There were no lights on in the classroom, and the paper figure's shriveled body was a little blurred in the dim light.

I stood in the doorway and looked at the room full of paper figures, and I got goosebumps all over my body.

The appearance of the paper figures is very ugly, their faces are as pure white as the surrounding walls, and the facial features depicted on their faces are very brightly colored.

The drawing is exaggerated to the point of horror, and their mouths are all smiling wide, and the corners of their mouths are almost under their eyelids. The eyes are painted like two willow leaves, but strangely enough, their eyes are pure black - only pupils, no fundus, and they look very terrible from a distance. The nose and ears are also drawn, the nose is two small black dots, and the ears are small and pointed.

In particular, the two heavy blushes on the cheeks make them look very weird.

There are men and women in this group of paper figures, but the female paper figures are based on the male paper figures, drawing an extra row of eyelashes on the eyelids and pasting a few black notes on the back of the head, presumably as a ponytail.

The moment I saw these paper figures, I immediately remembered that I had seen them as a child.

When my neighbor died, I used to go to see the excitement.

The offerings they placed in front of the graves of their loved ones were paper figurines, paper houses, paper appliances and the like.

Out of curiosity, I wanted to reach out and touch the paper maid, but the second uncle immediately reached out and pulled my hand back, telling me not to touch it. I asked why, and the second uncle said be careful that she came back to life and took you away!

Although I was still young at the time, I could already hear that my second uncle was scaring me, but no matter how I asked others, they wouldn't tell me. I was left with this mystery in my heart.

Later, when the family moved to a house, I found a feng shui master, and I asked him privately why he couldn't touch the paper figures, and his answer scared me out of a cold sweat at that time.

He said that paper figures can only be regarded as dead things, not living people, and they are made for the dead to be called as slaves in the underworld, so the resentment is very deep, once touched by a person with a weak heart, the soul of that person will be sucked out, and he will enter that body as a living person! And the soul that is sucked out can only be trapped in the paper figure, to be buried with the dead!

Thinking of the words of the feng shui master, I shuddered even more when I looked at the room full of paper figures, and even suspected that these paper figures contained the souls of each student!

The female teacher pulled me to the podium table and looked at the room full of paper figures with a smile, "Students, has the teacher studied hard during this time?"

When the words landed, there was a dead silence in the room, and the paper people all looked at the podium with wooden faces, of course, there was no response.

I stood on the podium, and the eerie atmosphere here made my scalp tingle, and I was ready to rush out of the house and run away at any moment.

The female teacher paused, as if waiting for the students' answers, but of course no one could speak under the podium.

"Oh, have you studied hard?" She said to herself, "That's good, you know that teachers don't like lying students the most." ”

Hearing this, a cold sweat broke out on my back. There was no one to answer her just now, so why did she say that she heard the paper man reply?

I secretly comforted myself: this woman is a madman, don't think about strange things.

The female teacher was still looking at the paper figures in the classroom and talking.

I looked at them carefully, and suddenly I noticed a phenomenon.

Some of the paper figures are glamorous, with red flowers on their chests, but some of them are scarred, with tears on their faces, and even their fingers are broken. What's going on?

To say that the production is flawed, obviously doesn't make sense, those neat wounds are more like... Human-caused?

"Don't disobey me!" Her tone instantly became stern, "You know what kind of punishment there will be!"

The cold light flashed in front of my eyes, and I immediately became alert, and when I looked sideways, I suddenly found that she didn't know when there was a long pair of scissors in her hand!

Did she keep the scissors hidden on her body?

So... The scars on the paper man are her punishment for her students, but it's too cruel to cut off her fingers...

Now things are a bit tricky, if I run out, maybe I'll be stabbed by this crazy woman, and if I fight with her, I'll attract security guards...

Now I had to stand still, and I glanced down at my watch—four o'clock in the afternoon. There should be plenty of time to see if we can find a chance to sneak out.

"Now please introduce yourself!" The female teacher looked at me with a smile and a kind and friendly face, but her right hand was tightly gripping the sharp scissors.

The tip of the scissors was only an inch away from my left waist, and she could pierce my spleen with a slight lift of her hand.

"Okay." I can only follow her wishes for now, who knows what this madman will do, "My name is... Liu Bin. It's been a pleasure to meet you all..."

In this case, of course, I will not just say my real name, as long as I can fool the past.

"That's it?!" The female teacher looked at me with a frown, a hint of displeasure on her face. The scissors in my hand were a little closer to my spleen.

"I am from Yangcheng, and I hope to learn and grow together with you in the future."

I hurriedly added a few more words, and then bowed to the paper figure under the decent podium.

