Mysterious recovery

"Using the power of ghosts in your current state is very dangerous. At that time, there may not be only one ghost in your place, but two. I suggest you retreat. Although your limit is approaching, even if you fight hard If you lose your life, you may not be able to save even one person, and the ghosts that can create ghost domains can even be defined as disaster-level." The voice on the other side of the phone said immediately.

Zhou Zhengdao: "There's no time. I'm less than five meters away from that thing. It's just outside the door of the classroom. It might even be staring at me. I'll keep the communication going. If it's disconnected, it means I'm dead. Please also pass on the suicide note to my parents for me, and that’s it, I’m going to take action.”

"Boom. Boom."

Dull, depressing knocks still sounded outside, one long, two short, and kept knocking on the classroom door with a fixed knocking frequency.

"Ms. Wang, someone is knocking on the door." A student who didn't know the situation shouted.

Teacher Wang was a little hesitant, but Zhou Zheng seemed to have a serious problem, but he couldn't help being curious, so he opened the back door of the classroom and went out to see who was knocking on the door.

"Don't go out." Zhou Zheng shouted hastily.

But it was too late when he spoke, Teacher Wang had already walked out, but the strange thing was that Teacher Wang just opened the door and went out, as if there was no trace in the blink of an eye.

Yes, gone.

It was pitch black outside the classroom door, and the thick darkness seemed to be able to engulf any ray of light. After Teacher Wang walked out, there was no more movement, not even a sound, as if the whole person had disappeared out of thin air.

And as the classroom door opened, the darkness outside quickly penetrated in like a thick black mist, constantly eroding the space in the classroom.

At this moment, even the most nervous student felt something was wrong.

Everyone's eyes widened showing fear, and some female students screamed in fright, left their positions and kept backing away.

Really haunted?

Chapter 4 The Horror Knocker

Boom, boom, boom.

The dull, eerie knock on the door still sounded at a fixed frequency, like a well-tuned 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 even though the old man didn't come in, the darkness as thick as ink outside the corridor struck quickly.

Unimaginable 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 weathered quickly, exposing the rusty steel bars, and some places even began to collapse.

It seems that decades of time have passed here in an instant, and it has been devastated by the years.

However, the lights in the classroom are still struggling 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 calm person was Zhou Zheng on the podium.

He remained motionless, looking around, paying attention to any movement around him.

Dangerous level ghosts can still have ghost domains... This is not something he can deal with.

What he has to do is to try his best 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 suddenly trembled, 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.

Cold, stiff, like a corpse.

Li Ming's eyes and mouth were wide open like those of the previous classmates, his face was ashen, and he was not in the least bit of 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 ashen faces.

"How did this happen, how did this happen, who will save us?"

A female classmate was so frightened that she sat 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 the 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? We're going to die here if we don't." Fang Jing said angrily again.

He was also trembling in his heart, because everyone in the ghost domain might die, including him.

"Long-winded, 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 at this time he was not joking, but was really dead, not just one... If it continues, there may be many more dead.

But when he accidentally saw the blackboard that was about to fall off the wall, he froze for a moment.

His gaze stayed on the three sentences written by Zhou Zheng before, especially the last sentence: insight into the laws 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. He dared to act only after finding out the rules. Think about it, think about it, what kind of rules does this old man have... "

His mind started to spin wildly.

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 Dharma King Thunder was at home. The door of his house was closed at that time. The old man stood outside the door and knocked...then came in, then came to the door of the room, knocked again, and then came in again.

At this moment, the ghost appeared outside the corridor and was also knocking on the door...but it hadn'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 lack of time.

Could it be that there was not enough time to knock on the door?

Maybe that's 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 is only a guess, I think this thing is killing people by knocking on the door. Maybe the old man is timing it, maybe it is something else, but it must be related to knocking on the door. If it can be stopped If that thing knocks on the door, it might be useful..."

Knock 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 unkindly, and clenched his fist tightly: "We must not let him leave this school alive."

"Trust you once."

Zhou Zheng withdrew his gaze solemnly, he had no choice.

If you don't act, 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 had explosive power that ordinary people couldn't match.

"Bang~!"

With a loud bang, he slammed the door of the classroom open. At the same time, he also knocked open the old man outside the classroom who was wearing a black long gown with a dead face and body spots all over his body.

The old man knocked down and fell to the ground, but no one dared to help him.

His body was in a weird 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 himself will not forget what he wrote down.

Even if the old man is crushed into a pulp and burned to ashes, he still won't 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 look for the right time, and escape as soon as you have a chance, I will hold this thing back."

After finishing speaking, his bulging stomach wriggled 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 inside.

But the belly that wrapped the hand was very resilient, and it was not torn, and what was frightening was that the hand stretched out by more than two meters.

Is this still a human hand?

In this way, the strange grey-blue hand grabbed the old man on the ground.

"Zizi~!" 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 breathed a sigh of relief.

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, and seemed to look at Zhou Zheng.

"Impossible, you can still move when I'm restricted?" Zhou Zheng's expression changed drastically, and he immediately turned around and shouted: "Go, hurry up, 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.

Cold sweat broke out in his heart.

Chapter 5 Lost

Zhou Zheng's roar woke everyone in the classroom.

Although they were all frightened by this sudden change, survival is the instinct of every creature.

"Follow me if you want to live."

Fang Jing roared first, and then rushed out at an extremely fast speed, heading straight for the back door of the classroom.

The floor they were on was on the fifth floor. If they wanted to leave the school, they had to go downstairs first. If it was on the second floor or the first floor, I believe he would jump through the window without hesitation.

But jumping off the fifth floor would be no different from suicide.

Fang Jing's escaping action was highly mobilizing, and the others reacted and rushed out of the classroom with him almost instinctively.

Yang Jian did not hesitate and left here immediately.

He had a hunch that Zhou Zheng couldn't seem to drag the old man for too long.

"Boom..."

The previously weathered ground collapsed immediately because more people stepped on it, and several students fell directly.

"Zhang Wei, Miao Xiaoshan."

Yang Jian was startled and hurriedly avoided the collapsed place.

"Bah, I'm fine, goddamn it, some beast pushed me just now, and I'm going to sue him for murder." Zhang Wei stroked his buttocks and inhaled in pain.