My life of martial arts training

"Sister, are you okay?" Jiang Hechen asked with a worried look on his face.

"It's okay." Jiang Heqin shook his head, with a smile on his face.

"Have you spoken?" Shen Yuan asked.

"No."

Qiao Qingyue shook her head and glanced at Jiang Heqin: "In order to prevent her from causing trouble, I knocked her out after entering the room."

Shen Yuan and Wang Yunsheng were speechless for a while. No wonder the strange ghost came to attack them. It turned out that they had taken action.

The notice mentioned was not only noisy but also noisy, and Qiao Qingyue's behavior obviously violated this rule.

Fortunately, they used relatively mild methods last night to make Jiang and Chen fall asleep, otherwise the White Walkers might also find them.

After listening to Shen Yuan's explanation, Qiao Qingyue looked a little ugly, and at the same time secretly thought that she was too reckless.

"How many of you, do you want to come together?" Wang Hanhui came over and asked.

He couldn't help but breathe when he looked at the beautiful faces of An Hongti and Qiao Qingyue, especially the auras emanating from them were definitely not ordinary people.

Before entering the ghost realm, Shen Yuan and the others used Wang Yunsheng's concealment talisman to prevent these scholars from asking for help mindlessly and interfering with their actions.

"No need." Qiao Qingyue replied lightly and ignored him.

"Come on, let's go to the library."

When we arrived at the library, the door was already open.

Under the dim sky, the exterior of the library looks very gloomy. The plaque is made of old red wood, which is particularly dazzling. There are many people inside, but there is no movement at all.

The library looked weirder than the dormitory building, but Shen Yuan didn't hesitate and strode forward.

Wang Yunsheng and others followed closely behind him.

After entering the library, the ground is a dark brown floor, there are two huge chandeliers on the ceiling, and old paintings are hung on the surrounding walls.

There are many tables and chairs placed in the middle of the hall, and behind them are rows of red bookshelves. In the corner of the hall, there are still a few potted plants, but they have withered and the dead leaves have fallen on the floor.

When he came to the bookshelf, Shen Yuan randomly took out a book and opened it. The fonts on it seemed to be mosaic and could not be read clearly.

He turned around and said, "Read these books..."

The words stopped, and he was horrified. Wang Yunsheng and others who were standing next to him disappeared silently!

Moreover, in the empty library, many figures appeared at some point. They were sitting on chairs, wearing blue and white plaid school uniforms, with their backs to Shen Yuan.

As if aware of his gaze, the upper bodies of those figures remained motionless, their heads turning like rusty gears little by little, and then a look of horror and horror appeared in Shen Yuan's pupils.

His face was green and black, his body was smelly, his body was covered with corpse spots, and his eyes were empty.

Chen Yuan's heart sank and he was ready to take action at any time, but those strange corpses just looked at him quietly and made no next move, but there was strong malice in their eyes, as if they were going to tear him into pieces in the next moment. !

"Didn't break the rules?" He felt relieved and found that the originally blurry fonts now became very clear, as if they had just been printed.

"I have to examine myself three times every day. Have I been disloyal to others? Have I not trusted my friends? Have I not learned to pass them on?"

After flipping through a few pages, they all contained normal content.

Shen Yuan was about to put the book back in its place, but another book appeared on the bookshelf that was supposed to be empty.

He narrowed his eyes and thought in his mind; "Since the dormitory building has its own rules, then the library, which is even weirder than it, must also have a set of rules."

The rules of the library are only related to books. If he doesn't put the book back to its original place, he may face attacks from the White Walkers.

He tried to take down the newly appeared book, but his fingers seemed to touch a phantom and could not touch the book at all, and not only that, he could not touch the other books.

"Damn it!"

Shen Yuan's face became a little ugly. He took the book and walked around the rows of bookshelves to see if there was any empty space.

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Shen Yuan suddenly disappeared, which shocked Wang Yunsheng and others.

"What's going on? Could it be that Shen Yuan was attacked by a strange ghost?" Qiao Qingyue quickly came to where Shen Yuan was standing, trying to see some clues.

"Probably not, the locator shows that Shen Yuan is still here." Wang Yunsheng said with a frown.

"Still here, but why can't I see him?" An Hongti looked confused.

"Shen Yuan came in with us. There was nothing unusual during the process. The difference between him and us is that he picked up the books on the bookshelf." Qiao Qingyue looked at the bookshelf with thoughtful eyes.

"But we come to the library just for review. If we pick up the book, we will be attacked by the White Walkers, which is completely contrary to what is on the blackboard." Wang Yunsheng said.

"Wait, where are Chang Jian and the others?" An exclamation sounded. Although the sound was not loud, it was extremely clear in this extremely silent library.

The next moment.

The scholar who screamed in surprise turned into a ball of blood mist in the horrified eyes of everyone, floating in the air, condensing and not dissipating.

Even the clothes, hair, and bones on his body were no exception, and they all turned into blood mist.

Then, under the invisible pull, all the blood mist fell on the bookshelf nearby. The bookshelf that originally looked a little old suddenly became as new as ever, shining as if it had been repainted.

Everyone was stunned, and several people tightly covered their mouths to prevent themselves from making any sound.

"This idiot." Wang Hanhui cursed in his heart. He knew it was quiet in the dormitory building, but he would be confused if he changed places. However, he could understand it. After all, a living person disappeared in front of him. It was good that the unstable person did not scream in fear.

"Brother, what should we do now?" Wang Hanhao said in a low voice.

"What else can we do? Take the book from the bookshelf to review." Wang Hanhui said expressionlessly.

"But..." Wang Hanhao and the other people's faces changed. Chang Jianhe just took the book and disappeared. It was unknown whether he was alive or dead. Now taking the book, wouldn't it be jumping into the fire pit?

"We have no choice." Wang Hanhui said with a dim look. After speaking, he walked to the bookshelf, gritted his teeth, and took out a book at random.

The others watched Wang Hanhui disappear with their eyes, and they retreated in their hearts, but thinking of the content on the blackboard, they also suppressed their fear and picked up the book.

There is a 50% probability of death if you take the book to review, but you will definitely die if you don't take the book.

One by one, they disappeared, and soon there were only seven or eight people left. These people were so scared that they didn't dare to take the books. Three of them even ran out of the library.

"We'll take it too." Qiao Qingyue thought for a moment, and still chose to believe what was written on the blackboard.

After picking up the books, several people also disappeared.