Long Mo looked up at the first grade written with red paint on the lintel, the paint on it had fallen off a lot, piece by piece, and the door frame of the classroom was also corroded by water, and when he walked into the classroom, he felt that the yin qi was pressing, and he fought a cold war unnaturally.

Seeing Long Mo walk into the classroom, several college students behind him also followed him one after another, the classroom was empty, only two or three rotten desks that could not be used, it was likely that they had been moved to their own homes by the villagers when they were just haunted before.

"Huh? How can there be a painting on the blackboard, why does the person on this painting miss you so much, Wu Na, hurry up, look, it's really you, who would know that you were going to come here, I drew you on the blackboard, it looks like I just drew it for a short time. ”

Everyone's eyes were attracted by this girl's words and looked at the blackboard, Long Mo's face suddenly turned pale when he saw this painting just now, he remembered what the landlord said, a person's painting appeared on the blackboard, then this person would die in the school.

Wu Na on the blackboard drew realistically, and even the smile was so beautiful, like a real person, "Really, who drew it?" Could it be that someone who has a crush on our sister Na secretly painted it? ”

"You'll have it, maybe the next classroom will draw you, let's go to the next classroom." As she spoke, Wu Na was about to pull her to the next classroom.

"How about it, like it, this is my surprise for you, Wu Na, I like you, be my girlfriend." Wu Na was moved by Zhao Zilin's words, no wonder Zhao Zilin kept saying that he wanted to come here, it turned out that he had been here a long time ago, and painted for himself, Zhao Zilin was in an art class, and the painting site was very deep.

"You guys leave, this is not a place to stay for a long time, especially you, Wu Na, leave now, or you will die soon, this painting is not painted by him at all, but by something else."

"Hey, you speak Mandarin? Still saying such a standard? Your Mandarin can pass Chinese Grade A. Wu Na's words didn't know whether to hit or praise Long Mo.

"You mean I didn't paint this painting, do you know what my major is? I'm a painter, and now I can say that I am a master, and you don't understand it when I talk to a hillbilly like you. ”

Long Mo took off his coat, wiped the painting on the blackboard clean, patted the chalk ash on it and said, "Come, you come and draw, draw it as it is, do you still know how to draw now?" ”

Zhao Zilin smiled, picked up the chalk on the ground, and painted according to the previous drawing, not to mention, Zhao Zilin's painting skills are still very profound, and he actually drew nine points of similarity, people who don't know how to paint still think that the paintings are the same, but who is Long Mo? He could tell the frescoes in the tomb, not to mention how the current paintings differed from the previous ones.

Just as they were praising Zhao Zilin's painting, Long Mo felt like something was looking out the window into the classroom, but that kind of look disappeared all of a sudden, and he didn't want these students to die here at all.

He was angry in his heart, and punched Zhao Zilin in the face, he couldn't wait, the first was to quickly find the things left by the second uncle, I don't know what would happen at night, he now fully believes that what the landlord said is true, not false, and the second is that if these students continue to be here, they are likely to go back to the people's household registration book tomorrow morning to the life and death book of Lord Yama.

"Oh, why are you beating people? Jealous? As he spoke, the other man grabbed Long Mo's collar as if he was going to fight Long Mo.

"Lao Tzu is jealous, you turtle sons, good intentions are not good retribution, you show Lao Tzu what he painted?" He pushed away the boy who was grabbing his collar, picked up the chalk head from the ground, and added a few strokes to the drawing, "See for yourselves, what the hell is drawn, this is a skeleton, not a person." ”

"Ah~" Everyone was shocked, the painting on the blackboard was not a beautiful girl at all now, it was a big skull, and the down jacket drawn in pink chalk looked like a pool of bright red blood.

"Admire, I didn't see that the hillbilly actually knows how to draw, just add a few strokes and it becomes like this, I can't do it, don't pay attention to him, we play with us ourselves, this person is simply a madman." Zhao Zilin spit out a mouthful of blood and walked out of the classroom, he was very depressed, what was originally a beautiful thing became like this.

But he was still very scared in his heart, who painted this painting? He got the tenth-level art certificate, and he couldn't draw it, so it can be seen that the painting skills of this person are much higher than him.

After they all walked out of the classroom, Long Mo looked at the window just now, and he saw a fat face sticking out, only half of it, there was no blood on the face, the two eyes were black, and the whites of the eyes could not be seen, and when he looked closely, the face disappeared.

Seeing that the sky was gradually darkening, Wu Na and they had no plans to leave, Long Mo was anxious, they went up to the second floor, lit a fire with the rotten desks in the classroom, spread out a blanket and sat here and began to eat.

Long Mo just sat on the side and watched, angry in his heart, what are these students in their heads, are they pooping? Why are you so disobedient?

"Hey, let's tell a ghost story."

"No, it's okay, the big night will be ghosted." Wu Na interrupted Zhao Zilin's words, it is not very good to tell ghost stories in this case, besides, the courage of girls is very small.

"I'll tell you." Long Mo stood up, walked to the window, looked at the mountain behind the school, and told them the strange things that the landlord had told him, especially when he heard the painting on the blackboard, Wu Na's face turned pale, and she looked at the blackboard unconsciously.

"Don't say it, it's so scary, I'm afraid." What Long Mo wants is this effect, I hope they are scared, and then leave here, as long as they leave, Long Mo will also leave here immediately, here at night, the yin qi becomes even thicker, although the fire rises in the classroom, he still feels the chill in his heart getting stronger and stronger, especially remembering the baby face he saw just now.

"He lied to you, how could this happen, boy, did you fall in love with that girl here and was reluctant to leave, just say if you do, don't get in the way here, good things have been made bad by you."

Long Mo really wanted to jump up and beat Zhao Zilin, this kid is like this every time, he doesn't leave, the others don't leave, he really can't think of any way to let them leave, but he already wants to leave, without the Dragon Seeking Ring, he is not sure if he can deal with the things here.

He had no choice but to sit back in his original position and look at Zhao Zilin angrily, "Boy, you really don't believe that there are ghosts in this world, so let me ask you, the painting on the blackboard behind you is also painted by you?" "Long Mo just wants to scare and scare them and let them know the horror.

But there was nothing on the blackboard, so naturally they couldn't be scared, "Oh, my stomach hurts, it seems that my aunt is here, Wu Na, you can go to the toilet with me." ”