Reincarnation Dreamland [Unlimited]

In classroom 304, five people surrounded a dead body.

"She died just like that?" Chen Lijun felt a little absurd. The person who was alive and kicking one second was lying on the cold floor the next second, without breathing.

Tang Ji moved his eyelids and said, "She can wake up later."

These words remind everyone that yes, although the body of this person is dead, he is still a living person on the surface.

Tang Ji's thumb and index finger gently rubbed the soul-fixing ring worn on the middle finger of Zhao Jie's right hand. The silver ring carried a trace of human body temperature.

It shone a little bit like a star against the sunlight coming in from the window.

At first glance, this is just an ordinary ring.

Zhao Jie was in a coma, and there was no monitoring in the classroom. In a relatively safe closed environment, everyone lowered their vigilance.

Tang Ji was at ease discussing with everyone the function of the soul-fixing ring and how it could be passed on between living people.

As the name suggests, the function of this ring is to stabilize the soul, or to suppress the soul in the corpse.

After the soul-fixing ring was taken off by Wu Pei, the soul from the woman's corpse came out and occupied the body of the person wearing the ring.

So Wu Pei may have died the moment he put on the ring.

What lived instead of her was just the soul of the female corpse.

"Of course, the above is just my guess," Tang Ji said modestly.

However, everyone has seen that Tang Ji's "guess" is quite accurate, and I believe that since he can say it, it is almost inseparable.

"Is there any connection between this ring and the death of Teacher Wu Lei?" Simon asked clearly.

They followed the occurrence of strange events and investigated all the way here. Even though they could determine the relationship between the ring, the corpse and Wu Pei's death, they still couldn't figure out the way to interpret the dream itself.

So, how does this matter relate to what the main dreamer wants them to do?

"It's all supernatural events, maybe, maybe," Chen Lijun pondered, shaking his hands together, "By the way, Teacher Wu Lei also wore this ring, right?!"

Tang Ji glanced at Chen Lijun: "This ring was picked up by Wu Pei from the dead woman's hand, and it has nothing to do with Teacher Wu Lei."

Lin Qiao stood aside and whispered, "Then what should we do now?"

"Return it to its original owner." Tang Ji pondered for a while, "All the problems started when the ring was taken off. Let's try putting the ring back on."

It was precisely because of this thought that they brought Zhao Jie to classroom 304.

Tang Ji squatted down, raised Zhao Jie's right hand with one hand, and stroked the soul-fixing ring on Zhao Jie's middle finger with the other hand.

"In case, I mean in case," Zhang Jianshan hesitated, "Isn't the way of passing the ring a gift? Isn't it a little dangerous for you to do so?"

Tang Ji hooked the corner of his mouth and looked at his senior brother: "Why don't you come?"

Zhang Jianshan: "..." He shouldn't talk too much!

Tang Ji swept around in the direction of Zhang Jianshan, everyone had worried expressions on their faces, except Simon.

Simon stood calmly outside the circle, with a cold face, but there was encouragement and support in his eyes.

In the next second, Tang Ji easily took out the Soul Fixing Ring.

The rest of the people held their breath and stared at Tang Ji, as if they were trying to see some changes from his movements and expressions.

"Don't look, it's okay." Tang Ji put the ring in the palm of his hand, threw it up, caught it again, and stood up with a smile.

It was Tang Ji who opened the box where the general teacher was stored.

After opening it, not only Tang Ji, but everyone was stunned.

——This female corpse is smiling at all of them.

Have a good laugh.

The corners of the mouth were grinning upwards, revealing a row of yellow teeth that were not neat inside.

"Damn..." Chen Lijun muttered softly, "What the hell?"

"Fuck..." Zhang Jianshan also swears.

Senior brother can say dirty words?

Tang Ji turned his head to look at Zhang Jianshan.

Zhang Jianshan's face was pale, his lips were trembling, and he pointed to the corpse and said, "This, this, this... this is that!"

Tang Ji: "Huh? Which one?"

Zhang Jianshan took a deep breath and continued in one breath: "Mr. Wu Lei, I took two corpses upstairs to skin them."

Tang Ji's expression also changed, and he said, "Is this one of them?"

"Yes, that's her." Zhang Jianshan said with certainty, "The police took photos of the corpses. I and another teacher did it when they brought the two corpses back. I won't remember wrongly."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, they didn't expect the plot to develop like this.

But after thinking about it, it seems that many things have been figured out.

The corpses of these two sentences did not know how to harm Mr. Wu Lei, and they did not stop talking. Through the transmission of the soul-fixing ring, more people's bodies were seized.

So besides this female corpse, what about the other corpse? What did it do?

Suddenly, Tang Ji had a flash of inspiration: "Lin Qiao, the master of that finger of yours!"

Lin Qiao was confused: "What?"

"Could the owner of that finger be another corpse?" Tang Ji said.

The two most problematic things at present, besides the soul-fixing ring, are Zhang Wei's inexplicably amputated little fingers.

And the two things are related to the corpse.

Could it be, could it be... Zhang Wei's amputation of the little finger was not accidental, but the two corpses repeated their tricks, and they planned to harm more people except Teacher Wu Lei?

After Tang Ji's analysis and explanation, everyone understood.

"Zhang Wei, Zhang Wei may be in danger!" Lin Qiao said.

"We have to remind him." Tang Ji nodded and said, "Fingers must also be found."

"Then now..." Zhang Jianshan pointed to the female corpse with a particularly pervasive smile and said, "What's wrong with this one?"

"Take it back and try it." Tang Ji said while pinching the ring, and slowly put it on the middle finger of the female corpse's right hand.

