The thoughts in Chen Qing's mind were surging, and Wu Chenyi's muttering was constantly ringing in every toilet cubicle.

He cursed in his mouth, and even the steps under his feet looked a little impatient.

After a brief look, he hurried to the next area, and Chen Qing's eyes were always a little twisted in his pupils after his footsteps faded away.

It's like the ill-fitting of the clothes, or the discomfort of the limbs.

But the moment he was about to come down, at the moment when his body had leaned forward slightly, another figure appeared in the toilet.

Her steps were silent, and the placket of her garment was dripping with a clear, viscous liquid.

Her limbs were like swollen giants, rubbing against the wall.

She turned around and stared directly at Chen Qing above.

And Chen Qing was stunned, but it was only for a moment.

In the next moment, Chen Qing had already jumped down, and the weight of his whole body piled up on the man's shoulder in an instant.

At this moment, he saw the other party's face clearly, but it was only this moment.

Her head shattered, and her body fell to the ground with weakness.

Her limbs fluttered on the ground as if deflated, pus spewing through her clothes.

At this moment, Chen Qing recognized her clothes.

"Her clothes...... Same as the guy in the photo?! ”

Chen Qing's face was white, this was much more terrifying than a dead person moving.

The picture has long since turned yellow...... How could she......

He sighed and retreated to the sink.

He twisted his orchid fingers, and his voice began to change to a sharp one.

"This dough...... It's comfortable to carry, isn't it? ”

He touched his face, and for some reason, there was a little rosette on his previously pale complexion.

"That's weird...... his voice became more feminine, and he looked down at his fingertips, which became tender.

"Is it a side effect?" He gritted his teeth, and at the moment when he tore the skin on his face, a strange pain and reluctance were born from his heart.

"I don't want to take it off, I don't want to take it off!"

He roared, but still tried his best to pull it out.

The moment this dough fell into Chen Qing's hands again, all the weird and unreasonable activity it displayed disappeared again.

It lay quietly again, like a dead thing.

"What the hell is this......

Chen Qing felt the withdrawal reaction in his mind, and his heart was even more afraid.

Chen Qing shook his head: "In this place, the items that were taken away will be refreshed back...... If they could leave with their dough alone, they would do it.

So the focus is still on the first sentence...... And the reasons for this.

Wu Chenyi told me before...... Maybe part of it is true.

We've been here for some reason, but we've been stuck here because of some earlier taboo.

It's the idol. ”

"History is left at least in words. Since they've done this kind of stuff before, someone among the students should write something down. ”

He thought about it and began to search the missing dormitory again, and sure enough, in some students' pillows and under their desks, different forms of "suicide notes" were found.

And these suicide notes seem to hide some of the contents.

The first one: "On March (fuzzy) day of 1 (fuzzy) year, the (fuzzy) teacher is here again...... Several more students have disappeared today......

I was worried, I always felt like I was going to be next.

If I'm missing...... Do not look for me, love you (vague). ”

Second: "Here they are again...... Here they are (smearing) damn again...... I can't sit back like this anymore. I'm going to ruin (blur). ”

The third: "He killed us!" It's all him! We...... We cannot disobey the command, and I see today that he became a part of it.

I also want to be a 'family' and I'm sorry for my mother. I will no longer be your child. ”

Fourth: "That's our life...... They came back to life!

The teacher is right! He's really (smeared) on tonight...... It's my turn tonight!

He promised (smeared) and soon there was ......

Even if he won't let me tell anyone...... It's okay, as long as I write it down and let others find out, it won't be my words. ”

Chen Qing looked at the blurred handwriting in his hand, and his brain was almost instantly connected to the statue in the shrine.

He was so weird, especially in a place like this.

Recalling the image in his mind, he suddenly asked, "Worship the Buddha." What exactly is worship? ”

He made his way to the second floor, where the shrine still stood silently.

He stood in front of the Buddha, and the Buddha began to change his appearance.

His fangs pierced the upper and lower lips, and from the four fangs as a starting point, countless smaller teeth grew outward from the mouth, and those teeth generally resembled human back teeth, which grew into layers of suckers and rubbed against themselves.

His closed eyes opened, and within his eyes that reflected the light, countless eyeballs of a millimeter or so were rolling up and down.

