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Her breathing was long and steady, but she was always capturing every subtle sound around her.

And judging from their breathing rhythm, Lu Jing and the other two were not asleep either. They were all immersed in their own thoughts and alertness.

Time passed quietly, and soon it was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. In the silence, a sudden sound of footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, breaking the silence of the night.

Xiao Jin's eyes opened instantly, and he whispered in his heart: "Here it comes."

Then, there was a steady knock on the door, which sounded particularly clear in the quiet night, but it was not directed at the room they were in.

The four of them pricked up their ears involuntarily, and Han Chuan nervously tucked the corners of his quilt tightly, as if this could give him a little more sense of security.

However, the knock on the door received no response. After a moment, the person knocking seemed to give up and turned around to knock on another dormitory.

The sudden sound was like a sudden thunder in the night, jumping from the end of the corridor all the way to the door of Xiao Jin's dormitory.

Inside the house, the light was dim and the air was filled with an indescribable feeling of depression and tension. Wu Tianjin and Han Chuan's faces looked even paler in the dim light, with fear and anxiety flashing in their eyes.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

Finally, after this suffocating wait, there was a knock on the door, accompanied by a strange voice that penetrated the crack of the door and reached everyone's ears clearly: "Excuse me, can I come in?"

The voice did not carry the slightest emotion, but it was like a gust of chilly wind in the cold wind, causing the temperature in the room to drop by several degrees in an instant.

Wu Tianjin and his companions gasped at almost the same time, their eyes filled with shock.

Why is this happening?

They had always paid attention to the previous knocks on the door, but no matter whose door it was, the person outside never spoke. Why did something go wrong when it came to them?

Xiao Jin sat on the bedside, her brows furrowed, her ears trying to catch every subtle movement around her. She tried to use her senses to reach outside the door, but apart from that strange silence, she couldn't even feel a breath.

The air in the room seemed to freeze, and every second seemed unusually long.

After the person knocking on the door said that, he fell silent again. There was no sound of footsteps leaving the door, nor any further movements or words.

In such an atmosphere, time seemed to be infinitely stretched. Just one hour passed, and Han Chuan felt a little hot. It was not winter yet, but he had been lying under the quilt for so long that a thin layer of sweat appeared all over his body.

Because a long time had passed and there was still no sound outside, Han Chuan thought the abnormality had passed. He sat up and wanted to lift the quilt to get some fresh air.

But when his gaze casually slid to a certain place in front of him, Han Chuan's heart suddenly tightened, and the breath that had just relaxed due to relief instantly stagnated in his throat. An indescribable fear spread from his spine to his whole body like ice.

He raised his head suddenly, his sight passing through the slightly empty dormitory and directly hitting the horrifying scene in the opposite window.

There are no curtains in the dormitory of Linhai High School. The moonlight is thin, and the dark clouds outside can be clearly seen through the window. But at this moment, the dark clouds in the sky are blocked by a figure.

The other person had long limbs and his body was covered with bloodstains, like a demon crawling out from the depths of hell.

Its face was pressed against the cold glass, and there were crisscrossing knife marks on its face and exposed skin, so deep that the bones could be seen, and blood flowed slowly along these hideous lines.

Under the moonlight, the wounds seemed to be still wriggling, and among the flying flesh and blood, tiny maggots could be vaguely seen gnawing greedily. Every wriggling movement struck Han Chuan's soul deeply.

What's even more terrifying is that when those lifeless eyes met Han Chuan's gaze, a cold smile slowly spread across the ghost's face.

Then, the mouth slowly opened and the lips closed up and down: Why didn’t you open the door for me?

Han Chuan couldn't help but tremble. He watched the ghost's face getting closer and closer to the window. His face was completely distorted, and even the wounds on his face were squeezed and burst.

The bloody handprint stretched and twisted on the glass, as if it would penetrate the thin barrier in the next second and pull him into endless darkness and fear.

'boom! ’

Han Chuan's heart was beating wildly in his chest, but just as a scream was about to burst out from his throat, at the critical moment, a black shadow suddenly jumped down from above Han Chuan's head.

Without any hesitation, Xiao Jin took out a towel from the space and stuffed it directly into Han Chuan's mouth, and the scream immediately turned into sobs.

Han Chuan's eyes opened wide. Xiao Jin's attack was too rough and Han Chuan rolled his eyes.

In fact, Xiao Jin had been on high alert since she was questioned, and the unusual silence made her even more nervous.

It was this extraordinary sensitivity that allowed her to instantly capture Han Chuan's sudden and unusually heavy breathing. Xiao Jin took advantage of the situation and looked over, her eyes fixed directly on Han Chuan's face that was distorted by fear.

At the same time, she also saw the scene outside the window, and then Xiao Jin had only one thought in her mind - Han Chuan must not be allowed to make a sound.

The room fell into silence again, with only Han Chuan's expression twisted in pain.

The two of them moved quite a lot. Wu Tianjin and Lu Jing had already sat up at this moment. There was such a large "unknown object" lying outside the window. If they were not blind, they would definitely be able to see it.

Wu Tianjin shuddered, closed his eyes subconsciously, and his throat rolled.

I kept repeating to myself in my heart: God bless me, God bless me, please don't come to me, Boss Xiao, I beg you to not let me down!

As if he finally reacted, Han Chuan searched around in the dim light, and felt relieved when he saw Xiao Jin.

Seeing that Han Chuan had calmed down, Xiao Jin took out a piece of paper, wrote a line on it, and handed the paper to him.

Han Chuan took the note with a trembling hand, and saw that it was clearly written: "Don't make a sound, it can't get in."

This sentence was like a magic needle that stabilized Han Chuan's panic. It gradually calmed Han Chuan's panic. This was what the boss said, so it was correct. Han Chuan nodded vigorously to show that he understood.

He recalled the previous precautions, especially the third one - "Don't talk", and Han Chuan couldn't help feeling a little scared.

If it weren’t for the big boss this time, he would definitely be finished!

The night was as dark as ink, so thick that it could not be dissolved. Only a vague figure could be seen, like a ghost in the night, lying outside the window, with its empty and lifeless eyes staring straight into the house, full of coldness and resentment.