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Liu Xiuxiu shook her head.

Liang Wan frowned and said, "The infected body is not so evil."

I always feel that there is a familiar atmosphere from just now.

Xia Ren looked around the classroom, then followed his memory to the seat where Xu Qiang used to sit, and casually opened a textbook on the table. What was printed inside was not normal text, and suspicious black-brown dirt was smeared all over the place. It filled the entire page, as if made of blood, skin fragments, and hair.

He threw the book back in disgust, picked up another one, opened it and it was still the same.

Just as the three of them were focusing all their attention on the classroom, a person suddenly walked in from outside the door.

This is a tall boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing the uniform of Liming Middle School and wearing a pair of glasses. He looks rather shy.

As soon as he entered the classroom, he saw Xia Ren and the others, and he was stunned.

"Sorry, I went to the wrong shift."

With an embarrassed smile on his face, the young man nodded at them and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute!"

Liang Wan wanted to stop him and chased him out of the classroom, but she couldn't see him in the corridor.

Liu Xiuxiu also chased after him, and said hesitantly, "That person looks familiar."

"Su Mingyi, a student in class three, committed suicide five days ago. It's normal for him to be familiar, because we have seen his photo in the file of the victim of the hanging rope."

Xia Ren walked out of the classroom and looked out at the dead campus from the second floor with a solemn expression.

"Don't you find it strange? If this is an illusion created by Xu Qiang, why hasn't there been any danger that could threaten our lives so far?"

Liang Wan looked into his eyes: "What do you want to say?"

"I have an idea, but I'm not sure yet. We need to go to the library."

Without further ado, the three of them wanted to get rid of the current situation as soon as possible, so although there were still many doubts that had not been clarified, they could only let go now.

Especially Xia Ren, ever since he noticed something was wrong, he has been feeling restless in his heart.

Although today's update has been released regularly, but tomorrow's has not yet started writing, he has not saved the manuscript, in case the update is interrupted, the task cannot be completed, it is a trivial matter, the main trouble is the chaser, the other party can really kill him of.

The three of them came to the library of Liming Middle School. This is a two-storey building, which looks full of book fragrance during the day, but in such a dark night, this huge and cold building can only bring people heavy depression. .

Xia Ren didn't stop, and went straight to the bookshelf.

Sure enough, just as he expected, none of the books had their own names on the side covers, and all of them had two words: Books.

Liang Wan opened one of them, and it was a blank page.

"There's no writing on it."

Xia Ren sighed, and said, "You don't need to read anything else, the books in the whole library are probably the same."

Liu Xiuxiu asked, "Why are you so sure?"

From entering the teaching building just now, everything that happened was beyond the understanding of the two investigators, Liang Wan and Liu Xiuxiu.

They deal with the weird, yes, but not the paranormal.

Xia Ren had a strange expression on his face, and said slowly, "Because, now, Liming Middle School is a ghost school."

Liu Xiuxiu opened her eyes wide: "Ghost school?"

"impossible."

Liang Wan flatly vetoed it: "Don't tell me, you want to say that the people we met before were all ghosts."

"that is the truth."

Xia Ren shrugged helplessly: "Do you still remember the flame we saw in the teaching building?"

Liang Wan said impatiently: "How can you not remember what happened just now?"

Xia Ren took out half of the school uniform skirt from his trouser pocket, and said: "I felt familiar at the time, and now I have finally confirmed it. This is a ghost story I imagined based on the news that the students of Liming Middle School accidentally suspected when I was in school. Show Son, do you know what my profession is?"

"Occupation?" Liu Xiuxiu raised her head and recalled, "You mean, writing?"

"Yes."

Xia Ren picked up a book from the nearby bookshelf, closed his eyes, and made an expression of thinking hard. After a few seconds, he opened his eyes, and the book in his hand already had text, and the cover showed that it was "Circumstances" Pollution" four characters.

"Look, my book is published."

Both Liang Wan and Liu Xiuxiu looked confused.

After making a joke that few people understand, Xia Ren continued: "Before July this year, I was writing supernatural things, whether it was the footsteps that Xiuer heard, or the half-burnt blood-stained school skirt. , and the empty classroom are all the materials I have conceived.

In other words, this school is not Xu Qiang's illusion, but a dream. "

"Dream?" Liu Xiuxiu repeated with a half-knowledge.

"Correct."

Xia Ren nodded, his eyes flashed, and he seemed a little excited: "Xu Qiang is not the leader of everything we have encountered so far. If I expected correctly, he just dragged us into a dream, and everything in the dream is controlled by him." We lead ourselves, and the phrase "confess in endless nightmares" refers to what we fear."

"In other words, he wants us to create something terrible to drive us to death?"

Liang Wan is worthy of being an A-level investigator. Apart from Lu Chi, her brain is relatively active. Once she points it out, she will think of many aspects on the spot.

"If we can't discover this as soon as possible, we will always think that these are Xu Qiang's illusions. The deeper the fear, the stronger the imaginary enemy, until we imagine an unstoppable enemy..."

Realizing this, both of them couldn't help feeling scared, knowing that any of the things they had seen in the eighteen hells of the foundation headquarters could kill them easily.

"But."

Liu Xiuxiu was puzzled: "If you die in a dream, will you really die?"

"maybe."

Xia Ren is also not sure about this: "The girl who came in with us can't be unconscious no matter what, but she can feel pain. This point should be figured out with the outside world. If we die in a dream, the outsiders will also judge for death."

"and many more."

Liu Xiuxiu noticed a problem: "What did you mean just now, that you know that girl is not a fake?"

Xia Ren nodded: "If it's fake, I won't keep her."

"No, no, no."