purgatory artist

Chapter 316 Bloody Hand (adding more to the magical little arrow!)
Liu Ping walked to the window in three steps and two steps in parallel.

Looking around, it was a huge and unparalleled bronze pillar, which stood at the end of the sky, exuding a misty blue mist, making it impossible for people to see what was on the pillar.

"It actually appeared in the real world..."

Liu Ping murmured.

There was a burst of noise in the classroom.

"Liu Ping, how can you attack your classmates at will!"

A teacher scolded.

Liu Ping turned his head and said, "What happened just now, please ask the teacher to ask the students, and they will naturally know the truth."

The teachers looked at each other in blank dismay, all looking at Zhao Xiao and the boys who were trapped in the Frost Cage together.

The boys felt guilty and hesitated, unable to speak.

A teacher beckoned gently: "Come on, monitor, tell me, don't lie, don't hide, otherwise we will have a way to find out the truth."

The class monitor is a girl with a level of 45, a spiritual teacher who seems to be quite trusted by the teachers.

She was not afraid of Zhao Xiao, so she told everything that happened just now.

The teachers' eyes became complicated.

"Zhao Xiao, you go to the office and wait."

Several boys went out.

The homeroom teacher patted Liu Ping on the shoulder and said with a smile: "One person can defeat so many people by himself. It seems that he has a good understanding of spells."

Another teacher said: "Yes, if you have any problems in the future, just come to the teacher, don't be afraid."

The teachers stared at Liu Ping with fiery eyes, as if they were looking at a piece of gleaming gold.

"is teacher."

Liu Ping responded with a smile, trying to act like a good student.

He glanced back at the bronze pillars in the sky outside the window.

I don't know if it's an illusion or what, but I always feel that the bronze pillar seems to be approaching the direction of the school.

Do the pillars move?

Liu Ping felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.

Think about it carefully, but don't know where the chill came from.

Liu Ping answered a few more questions, and suddenly said: "Teacher, I have been ill for a long time and have been staying in a closed ward, so please explain to me—"

Looking at the towering and huge bronze pillar, he only felt that it was getting closer, pointed at the bronze pillar and said:

"Teacher, what's the situation?"

Several teachers cast their gazes out of the window, then looked back, and glanced at each other.

A teacher suddenly showed a dazed look,

He said, "Oh, that, that's the new martial arts platform that the school is building, and you will be able to use it soon."

The other teachers nodded in unison.

Another teacher said in a low voice: "It turned out that the place it was referring to was the Martial Arts Stage..."

Liu Ping's hand pointing out of the window froze.

Martial Arts Stage?
The place I clearly pointed to was the bronze pillar!

He looked out the window again.

The bronze pillar appeared outside the classroom window, only about seven or eight meters away from Liu Ping.

It is coming!
It actually came in front of me!
The bad feeling in Liu Ping's heart became more and more intense, and he couldn't help but turn around and say, "Teacher..."

The head teacher looked at him and said gently: "You seem to have something to hide, it doesn't matter, just say it, the teacher is your strong backing."

After finishing speaking, the teacher waved his hand lightly.

A magic barrier appeared, enveloping several teachers and Liu Ping.

The teacher in charge said again:

"Now, the other students can't hear you talking to us, so just say something."

Liu Ping couldn't help looking out the window again.

At some point, the bronze pillar was firmly attached to the window outside the classroom.

There were bursts of strange noises from the cloud-shrouded column.

Liu Ping broke out in a cold sweat, and looked at the teachers in front of him again——

They all looked at Liu Ping with concern on their faces, but turned a blind eye to the bronze pillar.

Suddenly, Liu Ping understood something.

They can't see it!
They couldn't see the bronze pillars! ! !

A hand suddenly stretched out from the misty pillar.

This hand showed a strange dead gray color, and the fingers were covered with blood, dripping down continuously.

The bloody handprint was on the window, and with a slight movement, it passed through the window and flew in.

Its length exceeds five meters, and the deeper part is hidden on the bronze pillar shrouded in mist. It is impossible to see who has such a terrifying hand.

Liu Ping endured and endured, and finally forcibly controlled his desire to draw a knife.

