Chapter 17: The Curse of the Devil

The eyes of the others stayed on Yang Jian.

Seeing that he dialed the phone, the phone rang in the school, and everyone thought it was strange, and before they could ask, they saw him hurriedly hang up the phone, and he looked frightened.

"Yang Jian, how. What's going on. ”

Zhang Wei saw Yang Jian being scared like this, and his whole body trembled, "Don't scare me, we are all counting on you, I have no bottom in my heart when you make it like this, please smile Okay, show the kind of knowing smile when watching movies, so that I can have a little confidence." ”

Yang Jian's calmness, as well as leading everyone out of the ghost domain, gave everyone the confidence to live.

His face at this moment made everyone panic at once.

Yang Jian's face changed, his face was extremely ugly, and before he could speak, suddenly, Zhou Zheng's satellite positioning mobile phone in his hand was dialed, and the ringtone of Didi, Didi.

He glanced at it, and his eyes shrank suddenly.

Caller ID: 138.......

It's the mobile phone number that the Thunderbolt King left in the forum.

He called back.

"Sure enough....... It's a trap, a very scary trap. Yang Jian gritted his teeth, unable to tell whether it was anger or fear.

Drip, drip.

The phone kept ringing, but he didn't choose to connect.

Because he knew that the person who made the call could never be a living person, and God knows what would happen when he got it.

Fortunately, the phone's settings still worked, and the ringtone didn't ring all the time.

After a long period of unconnection, the phone hung up after a while.

And his cell phone never came back again.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding......"

"I love you and love you like a mouse loves rice......"

"The cool moonlight is a ......river for you"

However, the mobile phones of other students rang one after another, and various mobile phone ringtones echoed.

Everyone took out their mobile phones and saw that the caller ID was all 138......

"Yang, Yang, look. ”

Wang Shanshan, Miao Xiaoshan, and Zhao Lei and others showed him the caller ID number with their mobile phones, and their eyes showed fear.

"Don't. Yang Jian said with a very solemn face.

The others nodded, and they all knew in their hearts that this call was very strange and really should not be answered.

Zhang Wei didn't have a mobile phone, his mobile phone had been lent to Yang Jian before, and at this moment he looked at the screen of these people's mobile phones and shuddered, "He, damn it, is all a caller ID...... This 138 mobile phone is so good, dialing more than a dozen calls in one go, haunted. ”

"I'm not the 138 number, I'm showing Mr. Wang's mobile phone number. A classmate named Qian Wanhao subconsciously connected the call.

"Qian Wanhao, are you crazy or are you pumping your brain?" Zhao Lei next to him almost yelled in fright: "I said don't answer the phone." ”

"Nervous what, I'm Teacher Wang's phone. Qian Wanhao said: "Maybe Mr. Wang is here to save us." ”

"Hang up. ”

Yang Jian also shrank his eyes, and hurriedly rushed over, wanting to snatch the phone and hang up the phone.

Teacher Wang called?

This is even more terrifying, you must know that Mr. Wang is the first person to disappear into the ghost domain, and now that everyone else is dead, how can he still be alive.

Really.

Qian Wanhao's mobile phone only came from the sound of snorting electricity, and Mr. Wang did not speak.

However, then the voice that made Yang Jian feel frightened sounded.

"Knock, knock......" came from the other end of the phone.

The sound was exactly the same as it had been outside the classroom.

It's heavy, oppressive, and breathless.

At this time, Qian Wanhao realized the seriousness of the matter, his face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly threw away his mobile phone with a shake of his hand.

The phone fell to the ground and the screen was shattered, but the phone was still connected and did not hang up.

"Knock, knock......" A strange knock came from inside the earpiece again.

"Knock, knock. ”

Yang Jian rushed over at this moment, and picked up Qian Wanhao's mobile phone as quickly as possible.

"Qian Wanhao, you pen, you can die if you want to, don't kill us. ”

Zhao Lei grabbed his shirt and yelled at him, but the anger couldn't hide the fear in his eyes, although he didn't know what would happen after the phone was connected, but it was certain that it would definitely not be a good thing.

"Damn, I'm not afraid of god-like enemies, I'm afraid of pig-like teammates, this sentence is really right, there are always a few mentally handicapped people who bravely stand up and die with their lives at critical moments, not only to kill themselves, but also to kill others, Qian Wanhao, you are so great, you fucking moved me to want to kill, I have not been as good as you in so many classes in nine years. ”

Zhang Wei said: "Is the old man outside the classroom your own grandfather? You love him so much, why don't you tell your grandfather and let your grandfather let us go?"

"I, I really didn't mean to, the name on it was clearly from the teacher, and if it was someone else's call, I would definitely not answer it. Qian Wanhao cried like a child and wiped his tears.

"The teacher will answer the phone, the teacher told you to die, why don't you die. Zhao Lei was so angry that he wanted to hit him at the moment.

"That's enough, calm down, now is not the time to talk about this, there is something wrong with me in this matter, I should have warned you before. Yang Jian came over and said, "And quarrel, can you survive the infighting? ”

The crowd fell silent.

"Yang Jian, what will happen after you answer the phone just now?" Miao Xiaoshan asked nervously.

Yang Jian said: "What else can I do, soon Qian Wanhao and your grandfather will come to chat with us." ”

"What?"

Everyone's eyes widened and they were terrified.

Yes, that old man will definitely come here.

The knock on the phone has a terrifying function, that is, it can attract the old man.

As for what the outcome will be, it is obvious.

And......

Yang Jian squeezed the mobile phone in his hand and remembered the post of the Thunderbolt King in that forum.

"Trap, the whole story in the forum is a trap, the thunderbolt king was at home when he met the old man knocking on the door, from the previous situation in the classroom, the old man knocked on the first door, someone was already dead...... Moreover, there are two doors in the house of the Lord of Thunder and Lightning, the first is the main gate, and the second is the door. ”

"That is to say, the Thunderbolt King is alone at home, and he was already dead when he was knocked on the first door, and the story of the later forum cannot be sent by him, and the mobile phone number and audio files left behind are not made by him, but there is only one thing that will do such a thing. ”

"Ghost~!"

Yang Jian exhaled deeply.

That's right

The story at the front of the post is that of the Thunderbolt King, who is a living person posting, but at the end of the post he is already dead, and the next person to post is ...... Ghost.

To prove this conjecture, he opened the forum story again, and then flipped to the end.

Really.

His conjecture was not wrong, there were many typos in the last few replies to the forum story, which was completely different from the previous post of the Thunderbolt King, and there was also a half-hour interval between the postings.

This...... It's a curse spread by an evil spirit.

Anyone who hears a knock on the door will be approached by this old man.

In this way, it is possible to verify everything that happened before.

"On the Internet, when you hear a knock on the door on your mobile phone, you will be approached by the old man, as if you have been marked with an invisible coordinate..... But why didn't the old man show up when I opened the audio file in the toilet earlier?"

Yang Jian's face was sweating profusely, and he was thinking.

Try to find out the rules of this old man's actions, as well as the method of killing.

In order to live.