Other people don't seem to read like him.

The sound of turning the pages of a book is evident in the silence.

Yuan Yuxue glanced at Jie Zhouyan thoughtfully: "......"

Jie Zhouyan: "......"

Jie Zhouyan was silent for a moment, and whispered to Yuan Yuxue: "They are so slow. ”

Yuan Yuxue said, "Yes." ”

It turned out that other people were watching too slowly...... Yuan Xue thought.

Just in order not to look too strange, Yuan Yuxue still slowed down the action of turning the book.

But the contents of the book suddenly became strange.

The book that introduced the mechanics one second turned into a scarlet font the next, connecting a very strange story.

"I stood in the library, piling up the books in a high pile, carefully stepping on the precious books, and putting my head in the rope of a long neck that hung from the ceiling.

The neck is soft, cold and smooth, and I love it. So I kicked off the stacks of books, feeling the suffocation in my throat.

The rope made from the hanging neck is pulled upwards little by little. A pair of hands reached out from the kicked book, hugged my shoulders, and helped me pull down.

So my neck became so long.

It's long, it's long, it's long......

The next day, someone came to the library and saw me hanging from the ceiling.

People put my body on the beams, tied my head and shoulders in a knot, and lowered my long neck - dangling and shaking in the air, and dangling and shaking......"

Before Yuan Yuxue finished reading this story, he heard Zeng Bai on the other side slam the book shut, and let out a very light scolding.

Tang Yuan's face also looked very unkind.

"Suddenly I read a ghost story." Zeng Bai said, "In the first person, a person was locked up in a library and burned to death. ”

"Me too. It's just that the way to die is to be stoned to death. ”

Tang Yuan said, glancing at Yuan Yuxue.

Yuan Yuxue: "It's the same. ”

At this time, from the back table, a very slight cry suddenly erupted, and it was someone else who complained, "What is this, what is this, it's scared to death, how can there be such a book in the library......"

"It's a mistake, right? This mistake is too big, should we report it to the teacher or the school immediately? ”

"I saw it too, but I didn't dare to look closely. Closed it directly, it's terrifying......"

It seems that they are not the only ones who have read ghost stories.

Zeng Bai observed that about two-thirds of the people had read the hellish ghost story. And some people's ghost stories still coincide, such as burning to death in the library, Zeng Bai has heard four or five.

Originally, the freshmen were of good quality, and they kept quiet in the library, and no one talked loudly. But it was really quiet, and almost everyone was talking about the ghost stories that suddenly appeared in the books, and the more timid students were so frightened by the strange stories that they cried and sobbed quietly.

The girl who cried the most was the girl named Deng Shushu.

Zeng Bai knows that she is a player, but she should be a rookie player who has not had a few books, and her psychological quality is not high, and she encountered an A-level book as soon as she came up, so I'm afraid her luck is not too good. So she was a little more scared than the others, like the NPC students, because she knew that there was a real danger of death in this supernatural world. As a player, she is also more vulnerable to goblin attacks than passerby NPCs.

Just as the noise was getting louder and louder, an old man walked in outside the door with his hands behind his back.

He looked quite old, with gray hair on his sideburns, but he was in good spirits and his eyes were shining. It's just that at this time, he seemed to be a little angry, his face was stiff, and he came over and glanced at the noisy students very happily: "I heard the noise from afar, what's going on with you freshmen, don't you know that noise is forbidden in the library?" Get me out like this again! ”

The freshmen, who were originally thinking about seeing ghost stories and couldn't care about whispering, were shocked by the old man's attitude and all took their voices. However, he still had the courage to say: "Old man, this is the case, is there a lot of misprints in this book?" A lot of us saw that ......."

"See what?" The old man was startled, his face sank suddenly, and he stared at them tightly and asked, "Did you suddenly turn some...... Not so good story, red printed pages? ”

The students looked at each other and nodded honestly.