They looked at Chen Qing and wanted to drag the creature in front of them into the abyss.

"Worship the Buddha, worship is not such an ugly thing."

Those people stood in front of the stage, telling the truest and most despicable desires of their hearts.

Those people knelt before God, and all their thoughts were filth and unbearability.

They worship all their desires.

He looked at the statue in front of him, which was gradually occupied by a distorted and ominous one, and in disgust, he gradually guessed the truth of the matter.

"They sacrificed those lives to make this shrine.

The students who were sacrificed were not completely dead, they existed in this space as the energy needed to make a wish.

After consuming the students, the group of people who had made the shrine abandoned the space. It is also closed.

And it wasn't until the last few years that a group of us broke into it.

In order to survive, they constantly make demands to the shrine, in order to survive...... The shrine captures the surrounding area, or the students in reality, as an energy source.

And after the closure, the first one to make a wish like a shrine......

Is that me? ”

His whisper was exchanged for applause behind him.

He turned his head to see that Wu Chenyi was standing there, his face pale.

"If you just want to get out alive, just make a wish. Anyway, who is dead in reality, and what does it have to do with you. ”

He asked, looking at his former partner.

"Can't go...... You can't go. He twisted his gaze at Chen Qing, the saliva on the corner of his mouth mixed with black cockroach juice flowing continuously.

He looked at Chen Qing, and the compound bow and arrow in his hand were raised again.

However, unlike before, this time Wu Chenyi trembled slightly and froze in place.

"Don't dare to shoot?"

Chen Qingle smiled, instantly realizing the other party's worries.

But he was afraid, but Chen Qing would not slow down because of this.

He picked up the candlestick on the shrine from beside him, and three sharp iron tongs flew towards the person opposite.

With the sound of bones and muscles shattering, the pincers pierced his shoulder, slamming into the ground with blood.

"You can't kill me! You can't kill me! He looked at Chen Qing who was coming step by step, and the indifference to his face frightened him.

"Why?"

Chen Qing was a little puzzled: "In the end, if you want to leave alive, you don't need to let me in at all."

I thought we were friends. ”

He looked at Chen Qing, as if recalling something: "Yes...... Yes, we are friends! We have to die together, how can you run away alone. ”

He looked at Chen Qing, his pupils flickering wildly.

"You're crazy."

Chen Qing no longer paid attention to his partner's muttering, he dragged the other party's body and nailed the candlestick back to the table.

He looked at the boy and shouted in an instant into hysteria: "Kill you!" Let me kill you! Hurry up! They're all waiting for me to kill you! ”

"Let me kill you. They were both waiting for the two of us...... Obviously, you acquiesced, and you agreed to die with us. ”

His trembling jaw did not match his calm tone, and he watched as Chen Qing pierced his chest with the candlestick again.

Again and again, until the stage became a blur of flesh and blood, he finally stopped.

But after doing all this, the grotesque thing behind him began to follow the sound and walked out.

Chen Qing knew that things had come to the last moment.

He looked at the statue of the god with green fangs on the candlestick, and the bloody candlestick he pulled out was already aimed at his chest.

"And the mask."

The moment he put on the mask, the monster stopped.

And Chen Qing, he stopped breathing.

"I make a vow: to offer sacrifices...... I won't be able to die.

I make a vow: I will sacrifice myself as the lowliest spirit of the dead in the shrine. ”

He whispered, and the darkness in front of him vanished in an instant.

As the moonlight appeared, the pain in his chest also stopped.

He reached out and touched it, and his chest bulged.

"This mask ......," he frowned, as did his delicate countenance.

He removed his skin, and the changes in his body returned to its original appearance at this moment.

He held the skin, and the message conveyed by the human skin mask appeared in his mind at this moment.

"Give me what I want, and I will make you fully become him.

Give me blood and you will do it. ”

He looked at the face in his hand that seemed to be blinking his eyes, and the corners of his mouth showed a smile for some reason.

"Relic...... No.

You're not a relic.

It's good to call you Intangible Cultural Heritage No. 1. ”

He took out the note he carried in his pocket and wrote with the blood on his hand: "Intangible Artifact - No. 13 - Thousand Faces Langjun."

To be able to transform into the target form, it requires the consumption of blood, and the amount is variable. ”