Start a Dome

At this moment of life and death, the little girl at the back suddenly stood up.

The spreading bloody threads froze all of a sudden, and then re-entered the man's legs at a faster speed. It seemed that he had been severely injured. The man touched the blood flowing from his nose.

The crying doll shut her mouth obediently, and the whole body of little Lolita was trembling.

As for the strong man holding the machete, he gently swung the sharp machete and cut a broken thread on Xia Mo's clothes...

It was pared down.

Xia Mo looked back subconsciously, the other three passengers were obediently sitting in their seats, only the little girl was still standing.

"Big brother, what's your name?"

The little girl tilted her head and looked at Xia Mo.

Smiling, Xia Mo said: "Xia of Shen Xia, Mo of Mo, my name is Xia Mo."

"Then, goodbye."

Xia Mo waved at the little girl, and got out of the car under the driver's gaze.

Then, the moment the car door closed, a terrifying death energy suddenly poured out from the little girl's body.

The carriage suddenly turned into howling ghosts and howling wolves, with countless resentful spirits roaring, bloody palm prints crawling all over the windows.

Watching the bus disappear into the dark night, Xia Mo turned and looked at the school behind him.

The school at night is the scariest. What's even more terrifying is that someone died in the school today, and it was in Xia Mo's class.

Holding the death air dagger in his palm, Xia Mo walked towards the school gate in the rainstorm.

It wasn't raining when he went out, so he didn't bring an umbrella. Soon, Xia Mo saw a faint light, which was the guard's room.

Bang bang bang!

Lightly knocking on the window in the guard's room, Xia Mo frowned as he saw that the old guard inside seemed to be dozing off.

The TV screen was covered with black and white snowflakes, and the old doorman leaned on the recliner, shaking it gently, shaking it gently.

The dark death energy flashed away, attaching the death energy to his pupils, Xia Mo looked at the guard room again.

Compared with before, the guard room is much dilapidated.

What makes people even more chill is that there is a huge coffin standing in the dilapidated guard room, the black and white portrait of the old man lying on top of the coffin.

Click!

Slashing the chain with the deadly dagger, Xia Mo kicked open the door of the guard room.

The moment the door of the guard room was kicked open, terrifying black mist gushed out from the coffin, and they flocked towards Xia Mo frantically, trying to swallow Xia Mo.

puff!

The pitch-black long sword cut through the black mist.

Unaccustomed to waving the long sword, Xia Mo's eyes flashed red, and the dark sword glow slashed towards the coffin.

There was an unpleasant sound of metal rubbing, and the sword glow was blocked by gray hands at the moment when it was about to cut off the coffin.

Chapter 120 Seven - The owner of the vacant seat is very conscientious

puff!

The gray-white palm was cut off directly, and the pitch-black sword glow pierced the old man's forehead straight.

The pitch-black dead air splashed, the biggest nemesis of this pure evil spirit composed of dead air was Xia Mo.

The gray-skinned old man was pulled out of the coffin directly, just as Xia Mo swung his long sword and chopped off his head.

"Don't...don't kill me!"

With horror in his eyes, the old man begged for mercy.

Seeing the evil spirit spouting human words, Xia Mo seemed to hesitate for a moment.

Grasping this moment of hesitation, the old man's eyes glowed red, and the rolling black mist turned into sharp claws, stabbing fiercely at Xia Mo's chest.

puff!

The pitch-black long sword sliced ​​off the old man's head.

The sharp claws landed on Xia Mo's chest. In his hand, the pitch-black long sword turned into a large amount of black mist, devouring the old man's evil spirit.

"Since there is death energy in your body, how can I spare you?"

However, after Xia Mo killed the evil spirit, the guard room was still extremely dilapidated.

what happened?

Now that the evil spirit has been killed, the guard room should return to normal...

After exiting the guard room, Xia Mo raised his head and looked at the number plate on the gate, which was engraved with: Sakurai High School.

That's right, he did not make a mistake in coming, but this school actually presents a different scene during the day and in the morning.

Perhaps, this school does not only have the strange talk of 'cursed vacancy'.

The dark night engulfed the entire Sakurai High School, and the five teaching buildings of the school were full of unspeakable strangeness in the night.

Walking down the gravel road, Xia Mo soon saw the remote teaching building.

He took out his phone and glanced at the time. There were still 10 minutes before the appointment with the girl. Xia Mo planned to check the cursed empty seat first.

However, just when he was about to push open the iron door of the class.

"Student Xia Mo, what are you doing standing here?"

A cold voice sounded from behind Xia Mo. A thin man holding textbooks and a roster was standing behind him, looking at him with a smile.

"Crane... Tsuruta-sensei?"

This pale man who looked terrified in the dark was none other than Mr. Tsuruta whose head was chopped off by a ceiling fan this morning.

There was even an obvious crack on his forehead.

"The students are waiting for you, go in quickly."

Saying so, the man stretched out his hand and pushed open the iron gate of Class Three.

— creak!

The iron door opened slowly, making an extremely ear-piercing sound, and there was not a single student in the dark and empty classroom.

Xia Mo looked back, but found that there was no one behind him.

"Students?"

With an indescribable expectation in his eyes, Xia Mo walked into the classroom of the third class.

As soon as he entered the classroom, a faint smell of blood came to his nostrils. It was no wonder, after all, not long ago, only two people died in this classroom, so there would naturally be a smell of blood.

He quickly found his seat, just as Xia Mo sat down, wanting to see what would happen.

--Snapped!

The dazzling pure white light made him squint his eyes subconsciously.

When he came back to his senses, people were already sitting around him, and the whole classroom became extremely bright.

Every seat was filled with students, Mr. Tsuruta was standing on the podium, calling names one by one.

"Xia Mo."

Xia Mo was taken aback when he was named, but when he wanted to respond, someone tugged on his sleeve.

"Don't answer him!"

Sitting beside Xia Mo, the girl whispered.

Closing his mouth, Xia Mo looked at the girl with some puzzlement.

He took out his pen and wrote on the paper: "It's not the appointed time yet, is it?"

"Yeah! Why are you here now, you idiot!"

The girl looked at Xia Mo angrily.

"Student Xia Mo, it's class time now, don't whisper with Liuli~"

Teacher Tsuruta on the podium smiled, because the width was too large, blood kept overflowing from the crack on his forehead.

The girl froze, and quickly sat up straight.

Putting down the pen, Xia Mo looked around.

The entire classroom was almost full of people, but they were not students, and they didn't even wear the uniform of this school.

among them,

The thin little boy was impatiently breaking off his nails, and after breaking off all the nails, he began to suck the blood gushing out from his fingers again.

The man with his chest stuck to his back was constantly biting his fingers, and his right hand soon became nothing but white bones.

What frightened Xia Mo the most was the man sitting on his right, whose head was full of sharp nails.

Among these ghosts and murderers, Xia Mo and the girl are the most harmless.

Taking a look at the time, Mr. Tsuruta smiled with satisfaction: "Since we are all here, let's start the first class of the day."

"Today is the first day of school, so I want to bring you a practical lesson."

Mr. Tsuruta wrote on the blackboard with red chalk: 'Lesson [-], Human Research'.

"Everyone here should know better than me, human beings, they are a group of complex and wonderful creatures."

"Next, I will show you what the human heart looks like."

The sharp nails pierced into the chest, and Mr. Tsuruta dug open his chest without haste, and then took out a bloody thing.

"do not look!"

The girl quickly picked up a textbook to block Xia Mo's sight.