Zhao Ke had a cold face, quickly clicked on the text message on his mobile phone, and looked down page by page.

I saw that there were already more than a dozen pieces of information inside.

Without exception, all of them were sent to him by Luo Qing.

"Second Senior Brother, you answer the phone!"

"Second senior brother, the old man has entered the intensive care unit, the doctor said that his current situation is very strange, you see the news, come to the Fourth People's Hospital on XXX Road immediately, and the senior brother is also here."

The following are urging text messages, and Zhao Ke, who read each text message, felt a chill in his heart.

After seeing the address, Zhao Ke quickly rushed to the side of the street and saw a taxi that was just pulling over.

I saw Zhao Ke rushing up with an arrow step.

"Alas...... The car I called, you ......"

The middle-aged man who was waving to hail a taxi began to be unhappy when he saw someone shooting a car.

It's just that before his hand touched Zhao Ke, he saw Zhao Ke turn his head violently, his indifferent eyes, and the cold that rejects him, which made the middle-aged chest breathe.

I only felt that the top of my head was numb for a while, and I didn't dare to say any more, so I could only watch Zhao Ke get into the taxi one by one.

"Phew, bastard."

Watching the car leave, the middle-aged man whispered a sentence in his mouth, and continued to wave his hand to continue to hitchhike with an angry face.

"Fourth People's Hospital, hurry up."

Zhao Ke sat in the back of the car and reported the address to the taxi driver.

At the same time, I was extremely anxious and deeply puzzled.

The old man's physical condition, when he left, he personally checked it.

Although there are already symptoms of aging, a strong body is not blown.

Coupled with his own ginseng essence, he added a lot of complexion to the old man, how could he suddenly faint?

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke picked up his mobile phone and called Luo Qing.

I want to ask about the old man's condition and ask what is going on.

"Drip ...... Drip ......"

Zhao Ke silently and anxiously counted the prompt tone of the phone, ding! That's when the call was answered.

Hearing the sound of the phone answering, Zhao Ke couldn't wait to ask, "Luo Qing, what's going on?" ”

However, Zhao Ke's phone rang like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no news.

"Hello?"

Zhao Ke tried to call Luo Qing, but there was no sound on the other end of the phone.

"Why don't you reply to me?"

Zhao Ke took down the phone and took a look, and saw a message suddenly popping up on the phone's display screen.

【Your courier has arrived!】 】

"Courier?"

Zhao Ke's heart jumped, he suddenly remembered something, and looked at the time on his phone, it was 12 o'clock at night.

"Oops!"

Caring is chaotic, Zhao Ke was worried about the old man's condition, and subconsciously ignored the time and the fact that he was about to enter the terrifying space.

【Your courier has arrived!】 】

【Your courier has arrived!】 】

【Your courier has arrived!】 】

At this time, the phone kept popping up text message prompts, and one by one the frantically began to swipe the screen, just like the mobile phone was poisoned and received a text message bombardment.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke simply turned off his mobile phone, took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down.

"I'll get out of the car and pull over."

The old man's affairs, no matter how urgent they are, but the horror space will not give itself a holiday because of this.

In addition, when I entered the horror space, when I came out again, it would only take a few minutes in reality, and I should be more focused on completing this horror space.

Only when you come back alive can you do the rest.

Otherwise everything is meaningless.

It's just that Zhao Ke's voice fell.

The taxi driver didn't mean to stop.

The body didn't move, but the head was like a puppet, turned his head, and stared at Zhao Ke with a pair of empty eyes: "Sir, your courier has arrived." ”

As the taxi driver's voice fell, one foot suddenly stepped on the accelerator to the end.

"Buzz!"

Just listen to the car's engine, which makes a piercing humming sound, and this time crashes headlong into the oil truck in front of it.

"Jump!"

Seeing the rapid acceleration of the car, Zhao Ke's pupils suddenly tightened, and almost instinctively kicked the car door and jumped out of the taxi.

"Boom!"

A roar sounded in his ears, and the scorching sea of fire burned in the air in an instant.

But at the moment when Zhao Ke's body jumped from the car.

Everything in front of him quickly fell silent, as if everything was far away from him, and the only thing Zhao Ke could see was a huge fire hand grabbing him in the sea of fire.

Zhao Ke wanted to dodge, but at this time he found that he couldn't move at all, his body stiffened there, and he could only watch the flames devour him.

The suffocating burn, along his mouth, was about to burn himself, and the smell of death made Zhao Ke scream in shock.

"Ahh

Accompanied by an exclamation.

Zhao Ke suddenly stood up from the chair, and after opening his eyes, the picture in front of him made Zhao Ke a little stunned.

"Lin Xiaodong, you're crazy, what are you yelling about?"

On the podium, a middle-aged woman who seemed to be about forty years old pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose.

stared at Zhao Ke with cold eyes.

