My life of martial arts training

"Where are those people?" Wang Yunsheng asked in confusion.

"There's a piece of paper posted here." Qiao Qingyue said.

I saw a piece of white paper posted on the left side of the door, with a line of words written on it: Please have breakfast before starting the exam.

What a joke!

Can the food in this ghost place be eaten?

Shen Yuan and others thought so in their minds, but their stomachs were growling.

"How about we go to the cafeteria to have breakfast first?" Jiang Hechen covered his stomach and suggested in a low voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Yuan and the other four looked at him in unison.

"Why...what's wrong?" Jiang Hechen said hurriedly with a panicked look.

"Are you hungry?" Shen Yuan asked faintly.

"A little bit." Jiang Hechen nodded and touched his abdomen.

"I...I'm a little bit too." Jiang Heqin behind him didn't dare to look at Shen Yuan at all, lowered his head, and said weakly.

"Do you know where this is?"

"Yes, this is a ghost..." Jiang Hechen paused, and the whole person was struck by lightning, cold sweat seeped out from under his skin, his face was pale, and he was gasping for breath.

"I...what am I doing?"

His eyes were blurred for a while. The things in the ghost realm could not be eaten, but why did he think of going to the cafeteria to eat?

"It seems that there is a strange ghost, and it can still twist people's hearts silently." Qiao Qingyue said solemnly.

Just by looking at the content on the paper, the Jiang brothers and sisters changed. Although they could be awakened, if they always obeyed the arrangements of the strange ghosts, wouldn't they be like puppets, allowing the strange ghosts to control them.

"Then we..." Shen Yuan was also shocked in his heart. They also obeyed the strange ghosts. Going to bed, reading, and taking exams were all arranged by the strange ghosts. And the most terrifying thing is that they didn't react until now.

The four of them were relieved that they had brought Jiang Hechen with them, otherwise they would not have noticed this at all. When they found out, it was probably too late. Not to mention dying here, but they might have to pay a huge price.

Compared with the direct Book Mountain Ghost, this kind of attack that subtly changes people's thinking is more bizarre and terrifying.

"Then what should we do next? Continue to follow the arrangement of the Ghost, or just turn the table over?" Wang Yunsheng asked.

"We don't know where the Ghost is at all." Qiao Qingyue sighed.

After a moment of silence, Shen Yuan said; "Continue to follow the arrangement of the Ghost. We must first find the Ghost behind us, but we have to take some precautions."

He stretched out his arm, tore off the sleeve of his forearm, and engraved the four words "twisted thinking", while controlling his healing ability so that it could not heal the scars.

"Yeah." Wang Yunsheng, An Hongti, and Qiao Qingyue nodded, and used their means to set up a defense for themselves.

"Should I take some precautions too?" Jiang Hechen asked in a low voice.

"No, ordinary people are not qualified to fight." Shen Yuan shook his head and said coldly. He could resist the invasion of the White Walkers with his strong spirit, but Jiang Hechen was just an ordinary person.

Even if he was told that there was a problem, he could not resist it. Only by staying in pain all the time could he resist the invasion of his mind.

Jiang Hechen's face was pale. The more he knew about the White Walkers, the more desperate he felt. If he hadn't been reminded by Shen Yuan and others, his fate would be self-evident if he went to the cafeteria to eat.

"Let's go in." Shen Yuan tore off the notice posted on the wall, and his true energy burst out in his hand. The paper turned into a ball of fire, leaving a pool of ashes.

Looking at the classroom, there were six rows of desks and chairs neatly arranged inside, a total of forty-one desks and chairs, all of which were dark red and felt very bright, as if they had just been purchased.

There was a watch hanging on the top of the blackboard in the classroom, and it was written on the blackboard; the first mock college entrance examination.

"Fourteen died, and there were forty-one left, just one for each person."

I don't know if there were only forty-one desks and chairs, or if some were moved away.

Similar to the library, their photos were also posted on the upper right corner of the classroom table. All you had to do was sit down.

After finding your seat and sitting down, Shen Yuan put his hand on the table and immediately felt that the tabletop was very sticky and had a slight odor, just like freshly coagulated blood.

After waiting for a while, the group of scholars who went to the cafeteria for breakfast walked into the classroom in groups.

Wang Hanhui happened to be sitting on the right side of Shen Yuan. He looked at Shen Yuan in surprise and whispered, "Didn't you go to eat?"

"I'm not very hungry." Shen Yuan shook his head.

Wang Hanhui nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Shen Yuan looked at the table, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Wang Hanhui's expression and tone did not seem to change, but when the other party spoke, he smelled a very subtle corpse odor.

"Ding... Ding... Ding..."

When the pointer pointed to 8:30, the bell rang in the school.

"Squeak."

At the moment the bell rang, the classroom door suddenly closed automatically.

Hearing the sound, he naturally looked towards the classroom door. At the same time, words appeared on the blackboard, as if an invisible person was writing on the blackboard.

Exam rules:

First, no blank papers are allowed.

Second, papers must be handed in on time.

And then, that's it?

Shen Yuan blinked and found that there were indeed only these two rules, and they were very simple, but his expression became more solemn.

The other scholars were overjoyed. Isn't this equivalent to copying... No, how can a scholar's work be called copying? It's obviously borrowing.

It's equivalent to them borrowing from others?

Good grades may not necessarily lead to a good outcome, but bad grades will definitely lead to a miserable outcome.

But their eyes flickered, and they subconsciously glanced at Wang Hanhui with their peripheral vision. Although they did not say that they could not "borrow", they did not say that they could "borrow". What if this was an implicit rule? Wouldn't that be courting death?

"A bunch of trash."

Feeling the gazes of the others, Wang Hanhui cursed in his heart. They would not think of him for the benefits, but always wanted him to jump into the fire pit, and the simpler the rules, the more difficult it would be to overcome.

Fortunately, he had read a lot of books. As long as the questions were what he thought, his grades would not be too bad, and he should be able to overcome this difficulty.

A ghost rhyme swept across the entire classroom, and a test paper and a pen appeared out of thin air on the empty desks of everyone, but the font on this test paper was very small and densely packed together.

"It's a little small, but the question is the content of the book I just read in the library." Wang Hanhui breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Yuan scanned the test paper and checked it several times. He found that it was just an ordinary test paper and pen. The material of the test paper was a bit rough, but the pen was very strange. It was solid inside and could not hold ink at all, but there were traces of ink on the tip of the pen.