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Boom, boom, boom.
The dull, weird knock on the door still sounded at a fixed frequency, like a well-adjusted alarm clock.
The door of the classroom was not locked, or even tied, it was just closed casually, and it could be easily pushed open with a little force.
But what was creepy was that the old man in a black gown covered in corpse spots did not open the door, but stood stiffly outside the door and knocked on the door, showing no intention of coming in.
But although the old man didn't come in, the darkness as thick as ink outside the corridor struck quickly.
Unimaginably great changes began to take place in the entire classroom.
The brand-new wall became mottled and moldy, and the wall skin continued to fall off, turning into an uneven wall surface, and black and green mold grew on the pitted wall surface, exuding a cold, damp and gloomy The books on the seats quickly turned yellow and then rotted, and even the cement on the ground began to be quickly weathered, revealing rusty steel bars, and some places even began to collapse.
It seems that decades of time have passed here in a flash, and it has been devastated by the years.
However, the lights in the classroom are still trying their best to fight against this darkness. The bright white light is like a candle in the wind, emitting the last dim light, as if it will be extinguished at any time.
Fear appeared on the faces of every student, some screamed, some called for help, and some trembled
The only one who was calm was Zhou Zheng on the podium.
He remained motionless, looking around, paying attention to any movement around him.
Dangerous level ghosts can still have a ghost domain This is not something he can deal with.
What he has to do is to do everything possible to find a way out, let these students leave here alive, even if it is only a small part of them.
"Zhou Zheng, look."
At this time, Fang Jing suddenly yelled, his face was extremely ugly, and he pointed at a few classmates on the desks in the classroom.
I didn't notice it before, but now I realized that there were several students lying motionless on the table, their eyes and mouths were wide open, their faces were ashen, and there was a putrid smell of corpses all over their bodies, as if they had died several times. It's like God.
"Boom, boom, boom." The knock on the door sounded again.
At this time, the living male student who was standing in the crowd just now trembled all of a sudden, and then fell to the ground stiffly.
"Li Ming, what's wrong with you?"
Someone wanted to lift him up, but when he touched his body, that person screamed and stepped back frantically.
It was cold and stiff, like a corpse.
Like the previous classmates, Li Ming opened his eyes and mouth wide, with a dead face and no energy His body gradually began to emit a rotten smell.
Dead, dead.
And more than one died, at least six or seven students were lying on the table motionless with such ashen faces.
"How did this happen, how did this happen, who will save us?"
A female classmate was so frightened that she slumped on the ground and cried.
"It was fine before, why did it suddenly, suddenly die?" Someone said in a trembling voice.
Fang Jing's face turned livid: "What are you barking about, there is a ghost outside the door, we may die anyway, you will soon know how terrifying a ghost that can create a ghost realm is."
The others looked at him in horror, one by one like prey in a cage, full of fear, trembling in awe.
"Zhou Zheng, haven't you figured out a way yet? If we don't figure it out, we're all going to die here." Fang Jing said angrily again.
He was also trembling in his heart, because everyone in the ghost domain might die, including him.
"Whispering, if you can't wait, run away by yourself, don't count on me."
Zhou Zheng also looked anxious, he didn't dare to act rashly.
"Running around in the ghost domain kills faster, do you think I don't know anything?" Fang Jing said.
"Since you know, just stand there and be honest. If you really want to die, you think you will die. Everyone is the same. Don't think that you are special because you know something. Everyone is equal in front of ghosts." Zhou Zhengdao .
"Oh shit."
Fang Jing couldn't help but cursed.
Yang Jian's hands and feet were also cold at the moment, he forced himself to calm down, because this time he was not joking, but had reallyPeople are dead, not just one If it continues, there are likely to be many more dead.
But when he inadvertently saw the blackboard that was about to fall off the wall, he froze for a moment.
His eyes stayed on the three sentences written by Zhou Zheng before, especially the last sentence: insight into the law of ghosts.
