Hell App
Chapter 127
The strength of his fingers gradually tightened, and Bai Yan's face flushed red.
He tried hard to break away the hand that was strangling his neck, but this hand was like a poisonous snake, biting his neck tightly.
Bai Yan gradually became difficult to breathe, and he knew that if he continued like this, he would be strangled to death.
Recalling the memories of the previous few escapes, Bai Yan's eyes burned.
He has experienced this feeling many times before, and he is very familiar with it.
In the past month, he often tried many times and learned how to use this unknown source of blood and tears.
This kind of blood and tears can give him a little resistance in front of Li Gui, making Li Gui ignore his existence.
In addition, this kind of power can not only reduce the interest of ghosts in him, but can also be used against humans.
Under conscious urging, Bai Yan's eyes left two lines of bloody tears, hot bloody tears meandering down, sticky blood drops drop by drop on the table, making a heavy impact sound.
Blood and tears kept gushing out, and Bai Yan felt that the tears shed this time were more than the time when Li Huafei wanted to drag him into the language book to be good friends with him in Chinese class.
Bai Yan felt that he would faint at any time, but fortunately, the blood and tears still had some effect.
After an unknown amount of time, when the half wall of the desk was wet with blood and tears, Wang Ze suddenly let go of his neck.
Freed from the claws like iron hoops, Bai Yan covered his mouth and coughed.
However, just when he thought that Wang Ze had let him go just like the Li Gui before him, the hand that Wang Ze was holding around his neck suddenly reached out to his eyes and said lightly: "Your eyes, let me Nausea."
After all, he gouged out Bai Yan's left eye.
He threw his eyeball to the ground and stomped it on the ground. Bai Yan only had time to let out a scream, but he couldn't make any more sound—his other eye was also gouged out, and then his throat was cut again. Gripped tightly.
This time, the hand that grabbed his throat used all its strength from the very beginning, and Bai Yan could clearly hear the creaking sound coming from his neck.
pain.
it hurts.
There was an unbearable pain in his eyes and throat at the same time, Bai Yan wanted to cry out in pain, but he couldn't make a sound.
His eyes have been gouged out, even if he wants to cry in pain, he has nothing to cry.
There were only two black blood holes left in Bai Yan's eyes, and a large stream of scarlet liquid gushed out from his eye sockets. His nose and mouth smelled a strong smell of rust at the same time.
Bai Yan vaguely realized that this was the smell of passing life.
Soon, he will be killed and turned into a cold corpse.
Then, he will be one or two classmates.Carried out of the classroom, dragged by the arm, mercilessly dragged to the trash can he passed by in the morning.
They would also throw his body inside, and like other students who had died long ago, it would rot and stink in the cold and dark iron sheet, and let the vicious dogs and maggots eat his body.
After a few days, or dozens of days, he would turn into a faceless dry skeleton, lying at the bottom of the garbage dump with his companions, with fresh bones and fleshy bones buried above his body.
……
Bai Yan himself felt very surprised. Under the dual effects of death and pain, he still had time to think about this.
A subtle sense of strangeness rose from the bottom of his heart, and Bai Yan felt his soul being pulled away from his body.
Bai Yan finally realized that something was wrong, he raised his lowered head slightly, and the hand resting on his side also regained some strength.
He raised his bloody hand and stroked Wang Ze's face in the dark.
This touch made him very familiar, and this familiar outline was exactly the same as the feeling he had in his memory.
However, Bai Yan knew very well in his heart that these were two completely different people.
The one in front of him may not even be human.
Bai Yan withdrew his palm, put his hand on the hand that was strangling his throat, and smiled softly.
He raised his empty eye sockets and smiled helplessly, with a bit of regret mixed in with his helplessness: "This world... is fake..."
"Such an interesting dream, I really want to have it for a while..."
Bai Yan coughed twice, and said intermittently: "I like it very much... This is the world I've been looking forward to, but a person like him will never do such a thing..."
"It's a pity...you are too fake."
After saying the last sentence, Bai Yan's body lightened in vain, and the 'person' who strangled him by the throat and pressed him to the desk so he couldn't move also disappeared.
Bai Yan regained his freedom, and at the same time, his eyes also regained their brightness.
In the dream, Bai Yan looked at the empty eye sockets and saw the dream gradually disintegrating.
The floor tiles of the classroom began to collapse, and the ceiling above the head was crumbling. Soon, large bricks fell, and several children were killed by sharp boulders.
In this scene of earth-shattering, the male teacher roared unwillingly, and the children screamed in fear with childish voices.
Looking at the hell-like scene, Bai Yan didn't have the slightest fear.
He knew very clearly that this was just a dream.
A dream so real.
……
Waking up from the dream, Bai Yan felt overwhelmed.
