Sang Yu raised her eyes and saw that it was the dormitory aunt.

Seeing the dormitory aunt, Sang Yu remembered what the female ghost in dormitory 404 had asked her to do.

"Auntie the dormitory supervisor, your daughter asked me to tell you that she did not commit suicide, and she did not blame you. I hope you will stop blaming yourself." Sang Yu said to the back of the dormitory supervisor.

The hunched body of the dormitory aunt suddenly stiffened. She turned her face, her sinister eyes were full of indifference, and she said coldly: "I don't want to know about that dead girl. How she died has nothing to do with me, and I don't. Blaming myself for her death.”

Her voice was filled with extreme resentment, as if she had some deep grudge against her daughter.

Sang Yu frowned slightly, feeling that the dormitory aunt's reaction was a bit strange.

[The dormitory aunt is so disgusting. Before your daughter disappeared, she was always thinking about you. I hope you don’t blame yourself, but you turned out to be such a cold-blooded mother]

[This dormitory aunt is not worthy of being a mother at all]

[Looking so fierce, I guess I often beat and scolded my daughter before]

[But I think if the dormitory aunt really hates her daughter, then why does she want to be the dormitory aunt in this school? 】

[Don’t get excited, if the dormitory aunt is really a bad mother, her daughter will not stand outside the window and look at her mother after her daughter dies]

[Don’t scold him too early, I suspect there is something hidden. 】

The performance of the dormitory aunt was also strange in the eyes of some viewers in the live broadcast room, but most people remained rational.

Sang Yu's eyes fell on the arms of the dormitory aunt. The weather was hot now, but she was wearing a thick leather coat. She didn't know what was hidden in her arms. She covered it tightly with her coat. .

"What are you looking at?"

The dormitory aunt glared at Sang Yu, then tucked the things in her arms tighter.

She cursed as she walked: "Today's students know how to fall in love early and don't study seriously at all. It's really a sin..."

Sang Yu stared at the back of the dormitory aunt as she walked away...

"Xiaoyu, is there anything suspicious about her?"

Lu Yan followed Sang Yu's gaze and kept staring at the dormitory aunt.

Sang Yu shook his head and said nothing.

She and Lu Yan walked into the library. The library was empty and there was no administrator.

It seems that the fifth school rule cannot be violated for the time being.

But Sang Yu looked at the desk at the door of the library.

There is a register on the desk, which records everyone's borrowing records.

The last name is - Wang Fang.

Her handwriting is stiff, like a primary school student writing it stroke by stroke.

And behind her name, there is the title of the book she borrowed - "Human Skin"

Sang Yu's eyes narrowed. Just from the title of the book, she felt an evil aura.

On the other side, just after the dormitory aunt returned to her staff dormitory, she took out a worn book from her arms.

On the tattered cover, three words were written crookedly in bright red fonts - "Scroll of Human Skin"

Her rough fingers rubbed the cover of the book, and a bone-chilling chill spread throughout her body along the cover.

The dormitory aunt shuddered, but her eyes were full of madness and paranoia.

She opened the cover with trembling hands. The soft cover felt like a girl's skin, making her feel a fear coming from the depths of her soul.

But the dormitory aunt still suppressed her fear and continued to read the contents inside.

The fonts on it were all weird symbols and patterns. The dormitory aunt obviously couldn't understand it, but she heard a cold voice in her soul.

The voice was full of temptation, which made the dormitory aunt turn the book to the last page.

On the last page, there was an even weirder pattern. The dormitory aunt just glanced at it, and her eyes suddenly stung.

She subconsciously touched her eye sockets and saw blood on her fingers.

Two drops of blood tears fell on the pattern, and the blood disappeared...

Fear flashed in the eyes of the dormitory aunt, but the hatred in her heart quickly overwhelmed the fear.

She took out a pencil sharpener from the drawer and cut her wrist.

Red blood flowed out along the wound. She used her own blood to completely draw the pattern on the last page of the book on the ground without making any mistakes.

After finishing the painting, the dormitory aunt, who had lost too much blood, knelt on the ground. Her face was pale and her body exuded a sense of death.

"I don't know how to summon you, but I am willing to dedicate my soul, my flesh and blood, everything I have... I just ask you to avenge my daughter."

After saying these words, the dormitory aunt slit the wrist of her other hand.

A strange scene happened.

The blood on the dormitory aunt's body slowly flowed towards the blood array.

A pale hand stretched out from the blood array...

At this time, as the get out of class bell rang, the morning self-study time ended.

The players participating in the dungeon have already introduced their identities to each other.

"Isn't there a total of 10 people in this dungeon? Why are there only 9 of us?" said player Zhou Zhenhui.

Fu Xiaoya originally wanted to say Sang Yu, but after thinking about it, she didn't say anything in the end.

Sang Yu is different from ordinary players. The combined weight of all the players present is not as heavy as hers.

There are too many players in this dungeon. If Sang Yu is allowed to act with everyone, it is inevitable that some players will be picky and accuse Sang Yu of being unsociable.

But the most important thing is...

Fu Xiaoya and Bai Moli looked at each other and saw thoughts in each other's eyes.

Sang Yu only has two thighs, and they don’t want to share them with others!

And Chen Xuan, who came back alive from the principal's office, naturally didn't talk nonsense!

As for why he came back alive from the principal's office?

Of course, another injection was given to the principal's butt.

"Nine is nine. It seems that the other player wants to keep his identity secret and does not want to act with us."

Shen Qingyun sneered, obviously finding this behavior stupid and ridiculous.

Bai Moli couldn't help but roll her eyes. As a new player, she knew that Shen Qingyun was notorious before she was picked by the game.

Seeing Shen Qingyun mocking Sang Yu, she couldn't help but said: "Maybe the other party thinks that the nine of us are too rubbish and doesn't want to take us to play at all."

In order to protect Sang Yu, she became so cruel that she even scolded herself.

Shen Qingyun was scolded and glared at Bai Moli angrily.

But Chen Xuan nodded in agreement with Bai Moli: "You are right, to her, all of us here are indeed rubbish."

Other players: ? ? ?

What is the origin of this mysterious player who doesn't want to show his face? Even Chen Xuan, who is famous in horror games, calls himself trash!

Shen Qingyun originally wanted to be sarcastic, but after hearing Chen Xuan's words, he wisely shut up.

Although he is lustful, he is not an idiot!

The person who can make Chen Xuan fear must be someone!

If the audience in Sangyu's live broadcast room knew Shen Qingyun's inner thoughts, they would definitely correct him.

No, she is not a person!

She is a ghost!

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