"Well, thank you for your remarks. There's a seat there, sit down. The female teacher pointed to the southeast corner of the classroom.

"Hmm." I walked over to the empty table.

I felt in my heart that I must be stupid, and I was played around by a madman. However, the reason why I didn't resist was not because I was afraid of the scissors in her hand, firstly, to avoid attracting security guards, and secondly, because I felt that the madwoman's matter was not simple, and it seemed that there was something else hidden, and I might be able to dig out the deeper conspiracy of the school if I hid it.

I came to the back of the classroom and sat down in a chair. There was a window on the left-hand side, and as soon as the time was pressing, I would sneak through the window to the principal's office on the second floor.

I was surrounded by paper figures in school uniforms, and their black eyes were looking at the teacher meticulously.

The female teacher stood on the podium and scanned the room with a smile, "Okay, everyone is here, now we turn to page 44 of the math textbook." ”

Hearing this, I looked around and noticed that there was a math book spread out on the desk in front of the paper face, and there was nothing on my desk.

In order to avoid attracting the "special attention" of the madman, I hurriedly reached into the drawer and tried to find the book to pretend to be.

But all I could find was a yellowed newspaper, which was crumpled up, and I spread it out on the table and pretended to be it.

The female teacher stood on the podium with the textbook and talked endlessly, her mouth opening and closing one by one.

If it weren't for the paper figures in the audience, she really looked like she was lecturing to the students, and if she hadn't gone crazy, maybe she would have been an excellent teacher...

I didn't listen to what she said, I just lowered my head and thought about how to escape quietly.

At this time, out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly caught a glimpse of the four words in bold with a black pen on the newspaper - "Class 7 of the third year of high school." ”

I was shocked that the name of the seventh class of the third year of high school actually appeared again! I've seen it on the school bulletin board before, but I didn't pay attention to it at the time. Now it's actually in the newspaper, what the hell is going on in this class?!

I stretched out my fingers and read the newspaper word for word.

The newspaper is the Hannam City News, dated March 10, 1998. On the first page, the most striking position at the top of the page are a few large red words - "The whole city is a sensation!" There was a major student casualty accident at Qianjin High School!"

I continued to look down, and the title of the article on the front page was in bold black pen: "The head teacher has been removed!" None of the students in the seventh class of the third year of high school survived!"

Originally... The whole class is dead...

Seeing this, I looked around at the paper figures around me and realized that my palms were extremely cold.

The female teacher is still talking about her class on the podium, which is diametrically opposed to the lifeless appearance when she first met her, as if she can only find the value of her existence here.

Suddenly, outside "Boom!" I quickly turned my head to look at the north window, and found that it was pouring rain outside, and the green camphor trees in the clearing were shaking violently in the rain, and the dark sky was thundering.

"Everyone's attentive!" The female teacher knocked on the table and continued.

I thought she was saying this to me, and I hurriedly turned my head, only to find that she was looking at the paper figure to my right.

This female teacher is also a poor person, I sighed lightly, all the students in her own class died tragically, how could she continue to be a teacher, maybe she was driven crazy by social opinion and school pressure at that time.

I lowered my head, ready to continue reading the useful information in the newspaper.

The blue and purple thunder flashed, and the classroom instantly brightened, and I suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong with the paper figure on the right...

I was startled and hurriedly turned my head away. After being reprimanded by the female teacher, this paper figure was grinning at me...

Its smile was so gloomy that it sent shivers down my sleeve.

Wrong! It was clearly looking at the podium just now? Why is your face facing me now?!

I thought I was wrong, and I focused and kept my eyes open. Its black eyes were staring at me, and it was... A few blinks!

This... How is this possible?!

My heart jerked to my throat and I rubbed my eyes desperately.

Everything in the house was dark again, and the sound of rain outside was "booming...".

The paper figure on the right didn't look at me, but kept smiling forward like the other paper figures.

Did I just look dazzled?

I breathed a sigh of relief and continued to read the content below the title.

"March 9th is a sad day for the people of Qianjin High School and even the city."

"Yesterday afternoon, there was a major student casualty accident in Qianjin High School, according to the relevant personnel in the school, all the students in the seventh class of the third year of high school had diarrhea, vomiting, headache and uncomfortable symptoms during the afternoon class, but the head teacher did not report it in time after finding out, thinking that the student was just a slight cold. And because of the student's preparation for the exam, he insisted on finishing the afternoon class, and finally missed the best time for medical treatment, resulting in the death of all students. ”

"After the doctor's examination, the accident was caused by germological food poisoning, and the head teacher involved has been dismissed and investigated, and the police have taken him away for investigation. More details of the incident are still under investigation, and this newspaper will continue to monitor further developments. ”