He opened his eyes, and found a corpse that was so rotten that his gender could not be discerned was pressing on his body. He raised his rotten hands and was clasping his neck tightly, which was why he couldn't breathe.
No wonder, he felt a pain in his neck in the dream, and it turned out to be a good thing for him.
Bai Yan understood everything immediately, but he didn't have time to fix the culprit.He pushed the carrion away with his knee and pushed it aside.
Seeing that the phone was not in his hand, he immediately reached out to touch his pocket, but after touching it twice, he was stunned.
"Where's my phone? Where did my big phone go?"
Before entering the dreamland, Bai Yan finished reading the rules of the game, so he knew that after waking up, he only had 30 seconds to click to return.
After 30 seconds, the dead corpse next to him will not stand up honestly, but will revive into a real ghost, which can easily kill him.
Bai Yan knew that no matter how miraculous the protection of the APP is, it is impossible for the mobile phone to run away by itself.
He glanced at his surroundings. He was sitting in an empty room, with only an iron bed under him, and beside him was a rotting, stinking corpse. There seemed to be no place to hide anything.
Reminiscent of the way this gentleman pressed on him and pinched his neck with his hands just now, this ghost is obviously not an honest ghost.
The ghost must have stolen his cell phone while he was fast asleep.
Ghosts that can create dreams are really different, not only have big brains, but also have different thinking from other ghosts.
So, where can it hide the phone?
Bai Yan thought for two seconds, and found that the belly of the rotting corpse was still intact, at least the meat on it hadn't finished rotting.
So, enduring the stench, he stretched out his hand and tore open the tattered belly of the rotting corpse.
In the belly of the rotten corpse, there was indeed a dirty mobile phone hidden.
Bai Yan turned on the phone, saw the familiar interface on the app, and knew that this phone was genuine.
Seeing that the 30 seconds were about to come to an end, the skull of the rotting corpse next to it was shaking, showing signs of recovery.
Bai Yan no longer hesitated, and immediately clicked Return.
When he returned to the real room, Bai Yan had time to cover his eyes and lay motionless on the bed.
Although it was just a dream, the pain in the dream remained, and when he returned to reality, his eyes still ached.
After lying on the bed for a long time, Bai Yan finally regained his strength.
He felt his eyes burn, so he got up to look in the mirror.
In the mirror, his eyes were red.Coupled with his original golden hair, he now looks more like an albino.
He tried hard to break away the hand that was strangling his neck, but this hand was like a poisonous snake, biting his neck tightly.
Bai Yan gradually became difficult to breathe, and he knew that if he continued like this, he would be strangled to death.
Recalling the memories of the previous few escapes, Bai Yan's eyes burned.
He has experienced this feeling many times before, and he is very familiar with it.
In the past month, he often tried many times and learned how to use this unknown source of blood and tears.
This kind of blood and tears can give him a little resistance in front of Li Gui, making Li Gui ignore his existence.
In addition, this kind of power can not only reduce the interest of ghosts in him, but can also be used against humans.
Under conscious urging, Bai Yan's eyes left two lines of bloody tears, hot bloody tears meandering down, sticky blood drops drop by drop on the table, making a heavy impact sound.
Blood and tears kept gushing out, and Bai Yan felt that the tears shed this time were more than the time when Li Huafei wanted to drag him into the language book to be good friends with him in Chinese class.
Bai Yan felt that he would faint at any time, but fortunately, the blood and tears still had some effect.
After an unknown amount of time, when the half wall of the desk was wet with blood and tears, Wang Ze suddenly let go of his neck.
Freed from the claws like iron hoops, Bai Yan covered his mouth and coughed.
However, just when he thought that Wang Ze had let him go just like the Li Gui before him, the hand that Wang Ze was holding around his neck suddenly reached out to his eyes and said lightly: "Your eyes, let me Nausea."
After all, he gouged out Bai Yan's left eye.
He threw his eyeball to the ground and stomped it on the ground. Bai Yan only had time to let out a scream, but he couldn't make any more sound—his other eye was also gouged out, and then his throat was cut again. Gripped tightly.
This time, the hand that grabbed his throat used all its strength from the very beginning, and Bai Yan could clearly hear the creaking sound coming from his neck.
pain.
it hurts.
There was an unbearable pain in his eyes and throat at the same time, Bai Yan wanted to cry out in pain, but he couldn't make a sound.
His eyes have been gouged out, even if he wants to cry in pain, he has nothing to cry.
There were only two black blood holes left in Bai Yan's eyes, and a large stream of scarlet liquid gushed out from his eye sockets. His nose and mouth smelled a strong smell of rust at the same time.
Bai Yan vaguely realized that this was the smell of passing life.
