"Ah Yuan," Xiaobao shrunk his neck, his voice trembling, "Why is it that everyone else has his jaw broken, but his eyes have been gouged out?" ”

After a while, Su Zhiyuan slowly spoke: "His eyes were not gouged out by Chen Yao. ”

"Huh?" Xiaobao was stunned for a moment, he looked at Su Zhiyuan puzzled, "Ah Yuan, ......what are you talking about?"

Before the words fell, Su Zhiyuan reached into the box and grabbed one of Zhen Jian's hands.

Xiaobao saw that his hands were covered with blood, and he clenched his palms into a fist, the fist was relatively large, and it seemed to be holding something inside.

Until...... Su Zhiyuan slowly broke his fingers.

Xiao Bao was curiously looking at his neck, and in the next second, his face suddenly turned pale, as if he had been drained of blood.

He saw Zhen Jian's hand holding ....... Two milky white things.

Be....... Eyeball!!

One of them slipped mischievously, fell to the ground and bounced back up, grunting and rolling towards Xiaobao.

Finally, it hit Xiaobao's shoes with a "beep".

Don't move.

Xiaobao was so frightened that he couldn't say a word, and his first reaction was that his legs were weak and he wanted to sit on the ground.

But the only remaining reason warned him that if he fell to the ground, he would probably crush the eyes of the Zhen Jian brothers.

Xiao Bao, who was shivering all over, actually survived this fright, without making a sound or making extra movements.

He ...... He ...... with his own hands."

Staring at Zhen Jian's hand, Xiaobao felt that his cognitive limits had been subverted, and he couldn't imagine what kind of monsters his nominal teammates were in the mission.

It's horrible......

Zhen Jian, Wu Lan, Zhang Mengmeng......

The pure self is like a little sheep among them, although it has a physical advantage, but its intelligence, experience, and ruthlessness are no match at all.

As if he had suddenly thought of something, he immediately turned his head to look at Su Zhiyuan, and found that the latter was looking at the only other eyeball left in his hand.

When he noticed that Su Zhiyuan pinched a small amount like a bouncy ball from time to time, Xiaobao almost suffocated.

A thought popped into his mind:

If those teammates are terrible monsters, then ...... What is Ah Yuan?

This is the man who arranged those monsters plainly!

Others didn't say it, but said that Zhen Jian, an unlucky child, was discovered by Ah Yuan when he came, and then he was beaten up in a targeted manner.

First he was so frightened by a broken coin that he couldn't sleep well all night, and then a bloody handprint twice as large was painted on the door, and rumors were spread that the female ghost had stolen his painting.

His throat rolled, and he glanced at Zhen Jian, who had no chance in the cabinet even if he wanted to die, with sympathetic eyes, and suddenly felt that this person was quite pitiful.

His qualifications seem to be good, but he had no choice but to run into Ah Yuan.

Just after Xiaobao inadvertently caught a glimpse of Zhen Jian's blood-stained hand, his eyes suddenly couldn't be taken away, and the fingers of that hand trembled slightly.

Xiaobao just opened his mouth, and he didn't have time to remind Su Zhiyuan.

In the next second, that hand jumped up violently and clasped Su Zhiyuan's wrist.

"Ah Yuan!" Xiaobao shouted a warning.

Su Zhiyuan also seemed to be shocked by such a scene, and stood in place without moving.

Under Xiaobao's indescribable fear, Zhen Jian in the box actually moved his body and slowly stood up in an incredible way.

Xiaobao was in a hurry, picked up the mineral water bottle in his hand, and smashed it towards Zhen Jian, who was "resurrected from the dead".

Seemingly...... Zhen Jian, who has become a ghost, is the killer arranged by Su Yu......

It's just not clear how he did it.

This blow was on the head, and it hit Zhen Jian's bloodstained head, making a "bang" sound.

But after all, it is a mineral water bottle, and its power is limited, and all it can do is make his body shake.

Zhen Jian opened his mouth, and the blood and tears flowing from his two empty eyes poured into his mouth.

Just when Xiaobao thought that he was going to bite down and end Ah Yuan's legendary experience, an unusually hoarse and vague sound of blood blisters sounded.

"Help me!" Zhen Jian, who stood up, said bitterly: "I'm not dead yet...... Ahem...... I...... I'm alive!! ”

His mouth kept coughing up blood blisters, and in the dark and unknown environment, with such a scene and such a sound, it was impossible for people to think calmly.

But Su Zhiyuan's next performance once again refreshed Xiaobao's understanding of him.

He looked at the face that was covered by blood with a calm face, and patted Zhen Jian's hand, "I know you're not dead, you still have a pulse." ”

Su Zhiyuan's voice was full of persuasion, and Zhen Jian was not as excited as at the beginning.

"You let go of your hand first, and I'll check the injury for you." After a pause, Su Zhiyuan said again.

Zhen Jian gasped violently, I don't know if it was because of the pain or because of what Su Zhiyuan said, in short, he slowly let go of the hand that was holding Su Zhiyuan's wrist.

The two blood-hole-like eyes looked in the direction of Su Zhiyuan, as if they were pinning their last hope on him.

But the moment his hand left Su Zhiyuan's wrist, Xiaobao watched Su Zhiyuan untie the camera bag on his waist very calmly, and then wrapped the strap around his hand a few times.

Xiaobao's eyes widened, not knowing what Su Zhiyuan was going to do.

Until...... Su Zhiyuan picked up the camera bag like wielding a meteor hammer, and then smashed it heavily on Zhen Jian's face in Xiaobao's extremely shocked eyes.

"Bang!"