"Zhou Zheng didn't dare to act rashly because he was also observing the old man outside the door, looking for his rules. Only when he found out the rules would he dare to act. Think about it, think about it, what kind of rules does this old man have ?¡¡±
His mind started to spin crazily,
Think back to everything recorded in that story in the forum, and then think about what happened in front of you.
There must be something in common, there must be similarities.
The netizen named Raiden Dharma King was at home. The door of his house was closed at that time. The old man stood outside the door and knockedthen came in, then came to the door of the room, knocked again, and then came in again up.
At this moment, the ghost appeared outside the hallway, also knocking on the doorbut it hasn't come in yet.
Why did the old man come in at that netizen's house, but not here?
Same situation, same thing, what makes the difference.
Is there not enough time?
So what is not enough time.
Could it be that there is not enough time to knock on the door?
Perhaps this is the key here.
Fight.
Suddenly, Yang Jian plucked up his courage and shouted, "Zhou Zheng, it's a knock on the door."
"knocking?"
Zhou Zheng focused his gaze on the student who suddenly spoke up: "How should I say it?"
Yang Jian held back his fear and said: "Although it's just a guess, I think this thing is killing people by knocking on the door. Maybe the old man is timing, maybe it's something else, but it must be related to knocking on the door. If it can be stopped It might be useful if that thing knocks on the door"
Knock on the door to kill.
If this is the case, then this ghost is too scary.
"This guy's potential is starting to show so quickly"
Fang Jing looked at him very unkindly, and clenched his fist tightly: "We must not let him leave this school alive."
"Trust me once."
Zhou Zheng withdrew his gaze solemnly, he had no choice.
If no action is taken, everyone here will die.
Immediately, Zhou Zheng moved, and he rushed out like a raging beast. His strange body with a thin top and a fat bottom possessed explosive power that ordinary people could not match.
"Bang~!"
With a loud bang, he slammed the door of the classroom open abruptly, and at the same time, the old man outside the classroom who was wearing a black long gown with a dead face and covered in corpse spots.
The old man knocked down and fell to the ground, but no one dared to help him.
His body presents a strange posture, like a stiff puppet swinging its hands and feet at will, without the toughness and softness that a living person should have.
Ghosts cannot be killed.
Of course Zhou Zheng will not forget what he wrote down.
Even if the old man is crushed to a pulp and burned to ashes, he will still not die, and will continue to appear in an unimaginable way.
Only ghosts can deal with ghosts.
Zhou Zhengyi gritted his teeth, turned around and shouted: "You guys see the timing, escape as soon as you have a chance, I will hold this thing back."
After finishing speaking, his bulging stomach squirmed strangely under his large windbreaker.
A hand, to be precise, the outline of a hand, stretched out from under a layer of skin. This hand was gray-blue, with sharp nails, as if it was about to tear the layer of belly and stick out from it.
However, the belly covering the hand was very resilient and was not torn, and what was frightening was that the hand stretched out by more than two meters.
Is this still a human hand?
Just like this, the gray-blue strange hand grabbed the old man on the ground.
"Zi Zi~!" The sound of the flickering light tube sounded.
In an instant, the darkness that shrouded the classroom disappeared, and the bright lights appeared again. Although the walls were still mottled and the ground was still about to collapse, it seemed that the disaster had been stopped.
"It works." Zhou Zheng was slightly relieved.
But then his eyes suddenly widened, and his thin, almost skinny face was shrouded in fear.
The old man who fell on the ground stood up slowly at this moment, his dead gray eyes turned slightly, as if looking at Zhou Zheng.
"Impossible, you can still move under my restrictions?" Zhou Zheng's face changed drastically, and he immediately turned around and shouted; "Go, go, get out of here before Huangquan appears, and I will stay here to hold this thing back."
This ghost is definitely not just a dangerous level.
A cold sweat broke out in his heart. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)p; "Impossible, you can still move under my restraint?" Zhou Zheng's face changed drastically, and he immediately turned around and shouted; "Go, go, get out of here before Huangquan appears, I'll stay here to hold this thing back."
This ghost is definitely not just a dangerous level.
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