The old man's eyes became heavier, his face was very ugly, and he stared at them for a while, similar to looking at the plague god, and opened his mouth to drive people away: "Hurry up, don't come to the library again." ”

The students were also frightened at this time, and when they saw the old man, they seemed to know where it would be so easy to leave, and they all pleaded for mercy one by one. Xiaoyun stood up, walked to the front, and asked with a very respectful attitude, "Old man, has something similar happened before?" We're all freshmen, and we don't know where we're breaking the rules, so I'd love to hear from you. ”

Her gaze was really sincere, and she seemed to be a little scared, and her voice trembled slightly, "Please." ”

The old man's brows tightened, looking at the group of young faces, and suddenly asked, "How many of you have seen those strange pages?" ”

One after another, people raised their hands.

"So many people ......," the old man muttered to himself, and suddenly said in a gloomy tone, "I tell you the truth, whoever sees those stories will encounter the things in the stories. ”

This sentence is even more terrifying than the ghost story just now.

Many of the students had a skeptical look on their faces...... But many more people have already believed this.

Even Zeng Bai subconsciously sat up a little straighter.

Yuan Yuxue looked at the old gentleman calmly, and her expression did not change at all...... Just now, the old man asked how many people saw the pages, and he didn't raise his hand to respond.

Xiaoyun's face was pale at this time, she bit her lip slightly, and suddenly asked, "Since you know these things, are there any people who have successfully escaped their doom?" ”

In fact, everyone knows that what she wants to ask is probably whether there is a way to solve the bad luck.

The old man opened his eyes slightly, and seemed to be a little unbearable and said, "I am also half of your teacher, and I don't want to sit idly by." But I really don't have much power, so I can only try to find someone to help you...... Well, everyone who sees those weird pages, leave me a phone number, and I'll look for you when there's a solution. ”

Chapter 44: Ghost School Survival Guide

The old gentleman, who seemed to be familiar with the inner workings of the library, walked over to a standing desk and pulled out a roster from which it looked like a student or teacher had borrowed a book, some years old, with yellowed paper and a slightly thicker one. Skillfully flipped to the blank space, and groped for a ballpoint pen, spread it out and placed it in front of the freshmen.

"Come one by one, don't rob. If you don't see the red page, but you're afraid that your anger will be low, you can also leave your name and contact information here. The old man said unhurriedly, glancing at the students, the corners of his lips turned up invisibly, looking a little inexplicably gloomy.

The freshmen had just seen the strange incident, and they had been intimidated again, and their psychological defenses were already shaky, and their faces were not good-looking. At this time, I saw an old gentleman like a "master", and I was willing to lend a hand to help them, I don't know how grateful I was, as if I regarded this old gentleman as the last straw and benefactor.

Also because of gratitude, although I was in a hurry to leave my name, I was still humble on the surface, and everyone lined up to let the students standing at the front leave their names first.

But Xiaoyun, who originally had a pleading look on her face and was very sincere, froze slightly at this time.

She hung her head and pondered, This old gentleman, what he just said—

"I'm half of your teacher, I don't want to sit idly by......"

Her eyes fell on the other party's light gray crane-patterned Tang shirt, and she was slightly stunned for a while.

Suddenly encountered a strange event, and her mood did suddenly fall into a bad state.

So when I saw a glimmer of hope, of course, I refused to let the clues slip through my hands. You must know that the dungeon will not set up a mortal game, maybe this old man is the only way to live!

Of course, she also remembered the school rules, knowing that she couldn't violate the rules, but she didn't think about the other party's identity as a "teacher" just now, she just thought it was a special NPC or a librarian or something, until the old man said that.

"All teachers will be dressed uniformly during class. Please ignore the words of the teacher in a non-fixed uniform."

This rule kept replaying in her mind, and even the warning of the male teacher began to fill her mind, Xiaoyun pursed her lips slightly, and sweat oozed from her forehead.

She looked at the spread out roster, as if it were a huge mouth of the abyss that was chosen to eat. It was unclear for a moment whether this was the only way to survive after the strange incident, or the bait that really dragged her into a deadly trap.

