Penitent hand, trembling slightly

During the time she was away, the word on the table had been written.Sure enough, it did not exceed her expectation, it was a "卧".

There are new scratches at the place where the word "卢" is separated by a certain distance. At present, there are only one stroke and one vertical, and it is still unclear what the character is.

Shen Maomao didn't care about waiting for him to finish writing, and quickly carved a Lou on the table, and added a question mark next to it.

The other party didn't respond to her, and continued to write the unfinished word.

This time the word "late" was written on the opposite side.

Unwilling to give up, Shen Maomao drew a circle next to "Lou", but still did not get any response.

The person on the opposite side began to write the third character, and Shen Maomao put down the stolen knife in frustration, knowing in his heart that the characters on his side might not be able to be passed on to the opposite side.

The third character is only half engraved, the upper part is a learning character, the lower part is a stalk from left to right, and the next stroke suddenly slanted to the edge of the table, as if some external force made it impossible to continue writing on the other side, it can be seen Shen Maomao was startled for a while.

She waited for a few more minutes, but no words appeared on the desktop, and she immediately understood that the person opposite might be in danger, and she couldn't continue.

However, Shen Maomao didn't need to write the full text, but she could roughly guess what the opposite party wanted to express—probably asking her to come to school at night?

The person who wrote on the table was in a hurry and there was no font at all. She suspected that the person who wrote the letter was Lou Jingmo, but she was not sure. Who knows if this is a trap?

She tiptoedly returned the knife without attracting anyone's attention.

After returning to the classroom again, she was no longer anxious. Instead, her mind was full of those two words that Lou Jingmo's person might have left for her.

Lou Jingmo did say that he would visit the school at night, and told Jin Mao to go to school to find her if he was afraid.So even if the font on the desktop is completely different from that of Lou Jingmo, she still thinks that there is a [-]% chance that that person is Sister Lou herself, and the remaining two are because the game wants to fuck her.

Even without these two words, she must find a way to stay in school tonight, but she doesn't know how to avoid the eyes of Shen's mother and the woman on the third floor, maybe there will be more weird things today Appear……

Just like that, in the afternoon, a large cloud appeared in the sky that had finally cleared up for a long time.

This dark cloud came quickly and quickly, appearing over the school almost at once, covering the whole school in a huge shadow, causing the students to run out of the classroom one after another, looking up at this special dark cloud.

Shen Maomao lay on the window sill, feeling inexplicable, feeling an inexplicable sense of uncertainty.

In the next second, blood-red rain fell from the sky and poured over the students who were still standing outside, turning them into little red men one by one.

The sky and the earth turned into a red curtain, isolating the people inside and outside.

The smell of blood smelled like blood, and the people outside ran towards the teaching building like crazy, but when they ran to the position two meters away from the teaching building, it was as if they were blocked by a transparent air wall. Unable to advance half a step.

"Guru..."

"Guru..."

The voice she had heard before resounded again, just like the day Chen Meihan's body was discovered, a spring suddenly appeared on the playground, and scarlet blisters burst out one after another.

The ground paved with mud soon became wet in a large area, and then water appeared.

There seemed to be some unknown creature swimming in the stagnant water. A pair of red hands stretched out from the water, grabbed the foot of a child who fell behind, and dragged it down.

Hearing only a "plop", a child more than one meter high sank directly to the bottom of the water, which was not as deep as his ankles, leaving only bubbles in circles.

The cries and screams of children were heard outside. Everyone was crowded in the air barrier, with their small faces pressed against the transparent wall, snot and tears dripping down together, crying and begging the teacher to save them .

There were exclamations and discussions in the teaching building, but it was obvious that no one would save them, because everyone could not protect themselves...

Shen Maomao looked out through the glass window, and met a little boy who looked a little younger than her.As if seeing hope, the boy cried and stretched out his hand to her, and an indistinct voice came into Shen Maomao's ears——

"Sister, help me..."

Shen Maomao turned his head and returned to his seat.

The light in the boy's eyes was like a candle flickering in the wind. After experiencing the baptism of the heavy rain, it quickly dimmed.

In the next second, Shen Maomao jumped out of the window with his little duck umbrella!

She walked in the blood rain with an umbrella and ran to the little boy.

The blood had spread to the edge of the air wall, no matter who it was, they would be pulled into the bottom of the water the first time they touched the blood, and never surfaced again.

The rest of the children wanted to melt themselves into the air wall, and all the students who stayed in the classroom and escaped the disaster also stayed away from the window, only Shen Maomao, like a weak moth, went straight to the fire.

She was standing by the air wall, tentatively reaching out her hand towards the wall.

But to her surprise, her hand was as natural as reaching into the air, without any hindrance at all.