Soon, he will be killed and turned into a cold corpse.
Then, he will be one or two classmates.Carried out of the classroom, dragged by the arm, mercilessly dragged to the trash can he passed by in the morning.
They would also throw his body inside, and like other students who had died long ago, it would rot and stink in the cold and dark iron sheet, and let the vicious dogs and maggots eat his body.
After a few days, or dozens of days, he would turn into a faceless dry skeleton, lying at the bottom of the garbage dump with his companions, with fresh bones and fleshy bones buried above his body.
……
Bai Yan himself felt very surprised. Under the dual effects of death and pain, he still had time to think about this.
A subtle sense of strangeness rose from the bottom of his heart, and Bai Yan felt his soul being pulled away from his body.
Bai Yan finally realized that something was wrong, he raised his lowered head slightly, and the hand resting on his side also regained some strength.
He raised his bloody hand and stroked Wang Ze's face in the dark.
This touch made him very familiar, and this familiar outline was exactly the same as the feeling he had in his memory.
However, Bai Yan knew very well in his heart that these were two completely different people.
The one in front of him may not even be human.
Bai Yan withdrew his palm, put his hand on the hand that was strangling his throat, and smiled softly.
He raised his empty eye sockets and smiled helplessly, with a bit of regret mixed in with his helplessness: "This world... is fake..."
"Such an interesting dream, I really want to have it for a while..."
Bai Yan coughed twice, and said intermittently: "I like it very much... This is the world I've been looking forward to, but a person like him will never do such a thing..."
"It's a pity...you are too fake."
After saying the last sentence, Bai Yan's body lightened in vain, and the 'person' who strangled him by the throat and pressed him to the desk so he couldn't move also disappeared.
Bai Yan regained his freedom, and at the same time, his eyes also regained their brightness.
In the dream, Bai Yan looked at the empty eye sockets and saw the dream gradually disintegrating.
The floor tiles of the classroom began to collapse, and the ceiling above the head was crumbling. Soon, large bricks fell, and several children were killed by sharp boulders.
In this scene of earth-shattering, the male teacher roared unwillingly, and the children screamed in fear with childish voices.
Looking at the hell-like scene, Bai Yan didn't have the slightest fear.
He knew very clearly that this was just a dream.
A dream so real.
……
Waking up from the dream, Bai Yan felt overwhelmed.
He opened his eyes, and found a corpse that was so rotten that his gender could not be discerned was pressing on his body. He raised his rotten hands and was clasping his neck tightly, which was why he couldn't breathe.
No wonder, he felt a pain in his neck in the dream, and it turned out to be a good thing for him.
Bai Yan understood everything immediately, but he didn't have time to fix the culprit.He pushed the carrion away with his knee and pushed it aside.
Seeing that the phone was not in his hand, he immediately reached out to touch his pocket, but after touching it twice, he was stunned.
"Where's my phone? Where did my big phone go?"
Before entering the dreamland, Bai Yan finished reading the rules of the game, so he knew that after waking up, he only had 30 seconds to click to return.
After 30 seconds, the dead corpse next to him will not stand up honestly, but will revive into a real ghost, which can easily kill him.
Bai Yan knew that no matter how miraculous the protection of the APP is, it is impossible for the mobile phone to run away by itself.
He glanced at his surroundings. He was sitting in an empty room, with only an iron bed under him, and beside him was a rotting, stinking corpse. There seemed to be no place to hide anything.
Reminiscent of the way this gentleman pressed on him and pinched his neck with his hands just now, this ghost is obviously not an honest ghost.
The ghost must have stolen his cell phone while he was fast asleep.
Ghosts that can create dreams are really different, not only have big brains, but also have different thinking from other ghosts.
So, where can it hide the phone?
Bai Yan thought for two seconds, and found that the belly of the rotting corpse was still intact, at least the meat on it hadn't finished rotting.
So, enduring the stench, he stretched out his hand and tore open the tattered belly of the rotting corpse.
In the belly of the rotten corpse, there was indeed a dirty mobile phone hidden.
Bai Yan turned on the phone, saw the familiar interface on the app, and knew that this phone was genuine.
Seeing that the 30 seconds were about to come to an end, the skull of the rotting corpse next to it was shaking, showing signs of recovery.
Bai Yan no longer hesitated, and immediately clicked Return.
When he returned to the real room, Bai Yan had time to cover his eyes and lay motionless on the bed.
Although it was just a dream, the pain in the dream remained, and when he returned to reality, his eyes still ached.
After lying on the bed for a long time, Bai Yan finally regained his strength.
He felt his eyes burn, so he got up to look in the mirror.
In the mirror, his eyes were red.Coupled with his original golden hair, he now looks more like an albino.
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