Holding the head of chalk in one hand, it was almost piled on Zhao Ke's head.

Zhao Ke looked around with a stunned expression.

One teacher, the students in the class, all looked like middle school students.

Dressed in a neat school uniform.

At this time, the classmates in the class were all looking at themselves with strange eyes, but at the same time, there were a few schadenfreude in their eyes.

After Zhao Ke was stunned for a moment, his head quickly turned around.

"I'm sorry, I'm ...... I had nightmares. ”

While Zhao Ke lowered his head and apologized, he squinted his eyes at the bodies of the surrounding classmates and quickly swept over.

His behavior is unusual, and it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no other postmen in this classroom.

After looking around, he didn't find anything unusual, and Zhao Ke was somewhat relieved.

The way I entered this time seems to be very different from the past.

In the past, I received the urn first, which is the package.

After that, you will enter the horror space.

Such a suddenness as this time, Zhao Ke experienced it for the first time.

The most important thing is that the experience before entering this time is really too real, and Zhao Ke can still clearly recall the feeling of burning his internal organs when the flames burn his internal organs.

It was as if at that moment, one of the hands of the Grim Reaper had already grasped his wrist.

"Nightmares?? You think this is your home, take my class, and you still have nightmares? You wonder what you mean by that. ”

The teacher on the podium, hearing Zhao Ke's apology, instead of being relieved, slapped the table and asked sharply.

"Get out of here, don't go to my class in the future, get out!"

Seeing that Zhao Ke didn't speak, the woman directly opened the door and motioned for Zhao Ke to go out.

Zhao Ke rubbed his shoulders and stood up to walk out.

It's just that before he took two steps, one hand suddenly grabbed the corner of Zhao Ke's clothes.

Zhao Ke looked back and saw that it was a girl.

The girl's hand was hidden under the desk, and her fingers were tightly tugging at the corners of Zhao Ke's clothes, but her head was lowered.

Long black hair that covers his cheeks.

It's hard to see the real face.

However, the girl has a very special jasmine fragrance.

"I said, you stand there, are you going to let me personally invite you out?"

Seeing that Zhao Ke didn't move, the woman on the podium became even more impatient, and quickly stepped forward, wanting to pull Zhao Ke.

It's just that Zhao Ke dodged sideways, and then took a step, causing the woman to grab a moment and quickly walk out of the guest hall.

"Hey, you're still capable, don't take my classes in the future."

It seemed that Zhao Ke still dared to resist, and the woman said this and slammed the classroom door up.

Closing the door, Zhao Ke could still hear the scolding of women in the classroom.

It's nothing more than an auditor, don't learn from him or something nonsense.

Zhao Ke stood outside the door and shook his head.

When Zhao Ke was young, he never went to school.

I have always followed the old man, walking the world, and learning literacy knowledge and foreign languages of various countries with the old man.

Sometimes, the old man himself can't do it, so he holds the book and reads it with them.

Therefore, Zhao Ke does not agree with the education in the classroom behind him.

In fact, this kind of so-called transfer students and auditor students are often very discriminatory.

will be hung directly by the teacher on a child who is poor in learning.

For this discriminatory practice.

A lot of teachers justify it as stimulating them to study hard or something.

But it turns out that these are just self-excuses for these so-called teachers.

To put it mildly, it's just an emotional trash can, a benchmark for those good students to look at.

Become the target of bullying and isolation by those so-called good students.

Fortunately, this old-school education is a thing of the past.

Zhao Ke was not in the mood to correct this teacher's approach.

If you don't go to class, you won't go to class.

I always have to figure out what kind of background and mission this horror space is.

Thinking of it, Zhao Ke walked downstairs.

As you walk, fumble in your pockets to see what special things will be in your pockets.

At the same time, I didn't forget to look at the faint light and shadow on the classroom window to see my current appearance.

With a childish and green face, a layer of gray fluff at the corners of his mouth, and a standard small flat head, he looks like a middle school student.

Zhao Ke has nothing to be picky about his appearance.

It's just that after walking a few steps, Zhao Ke always felt that something was wrong.

Although the school is in class, there is not even a teacher in the corridor.

Zhao Ke didn't think much about it at first, after all, he didn't go to school himself.

It's all class time now, and it's not surprising that there are no teachers in the hallway.

It's just that when Zhao Ke walked from the third floor to the corner of the second floor, he inadvertently glanced at the window.

The appearance of a figure couldn't help but make Zhao Ke's steps paused in mid-air, and his pupils revealed a shocking light.

"Impossible?"

Zhao Ke rubbed his eyes, and even let go of his five senses, and walked to the window of this classroom to take a closer look.

In a familiar seat, a face identical to his own was sitting.

Zhao Ke looked at the podium again.

"Hiss~"

Suddenly, a creepy chill covered every strand of Zhao Ke's hair, and the teacher on the podium was the woman who had just kicked herself out of the classroom.