting out of this space.

After reaching a consensus, the two carefully confirmed that they came up, and carefully observed the statue of Guanyin, one left and one right. Theoretically, seeing such a statue of Guanyin in a haunted place should make people's hearts reassured. However, the closer Ling Zihan looked, looking at the smiling face carved from ebony wood with the corners of his mouth crooked, the more he felt that his heart was beating hard, sweat flowed down unconsciously, and his temples began to swell.

Wang Ye turned his head and shivered blankly.

"Ling Zihan, the statue seems to have opened its eyes."

Student dormitories.

"I texted my cousin to ask for leave, and he hasn't replied to me, as if she's been busy for the past two days." Sun Han stuffed his phone into his pocket, "Anyway, I'm not going to play football today, Cai Zhekai, don't go to the library!" ”

Cai Zhekai, who was determined to take the postgraduate entrance examination, wrinkled his face and struggled for a while, and finally nodded for the first time.

It's 2 p.m., and it's the sun's hottest. The temperature in September is not much cooler than that of the summer vacation, and the dormitory is not empty, only a dilapidated electric fan hangs on the roof in the middle, and the pitiful wind blowing out can only be said to be better than nothing. However, the young and vigorous boys huddled in front of the computer and looked at the weird post, although the top of their heads and backs were already hot and sweaty, but somehow they only felt chills all over their bodies.

"That's the general way things are, you've seen the content of the post, at least as of the first half of the trapped I can guarantee that it's true, and the things that are too ridiculous in the back can be considered fictional, but in my opinion, it's still true." Wang Han kept his face calm, wiped the sweat that slipped on his chin, and the hand holding the mouse left a slippery palm print.

Cai Zhekai and Sun Han had never seen him look so flustered, after all, the severity of the matter greatly exceeded their expectations. At first, they just thought they were reading boring paranormal posts, and the story was a bit poorly written. But then they were told that the post was from someone they knew, and that there was a good chance that it wasn't pure fiction. In other words, all these inexplicable and strange events are really threatening the lives of at least two people - Ling Zihan and Wang Ye, who is extremely wrong with him.

However, in addition to that, after flipping through it again, they noticed a detail that they hadn't noticed before. Sun Han hurriedly took the mouse and turned back from the last page of the post to the first page, confirming Cai Zhekai's suspicion just now.

Yes, Senior Ling Zihan's last reply was sent today, however, the date of his post, including the date of the reply to claim that he and his friend were trapped, was exactly seven days ago.

What does this mean? At this time, even Sun Han, who was relatively sluggish, raised his head in confusion and realized that the situation was not good.

"That's right." Wang Han frowned, his voice almost trembling, "My eldest brother and Ling Zihan have been missing for a week. ”