【What the writer wants to say:】
Heroine: Barbarians must die! ! ! !
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Han Qing's arrival seemed to flip a switch, re-opening the game of death that had been silent for more than half a month.
On the first day they transferred to another school, they witnessed two corpses one after another, and in the following three days, the death toll continued to rise.
Downstairs in the third year of high school, the blood was stained and washed, washed and stained again, and the gray cement floor gradually seeped into a layer of dark red color, and the bloody smell lingered in the air, lingering and lingering.
Regarding this, Han Qing had to think about whether this was a provocation, a demonstration, or a warning from the ghost.
A terrifying atmosphere hangs over the school. At some point, a familiar classmate will jump down from a tall building with empty eyes, or emerge from the bottom of the pond with a swollen body.
Gradually, no one dared to place orders.
The boys also began to go to the toilet and the cafeteria in groups. Only at night can they relax their vigilance a little and fall asleep peacefully.
But soon, a shrill scream cut through the long night, waking everyone up from their sleep.
Downstairs in the dormitory, Han Qing stared at the corpse at his feet in shock, gripped the cold pocket watch on his chest, and slowly raised his head.
When I looked up, I saw that the corridors of the two dormitories on the left and right were densely packed layer by layer, all of them were heads gathered together.
Their faces were pale, their eyes were burning, they looked at her with fear, surprise, curiosity, secret joy, and... distorted excitement.
Or maybe it was looking at the corpse on the ground.
At that time, only one person was sleeping peacefully, and he was shielded from fear.
After this night, the night is no longer a temporary cocoon for people to escape death.
I don’t know who started it first, but one after another, everyone began to set up camp on the playground. Those with tents pitched tents, and those without tents spread out their quilts, and even lay down with their clothes on, leaning against each other, and staying overnight was also a night.
Yu Huan didn't use it originally, but he didn't want to make himself look too different, and he didn't want to expose his relationship with that person, so he could only follow the crowd.
But he was too ill-prepared.
When I arrived at the playground, I looked at other people with toilet water in their left hand, a small desk lamp in their right hand, and camp beds under their bodies, and those who hugged sleeping dolls, ate snacks, and played poker, and then looked at the lonely quilt and small pillow in their hands...
Gu Xiu touched the lawn of the football field, "The grass is too sticky, and there are mosquitoes. I'll go back and get a blanket and toilet water."
"I'll go with you." Yu Huan quickly put down the quilt.
Gu Xiuxiu was about to agree, but suddenly, a spiritual light flickered on the roof of the teaching building. He squinted his eyes and pressed the boy's shoulder, "Wait for me here, I'll be back soon."
Yu Huan was worried about letting him act alone, and wanted to dissuade him, but he saw the person who was by his side just now, walking several meters away in the blink of an eye.
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