At this time, the choice in Xiaoyun's heart has gradually shifted. She quietly withdrew her hand, looking for an excuse, "I remember, the phone ...... a few days ago"

It's just that before the excuse was finished, the old man suddenly stuffed the ballpoint pen into her hand and urged: "Write quickly, you are not alone, I don't have much time to wait." ”

The other students were also anxious, none of them wanted to die as miserably as described in those ghost stories, and although they were still in line, they couldn't help but urge slightly.

Even Xiaoyun's roommate asked her why she was in a daze.

The sweat oozing from the girl's forehead could not be stopped, the blood was cold, and her hands trembled slightly. The pen stuck to her palm as if by some magic, and she couldn't throw it away.

…… What about writing the wrong name and contact information?

However, as soon as this thought was born, Xiaoyun's mind seemed to be split by a thunderbolt, and the pain was extremely great.

If she can't find out that something is wrong at this time, then she is too stupid.

Xiaoyun raised her head slightly with difficulty. The old gentleman, who had been kind to her eyes just now, and even called a fairy wind bone, was staring at her with an extremely strange and stiff smile. His face was pale, the gray color of a dead man's face, and his two pupils stared at her deadly, unable to let in a single light. The light gray Tang shirt has become a thin, faded white cloth...... It's like a paper coat cut out of white paper.

Or mourning clothes.

But at this point, no amount of anomalies can be found.

Xiaoyun's hand clenched her palm and struggled for the last time.

She didn't want to die.

She had to make it out of the dungeon alive......

At this moment, the person waiting next to her was already impatient.

Deng Shushu, a girl who has always seemed a little timid and introverted, at this time, she aroused extraordinary courage under fear and snatched the pen from Xiaoyun's hand.

"If you're not in a hurry, let's write first, okay." Although Deng Shushu was in a tone of discussion, she had already made a decision. Squeezed Xiaoyun to the side, pressed the ballpoint pen, and leaned over to leave her name on the roster.

Close call. The cold sweat on Xiaoyun's forehead rolled down, and the breath held in her chest slowly relaxed, but she couldn't relax for long at all, and her eyes fell on Deng Shushu again.

She can basically be sure that Deng Shushu is a player like her, but she should be a newcomer with little experience.

She hadn't noticed anything unusual about the "teacher" yet.

Do you want her to die for herself?

Xiaoyun's throat shook slightly, and she wanted to remind Deng Shushu to pay attention to the school rules - but that paragraph seemed to be stuck in her throat, and Xiaoyun could feel that the gloomy gaze of the old man in mourning clothes had fallen on her, some kind of silent threat.

will die.

If you say it, you will die.

She's already been targeted by ghosts, and she can't do anything more superfluous.

It's also that they didn't notice the anomaly themselves, and they were trapped in a trap by ghosts, who can blame them?

The two thoughts continued to impact and intertwine in the bottom of her heart, and Xiaoyun's face was even more ugly than before.

She was extremely afraid of the death threat brought by the ghost, but she hated her cowardice at the moment, especially the shock of seeing people die in place of her heart.

She stared at the scene in front of her with tears in her eyes, and the huge pressure almost crushed her spirit, and she wanted to speak, but her throat could not make a sound, and at this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from her sight.

A well-proportioned and slender hand suddenly snatched the ballpoint pen in Deng Shushu's hand, and took away the roster at once, closed it neatly, and made a "pop" sound of pages colliding.

This move was too strong, and it was caught off guard, and there was no room for people to react at all, not to mention Deng Shushu, who had just written two words and suddenly dragged out a crooked pen mark on the paper, did not react, and even the old man didn't have time to stop it, he was stunned for a moment, and then he glared angrily and looked at the person who grabbed the roster-

Yuan Yuxue hugged the roster between her arms, and didn't even glance at the old man. He half-hung his eyelashes, obviously a somewhat cold but obedient image of a good student, but he didn't do such a thing.

"This classmate." The old man's voice seemed slightly low, with a hint of anger threat, "Do you want to write first?" ”