Nightmare Attack

Chapter 83
"Again," Jiang Cheng smiled, lifted the strap of the camera bag with one hand, and said, "Is it really necessary for Chen Yao to persecute her teacher in this way? Would rather risk her reputation, or even her life? "

He shook his head, "Please, this is reality, and it's not a vulgar brainless and sweet Mary Suwen."

Just as Fatty was about to take a break and flatter Jiangcheng, the latter said: "You can see Chen Yao's appearance and body, and I can barely match him. How is he Su Yu? I'm on KTV. The man who works the night shift, I am still the top card of the high-end group"

"Doctor!" Fatty couldn't wait to cover his mouth, "There are no outsiders here, so stop acting, okay?"

Jiang Cheng pouted in dissatisfaction.

"Okay, what about the fourth point?" Fatty took out a small notebook, held it in his hand, and recorded it as he walked.

A pen that was not too big in his chubby hand became more and more pocket-sized.

"Humph," Jiang Cheng snorted, "this fourth point is the most powerful and the most important point," he lowered his voice, "Li Yanwei said she was transferred to the ballet class later, do you remember?"

Fatty thought for a while, then nodded, "Yes, she said so."

"Have you ever thought about why she has to change shifts?"

"It should be for Su Yu," Fatty scratched his chin with the other end of the pen and said without hesitation.

"But Li Yanwei didn't mention her experience after the shift," Jiang Cheng said with a playful tone, "Chen Yao, Li Yanwei, Su Yu, the three of them got together to have a class, it's really lively when you think about it."

Fatty took a note of the pen.

"If I remember correctly, Chen Yao also committed suicide after Li Yanwei changed classes."

Jiang Cheng stared at the night ahead, and suddenly there was a bit of inexplicable melancholy in his tone.

Fatty seemed to have figured out something, put away the notebook and pen, and said to Jiang Cheng: "Doctor, if you want to say that, Chen Yao will definitely not let Li Yanwei go, then you say, Li Yanwei, will she be dead? "

"Is she a ghost?" Fatty's voice trembled slightly, "Is she a ghost controlled by Chen Yao and used to deceive us?"

"The purpose is to kill us all!" he added.

After a while, Jiang Cheng shook his head, "Probably not."

"What's the reason?"

Jiang Cheng stopped and turned his head to look at Fatty. There was a soul-stirring magic in his eyes, and Fatty didn't dare to let out the air he didn't know why.

"We are still alive," Jiang Cheng's voice was flat and cold, "this is the reason."

No wind, no sound.

There is just cold, silence, and boundless darkness and fear.

Yu Wen looked around, her throat rolled uncontrollably.

She lay on the ground, not daring to move.

Zhou Taifu's guess was correct, Yu Wen did turn off her phone because she discovered a ghost, and turned to mute and crawl in the dark.

What was even more frightening was that when she found the ghost, the ghost was hanging silently behind Zhou Taifu.

Moving with Zhou Taifu's movement, her body hanging in mid-air seemed stiff, but strangely flexible.

Yu Wen asked herself that she loved Zhou Taifu, but that didn't mean she wanted to die with him.

Being stared at by a ghost in a nightmare is almost a mortal ending. Yu Wen will not do stupid things to accompany Zhou Taifu to death, because it is meaningless.

She believed that even if Zhou Taifu faced the same situation, he would resolutely choose to give up on himself.

She lay there, watching helplessly as the ghost tore off Zhou Taifu's chin, dragged his dead body, and slowly walked into the mirror.

Tiptoe, stepping on elegant and noble dance steps.

Like a arrogant white swan.

Ghost. Gone.

disappeared for a long time.

Now Yu Wen moved her body slowly, and then got up with very light, very light movements.

No sound was made.

Didn't even disturb the air here.

She hunched her waist and walked towards the door at a relatively fast speed. She also stood on tiptoe, only touching the ground with her toes, and making as little noise as possible.

She didn't dare to look at the mirror, worried that something bad would happen.

She just wanted to run away now.

The farther away the better.

She lowered her head and carefully screened the obstacles under her feet in the dark. Suddenly, she paused and found a white mass on the ground facing the mirror.

She searched the place when she came, and there was absolutely no such white mass.

Is this left by ghosts?

Her thoughts were interrupted for a moment, and she recalled the moment before Zhou Taifu's death. He waved his right arm and leaned to the side, as if he was about to throw something towards her.

Is it
She stared at the white ball under her feet.

Uncontrollably bent over and picked it up.

This is a ball of paper.

The touch and weight after starting it told her that.

With no intention of opening it here, she picked it up and hurried away.

The door was closed, and there was no light outside.

She didn't know whether Feng Lan hid after seeing the ghost like her, or was killed by the ghost.

Precisely controlling her strength, Yu Wen left here without making much noise from the door. The trouble was the accumulation of water under her feet.

As the shoes are stepped on, there will be a clattering sound from time to time.

Just as she walked to the corner and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a classroom door beside her quietly opened, and a hand fell on her shoulder.

If it is on the battlefield, she has at least 10 ways to deal with the guy who reaches out.

But at this moment, she was very real. She was stunned on the spot and didn't dare to move at all. The blood on her face faded, and it was as white as paper in her hand.

until--

"Miss Yu," was Feng Lan's voice, her voice was very low, and she was still crying, obviously very scared, "Just now. Behind Mr. Zhou."

Yu Wen turned around and covered her mouth, "If you want to survive, close your mouth and follow me."

Yu Wen's sudden sternness shocked Feng Lan. The advantage of this was that Feng Lan followed behind her honestly and didn't dare to let out the air.

The two stepped on the stagnant water and slowly moved outwards.

The night has completely taken over here, and the dark stagnant water swirls from time to time, like a bottomless sea.

I don't know when it started, Yu Wen had a strange feeling in her heart. It had nothing to do with fear, it was simply strange, as if she had overlooked something very important.

And that thing was very close to her, very close.

as if reaching out
"Clap."

Yu Wen shuddered, unable to control the weight of her steps for a while, and her left foot stepped into the stagnant water.

She suddenly realized something.

From the music classroom until now, she hadn't heard Feng Lan stepping on the water at all, and the only sound of her footsteps echoed throughout the corridor.

"Oops."

(End of this chapter)