Su Zhiyuan stopped and turned his head to look at Xiaobao, there was a breathtaking magic in his eyes, and Xiaobao didn't dare to come out for some reason.

"We're still alive," Su Zhiyuan's voice was flat and cold, "that's the reason." ”

......

No wind, no sound.

There is only cold, silence, and ...... Boundless darkness and fear.

Wu Lan looked around, her throat rolling uncontrollably.

She lay on the ground, not daring to move.

Zhou Dasheng's guess was not wrong, Wu Lan did extinguish the mobile phone because he found a ghost, turned silent, and crawled in the dark.

What's even more terrifying is that when she found the ghost, the ghost was quietly hanging behind Zhou Dasheng.

Moving as Zhou Dasheng moved, her body hanging in mid-air seemed stiff, but it was strangely flexible.

Wu Lan asked herself if she loved Zhou Dasheng, but this did not mean that she wanted to die with him.

Being targeted by a ghost in a nightmare is almost a certain death, Wu Lan will not do the stupid thing of accompanying Zhou Dasheng to die, because it is meaningless.

She believes that even if Chow Tai Sang is faced with the same situation, he will decisively choose to give up on himself.

She lay there and watched as the ghost tore off Zhou Dasheng's jaw, dragged his dead corpse, and slowly walked into the mirror.

Standing on tiptoe, stepping on elegant and noble dance steps.

Like a white swan with arrogance.

Ghost...... Gone.

Disappeared for a long time.

Right now...... Wu Lan slowly moved her body, and then got up with extremely light movements.

No sound was made.

Didn't even disturb the air here.

She hunched over and walked at a faster pace in the direction of the door, also tiptoeing, landing only on her toes, making as few sounds as possible.

She didn't dare to look at the mirror, for fear that it would cause something bad.

All she could do now was escape.

The farther away you run, the better.

She lowered her head, carefully sifting through the obstacles under her feet in the darkness, and suddenly, with a pause, she spotted a white mass on the ground facing the mirror.

She had searched the place when she came, and there was absolutely no such white mass.

This is...... Left by ghosts?

Her thoughts were interrupted for a moment, and she recalled the moment before Zhou Dasheng died, when he waved his right arm and leaned sideways, as if he was about to throw something at him.

Don't......

She stared at the white ball beneath her feet.

Uncontrollably bent over and picked it up.

It's a ball of paper.

The feel and weight of the hand told her that.

With no intention of disassembling it here, she picked it up and hurried away.

The gate was hidden, and there was no light outside the door.

She didn't know if Teacher Ma had gone into hiding after seeing the ghost like her, or if he had already been killed by the ghost.

Accurately controlling his strength, Wu Lan left here without making much noise from the door, and the trouble was the water under his feet.

As the shoes are stepped on, there is a rattling sound from time to time.

Just as she was around the corner, ready to breathe a sigh of relief, a classroom door beside her quietly opened, and a hand landed on her shoulder.

If it's on the battlefield, she has at least 10 ways to deal with the outstretched guy.

But at this moment, she behaved very really, she was stunned on the spot, she didn't dare to move, her whole face faded blood, white like paper in her hand.

Until—

"Miss Wu," it was Teacher Ma's voice, her voice was very low, and she was faintly crying, obviously very scared, "just now...... Mr. Zhou ...... behind him"

Wu Lan turned around and covered her mouth, "If you want to live, shut your mouth and follow me." ”

Wu Lan's sudden fierceness shocked Teacher Ma, and the advantage of this was that Teacher Ma followed her honestly, and she didn't dare to come out.

The two of them stepped on the stagnant water and slowly moved outward.

The night has completely taken over, and the dark stagnant water whirls from time to time, as if it were a bottomless sea.

I don't know when it started, Wu Lan had a strange feeling in her heart, it had nothing to do with fear, it was just simple strangeness, as if she had ignored something very important.

And...... It was very close to her, very close.

As if stretching out his hand......

"Smack."

Wu Lan shuddered, didn't control the weight of her steps for a while, and stepped into the stagnant water with her left foot.

She suddenly realized something.

When she came out of the music classroom, she didn't hear the sound of Teacher Ma treading water at all, and only her footsteps echoed in the entire corridor.

"Oh no......"

Block C, next to the stairs at the corner of the corridor.

Two figures, one fat and one thin, stood there, staring at the ground not far away.

"Ah Yuan," Xiaobao's tongue seemed to have something wrong, and he trembled when he spoke, "This is ......"

About 2 meters ahead, a severed arm hung limply on the ground.

From the position of the two of them, they can still see twisted muscles and broken bones in the section.

"It's Wu Lan," Su Zhiyuan nodded.

Xiaobao couldn't help but swallow, he looked away and looked in the direction of the surrounding wall, a large amount of blood spilled out, even on the ceiling.

Although I didn't see Wu Lan's body with my own eyes, it didn't matter anymore.

Turn around this corner and walk some distance to the music classroom.

Xiaobao probed, glanced at the darkness in front of him, and said thoughtfully, "So...... Wu Lan wanted to go to the music classroom, but she didn't expect to be killed by a ghost on the way. ”

Su Zhiyuan turned his head to look at the sides of the corridor, and replied after a while: "No, she was killed after coming out of the music classroom." ”

Just as Xiaobao frowned, wondering what Su Zhiyuan had come to this conclusion through, a bell suddenly rang in his ears.

The ringtone of your phone.

The two of them lowered their heads, realizing that the sound was coming from the palm of the severed arm.

It's a red phone.

Because it is too close to the color of the blood, it is not noticed in the first place.

Xiaobao was so frightened that his body kept trembling, if it weren't for Su Zhiyuan by his side, he would almost faint in fright.

