"Dong", a sound similar to a bell ringing sounded. I opened my eyes, rubbed my sleepy eyes, pinched my cheeks without any pain, looked around, and sighed helplessly. "Oh, are you back here again?" This is a primary school campus that is in my memory, but at this time it was terrifyingly stained by this nightmare. Touching Mu Huan beside me, I stood up from a coffin. In the empty playground full of open coffins, my figure looked a little lonely. "This is a ghost garden." I looked at the few figures floating in the distance, thinking so.

"Huh?" I noticed a strange thing as usual. There was a perfect coffin two or three meters away from me. I walked to the coffin and tried to push it hard, but the lid of the coffin was still not moving. I had to give up this useless attempt and began to look at the coffin carefully. Suddenly, I shivered for no reason, as if something was hiding in the woods in the far wall to observe me. I looked around in confusion, and felt that the side of the playground became darker. I tried to curb the strange thoughts that came out of my mind, calmed down, and walked towards the hazy teaching building behind me.

Alert! I pricked up my ears and screamed! It came one after another, coming from behind. The white shadows that were originally floating around the playground began to rush, swam towards me in a flash and quickly, running towards me. I was almost instinctive, running towards the teaching building as if I was regaining my animality.

I ran to the entrance of the playground, which is the division between the teaching building and the playground. There was a small duty room there. I hurriedly pulled up the row of slide rail fences at the entrance of the playground. It seemed that it was not used for many years or lacked maintenance. The fence was covered with red rust, which made the sound so sharp and sharp. As soon as I pulled the fence up and locked it, the groups of human-shaped white mist pounced on it, revealing the bloody red gums and dense white fangs. It was obviously not physical, but the fangs that had been salivating were real. The continuous collision between the white teeth and the iron rod kept making uneven "clicks".

I sighed, and after a while I recovered, I found that there was still some dim light in the duty room next to me, as if someone was inside. I walked over, pushed the door quietly open a crack, and looked inside through the narrow crack. I saw a middle-aged uncle lying on a chair, as if he was asleep. I slowly closed the door and looked at the teaching building close to me. The swaying shadows could be seen everywhere. Under the reflection of incandescent lamps, which were bright or dim, I saw several triangle-headed black shadows gathered together, or round-headed white figures floating through the corridor... But I could only roughly distinguish the outline. When I wanted to see clearly, my scalp began to numb, and my lips began to talk nonsense. This inexplicable numbness continued to spread to the soles of my feet.

The dimness of the environment and the fear coming from my body seemed to prevent me from seeing the figures, those figures running back and forth, or dancing. "Huh?" I asked a question. I found that they seemed unwilling to approach a statue emitting a glimmer of light placed on the first floor. Although I was reluctant to walk into the teaching building full of unknown existences, I vaguely felt that the statue was the key to my departure from this nightmare. Thinking of this, there was only this way in front of me, so I could only bite my teeth and go on.

Along the way, I avoided the ghosts and explored this teaching building that was about to be forgotten by me. From time to time, I could hear a few piano notes, but I didn't take it to heart. I just thought it was auditory hallucination. I was chased by several ghosts and came to the statue and found that the shimmering light was a peach wood sword held in the statue's hand. I hurriedly took off the wooden sword. As soon as I took it off, I found that the original light was gone. The ghosts noticed that the annoying light was gone and wanted to pounce. I was thrown to the ground by those souls, and they began to bite my body, using their sword-like teeth, and the souls in the distance seemed to smell fresh.

The delicious blood rushed here together. I was about to give up and suddenly found that the wooden sword stained with my blood began to shine. I hurriedly used all my last struggle to splash the blood on the sword body, and the sword radiated a strong light. The souls were suddenly shaken by the light, and even one or two unlucky ghosts disappeared directly. The little ghosts seemed to be afraid and wanted to run away. Seeing this, I didn't hesitate. With one sword on it, the figure fell down together, but the layer of fog wrapped did not dissipate. It kept lingering in place, soaking my ankles, taking out the wooden sword and cutting it, and it retreated three points.

