"Terrible things, what terrible things?"

Ning Qiushui asked.

Liu Chun immediately came to the window, closed the window, closed the curtains again, and then walked to the door and locked the door.

When he had done that, he leaned his back against the door, his body still shaking.

"Those 'disobedient students' in the little dark room have come out......"

Ning Qiushui frowned when he heard this.

"What are they going to do?"

Liu Chun opened his mouth, but out of fear, he didn't say a word for a long time.

In the silent hallway, there was a sudden sound of footsteps, followed by a second, a third......

These footsteps were extremely chaotic, and each one seemed to step on a person's heart, making Ning Qiushui involuntarily start to beat faster.

Da Da Da –

Da Da Da –

Something came to the outside of the dormitory, and there was more than one.

Just hearing the sound of footsteps, Ning Qiushui could clearly feel a heartfelt sense of crisis.

Disobedient students locked up in a small dark room...... Came out?

What exactly is the situation with those students?

Is it dead, or is it a monster?

Ning Qiushui asked Liu Chun, but Liu Chun said that the place was frighteningly dark, there was no light at all, and he didn't know what was there.

All he knew was that the students who entered the small dark room ...... Very few can come out.

Xue Fan...... Xue Fan ......"

Outside the dormitory, a cold voice suddenly appeared, chanting a name.

Ning Qiushui recalled carefully, wasn't this name the trickster they had entered the Blood Gate this time?

What did he do?

Why is it being targeted?

When he came to the door, Ning Qiushui put his ear to the door and quietly listened to what was happening outside.

The messy footsteps in the corridor finally stopped about three meters to his right, and then there was a sharp knock on the door.

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

"Xue Fan ......"

The cold voice continued to chant his name, even if there was no response in the room.

Even after a room, Ning Qiushui could clearly hear that the sound was definitely not made by a human.

"How so...... Why is this happening......"

Liu Chun didn't seem to understand what the situation was.

He stared at Ning Qiushui with no master.

"It wasn't like that some time ago......"

"They just wander outside, they don't call us by name, they don't come to find people......"

Liu Chun's words aroused Ning Qiushui's vigilance.

I don't know if it's because of the entry of these tricksters, or because of the brewing of time, this situation in the middle of the night has intensified, and those "people" who came out of the small dark room before would only hang around outside, but now they are getting closer and closer to them, and even came directly to the door of their dormitory and began to knock!

Both stood in the doorway, quietly listening to the knock on the right.

It didn't take long for the "people" outside the door to seem bored and lose all patience.

"Chainsaw."

After the faint sound sounded, the sound of a chainsaw really came from outside the door, and with the sound that made the scalp tingle, the door was opened.

The people inside screamed.

"Ahhh

Something rushed out of the next door, and there was some fight with the "people" outside, but the fight was soon over, and a footstep fled towards the end of the hallway, stumbling but not slow.

Ning Qiushui quickly restored the situation next door in his mind according to the voice.

Xue Fan rushed out and temporarily stopped those things outside with the ghost weapon, but there was something wrong with the footsteps of his escape, it should have been injured, either on his body, seriously injured, or on his legs...... But in either case, it's not optimistic. ”

"It's impossible for the ghost weapon to stop these guys for long, tonight is their hunting time, Xue Fan is dead."

Soon after the thought came to his mind, the silent voice in the doorway became restless again, and a group of "people" ran out with it, and soon their footsteps disappeared......

Liu Chun, who was attached to the door, covered his mouth with both hands, preventing himself from making a sound, and his legs trembled weakly.

"Hey, do you have any impression of Xue Fan?"

Ning Qiushui glanced at Liu Chun.

The latter shook his head.

His mind was blank now, and even if he knew, he couldn't remember anything for the time being.

Ning Qiushui thought for a while, suddenly pressed his hand on the doorknob, slowly twisted it, and the door opened.

The cold wind outside seemed to blow into his bone marrow, Ning Qiushui shivered unconsciously, and then cautiously walked towards the dormitory next door.

The lock on the door had been completely broken by the chainsaw, and it was not much as he had guessed, there were obvious blood stains on the ground, and there were quite a few of them.

Xue Fan was injured.

After inspecting these, Ning Qiushui walked directly into the dormitory where Xue Fan was, and under the frightened gaze of another student in the room, he asked:

"Where's Xue Fan's schoolbag?"

The student most likely regarded Ning Qiushui as a "person" in the small black room, and trembled and threw Xue Fan's schoolbag to Ning Qiushui.

The latter opened and flipped it seriously.

Finally, I found a math paper.

And this math test paper is the one they tested today.

The score on it reads a bright red 92 in capital.

"92 points...... Is it because of the high score? ”

"What do those 'people' in the little dark room want to do?"

"Hunting students with good grades?"

"But the question is, isn't the little black house used by the academy to punish students with poor grades?"

In Ning Qiushui's mind, many speculations flashed by.

"Liu Chun said that the mutation in the little black house only started after Huang Tingting entered there, could it be that she did something?"

Things are getting more and more absurd.

Just as Ning Qiushui was thinking, the footsteps outside the door sounded again.

It's just that this time it's not the same as the footsteps at the beginning, this time the footsteps are very heavy and slow, and it doesn't sound like a young man, but like an old man in the twilight, struggling to move forward.

"Is it back again...... No, it's not them! ”

"Who is it this time?"