Su Zhiyuan stepped forward, broke the fingers that were clenching the phone, then picked up the phone, handed it to his ear, and then pressed the answer button.

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.

Because of the distance, Xiaobao could only hear that the other party was a woman, and the voice was very strange.

"I'm not," Su Zhiyuan spoke for the first time after listening for a while, "Wu Lan, she ......" Su Zhiyuan Wu Guang glanced at the broken arm on the ground, and then said in a steady tone: "She's by my side, she's fine, don't worry, it's just that it's not convenient to answer the phone at the moment." ”

I don't know what to say, Su Zhiyuan walked away a few steps, covered his mouth with his hand, and replied in a whisper.

Xiaobao wanted to follow, but was stopped by Su Zhiyuan with an extremely serious look.

It wasn't until he left Block C that Xiaobao seemed to come back to life, and threw doubts at Su Zhiyuan one after another.

"Ah Yuan, who called just now?"

Su Zhiyuan also put his mobile phone in his pocket, his pocket looked bulging, and he didn't know what he was stuffed with.

"Teacher Ma," Su Zhiyuan didn't reply, "she said that Wu Lan had asked her to talk about something, but she waited at the agreed place for almost 2 hours, and she didn't wait for anyone." ”

Of course, before he waited, he had already died outside the music classroom in Block C.

As if thinking of something, Xiaobao's eyes suddenly became nervous, "Ah Yuan," he looked at Su Zhiyuan, and asked in surprise: "The teacher Ma who called can't be a ghost pretending, right?" ”

Su Zhiyuan touched his chin: "It shouldn't be, but it can't be completely ruled out." ”

"Then you have to be careful," Xiaobao said with concern, "Maybe answering the phone is one of the mechanisms that triggers the ghost killing, and you may have been locked by the ghost." ”

Su Zhiyuan turned around when he heard this, patted Xiaobao's shoulder, and was moved: "Good brother, you don't have to worry about me, I have already thought of this and prepared countermeasures in advance." ”

Xiaobao admired Su Zhiyuan more and more, and felt that it was really a blessing in his previous life to meet such a person in a nightmare, he also stretched out a hand, patted Su Zhiyuan's shoulder, and asked excitedly: "Ah Yuan, how did you do it?" ”

"The other party finally asked me about my identity," Su Zhiyuan said slowly: "I said that my name is Song Xiaobao." ”

"Ah Yuan, I thank you for your eight ancestors!"

......

Downstairs in the old dormitory, a woman with a scarf sighed into her hand.

She is not tall, but she has obviously been dressed up with some care, and her pink sweater collar is turned on the outside, which looks extremely cute.

The pale blue jeans hung straight down, and underneath them were a pair of white wide-mouth shoes with a small red heart mark on the edge.

It can also be regarded as a woman's careful machine.

She'd been waiting here for a long, long time, but the one she was waiting for never showed up.

It was getting darker and the temperature was getting colder.

She pulled her hand out of her coat pocket and looked at the phone in her hand, her eyes suddenly becoming misty.

"Miss Wu......" she said softly in an inaudible voice.

"Why did I give you your mobile phone, it will ...... in the hands of a man"

Clutching her phone, her eyes suddenly became cold, and she stared at the night in the distance, the corners of her mouth tensed into a straight line.

"Song Xiaobao ......"

......

"Xiaobao," Su Zhiyuan asked, "Do you feel better?" ”

After Su Zhiyuan and Xiaobao left from Block C, they walked along the road with street lights in the direction of the instrument room.

When passing by the cafeteria halfway, Su Zhiyuan smelled the strong aroma of meat, so in the name of picking up the wind and washing the dust for Xiaobao, he forcibly pulled Xiaobao in.

and generously let Xiaobao order casually, saying that he had a treat.

"How do I feel that something is not quite right here," Xiaobao looked at the empty cafeteria, and his face changed in fright.

There was no one here, but all the lights were on, and the food was filled with freshly cooked dishes behind the glass through the pantry.

Su Zhiyuan stretched out his hand and touched it, it was still very hot.

The two of them also took the time to go to the back kitchen, where the door was not closed, and several chef clothes worn by the chef were still on the back of the chair.

Everything was in order, as if everyone was leaving at the same time the second before they came in.

When the lid is lifted, the broth is still boiling inside.

The heat is accompanied by the aroma.

Su Zhiyuan stared at the broth in the pot, as if he had thought of something, so he went to a nearby cabinet to find a clean spoon, took a little and tasted it.

Xiaobao was shocked by Su Zhiyuan's movements, and he didn't understand what the latter was going to do.

But then—

"Hmm......"

Su Zhiyuan's face changed suddenly, and his whole person's expression was entangled.

"Ah Yuan," Xiaobao shouted, "what's wrong with you?" ”

He subconsciously looked at the soup pot, judging from his years of film and television experience, this pot of soup may be poisonous.

Can...... Xiaobao wondered, could it be that ghosts would also be poisoned?

Is this necessary?

Just when Xiaobao was thinking about how to rescue Su Zhiyuan, the latter suddenly spoke.

"It's so hot," Su Zhiyuan opened his mouth wide, and breathed heavily while fanning his hand.

"Hot?" Xiaobao's eyes widened.

Feeling almost, Su Zhiyuan covered his mouth, put down the spoon in his hand, and picked up the spoon used by the chef to serve the soup on the shelf next to him, and said to Xiaobao standing beside him while serving: "It's better to put it out first, and then drink it when it's cooler." ”

Xiaobao: "......"

Su Zhiyuan turned his head to look at Xiaobao and asked, "Don't you drink?" ”

Xiaobao was silent for a while, then looked up very seriously and said, "Ah Yuan, have you ever thought about it, maybe it's not an accident that you are an orphan." ”