I have a cub that escapes the boss

When Li Zian and Zhou Xin were tortured, Ji Hanchuan woke up in the middle of the night, yawned slowly, and went to the bathroom.

The curtains were drawn in the room, but after returning from the toilet, Ji Hanchuan thought for a moment, stretched out his hand, and opened the curtains.

He saw the clear and bright moonlight covering the city.

It was completely different from the old campus in Ji Hanchuan's memory.

Ji Hanchuan frowned slightly, turned around and picked up the photo on the table.

As the outside world darkened, the photo also became darker.But such a dark color has a faint red light.

Ji Hanchuan didn't know about the suicide of girls in the old campus, but he knew that there must be more than just black shadows and spiders in the school.

He pinched the photo with great interest, poured himself a glass of water, and observed.

Ji Hanchuan quickly found what he wanted.

Looking in from the window of the teaching building, there are obviously people in a certain classroom.

A tall shadow stood on the podium, Ji Hanchuan squinted his eyes, and could vaguely see the writing on the blackboard.

It's a pity that the photo is too small to see clearly.

Ji Hanchuan regretted not too seriously.

He is like an audience, watching a fixed-camera TV series with a leisurely mood at the moment.

Zhou Xin was miserable.

His hands and feet were tied, and he almost suffered a cardiac arrest when the figure entered.

Later, when the other party spoke, Zhou Xin figured out a way: Go to class...

Of course it won't be a serious class.

The ghost on the podium holds a triangle board and pretends to be a math teacher.But the question written on the blackboard was:

How many dead will you be tonight?

How many people died in total?

If you go to the counseling room for consultation, what will you encounter?

What happens when you wake up in the middle of the night and see the shadow on the bedside?

Stomach pain at night, should I go to the toilet on the odd-numbered floor or the even-numbered floor?

If Zhou Xin calmed down a bit, he might find that the situation he encountered at this moment was actually a "focus".

Although the answers were not disclosed directly, many questions have been pointed.Take the question of the shadow on the bedside as an example, if he answers "will die" at this moment, he can pass the level.At the same time, I will also know that I cannot open my eyes in the middle of the night.

Let's talk about "psychological consultation room".If Ji Hanchuan was here, he would probably complain about the rigidity of the game.But Zhou Xin's brain was confused, and he thought vaguely about "where is there a psychological counseling room", and then he threw away his mind, leaving only fear and trembling.

The most important question is: How many people died in the First Central Committee.

From the seventh restart to the present, the only person who died was the girl who committed suicide.

All players know this.But if someone answers "one" at this moment, Teacher Ghost will judge that the answer is wrong and be hunted down.

If they survived the hunt, the players could use their brains again and combine the urine nature of the game, and they might be able to deduce the conclusion that "this round of the game will restart".

Unfortunately, the person sitting here is Zhou Xin.

Teacher Ghost wrote a total of ten questions.Then turned around and pinched the triangle.

Zhou Xin almost fainted.

Teacher Ghost looked at him, very dissatisfied, and patted the table down.

It looked like a light movement, but that palm seemed to be slapped on Zhou Xin's body.Zhou Xin spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

The desk in front of him was stained, blood was streaming down his chin, and he looked horrible.

But Zhou Xin didn't even have the ability to raise his hand to wipe it off.His hands and feet were still bound.

Teacher Ghost looked around the classroom.Zhou Xin was horrified to find that, as if in the blink of an eye, there were people sitting beside him!

They are all seventeen or eighteen-year-old students, smiling and looking up at the blackboard.Zhou Xin's deskmate is a boy.

With a pale face, he turned his head and glanced at Zhou Xin.

Zhou Xin was horrified to find that the boy seemed to have just come out of the freezer, with ice still hanging on his hair.

Like a dead person walking out of a mortuary freezer...

The ghost teacher finally spoke.

His voice seemed to be close to Zhou Xin's ear, and he asked, "I've talked so much just now, now let's find a few classmates and answer the questions on the blackboard."

The classroom was silent, no one raised their hands.

Teacher Ghost glanced at the blackboard.Turning his head, the moonlight clearly illuminated his pale face and cloudy eyes.And the ghost teacher didn't realize it, he only thought that he was still alive and was teaching the students.He thought about it and said, "Geng Taihe."

Zhou Xin breathed a sigh of relief.

Teacher Ghost asked, "The first question."

A voice came from behind Zhou Xin, saying, "Teacher, I can't."

Teacher Ghost seemed very dissatisfied, and patted the table again.The students around seemed to be much more lively, and some people turned their heads to look behind them.

The girl sitting in the front row of Zhou Xin also turned her head.

He only turned his head, 180 degrees, and his body remained motionless.

She smiled and looked at the student named "Geng Taihe", then turned her head and whispered to her deskmate who also turned 180 degrees: "He can't answer."

She said at the same table: "It seems to be from Class [-]..."

Cold sweat rolled down Zhou Xin's forehead, and because he couldn't wipe it off, it fell into his eyes.

