I had the courage to walk to the door of the classroom and listened with my ears sideways, and sure enough, there was movement inside.

Slowly push open the door, and thankfully, it's the vines and the army. I breathed a sigh of relief.

I was just about to speak, when I suddenly realized that something was wrong.

For by the light of the moon I saw that the faces of the army had been distorted by fear. And the vine standing behind him rolled his eyes up at this moment, and the whites of his eyes were all whites.

She pinched the neck of the army with one hand, and she didn't know how much force she used, her fingernails were sunk into the flesh, and the army couldn't move at all. And she was holding an object in her other hand—

It's the black horn comb that Dongzi picked up just now!

"Tie your braids...... Put on the skirt ......" the voice of the vine without the slightest emotion made my scalp tingle.

She brushed the army's hair one by one, and the latter grinned in pain. Blood was already running down his ears and necks.

Oh no, this must be possessed by an evil spirit!

"Vine ......," I shouted.

The vine turned his head slowly, his white eyes staring at me. In the next second, the classroom door in front of me slammed and slammed shut.

By the time I tried my best to knock the door open, there was no one in the room.

Damn, this ghost cub is really fierce, what the hell does she want to do?

I turned around on the third floor, and I was almost at the end, but I still didn't find a few of them.

The moonlight shone in, and the hallway lit up.

On the wall on one side of the hallway hung portraits of celebrities, nothing during the day, but now it looked eerie.

Do you need to be so lifelike? Under the moonlight, these old men and old ladies from all over the world seemed to be staring at me.

Wait, no, what's going on with Beethoven diagonally ahead?

It's a groove, and it's a face again! My cold sweat suddenly flowed.

At this moment, under Beethoven's gray-white wavy curls, there is a bloody fresh human face!

I recognized this face because he had a cyan mole on the corner of his mouth - it was the army!

The army is also dead!

Seeing these children die tragically in front of my eyes one by one, my mental defense is about to collapse.

There was a strong wind blowing outside the window, and there seemed to be muffled thunder rolling in the distance.

At this time, a hollow and shrill voice came from the air: "Let's ...... Let's play a game......"

"Fuck you dead bitch! What the hell do you want to do? There's a kind of you who are going to get out of here! "It really mad me, and people's fear can turn into anger in an instant.

I tightened my grip on the little silver knife.

However, the female ghost did not appear, but smiled coldly, and spoke again in a gloomy manner.

"It's on this level...... In a classroom...... There's something hidden...... You find out...... I just put the remaining two ......."

"What...... "What ...... "I had to compromise now.

The voice paused, and said resentfully, "What belongs to me......"

The female ghost's voice disappeared.

A blinding flash of lightning streaked across the sky, followed by a "click" of thunder.

My mind was a mess. Leaning against the wall, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it, took two sharp puffs, and forced himself to calm down.

Although I can't be sure if the vine and the fat man are still alive, and I don't know if I can believe that nonsense, since she said that she wants to play a game with me, she must have her intentions.

Now the only thing she has to do is find that thing, as she said. After all, there are still two lives, so I can only gamble.

But what exactly is "hers"?

She said that it was in the classroom on this floor, so let's look for it quickly.

At this time, thunder and lightning continued outside the window, and heavy rain was coming.

I searched for computer cabinets, desks, bookcases, and lockers in one classroom after another, but I didn't find any bird feathers.

The air pressure was so low that it was as if a big stone had been pressed against my chest, and I was out of breath and restless.

What the hell is it, and where is it? What a feeling of being toyed with by a ghost! With a fire above my head, I picked up a pot full of dirt on the table and smashed it against the wall.

The mud splattered high up on the wall. Wait, no, it's not a mud idea, it's a centipede. It was about two inches long, and it was climbing down the edge of the roof wall.

It may be because of several thunderstorms in succession, and many happy centipedes crawled out one after another. Each one is huge, black and red.

It seems that the insects in the south are much tougher than those in the north.

The next second, I suddenly thought of a question-

With so many centipedes coming out en masse, it seems that there is a centipede nest in this wall. But this kind of thing likes to stay in a dark, damp place, and feed on carrion. This is the top floor, and it's unlikely that they'll be nesting on a smooth roof with no shelter and no grass!

There was an instant flash of lightning in my head. I moved a chair, stood up, and pounded my fist against the wall near the roof. Sure enough, there was a muffled sound of urns.

This wall is hollow!

I looked closely out the window, and this position was the decorative bucket arch of the exterior wall. To say that it is hollow, it is normal.

But what if there's something hidden in that hollow? Although it is uncertain, the possibility cannot be ruled out. At least give it a try.

Coming down from the heights, I walked around the classroom to touch the belongings I had in hand. Finally, his eyes were fixed on a folding chair placed next to the podium.

I climbed up the stool with my folding chair in my hand.

I can't care about it so much, it's important to save my life, and I can only violently break it down now. In this case, the consequences of destroying the school building, the liability for compensation, etc., are no longer on my radar.

I grabbed the iron chair and slammed it against the wall.

With three clicks and two clicks, the chair was deformed, and a hole was opened in the wall.

I couldn't wait to take a closer look, but it was too dark inside, and the hole was too small, so I could only see a small square space in front of me, which was the bucket arch decorative wall outside.

Strangely, there was a narrow iron ladder on that wall.

This confirms my suspicion - this place is absolutely strange! Is it hairy to reserve a ladder in a closed wall?

I slammed the chair against the wall again, and bricks kept falling. Look at the size, the hole in the wall is already big enough for my body to get in and out.

Taking a deep breath, I grabbed the small silver knife, held my arm hard, and my body hung in the air, and I got into the hole as soon as I struggled.

This is also the place where one person can come wide. Standing at the bottom of the hanging ladder, I looked up and thought to myself what the end of the ladder would be.

If you climb up from the hollow of the bucket arch, you will reach the outside of the roof of the entire building.

But it was pitch black overhead, and no lightning could be seen, and no rain was falling. This means that the ladder should not go straight to the roof, and there should be a mezzanine under the roof.

I stepped onto the ladder and carefully climbed up one step at a time. The further you go, the darker it gets, and the light that comes through the holes in the wall slowly disappears completely.