Fortunately, in the end, Shi Yuan and the others escaped without danger.

The roar slowly subsided after a few minutes, and Shi Yuan and the others all felt extremely tired and soaked in cold sweat.

That kind of exhaustion comes more from mental pressure.

Shi Yuan sighed, slowly lowered his arm, and left the teaching building.

"Sure enough, it's still a bit reckless."

Shi Yuan said.

However, he did not regret it.

It is definitely not a coincidence to meet Yang Xiuning's ghost. Since it appeared in Jiang Hongting's memory, it must be related to the next task.

As for Jiang Hongting himself, Shi Yuan had already guessed from the moment he heard his shout that he would be a participant in the next "game".

There were no stars in the dark night, only the faint light of mobile phones and flashlights. Compared to the endless darkness between heaven and earth, the light seemed to be swallowed up by darkness at any moment.

"Is this Haiyuan University of Technology or Haiyuan No. 3 Middle School?"

Yuki Takegami couldn't help but ask.

"I can't answer this question," Shi Yuan said, "If this is Haiyuan University of Technology, then where are the students here?" I could feel that there was no one on the whole campus. ”

At this point, they had already exited the gate. Yang Xiuning's voice and figure had completely disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

"We're still ...... Get out of here quickly," Jiang Hongting said uneasily again, "I'm really afraid that something strange will happen again." ”

The ghost makeup on his face is still there, although it has been spent because of sweat, but in this way, it looks even more hideous.

Shi Yuan looked at him, and through the fake face, he could see that Jiang Hongting was so frightened that he couldn't possess his body. What he had just said was said with fear.

"Where are you going to get out of here?"

Shi Yuan asked.

"You can go anywhere! In a word...... Anyway, get out of this school! ”

Jiang Hongting subconsciously raised his voice, and his voice became sharper.

He didn't even realize that he had become dependent on these strangers.

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Wu Yan walked out of the house and kicked the door hard, causing it to close. Behind the heavy security door was his wife's still cold body. His hand holding the brick tightened again, his face became more and more ruthless, and his eyes flashed with crazy killing intent.

Next door is Xiao Zhao's home. Wu Yan didn't know how many times he had heard his wife praise him. His wife often uses Xiao Zhao as a reference and says that she is worthless. He felt that he was living without dignity.

Kill him!

Wu Yan took a step forward and came to the door of Xiao Zhao's house.

He clenched his left hand into a fist and slammed it into the security door.

However, his movements suddenly stopped.

Instead of killing him, it is better to ......

He turned his head slowly and looked at the small window in the stairwell.

It was an old building in disrepair, with very rudimentary windows and no glass, only a few iron fences, covered with dust and cobwebs.

Looking at those iron rods, Wu Yan suddenly had an illusion.

He felt like he was in jail.

"Haha...... Hahahaha! ”

A burst of wild laughter exploded in the stairwell without warning, and Wu Yan even frightened himself.

He hurried downstairs and rushed out of his neighborhood.

As he ran, he was thinking about something.

Get out of the gate of the community, turn right, and there is an intersection not far away. Turn right again, then go straight and after about 500 meters you will see a bus stop with a night line. Take three stops, go to Fulin Community, and then, find the left door of the fifth floor of Building C of Building 14, Unit 3, and find a way to get in. Then, kill that bastard.

His gaze flickered. The whole world is shaking.

He carried a bloody brick and followed the planned route.

He felt the call of death. He knew that he was approaching the end of his life step by step.

In the shaking vision, Wu Yan could only see the boundless darkness and a little gray light in the very small area under his feet. In the gray light, were his two feet. One moment this one is in front, and another one is in front.

Occasionally, he could see the bloody bricks in his hands. It was her wife's blood, smashed out of her head.

The left door on the fifth floor is getting closer and closer.

The world is shaking more and more.

Very good!

He shouted inwardly.

Finally, the destination has arrived. Here, it's the end of life. Of course, it was the boss's life that ended, not his Wu Yan's.

His own end stop, a few days later.

Maybe it was luck, Wu Yan had just come to the door of the boss's house, and the security door was opened.

The boss walked out of the door in a suit and made a phone call with a smile on his face.

Wu Yan didn't want to think about why he was wearing formal clothes to go out at this time, so he rushed up with an arrow and kicked him hard, kicking him back home.

Wu Yan didn't want to miss the opportunity, so he rushed in quickly, and the brick in his hand slammed into the boss's head.

The blood on the bricks is getting thicker and thicker, and it is getting more and more fishy. That bloody qi stimulated Wu Yan's nerves and made him more and more crazy.

He didn't notice that the phone had not been hung up.

Seventeen minutes. After only seventeen minutes, Wu Yan was caught.

At the moment when he was pressed to the ground, Wu Yan saw a door.

A door to his own end-of-life station.

Sitting in a stupefied prison, he stared at the iron bars of the window.

Tomorrow will be the day of the execution.

Wu Yan sighed, feeling a little worthless for the first time.

After tomorrow, Wu Yan will no longer exist in the world. What is left for relatives, fellow villagers, and people who don't know each other is the memory of "the murderer Wu Yan was executed to death".

He suddenly felt fear.

Not because he was going to die, but because he would never be able to live the life he wanted.

He doesn't even have the right to grow old.

Footsteps came from outside the cell, neatly arranged.

"Wu Yan, do you have anything you want to eat?"

"Nope."

After a while, he replied.

"Is there anything you'd like to say?"

He was silent, bowed his head, and seemed to be thinking.

After a minute, he looked up and said, "I want to go to the bathroom." ”

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Shen Ethereal sat in his room, surrounded by ten female bodyguards.

But, even so, she didn't have the slightest sense of security.

Her gaze slowly fell on the screen on the desk in front of her, which was showing the information she had just gathered.

In the last twenty years, there have been paranormal events around the world.

Any unsolved disappearances, mysterious deaths, are all included. There were even some rumors that only appeared briefly on the Internet, but all of them were found under Shen Ethereal's powerful search network.

The most important thing is some strange events within the plutocratic circle. Those incidents were all suppressed, and ordinary people had no way of knowing about them, and there was not a word on the Internet. Even if a computer expert like Luo Yasen searched, he couldn't find it at all.