"Zhang Yun?"

She finally heard Bai Yanliang's voice.

I finally know where I am now.

It's a classroom, an art classroom.

As Zhang Yun raised his head, Bai Yanliang also saw the surrounding environment clearly.

Drawing boards, paints, sketch figures, plaster figures...... Obviously this is an art classroom.

Although for the time being, it seems to be safe.

But Bai Yanliang knew very well that the faint coldness in this classroom would definitely not be caused by the weather or air conditioning.

There are ghosts here.

If Zhang Yun can still keep calm, telling her that there are ghosts here, leaving this classroom quickly is undoubtedly the best choice.

But the fright she was was obviously a little excessive, not only was she in a trance, she couldn't hear Bai Yanliang's call, and even the most basic reaction was much slower.

Now tell her that there are ghosts here, just afraid that she will collapse on the spot in fright.

"Zhang Yun, you have to find a chance to leave the school, the ghost in the corridor upstairs may chase down, it is not safe to hide here."

Bai Yanliang considered the words, and his guess was indeed very probable.

But he wasn't just here to save her.

Get her out of school...... More for himself.

Bai Yanliang wanted to know, what was the source of the large-scale supernatural event that happened in this middle school?

To do this, he needs Zhang Yun to follow his instructions and go to almost every corner of this school.

Maybe this is very unfair to Zhang Yun.

But there is one thing, Bai Yanliang was clear from the beginning.

That's ...... Zhang Yun is dead.

Although "she" is still alive at this moment, in the real world, she is definitely dead after experiencing eighteen supernatural events.

Zhang Yun, who was hiding in the toilet back then, did not have a "guardian spirit" possessed.

Therefore, Bai Yanliang did not guide her with the mentality of a rescuer from the beginning, even with his help, Zhang Yun really succeeded in leaving the school, but he could not change her fate that had already died.

This world, most likely, is just a fragment of the past time, a projection, just like the fog world. It is even possible that this time it was just an illusion of Bai Yanliang's own?

Maybe in the real world, he's already asleep at the moment.

Bai Yanliang knew very well that nothing he did at this moment could affect the result of changing reality.

The feeling is wonderful and weird.

The other party is obviously alive in front of you, but you know that she is a "dead person".

Fortunately, Bai Yanliang has never been a sentimental person.

He just wanted to use the time when Zhang Yun was still "alive" at the moment to explore everything that happened in the eighteenth middle school of that year.

Eighteen Middle School can be ranked with Guishou Mountain and Xiaqiao Street as one of the forbidden places in the city, and it must have its uniqueness.

Perhaps, you can guess some information about Guishou Mountain through it.

At this time, Zhang Yun was still stunned, and she didn't know if she heard Qing Yanliang's words, since she entered this art classroom, she has been standing in place and has not moved.

At first, she was still in fear of the baby she had just seen.

But as time went by, Zhang Yun gradually felt that the classroom that she had crashed into like a headless fly seemed to be terrifying......

Zhang Yun pressed her heart and pressed against the classroom door, trembling all over.

It was still raining outside the window, the sky was dark and gloomy, and the entire school building was without power.

The wind and rain were howling like ghosts crying, and she always felt that there were several pairs of eyes staring at her by the window.

This feeling made Zhang Yun stiff and very uncomfortable.

She heard Bai Yanliang's voice, but she didn't dare to step out of this classroom for the time being.

God knows if the "Uncle Huang" in the aisle just now followed?

But staying in this classroom and bearing that gaze-like gaze was also unbearable for Zhang Yun.

She took several deep breaths before deciding to step forward a little bit to see what those strange sights were......

That's when ......

"Click—"

A bolt of lightning tore through the sky, instantly illuminating the entire dimly lit art room.

What Zhang Yun saw was the same as what Bai Yanliang saw.

Drawing boards, paints, sketch figures, plaster figures......

She was so frightened that she almost screamed.

But after seeing those plaster statues clearly, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The gaze I felt turned out to be a plaster cast......

It was normal to have some plaster casts in the art classroom, and those faces she was familiar with: David, Apollo, Xiaowei, Gorky, Akleper......

After glancing at it, Zhang Yun suddenly trembled!

She turned her head sharply again and looked at the plaster cast in the far corner, which was ...... Who?

A strange man's face was quietly facing her.

I don't know why, the more Zhang Yun looked, the more he felt that the plaster statue was vivid.

It's ...... It's like a living person......

She trembled at the thought of herself, and quickly turned her head away from him.

"If you don't leave, you'll never be able to leave."

"Ten."

"Nine."

"Eight."

Bai Yanliang inexplicably began to count down.

Zhang Yun didn't understand what he meant at first, but after turning his head, he suddenly realized that every time Bai Yanliang counted down, the strange strange man's plaster statue was closer to her!

She didn't blink a button, but she still couldn't see how the plaster seemed to move.

If it goes on like this, when Bai Yanliang counts down to one, it will be when the plaster statue moves in front of her!

At this moment, the fear finally overcame the fear of whether "Uncle Huang" upstairs would come down to chase her, Zhang Yun opened the classroom door and fled from the art classroom in fright.

"Where do I go......"

Zhang Yun's voice was full of crying, eagerness and fear had made her almost lose all her ability to think.

Even more frightening was the sudden sound from upstairs...... An unfamiliar footstep.

Here it comes.

It's down!

When Zhang Yun thought like this in his heart, his body suddenly stumbled!

At the top of the stairs, she tripped over something and fell straight down!

"Bang bang bang-"

Before Bai Yanliang could answer her question, his perspective swirled.

He knew that this chapter rhyme was too flustered, and he actually rolled down the stairs......

Wish...... It's better that she doesn't get hurt, or it's really over.

Murphy's Law of Fear of What Comes Comes Again......

Zhang Yun, who fell from the previous layer to the next layer, felt like his whole body was falling apart, and his eyes were already full of tears.

"I can't stand up......"

Zhang Yun said desperately.

She didn't want to panic, she didn't want to die, but she was just an ordinary person, an underage student who hadn't experienced any training and attempts.

She couldn't control her fears, and as a result, she sprained her foot.

If it was in daily life, she fell down the stairs and rolled down the stairs and only sprained her foot, then she was lucky.

But at this moment...... Zhang Yun not only heard the terrifying footsteps, but also the ...... of the art classroom The sound of the door opening.

They're all coming for her......

Zhang Yun desperately massaged his ankles with his hands, but no matter how he rubbed them, his feet hurt for a while, and he couldn't use his strength at all.

In this way, let alone running away, even if you walk, the speed will be ridiculously slow.

True desperation, gradually engulfing the girl.

Bai Yanliang was silent, he was thinking about something.

If she died, what would be his state?