Mysterious recovery

"You scumbags, my classmates actually wanted to kill me. If that's the case, then don't think about it. If you die, I'll pull you back."

After he finished speaking, he no longer resisted, and his palm tightly grabbed the arms of the two classmates.

The terrifying pulling force behind them kept several people being dragged forward.

Fang Jing had already found out that something was wrong, and hurriedly backed away without letting Yang Jian catch it.

"No, no, let me go, Yang Jian, let me go."

"Please, I don't want to die, don't arrest me, you arrest others."

The two classmates who were caught were frightened and begged for mercy, crying.

Yang Jian thought that his death was imminent, but he was not so afraid. Feeling that he was surrounded by darkness, he said coldly: "Stop screaming, since you want to kill me, then I want you to die with me. Fang Jing, don't be complacent, if I die and become a ghost, I will definitely not let you go..."

"Bang~!"

With a loud bang, the pale arm retracted into the darkness, and the door to the toilet closed instantly.

In Yang Jian, two other classmates who framed him disappeared together.

The door was closed, and there was no movement.

Seeing this scene, Fang Jing just breathed a sigh of relief, and squeezed a smile on his frightened face.

Yang Jian, you are finally finished.

"Fang Jing, you, you really killed Yang Jian and the others..." Other people who saw this scene tremblingly said.

Fang Jing said with a grim face: "Shut up, the ghost would die without me coming out just now, what are you doing here, and if you want to survive, come with me, the three of them won't last long, once the ghost kills them, We will come out again, and we will be the ones who will die."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked up without saying a word.

"Fang Jing, why are you going back?"

"Continue to go down to a dead end. Who knows what else we will encounter. If we go back, we may meet Zhou Zheng. If he is not dead, we may be able to save us." Fang Jing said.

He was also extremely fearful.

Because the more people die in the ghost realm, the more terrifying it is, and there is really not much time to escape.

It was cold, dark, and accompanied by a tick, tick, dripping sound, as if the faucet was not tightly closed.

Yang Jian and two other classmates were brought into the toilet without a trace of light by the pale palm.

"Go out, get out of here."

Duan Peng and Zheng Fei broke free from Yang Jian, panicked and hurried along the wall, trying to open the door to escape.

The cold walls were mottled, with some potholes, giving off a rotten smell.

The toilet is so big. Under normal circumstances, you can touch the door to leave here with your eyes closed, but the two of them touched around, and there was only such a wall in front of them.

There is a wall on the left, and a wall on the right... An endless wall stands in front of them.

door, gone...

"The door, where is the door? Where is the door, it was still here just now, did you find it, Zheng Fei?" Duan Peng cried, his voice trembling.

"I don't have it here either." Zheng Fei said in a fearful tone.

They frantically touched the wall, not letting go an inch of their palms, trying to find the familiar toilet door.

But no matter how they touched, they could never find the door to leave here, only a mottled, cold wall.

In other words, there is no such door at all.

Just when they were looking for the door to leave, Yang Jian's situation was even worse.

Because he could feel the cold palm grabbing his shoulder, and from the beginning, only the shoulder had no feeling, and now he has lost one arm, and as time passed, the place where the feeling was lost became more and more Many... If it spreads to the whole body, Yang Jian can be sure that he will be a cold corpse.

Yang Jian was in a cold sweat, and he tried his best to break free.

It was useless, the place that was caught was as if it was nailed by a nail, and it didn't move at all.

I tried every means to try, but nothing worked.

"Am I going to die here?" There was only one thought in his mind at the moment.

In the end, maybe it's fate.

Instead, there was no fear in his heart. He just thought that he was going to die anyway, so he would call his family before he died and leave a last message.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Yang Jian's mouth, resisting the coldness and numbness in his body, he took out his mobile phone, and tried to call his family.

But when he turned on the phone, the screen flashed, and the screen displayed was the forum story he had read before.

The story goes straight to the last page.

There is an audio file on the forum.

Yang Jian was stunned when he saw the audio file, and suddenly thought of the sound of the old man standing outside the classroom knocking on the door.

"Wait, wait, if the old man really killed people by knocking on the door, then this sound should be useful not only for people, but also for ghosts. Zhou Zheng said that only ghosts can deal with ghosts."

When he thought of this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and there was some hope of living.

Without hesitation, Yang Jian could still move his other arm at the moment, and he clicked on the audio file.

"Boom, boom, boom~!"

The dull knock on the door sounded again, echoing in the darkness.

But something unexpected happened.

The pale palm that was holding Yang Jian's shoulder seemed to be scalded, quickly retracted, and disappeared into the darkness.

The cold, stiff feeling quickly dissipated from his body.

Chapter 7 Footsteps Behind

Yang Jian's body softened and almost fell to the ground. He gasped for breath, and then he felt the cold sweat on his forehead flowing down his cheeks and ticking.

Just now, it was like walking back and forth before the gate of hell closed.

"No, I can't stay in this place, I must, I must leave here as soon as possible..."

He was temporarily out of danger from the ghost's hands just now, and he didn't even have time to reminisce and sigh about what happened just now.

Hastily grabbed the phone, turned on the phone light, and stood up.

An unknown ghost lingers in the darkness of this place, and the longer it stays in this place, the faster it dies.

Walk forward in the dark.

Yang Jian's whole body was shaking slightly, and he didn't know whether it was due to excessive tension or inexplicable fear.