The finger muscles of the female corpse were stiff, and the ring was obviously bigger than the middle finger, so there was no resistance to inserting it in.

Tang Ji completed this action with ease.

The ring fits exactly on the root of the middle finger.

Seeing that it was so easy, they put it back on, and everyone just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief.

However, something unexpected happened.

A sharp scream came from nowhere in the air, as if something invisible was struggling desperately and hitting the entire classroom violently.

boom!boom!boom! ——

ah!ah!ah!ah!ah! ——

The voice was melodious and shrill, just like the unwilling roar of a woman who had suffered endless pain and torture before she died.

The classroom was shaking, and the glass windows were rattling.

Rows of cabinets storing the general teachers were shaking, as if they would be overwhelmed and collapse in the next moment.

Although everyone showed fear on their faces, no one moved.

They all stood still, waiting for this outbreak to pass.

A drop of sweat slid down Tang Ji's forehead.

With a bang, a small drop of water hit the tiled floor.

He could feel that the pain and unwilling anger were all directed at him.

An invisible cloud of dust rose up like a tornado, swirling around Tang Ji.

Tang Ji couldn't stand still several times, and it was only because Simon pressed his shoulders firmly that he was not swept away.

At the same time that this anger erupted, someone knocked on the door of 304 outside.

The slight and polite knocking sound was drowned in the sharp and piercing screams.

I don't know how long the people outside knocked, but none of them heard it.

The knocking on the door gradually stopped, and there was silence in the corridor outside.

In the classroom, the vibration passed slowly.

"Huh, it's finally over." Zhang Jianshan let out a breath.

Tang Ji and the others relaxed and were about to take a break.

At the same time, the door of 304 clicked—opened.

The person who opened the door with the key outside was stunned when he saw Zhang Jianshan and the others crowded in the room.

The five people in the classroom turned their heads in unison and collided head-on with the people outside the door.

Ten pairs of eyes, looking at each other.

For a moment, it was so embarrassing that no one spoke.

Tang Ji moved his eyes and glanced down, his heart was fine, Simon's hands were really quick.

Just 0.1 seconds before the door was opened, Simon, relying on his intuition and quick on-the-spot reaction ability, closed the originally opened cabinet for storing the general teacher.

"Ms. Zhang, you..." The teacher holding the key at the door was stunned for a while, "What are you doing here?"

"Teacher Zhang brought us here to be volunteers." Tang Ji responded the fastest.

The teacher who opened the door was responsible for the logistical work of the college, and would occasionally check the dormitory roll call.

So he recognized Tang Ji.

But Tang Ji didn't seem like someone who would take the initiative to do volunteer work, and it was even more impossible for Simon standing behind him.

The teacher looked at Simon: "Oh, why is classmate Simon here?"

"He, he is my boyfriend!" Tang Ji gritted his teeth, "He came with me."

The teacher nodded, okay, the reason to be with his girlfriend is reasonable.

Then the teacher's eyes slipped from Simon to Chen Lijun. This student was unfamiliar and had never seen him before.

Chen Lijun stood there with a big face, his expression was very calm.

The teacher was puzzled and said: "This classmate, you...are not a forensic doctor?"

"He's my friend," Simon said quickly, "come with me and help with things."

"...Oh." The teacher nodded, the reason was barely plausible, and then he saw the timid Lin Qiao behind Chen Lijun.

Lin Qiao obviously tried his best to conceal his figure, but still did not escape the eyes of the teacher at the door.

"This classmate, you..." The teacher tilted his head and looked at Lin Qiao through the crowd, "What is your major?"

"Teacher, she is my girlfriend," Chen Lijun stood up, "he came here with me."

The teacher: "..."

These are some messy relationships!

"That female classmate lying on the ground," the teacher took a deep breath and stared at Zhang Jianshan, "What does it have to do with you?"

"She, she really came to do volunteer work." Zhang Jianshan said.

The teacher: "..." Oh, it means that your volunteer work is all fake?

Zhang Jianshan quickly shut up.

Tang Ji bypassed him, stepped forward, smiled and said to a tall and strong figure behind the teacher at the door: "Hello, police officer! We meet again!"

Originally, the three police officers in charge of Wu Pei's case came to the courtyard to understand the situation and wanted to see the classroom where the corpse was stored.

Unexpectedly, not only was the door of the classroom closed, but there were still several people inside after it was opened.

The old police officer pointed to Zhao Jie who was lying on the ground, and asked, "What's wrong with this girl?"

With this question, Zhang Jianshan and the others became nervous again.

Tang Ji was the most calm among them, and he lied without any psychological burden. He took the initiative to explain: "This is Zhao Jie, a freshman. She just passed out suddenly."

"It was because she was dizzy that we were all worried and surrounded her to check the situation, so we didn't hear the knock on the door."

"I don't know why I'm dizzy, teacher, should we contact 120 and take care of the patient first!"

Zhang Jianshan's face became more and more ugly, is he fucking dizzy, this person is dead.

Call an ambulance to come over, and you can't help it!

Tang Ji patted Zhang Jianshan's shoulder calmly, signaling him to rest assured with his eyes.

"Student Zhao Jie, she is indeed a freshman." The teacher recognized Zhao Jie, and now his attention was on the girl lying on the ground, "What's wrong with her?"

Two teachers led three policemen to walk in. There were ten people standing in the not-so-big classroom, which was a little crowded.

"Teacher, let us students go out first," Tang Ji suggested, "There are too many people here, and the air is not good. It will also hinder your work."

The teacher holding the key was about to nod in agreement, but the voice of the old police officer sounded——

"Wait!"

"In my opinion, isn't the classmate lying on the ground fainted?"

"She's not breathing."