The unprepared Zhen Jian didn't stand firmly, and was smashed and fell directly back into the box, the bridge of his tall nose was crooked into several pieces, and the nosebleed couldn't stop spraying outward.

Su Zhiyuan trotted forward and buckled the baffle on the box, turned back and shouted to Xiaobao: "Run!" ”

Before Xiaobao could react, Su Zhiyuan had already run to the door.

Just as Su Zhiyuan raised his legs, ready to kick open the obstructive wooden door with all his might, a sound suddenly came from his ears.

"Knock knock."

It's not loud, it's not very close, but it has a kind of demagogic magic.

Su Zhiyuan's raised leg was lowered again.

Xiaobao was even more miserable, standing directly in place, not moving.

Although Xiaobao can't move, his thinking is still very clear.

He listened with his ears pricked up for a few seconds, and found that the sound was not chaotic, but seemed to have some distinct rhythm.

This rhythm is very strange, listening to it, Xiaobao's unconscious legs actually beat to the beat.

Drums?

No, Xiaobao thought quickly.

The sound was heavier than the drum beat, but he didn't know much about the instrument, so he couldn't make out what it was.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

The tempo is getting faster and faster, and every beat seems to be stepping on his heart.

He swallowed and foamed unconsciously.

The brisk rhythm became clearer and more violent, until the last "bang" sounded.

This sound completely woke up Xiaobao.

Even Su Zhiyuan's body shook unconsciously.

The two of them raised their heads almost at the same time, a hint of mixed emotions flashing in their eyes.

This voice...... Unlike all the previous sounds, this one ...... It's so close, it's like it's right behind you!

Xiaobao turned his head tremblingly, and a dark red curtain hung on the wall a few meters behind him, and there was no doubt that something that made a sound...... Just hide behind the curtains.

What will it be?

His pupils jumped.

Chen Yao?

Still is...... Something like Zhen Jian in the box.

He still wasn't sure if Zhen Jian was a human or something else.

The extremely strong sense of oppression made Xiaobao's mouth dry, and he didn't dare to move, as if he had accepted his fate.

Until Su Zhiyuan walked up and tore off the curtains.

Behind......

Xiaobao's eyes widened slightly, and it was a whole huge mirror.

But what really caught his eye was the scene reflected in the mirror.

A woman on tiptoe.

Although it is only a simple back, it is not difficult to see the woman's graceful posture and excellent control.

The woman stood in a place similar to a dance studio, her figure was tall, but her back was to the mirror, and in the dim light, she didn't say a word, which looked very strange.

"It's Chen Yao......" Xiaobao didn't think about him.

The appearance of the final ghost even makes Xiaobao ignore the irrationality of the vision in front of him, and the scene in the mirror is obviously the music classroom before the renovation.

At this point, the mirror seems to lose its ability to reflect light and becomes a medium for traveling between the two periods of time.

Outside the mirror is now, inside the mirror is 10 years ago.

As time passed, Xiaobao gradually noticed abnormalities in other positions in the mirror, and it turned out that there was more than one "person" in the mirror.

More than a dozen black shadows stood around, as if worshipping, facing Chen Yao in the middle.

There is a spill of light inside the mirror.

Not strong, similar to the glow emitted by a miniature torch.

With the only light, Xiaobao could vaguely see a few people in security uniforms and two students standing in the dark shadow.

He slowly shifted his gaze from left to right, until he could see half of a man's face.

Be...... Zhou Dasheng!

It's Zhou Dasheng, that's right!

The miniature flashlight that emitted light fell at his feet.

Just like the rest of the dead, his eyes turned up strangely, the corners of his eyes were exaggeratedly provoked, and his expression before death was unpredictable.

But it's clear that he's not exactly scared to death, because everyone here is ...... Both lost their jaws, as well as their tongues.

Hideous blood stains spread on their chests, like a bloody feast.

Although it was not the first time I had seen such a scene, so many corpses were gathered together, and it was still such a strange scene like a sacrifice.

Fear spread to all four limbs, and then wrapped Xiaobao tightly like a vine, and he couldn't breathe when he was oppressed.

At the moment when his leg regained consciousness, Xiaobao ran towards Su Zhiyuan with stiff movements, and only by Su Zhiyuan's side did he have a sense of security.

"Ah Yuan!" Xiaobao grinned, and was about to ask Su Zhiyuan for comfort, when the latter slapped him.

He controlled his strength very well, and when he was about to touch Xiaobao's face, he covered his mouth with his backhand.

No sound was made.

Xiaobao looked at Su Zhiyuan in horror, completely unaware of what he had done wrong.

Don't...... Shouldn't I come?

He found that Su Zhiyuan's gaze kept wandering in the mirror, which seemed to be unfixed, and ...... He also saw a trace of seriousness on Su Zhiyuan's face.

This frightened Xiaobao, in his impression, Ah Yuan is definitely a representative of danger, and sometimes he can even make some innocuous jokes in front of the deceased.

Confused, he cast his gaze into the mirror.

Almost, instantly, his face changed.

The most central position of the mirror...... Empty.

Chen yao...... It's gone!!

And through Su Zhiyuan's face, Xiaobao understood that he hadn't found where Chen Yao had gone.

What could be more terrifying than the appearance of a ghost?

It was a ghost who appeared and suddenly disappeared.

You have absolutely no idea where it will appear in the next second.

Maybe it's your closet, bathroom, or even under the bed, under the quilt......

The strongest fear...... From the unknown.

"Crunch—"

The two turned around almost at the same time, as they heard an eerie grinding sound behind them.

It's like a badly worn rope, embarrassed and burdened.