Relying on this wooden sword, I continued to head towards the atrium atrium. There was a voice in my mind that I might be able to leave this nightmare by escaping from the atrium. But the atrium was locked firmly by an iron door. I stood there in a place and couldn't help but think, "There seems to be a row of wooden racks with keys in the duty room. Why don't you go back and take a look." I made up my mind and started to turn back, but when I passed a corner storage room, I heard intermittent sobs. I pushed the door and in, the things that were originally placed on the shelves fell all over the floor. In addition to some teaching tools, there were also some toys that looked like children. I followed the crying sound, walked around a few times, and came to the row of racks near the window. There were also various debris here. A gust of wind passed through the window, blowing the shadows of the tree, causing the cold moonlight to

After entering, I saw clearly the crying little thing. It was a little girl with long hair on the ground. To be precise, it should be an extremely delicate doll. I silently held the wooden sword in my hand tightly and was ready to go. Suddenly, she threw herself into my arms like a spoiled person, whispering in my ear, asking me to take her to find her father. I gently patted her back and let her lie on my shoulder. After a while, she stopped sobbing and fell asleep on my shoulder. Looking at her sleeping face carefully, I felt dizzy. I borrowed a little moonlight and took a closer look. It turned out that her dense silver teeth had already bit through my shoulder blades and were intoxicated by the delicious flesh and blood. I smiled and felt that this feeling was good. I held a sword flower in my hand. Although I didn't understand it, I seemed to be able to control myself more freely.

I pushed open the door, left the storage room, walked out of the Senshen teaching building, and returned to the Wei Guang duty room. The row of fangs that knocked on the iron rod disappeared, which surprised me a little. I didn't care about it for the time being. I gently pushed open the door of the duty room, but the door insisted on using its old age to scratch the cold and hard ground, making a sharp "squeak". What's strange is that the uncle did not wake up, and he was not moved at all. I walked in to check the row of wooden racks but found that the key was missing. I searched carefully again and finally found a report that recorded that some teachers on duty took away the keys privately and occupied the top music classroom. "The top music classroom? Now I can only try my luck."

As I slowly climbed to the top floor, the piano playing sound that I had not taken care of before was getting louder and louder, "Is there anyone else here? It was a teacher on duty in that report?" With full of doubts, I pushed open the door of the music classroom, and the surprisingly loud performance came to an abrupt end. All I could see was an empty music classroom, a music classroom with a piano in the center and a window on the outside. But a pair of red crystal-like high heels on the white leather stool attracted my attention, and it looked even more charming against the moonlight outside the window. Carefully, I came to the piano that looked a little normal and abrupt, and accidentally glanced at the music score. My fingers suddenly played a few notes without control. A pink skeleton in smoke floated out of the piano, wrapped me tightly, trying to pull me into the piano.

I defeated it with the final devil, and "Dingling Dangdang" left a key. After getting the key, I returned to the iron gate again. I couldn't wait to open the iron gate but found that the ground was also cracked at this time. The red lotus bloomed as if the door of hell had also opened. The original way out was broken again, and I was a little annoyed. I wandered around the teaching building aimlessly, killing it at will, and sometimes I felt that I had become these ghosts.

Just as I became more and more addicted to the pleasure of killing, a messy sound of knocking on the desk on the desk came into my ears, and the ticking rhythm was like beating a typewriter. After the strange sound disappeared, the originally locked classroom door could be opened. I walked inside and found a limerick poem with a broken piece of wood pencil on the table on one of the tables. "Xxxx is heavy, and he is carrying a load and wine, and he is alone." There is still a

Two pieces of paper stained with blood were stained red. I took the paper and went to the edge of the crack. I found that there were a few more wine jars in the corner of the wall that were empty just now, with red paper and human heads. While I was still confused, the two pieces of blood paper accidentally turned into two bloody heads. I figured out that I tried to put the heads into the jar, but one head was missing. So I cut down ghosts everywhere, asking for ghosts that were close to human form, and wanted to use their heads instead. After trying it over and over, I found that there was no change.

"Oh, by the way, there is an uncle in the duty room, just use his instead." Even I didn't notice that this sentence or even this idea was inappropriate. So I returned to the original duty room again, cut off the man's head, and blood spurted me all over. It's strange that the man didn't make a sound, but just looked at me straight and had a smile of relief.

I was ready, put the fresh head in my hand into the altar, put two in front of me, and one behind me. A single-plank bridge slowly appeared above the crack that was like the entrance of hell. I took the burden and walked up the bridge and found that everything behind me was gone. I had no choice but to bite the bullet and move forward, oh, it was wrong. This feeling should be going downward.

There is a huge maze of continuous huge coffins connected underground. The last monster is stored in the largest coffin, and in the mass grave, human head wine is its most popular.

After a fight, a huge hole appeared behind the monster. I walked towards the light, but crawled out of the huge pit. It was indeed a veritable coffin, which was horizontally and vertically.

I was so ensnared as soon as I wanted to go out.
Chapter completed!