The scarlet water drops fell on her arm, bringing her a burning tingling sensation. The boy grabbed her hand, and the other people beside her also noticed the situation here, and surrounded her like crazy.

Shen Maomao tried to hold the boy's hand and take him to a safe area, but failed.

She still came and went freely, but the boy's hand was stuck on the air wall, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't bring him out.

The little boy burst into tears and slammed his arm against the wall: "What should I do...why can't I go out...who can come and save me..."

Shen Maomao also felt uncomfortable for a while: "I'm sorry..."

"Thank you sister..." The boy looked at her, his flustered expression calmed down.

"You don't need to apologize to me..." He held onto Shen Maomao's hand tightly, with a malicious smile on his lips, and suddenly began to pull her forcefully into the air wall, "Just come in and accompany me!"

Shen Mao suddenly opened his eyes wide.

A strong force came from the little boy's hand, and Shen Maomao staggered and barely stopped.

"Stay with me... sister..."

At the same time, the other children around her gradually moved closer to her, with gloating looks in their eyes, as if they were very happy to have a fool buried with them.A few others had already reached out to her with dirty hands, ready to do a favor and pull her in earlier.

Shen Maomao threw away the umbrella, flipped the grasped wrist, the other hand pierced through the air wall, held the boy's wrist, and twisted it deftly——

With a "crack", the paw holding her dropped limply, and the boy let out a shrill scream.

Shen Maomao picked up the duckling umbrella that fell on the ground, carried the umbrella handle on his shoulder, and looked at the group of bad kids with a smile: "Didn't expect that?"

As she spoke, she wiped the blood from her face with her sleeve.

A patch of red was evenly spread across half of her face, she was like a ghost, with an innocent smile on her face, but she spit out a string of words that didn't match her age: "You little turtles, today's day I want to be not only Lu Dongbin, but also the guide of the underworld for you bastards!"

She wanted to help because she was soft-hearted and disregarded her own safety, but she was useless if she couldn't be saved, and she didn't ask them to thank her...

But what kind of behavior is it to drag her into the water if you can't save her?Isn't it the farmer and the snake, Mr. Dong Guo and the wolf, Lu Dongbin and the dog!

Standing in front of the air barrier, standing in the rain of blood, watching these children being swallowed up one by one with cold eyes, the softness in her heart has long since disappeared.

The little boy who didn't succeed in his goal had a venomous look in his eyes, very much like the man Shen Maomao saw downstairs that day.

He screamed, roared, and asked Shen Maomao angrily why they were the ones who died.

Shen Maomao quietly watched him struggle; watched the water level getting closer and closer to him; watched him change from hysterical to trembling, and finally spat at him: "It's right!"

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left, returning to the classroom step by step, without looking at what happened behind her.

The last thing that came to her ears was a series of "grunts", like fishes spitting bubbles.

……

Shen Maomao washed the blood on his body alone in the water room.Clear tap water was flowing on her hands, but the blood seemed to grow in her skin, no matter how vigorously she scrubbed it, she couldn't wash it off.

"The bad luck is dead..." She muttered, giving up and continuing to fight against the already aching skin.

Fortunately, the red color is just eye-catching and has no fishy smell, otherwise she would definitely become a living target in the ghost world.

When she went out and passed the mirror, she was almost startled by herself in it.I saw a little red man standing in the mirror, red from head to toe, apart from being a little scary, there was even a hint of funny joy.

After pretending to be aggressive, Shen Maomao wanted to cry a little.

For the first time, she had doubts about her soft-heartedness.

She wouldn't believe it if the blood wasn't a death trigger.If her heart hadn't softened, now she could sit quietly in the classroom and wait for school to end, instead of anxiously waiting for death like a ghost.

But when she chose to help Shen's mother before, it never happened that Shen's mother wanted to throw her over to stop Shen's father from escaping by himself!

She sorted it out herself.

The fault is not her soft heart, but this group of brats who don't know who ruined the Three Views.

But it is understandable for one, or a few bear children to be like this. Why do all the children trapped in the middle look like they want to drag her to be buried with them?

Perhaps as the product of dungeons, they are more malicious than ordinary people, and it is easier to breed dark flowers from the bottom of their hearts?

Shen Maomao couldn't be sure either.

But it was enough to make her face up to her soft heart.

If she hadn't learned the ability to break free and had the ability to defend herself, she would definitely not be able to break free just now, and then she would be surrounded by a group of brats and dragged into the air wall by them—or would she be thrown directly into the bloody water?

When she was resurrected beside Lou Jingmo, Lou Jingmo asked her how she died, and she said, "I was killed by a child younger than me"...

Shame, so shameful.