"! 11 o'clock! Yi Chen burst out with a mouthful of national quintessence.

Moon Scar felt the changes in the environment brought about by the moment of the dice points, adjusted the gauze covering his eyes, and stretched his body.

"It's finally a little stressful, that's how it's fun."

Just as the two of them took a step forward,

The postman in the top hat suddenly walked sideways across the fork in the road ahead, cane in hand, and looked sideways at the two men in the passage.

"Quite a difficult course, and I need to warn you that if you die here, your journey will end directly. And the side effects of death will be reflected in your original body, so try not to die. ”

After saying this, the postman disappeared at the fork in the road, and even his breath dissipated.

Moonmark also couldn't wait, "William hurry up and lead the way, the show is about to begin." ”

"Hmm."

The two of them rounded the final fork in the road to the final passage to the art hall, where the eerie undercurrent permeated the area and even constructed the severed limbs and heads of plastic models.

They don't stop students,

Instead, they will reach out and push their hands, or kick them on their backs, and even the eyeballs hanging between their heads will keep signaling, hoping that the students will go to the art hall sooner.

Stepping out of the passage, a miasma-filled art hall appeared in front of you.

On the roof of the art hall hung a large number of mannequin heads by means of iron hooks, and a kind of green candle burned between the eye sockets of these heads, and even the sound of burning flesh could be heard.

The miasma that permeates the art hall and the exterior passages is also spilling from the heads of plastic models, which is very strange.

The walls are covered with large mirrors, resembling a large dance studio.

When the orphans gathered here look at themselves through the mirror reflection, they actually catch a glimpse of themselves being 'modeled', with plastic structures growing out of their faces, arms, legs and feet.

Frightened, they hurriedly touched their bodies, only to find that everything was normal, just an illusion brought by the miasma.

Many orphans have taken out the filter masks that they have prepared in advance and purchased at the commissary.

Yi Chen had already woven a plant mask for the first time, filtering out this strange-smelling miasma, and at the same time handing over a moon mark.

The latter gladly accepted, and even learned to be a gentleman to salute Yi Chen.

When the vegetated mask is put on the face of the moon mark, it is immediately dyed silver, and there is an extra silver moon mark in the upper right corner, which further enhances the effect.

The students gathered in the hall waited for a full five minutes but never saw the teacher who came to class, and they couldn't help but start talking, and their originally tense thoughts also decreased.

however

In the split second that concentration drops...... Click!

The slippery floor under everyone's feet was removed in an instant, and all the students fell vertically.

Because the miasma is so dense that it is impossible to see the specific conditions below, it is impossible to determine the height of the fall, and it is impossible to determine whether the floor below is smooth.

Airplanes!

A young grape with no limb structure, fine skin and tender flesh, and a small size immediately appeared on Yi Chen's shoulder, just a black meat ball the size of a tennis ball.

Vision amplification.

Yi Chen immediately caught an iron chain hidden in the miasma, or the iron chain that was temporarily condensed from the miasma and connected to the top.

The shoots and roots in your hands shoot out immediately! Although the number, toughness and hardness of the plants have decreased, they can barely pull Yi Chen, who is only eight years old.

Bang dang!

Grab the chain and don't fall again.

Just when Yi Chen wanted to remind Lorian,

The other party's own 'moon eyes' also saw through the miasma, and used the surrounding orphans as human pedals, easily grasping another hanging iron chain.

equally

Naturally, there are strong people among the orphans, who react quickly and grasp the nearest chain, and some even spread the gliding membrane under their armpits, gliding through the air for a certain distance, and then firmly grasp the chain that is farther away.

Naturally, there are a very small number of poor guys who failed to react, or were plotted by others and failed to catch the chain.

Vertical falls.

Ah~ The screams came from below, and the depth was estimated to be about fifty meters.

Wait until the miasma slowly dissipates, and then you can fully see the specific situation below.