He looked at the teachers, only to see that the teachers turned a blind eye to the long bloody hand.

Sure enough, I can't see it.

At this moment, Liu Ping suddenly remembered another thing.

When I arrived in the real world for the first time, the existence attached to the teacher wearing glasses once said a word:

"They come too fast because I'm not very good at tricking them—"

acting.

deceive.

— can't be found by them!

Liu Ping forced himself to smile, and said, "Actually, it's because there is no one in my family, so I have some financial difficulties. I want to ask if the school has any work-study jobs."

"Oh, that's it." The teachers suddenly realized.

No wonder he looked hesitant to speak.

Also, for a 15-year-old boy, it would be somewhat embarrassing to initiate such a topic.

"No problem, I'll ask you later." The head teacher said.

A cold laughter came from the misty mist.

The bloody hand rested on the head teacher's shoulder and gently touched his face.

The head teacher's face was immediately covered with blood.

However, he didn't know anything, he just touched Liu Ping's head with some emotion and said:
"There are not only work-study programs, but also poverty subsidies. I can also ask for you."

At this time, the school bell rang.

Several teachers left the classroom.

Liu Ping regained his composure, sat down in his seat, took out a textbook on the science and technology side, and read it slowly.

The bloody hand moved slowly on the wall, dragging out a long bloodstain.

It wandered around the classroom, seemingly looking for something.

Liu Ping concentrated on his textbook.

After the teacher came, he listened carefully.

— as if nothing happened.

The bloody hand fluttered back and forth, sometimes stretching out in front of a certain student fiercely, turning into a sharp blood bone claw, trying to pierce the other's head; sometimes it covered a certain student's mouth, or made various kind of strange behavior.

It's a pity that no one can see it except Liu Ping.

After searching for a while, it finally came to Liu Ping, and gently wiped the blood on Liu Ping's face.

Liu Ping could completely feel the cold touch, smell the stench of rotting blood, and his heart was full of warnings of death.

——But he always listened attentively, and occasionally took some notes.

Time has become extremely long.

After a few minutes.

The bloody hand finally slipped over his neck and patted the back of a classmate in front of him.

The classmate didn't notice.

The bloody hand slid forward and patted the students in the third row on the back.

— still unnoticed.

The bloody hand slid forward like a snake, slapping the students on the back one by one.

suddenly.

When a student was being photographed, he turned his head inexplicably and glanced at the classmates behind him.

"What are you doing?" he whispered.

"What? I didn't call you?" the classmate behind said inexplicably.

"You didn't call me, so why did you shoot me?" The student glared at the other party, then turned his head resentfully.

The bloody hand stopped suddenly.

I saw it spread its bloody five fingers, and lightly lifted the back of the student's neck——

A vague human-shaped phantom was lifted out by it.

As soon as the figure appeared, he didn't seem to be able to react at first. He looked around and even gave a slight shout.

—no one can hear.

Only then did the figure realize that he was held in midair by a strange long hand.

The figure struggled hastily.

But it didn't work.

The bloody hand tightly grasped the figure, and quickly retracted to the misty bronze pillar.

Time passed slowly.

The school bell rang.

An extremely long class ended, the teacher picked up the handout and left.

The bronze columns outside the window stood still.

Liu Ping looked down at the homework assigned by the teacher, and began to write.

The other students started talking, eating, and walking around.

The student whose blurry shadow was caught by bloody hands sat on the seat, staring blankly at the blackboard, his body motionless.

Liu Ping put his homework on the table, and said to his deskmate, "How long is the recess?"

"10 minutes." A girl at the same table smiled at him.

"Okay, it looks like we can go for a walk." Liu Ping said.

"I can show you around the campus after the physical education class." The deskmate said shyly.

"Then thank you in advance." Liu Ping said.

He was about to get up and leave the classroom when he suddenly saw the class monitor shouting at the classroom door: "Liu Ping, the teacher asked you to go."

Liu Ping asked, "What's the matter?"

"It seems to be a work-study program." The squad leader said.

"Okay, I'll come."

Liu Ping got up and walked out of the classroom, walking along the long corridor towards the teacher's office.

didn't go very far.

Suddenly, a scream full of fear came from the classroom behind.

(End of this chapter)