My House of Horrors

Chan Song himself came to pick things up, and the more haunted the school became, the happier he became.

“The left pocket is the student ID, and the right pocket is the teacher ID, ready with both hands, and I am now waiting to re-establish a new order on the ruins. ”

Press the repeater switch, and Chen Gong walks towards the end of the hallway with two backpacks.

Li Bing seemed worried about him. After he left, he also followed him out. He kept walking behind Chen Song, hesitating. He seemed to say something to Chen Song, but was afraid that he would be mishurt by the bullies.

Chen Gong walked down the corridor. He didn't know the way, he just wandered around aimlessly.

The number of students on the corridor gradually decreased, and the rest seemed to know him, watching his eyes dodging and pointing to his back finger, should be planning something.

“Why don't they do it? I've gone as far away as I can. ”

Chen Gong is doing his best to cooperate with those bastards, drilling wherever the shadows are dangerous.

In order to entice the bully to strike at himself, he also controls his expression and makes himself appear to be a strong-arm, calm and restless inside.

At this point, the bullies may be enjoying playing with their prey, playing cat and mouse games.

“The haunted schools behind the doors are connected by several buildings, with offices and teachers living on the east and, in relative terms, the most disruptive areas of management, mostly unmanned laboratories and warehouses, with few teachers and students passing by. ”

Chen Song's expression grew more and more impatient, as if a headless fly was spinning around the school, and eventually “accidentally" entered the most “desolate” warehouse area of the haunted school.

As soon as he stepped out of the East Campus Corridor, Li Bing left, and he still didn't have the courage to warn Chen Gong.

No one is seen in the empty corridor, and the thin blood-red fog surrounds Chan Sing.

“Shall we do it? I've come to such a remote place on my own.” Listening to the sound of the sand in the ear reader, Chen Song looked out of the window, the blood fog covered the world, through the fog, rarely could see a round of blood-red sunshine, which seemed to consist entirely of negative emotions.

“Behind the other doors, I've never seen this before. ”

The blood-red sun was hidden deep in the mist, and this scene touched the memory of Chen Song, reminding him of a scene that had happened a long time ago.

When doing that nightmare level daily mission deep in the tunnel, Chen Gong was in a state of illusion and saw himself killed in the tunnel many years ago. He couldn't get away from the past, and finally Zhang Ya appeared to save him.

In that illusion of death, Zhang Ya appeared as if it were a round of bloody red sun.

“Too similar, almost like Zhang Ya I saw when I was lost, is the blood red sun in this school also a powerful ghost? ”

The sudden appearance of footsteps interrupted Chen Song's thinking.

He looked back and the previously closed doors on both sides of the corridor were pushed open and the blood mist around him was much thicker.

The sound of footsteps is approaching, the atmosphere is becoming more depressing, and there is even the sound of metal crashing into the ground.

“Freshmen don't understand things, but they blatantly break the rules and don't look at us, which requires a good education. ”

One of the lab doors was pushed open, and a man who looked strong came out and followed three students behind him.

These are the children in Chen's class, sitting in the last row.

“Just the four of you?” Chen Song was somewhat dissatisfied and made such a scene in public. There were only four of them.

“Don't worry, everyone, we won't do it.” As the strongest student smiled and guarded the entrance, he looked up and down at Chen Song and tried to teach Chen Song a lesson.

“This is a school. How dare you touch me?” Chen Song threatened each other loudly, but the students didn't care.

“Why don't you look back, there's no surveillance here, and no one usually comes over, and even if someone sees it, they won't tell you about it.” Those students should have done it more than once, and they had no fear.

“Turn around?” Chen Gong looked behind him, the warehouse door not far from him was pushed open, and a stinking smell emerged from it: “This smell is so familiar, I smelled it in the school rebuilt by the painter, it came from the upside-down weirdos. ”

The smell grew stronger, and the students in Chen's class took a few steps backwards, blocking the exit at one end of the corridor. Chen Gong wanted to escape and had to run deeper into the corridor.

“Blame you for being so unlucky that you came to our land on your own initiative, where teachers rarely dare to come.” A middle-aged man walked out of the warehouse wearing bloodstained clothes, his face seemed burned with iron and a very scary scar.

“Brother Scar, this is the kid who beat my friend with a chair the first day he transferred to school. ”

“How did he fight?” The middle-aged man dragged a brand new wooden chair out of the warehouse and didn't even look at Chen Song.

“Just hit my friend in the head with a chair. ”

“It was a tough one.” A middle-aged man holds his chin in his hand: “Let me think, though he is not following the rules, he is newborn after all. All right, you guys, come here, grab my chair, hit him one by one, the way he beat your friend. If he dares to resist, I will call out all my brothers and continue to smash them. ”

“We smash? Isn't that great? ”

“Cut the crap. ”

Chen Gong has been watching the middle-aged man as he interacts with the students.

The other party is not a student in the school, it should be a ghost school in the wild expansion, unintentionally attracted by the ghost, and there are still many like him to listen to the middle-aged man.

“Eating ghost school students may cause discontent in the school will, but these outsiders should not be covered by the school will protection, and I let the staff swallow them, or even help the ghost school to clean up the learning environment. ”

Chen Gong looked at the middle-aged man with a completely different look. He was just going to beat all the bullies up again and beat them to death, but now he changed his mind.

“What's the noise? How big is it they won't dare just come with us?” The warehouse has been filled with adults dressed differently from haunted school students, each with scars and the appearance of dying.

The quarrel soon ended. The middle-aged man known as Scar dragged his chair to the front of Chan Song. He watched Chan Song his calf tremble unconsciously, and the scar on his face gradually twisted: “Now you know fear? ”

“No, I'm just curious. Why are you listening to the students? Were some of them able to grasp your weaknesses and you were forced to cooperate with him?” Chan probably guessed something.