The ten-meter-long spikes were stuck all over the bottom, and there was no room to dodge at all, and it was almost certain to die if they fell...... On the surface of the spikes, in addition to the students who were impaled, there were also bones of teenagers of varying degrees of decay.

After the crowd hung on the chains for about five minutes,

At the top of the art hall, the miasma generated by the burning of the model's skull re-converges at the bottom, just covering the spike area, forming a new floor structure.

It's just that the horizontal height of the art hall has dropped by about fifty meters.

Everyone still clung to the chains, and no one let go.

Then

Miasma converged at the edge of the hall, and with the crisp sound of heels, a tall woman in a long red dress stepped out.

The design of the deep V open-chest structure and the model-level pace further accentuate her figure.

The impeccable shape and distribution of her facial features push her further to perfection,

But...... She has no hair.

Not only the bald head, but also the eyebrows and eyelashes, although this hairlessness makes the face cleaner and more perfect, it cannot meet the aesthetics of normal human beings.

Even Moonmark squinted his eyes and muttered, "What an ugly guy." ”

Not only that, but if you look closely, you can see some details from this female teacher,

The red dress is not worn on the body, but is fixed by hooking directly into the skin with iron hooks on the shoulders and back.

The high heels that stepped on her feet should be called "high heels" to be exact, because there was only a slender iron root inserted between the soles of her feet, and there was no part of the so-called shoes.

There are also a large number of white lines stitched between the ten fingers, the effect of which is unknown.

Move to the center.

She looked up at the student at the top end and began to introduce herself:

"I'm in charge of teaching tonight's talent class, and everyone can just call me teacher. It may take a long time, and you need to be mentally prepared. ”

Teacher Fang's surname and such an image dragged Yi Chen's thoughts back to his life.

In the former orphanage, there was also a teacher Fang who was in charge of teaching dance and piano, and she belonged to the highest level of art teachers in the orphanage, and only students with excellent ratings could enter her class.

Due to hair loss, Mr. Fang was born without hair, eyebrows and other hairs.

Everyone will be a little scared when they first meet, but after in-depth contact, they can feel her inner tenderness.

Teacher Fang never punishes students, although top students basically do not make mistakes, but there are also times when they inevitably do wrong things, they can get Teacher Fang's understanding every time, and they will not report to the orphanage.

As an honor student, Yi Chen is naturally also her student, and even one of her favorite students...... But with the in-depth contact again and again, after personally instructing Yi Chen's dancing and playing the piano, things became strange.

On the way back to bed from the art classroom every night, Yi Chen always felt that someone was following him.

As soon as you turn around, you will find that Teacher Fang is standing in the dark, just wearing a white dress with suspenders, smiling, waving to him.

Even if Yi Chen also waved in response, Teacher Fang would not leave, and would continue to escort him back to the dormitory.

As long as every art class, the distance between the two will be forcibly shortened, and the distance behind them will get closer and closer.

Until one day when he didn't feel normal, Yi Chen found the 'adoptive mother' he was most unwilling to face, that is, Director Cao, and told him about being followed by Teacher Fang.

The next day, Yi Chen was given another art class, and Director Cao, who was 'caring for his son', even talked to Teacher Fang in private.

From then on, there was no need for body-to-body dance classes, but instead of learning to draw with a male teacher.

However, when Yi Chen returned to bed from the studio every night, he still felt that there was someone behind him......

Although there was no one behind him when he turned his head, he always felt that there was a bald woman behind the wall around the corner, and she was even covering her mouth and snickering.

There will be a similar 'feeling of being stalked' every night,

This feeling has never been absent, and even on the night when Yi Chen planned to escape, he still felt that someone was staring at him from behind, but he always kept his distance.

Now.

Yi Chen, who was hanging on the chain, looked at Teacher Fang of the 'plus version' again,

When looking at each other's cracked smiles, the uncomfortable weirdness returned......

(End of chapter)