I'm sure I heard it right, and the chaotic footsteps were obviously not from a person. But if there is no one in the classroom, where does the footsteps come from?

At that moment, the cold sweat like a bean ran down his forehead drop by drop. Deep down, I felt a chill in my heart.

However, at this time, in another classroom a few steps away from here, there was a more chaotic sound of footsteps than before. I jerked my head back, and sure enough, the lights in the classroom were turned on.

I swallowed hard, trembled, and ran quickly. But I didn't dare open the door, for fear of seeing something terrible.

"Let's go, this school is too evil, if you don't leave, it's too late!" Jin Zhong tugged at my arm and said in a hurried tone.

I shook his hand away, gritted my teeth, and pushed the door of the classroom open. In that moment, I was completely devastated. Bright lights illuminate every corner of the classroom. But I couldn't see a single figure.

Before I could recover from the shock, the lights in all the classrooms on the third floor turned on on their own. And, in every classroom, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps.

The floor was already empty, and as soon as these voices came out, it seemed as if they all merged together. It sounds like a lot of people are running.

Lu Tian trembled, only feeling a heat in his lower body, and suddenly a warm stream came out, and he was so frightened that he peed his pants on the spot!

Normally, if this kind of thing happened, we would definitely laugh at him, but now, none of us can laugh.

Zhang Jialong's face turned hideous, holding a stick in his hand, constantly waving in the air, and swearing from time to time.

A few of us supported each other and finally reached the top of the stairs. As I went down the stairs, I fell several times. Although the fall hurts, at least it keeps me awake.

But something that almost suffocated me happened, no matter how many times we walked, it was on the third floor. Sometimes, I have already walked to the second floor, but when I look up, I am still deep in the third floor!

Later, with every step I took, I felt like my thighs were filled with lead, and they were extremely heavy.

"Woo, I don't want to die, I haven't lived enough! Please let me go, I'll burn you more paper money!" Lu Tian was the first to collapse, he knelt on the stairs like this, constantly kowtowing, and in just a few clicks, his forehead was broken.

Zhao Yu and Jin Zhong grabbed one of his arms and wanted him to pull him up. But Lu Tian seemed to be enchanted, and his strength suddenly became terrible. The bodies of the two of them were shaken off by Lu Tianyi, and they immediately rolled down the stairs.

"You're crazy!" My eyes were red, and an inexplicable anger instantly filled my heart. I grabbed Lu Tian's hair and shouted angrily.

A scene that made my eyes widen happened, although Lu Tian was grabbed by my hair, he didn't look back at me. He still knelt there and kowtowed, and the force almost knocked my body down.

I was shocked to let go of Lu Tian's hair, and through the constantly flickering light, I could clearly see that the stairs were already full of blood before I knew it.

At this time, Lu Tian's head was raised, and the blood on the stairs poured out like a column of water along his forehead. Moreover, the skull on his forehead had been deeply sunken.

The blood that flowed out not only filled the stairs, but also defeted his whole body.

Jin Zhong and Zhao Yu, who were originally pushed downstairs, walked up with an angry face, and were about to question Lu Tian, but when they saw this scene, they were speechless in shock.

"In this way, we have met a ghost hitting the wall. Instead of sitting and waiting, you might as well head upstairs and try it. Left and right is a death, it's better to fight to the death! I looked up at the stairs leading to the fourth floor and gritted my teeth.

At this time, Lu Tian's movements stopped. His head was stuck to the stairs, motionless.

I sighed, clenched my fists, and slowly walked towards the fourth floor.

It was still the constant light, and a few of us slowly suppressed the fear in our hearts, gritted our teeth, and walked up to the fourth floor step by step.

This time, instead of being trapped on the third floor, what appeared in front of us was the pitch-black fourth floor.

"Whew, it looks like the fourth floor is quite normal!" Zhao Yu exhaled a long breath and looked at the dark fourth floor, without a trace of fear. Sometimes darkness is more soothing than light.

"Don't be too happy, we're on the fourth floor, it's a problem to get out, do you have to wait here all night?" Zhang Jialong glanced around and said with some concern.

"By the way, which of you has a phone?" Something suddenly occurred to me and I asked.

"If you don't say it, I almost forgot!" Zhao Yu patted his head, unzipped his trouser pocket, and took out an old-fashioned Nokia.

Don't look at it, it's not good, but for us, it's a treasure.

"Haha, the signal is full!" Zhao Yu looked at his mobile phone and immediately smiled.

"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and call home!" My eyes lit up, and a strong desire to survive suddenly filled my heart.

Zhao Yu nodded, flipped through the phone book, and called his father.

A short time later, the phone was dialed, and a man's voice came from the other side of the phone. "Hey, son, what's wrong?"

Zhao Yu saw that he was dialed, and almost said with a crying voice: "Dad, you quickly bring someone to the school to save me, this school is haunted"

"At school? What are you kidding, you're sitting in your room, and you don't know how to make up a good reason to lie. The phone bill is so expensive and so wasteful, what a loser! When Zhao Yu's father heard this, his tone suddenly became a little unkind.

A few of us, all stunned. He said that Zhao Yu was sitting at home, which was impossible!

"You kid, you're really bad, you're in the house, but you have to call me to play. Is it easy for dad to make money in a day, okay, hang up! After Zhao Yu's father said this, he hung up the phone.

"Wait, I'm not home!" Zhao Yu obviously just came back to his senses and said anxiously into the phone.

Seeing that the phone was hung up, Zhao Yu called back again, but this time, he couldn't get through. Glancing at the signal, it was obviously full.

"I'm not dreaming, am I?" Zhao Yu slapped himself fiercely, looking confused.

To be honest, I was confused. Thinking back to the previous incident, I couldn't help but gasp. Looking at Zhao Yu's gaze, it changed instantly. "Could it be that a ghost has become like you and gone to your house!"

Zhao Yu's face suddenly turned extremely pale. Tremblingly, he pressed the phone screen and dialed the number again. "No, it's not true, it's not true!"

However, all in vain, the call still did not go through. In this pitch-black fourth floor, the hearts of several of us were suddenly shrouded in a layer of haze.