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"Come here." Zhu Mang looked straight at her and waved.

Xia Wuqian hesitated for a second, then slowly walked towards her, a little worried: "Are you injured?"

Zhu Mang shook his head lightly: "No."

"Then let's split up. The second floor hasn't been searched yet. Now I'll look at the third floor before going down. I'm still not at ease."

"not good."

Xia Wuqian frowned, and did not leave early. There was a distance of two meters between the two of them: "Don't worry about me, you just said you would leave separately, and you said it would be more efficient."

Zhu Mang lowered his head, and his golden hair swayed in mid-air, forming a strange and beautiful arc.

The surrounding air has been falling, and it is the kind of cold that penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

"Come here, come with me."

Xia Wuqian didn't move, a certain place in her heart was really not at ease.

"Wuqian."

She was calling her name, unable to see her eyes clearly: "Put the knife away, I will stay by your side to protect you."

Xia Wuqian took a step forward.

"you do not trust me?"

"No."

Zhu Mang wanted to hold her hand, but she avoided it without a trace.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with it, but why does her intuition tell her that something is not right.

On the footsteps of only her in the darkness, Zhu Mang was uncharacteristically floating in the air, her red dress flying, but the red color was much darker than usual, and... only her feet could not be seen...

She also thought that Zhu Mang was injured because the thing was too powerful just now, but she just didn't want to say it, but she asked the probing words just now...

The separation was proposed by Xia Wuqian, not Zhu Mang.

I don't know if the other party didn't care, or didn't know at all!

If you don't know at all, is it Zhu Mang who is by your side now... or something else?

Whatever it is, it's not time to piss her off.

……

The third floor seems to be much "tidy", and many classrooms are empty, without desks, and some classrooms are equipped with many things that art students need, such as drawing boards, portraits, and sculptures.

When Xia Wuqian just passed by a classroom window, she noticed that the sculpture was looking towards this side, and there was a curve at the corner of its mouth, which looked lifelike.

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感谢：读者“Glassy丶无名”,灌溉营养液 +7 2020-02-16 11:01:27

Chapter 13

"There is no third floor at all, is it not in this teaching building at all?"

"There's one more place you didn't check, the toilet."

It is true that the toilets here have not been checked.

Even so, the kind of door the other party said you knew it would be that door when you saw it... I never met it along the way.

Moreover, Zhu Mang also looked at other places except the teaching building just now, but found nothing.

So, is there really that door and key here?

What about the toilet...

Xia Wuqian walked in front and approached the toilet step by step. It was really dark here, which completely fit the scene of the toilet in a horror movie. I was afraid that a ghost would suddenly appear from somewhere.

There is a place for washing hands between the toilet and the corridor, and a huge mirror is hung on the wall, which is especially gloomy.

"boom--"

"you!"

The door connecting the toilet and the corridor was suddenly closed. Even if she was prepared, she never expected such an exit.

He took out the knife in his hand without hesitation, and said in a cold voice, "Sure enough! You are not Zhu Mang."

The trace of white clothes he saw through the gap at the last moment when the door was closed, and the vicious look in his eyes, fully explained everything.

"Although I can't kill you now, I will torture you to death here. Sanjiang Middle School hasn't been intruded by outsiders for three years, and the red dress hasn't come here yet. After your soul is eaten, I can enjoy your body."

this sound...

"You are Wang Zhaoxia...?"

With a hint of doubt, she is not completely sure, but she is not far from it. She does not doubt her memory ability.

"I didn't expect you to recognize me." The other party sneered through the door, his voice was full of hatred: "You killed my classmate, so don't even think about leaving the school today."

Can ghosts still die...?

Xia Wuqian took a deep breath, and twisted the doorknob vigorously, but it didn't open at all, as if it was fixed by an invisible force.

"You tried your best to lure me here, thinking that you can trap me like this?"

"It's not up to me whether I'm sleepy or not, it's up to the person inside you."

There was no sound outside, the knife in Xia Wuqian's hand slashed towards the door with all his might.

What is shocking is that this knife only caused a small crack to appear on the door. The surface of the door was like ripples on the surface of the water, and there was even a sense of spatial distortion.

Xia Wuqian's mouth went numb, her whole body was shaken backwards, her complexion was terribly ugly, her heart beat faster, and several thoughts flashed through her mind.

"What she means is that there is something inside, maybe something I can't deal with." After a few more cuts, she stopped and took a deep breath, and there were only tiny marks on the door.

The power of the tide is unobstructed under the red clothes, and the ones inside are probably not ordinary ghosts...