Not taking a few steps forward, as the darkness was dissipated by the light, he saw Duan Peng and Zheng Fei standing on a mottled and moldy wall frantically beating on the wall with a look of horror.

"Who, who?" Zheng Fei's voice trembled and turned back in horror.

He saw a dim light.

With a cold face, Yang Jian held the phone and said, "It's me, Yang Jian."

"Yang, Yang Jian? You are not dead?" Zheng Fei was a little more shocked than he was frightened.

"Do you want me to die as much as Fang Jing?" Yang Jian said.

Duan Peng was a little excited, he rushed over with a nervous and scared look, grabbed Yang Jian and shouted: "You, why did you drag me in, why?

However, Yang Jian punched him in the face and said angrily: "I have no grievances with you, don't you want to kill me too? The good things you did before now blame me, I said It’s a big deal to die together, and I still regret that I didn’t take that Fang Jing in at that time, I really should let him experience the feeling of being caught by a ghost just now.”

Duan Peng was punched on the ground, ignoring the pain, he just cried: "I, I don't want to die, I just want to live, it was Fang Jing who asked me to do this... If you don't do it, then everyone will come out." If you want to die, it’s better to kill you alone than to kill everyone.”

"So I should be the one who was sacrificed? It's ridiculous, why don't you sacrifice yourself when you are so great? You have to force others to sacrifice."

Yang Jiandao: "And you can go out if you sacrifice me? Don't forget that there is a ghost outside, and don't be naive, that Fang Jing has wanted to kill me from the beginning to the end, he must know something, otherwise It’s impossible to stare at me all the time, I will avenge this revenge today, if I can get out of here alive..."

But before he could finish speaking, Duan Peng suddenly trembled all over, with a look of astonishment on his face, and he looked back tremblingly.

Nothing could be seen in the thick darkness, but he felt an icy palm grab onto his wrist.

And there was an incomparably powerful force from that icy palm.

Duan Peng's figure was almost out of control, and he was dragged back.

"Help, save me, Yang Jian, save me..." Duan Peng screamed in horror.

Yang Jian froze in his heart, and inadvertently glanced away, he saw the pale palm on Duan Peng's wrist.

My heart jumped... There is no doubt that the ghost from before has returned.

Almost subconsciously, I picked up the phone and prepared to open the audio file, hoping to repeat the previous scene to scare the ghost away.

But as soon as he moved his hand, he stopped.

Duan Peng, is it really worth saving yourself?

No.

not worth it.

It was Fang Jing, Duan Peng, Zheng Fei and the others who would encounter such a situation.

Now that they are in danger, why should I save them?I didn't see them save me just now, I just wanted to find a way to escape, and even if I wanted to save me, how would I save him?This phone audio file can only scare the ghost away, it can't hurt him at all.

He is nothing but a fox and a tiger.

You want to live, don't I want to live?

Fang Jing was right, he was too naive before. He had heard Fang Jing want to harm him in the classroom, but he was still unprepared.

Absolutely not in the future.

Putting down the phone in his hand, Yang Jian took a step back, looking indifferently at the figure of Duan Peng who was constantly being pulled back by the darkness, no matter how he cried for help and screamed, he was indifferent.

In the end, he saw Duan Peng's figure disappear into the darkness with a look of fear, and at the same time the pale palm disappeared.

And the moment the darkness engulfed Duan Peng, even his cry for help disappeared.

Everything here quickly returned to calm, only a slight tick of falling water echoed, and it was very clear.

Yang Jian turned his head and took a deep breath. He tried his best to calm down the tension in his body and overcome the fear in his heart. Then, as if nothing had happened, he picked up his phone and started looking for a way out.

This ghost is still lingering here, so if he continues to stay, he can't guarantee that the ghost will not choose to attack him next time.

Fang Jing said before that people can temporarily hold back ghosts.

Before he was bumped in because he wanted to drag this ghost with his own life.

Since this is the case, then Duan Peng has been captured by the ghost, so there must be a certain time interval when the ghost appears next time.

If the analysis is correct, you will be safe until the next ghost attack.

I can only pray that way.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian immediately began to look for a way out of here.

"Yang Jian, where are you going? Take it, take me with you."

Zheng Fei hurriedly wanted to chase after him when he saw that he was leaving.

However, Yang Jian ignored him, just indifferently refused: "You can think of a way yourself, don't follow me, don't you expect me to take you out of here? You know that I came to this ghost place and it was all your fault. ."

After speaking, he stepped up and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

He didn't take revenge on the spot, it was already for the sake of his classmates. After that ghost killed Duan Peng, he would definitely come to him. Just let him wait here to die, and he could delay time for himself.

If the ghost attacks again, Zheng Fei will definitely be the first choice.

Zheng Fei was startled and hurriedly followed, but there was no Yang Jian around, there was only endless darkness.

"Yang, Yang Jian, where are you? Come out, I didn't mean it before, I'm sorry, I apologize to you..."

With a crying voice, he groped with his hands in the darkness, but found nothing.

Continue to walk around.

Zheng Fei soon found himself lost...

He couldn't find Yang Jian and wanted to turn back and go back to the wall where he was before, but he couldn't find the wall behind him.

It seems that it is no longer the familiar toilet, but an endless dark space.

Fear gradually came to his heart, drowning what little courage he had left.