His eyes hurt, and as Teacher Ghost slapped the desk, he spit out another mouthful of blood.

When the blood came out, the two female students who were talking in front of them suddenly stopped their whispering.They looked at Zhou Xin together.

Zhou Xin felt chills down his spine, looked at the two girls in front of him, smiled softly, and said, "Ah, it's him."

"The new one...what's his name?"

"Yu Miaomiao."

"Which teacher did Yu Miaomiao fall in love with, and it was him?"

"Correct."

"Where is she now? Why doesn't she come to class."

"It seems to be revenge."

"The teacher doesn't care about her."

"You can't control it. Ah, Geng Taihe is being scolded again, why can't he know anything."

"Class fifteen..."

Zhou Xin could still understand the first half of what they said.In the back, it is a fog.

Teacher Ghost hated iron for being weak, so he scolded Geng Taihe and asked him to go back and copy the questions and answers a thousand times, and give them to himself tomorrow.

Geng Taihe agreed with a smile.During this period, Zhou Xin took courage and turned his head.

In the classroom near the window, there are two boys sitting.The one on the inside seems to be "Gengtai River".

Compared with Zhou Xin at the same table, Geng Taihe's hair has more icicles.He and his deskmate even had water stains from melting ice.

Zhou Xin turned around in fear, and couldn't help but think: Do you just copy the book if you can't answer the question?so far so good.

He was clearly thinking too well.

Teacher Ghost asked each student, always hesitating for a long time when roll roll.

Zhou Xin was frightened, but also used to it, a bit like waiting for the teacher to roll his name when he was a student.

But he was the only adult in the group of students, and he looked conspicuous.Finally, Teacher Ghost still called him.

Teacher Ghost asked: "Zhou Xin, let's answer the seventh question."

Zhou Xin's heart was suddenly picked up.

He goes to the blackboard.The seventh question is: What will you meet when you go upstairs alone at night.

Zhou Xin was dizzy and thought desperately: How do I know? !

He gritted his teeth, boldly imitated the boy just now, and said, "Teacher, I don't—"

Before the word "meeting" could be said, Mr. Ghost's head suddenly moved forward a few meters, directly in front of Zhou Xin's eyes.

His neck was elongated and his body was still on the podium.

At the same time, there was silence in the classroom.The students who were chatting and laughing just now quieted down overnight.All, all of them smiled and looked at Zhou Xin.

Zhou Xin buzzed in his head, watched Mr. Ghost's purple lips open and close, and asked, "Zhou Xin, let's answer the seventh question."

Being so close, the rancid stench from Mr. Ghost's body rushed into Zhou Xin's nostrils clearly.He even saw the wriggling worms in Mr. Ghost's mouth when he opened his mouth.

Zhou Xin suddenly felt nauseous.Nausea rushed up, and the dizziness from just now eased.

On the second floor of the men's dormitory, Li Zian was still rolling over and over on the ground.

He tightly closed his eyes, unaware that the eight beds around him had turned into eight coffins, with twelve NPCs sleeping inside.

Eleven, to be exact.

Shao You was bored and sat on a coffin, thinking: Why didn't he just faint?

Save yourself trouble too.

Zhou Xin was not dizzy after all.

Subconsciously, his body moved backwards, but he was tied up, and then stuck to the chair.At the same time, turn your head back a little, and Teacher Ghost's head will get closer.He asked the third time: "Zhou Xin—"

Zhou Xin didn't dare to say that he couldn't do it anymore.

I am a human being, a player, and those around me are all ghost students who are collaborating with this ghost teacher.

When you go up the stairs, what will you meet...

What little thought he had left began to run wildly, and the experiences in the past games appeared before Zhou Xin's eyes.In games related to cities, stories about stairs are always widely circulated and clichéd.

A little girl with the same front and back in the corner of the stairs?

No.13 steps are actually corpses?

The companion walking by suddenly called and said that he was left behind?

Zhou Xin watched Teacher Ghost smile, as if mocking him: Oh, you won't.

If not, then you can only——

Zhou Xin's IQ went online for five seconds, and said decisively: "I can't get out!"

Will die, what will happen, in the final analysis, it is "can't get out".

The moment Zhou Xin said this, Teacher Ghost's head returned to his body.

He casually held the set square in his hand and looked at Zhou Xin.

Zhou Xin breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he heard the laughter of the girl at the front table.

The two female ghosts were still giggling, and said in a voice that Zhou Xin could just hear, "He got the wrong answer."

"The text is wrong..."

"Are we going to have a new classmate?"

Zhou Xin opened his eyes wide.

At this moment, he began to struggle, twisting his body desperately!

Mr. Ghost walked towards him holding the triangle board.

If Zhou Xin's hands and feet were not tied at this moment, this was his last chance to escape.

Too bad there is no "if".

He was firmly tied to the chair and could not move.

And the ghost teacher is getting closer and closer.Finally, an excited smile appeared on his face, and he raised the settable towards Zhou Xin.

"what--!!!"