It is strictly forbidden to collapse people [Unlimited]

Mo Jue shook his head: "We should not have entered the ghost talk yet."

Just as Shen Yongle opened his mouth to say something, he heard a sudden "bang" from his side, and then the little fat man shot out from his side like a cannonball, and instantly stuck to the wall of the corridor on the other side, the familiar scream resounded through the night sky again .

This time there was too much movement, everyone was frightened, screaming one after another, and it was only when they calmed down that they realized that the wall had collapsed.

Strictly speaking, it can't be called a wall, it should be temporarily built with materials such as gypsum board. Just now Lu Fanqi was scared and kept backing away. He leaned against this wall without paying attention, so he put it Overwhelmed.

The plasterboard was smashed into several pieces, and the clock that was hanging on it fell to the ground... revealing the wide staircase leading to the seventh floor behind.

After the inspection, Mo Jue came to a preliminary conclusion: "It should be that after the accident, the school used this method to block the stairs for the safety of the students."

Shen Yongle: "No wonder I felt something was wrong just now. Compared with the other side of the classroom, the width here is obviously too narrow. It turns out that there is still a staircase."

Everyone quickly climbed up the stairs to the real top floor.

Probably because they got used to being scared, everyone calmed down a lot this time.

There are only four classrooms on the seventh floor. When you go upstairs, the teacher's office is directly in the center, and the classrooms are distributed on both sides. They are slightly narrower and longer than the classrooms downstairs. Therefore, there is an extra space outside the corridor, which is similar to a small terrace.

Because these four classrooms are built on the inner side of the roof, they are covered by the terrace, so it is no wonder that they cannot be seen from downstairs.

Shen Yongle looked at the burnt clock hanging in the center.

"There's time for the fire to start."

Everyone gathered around to take a look, and saw that the clock stopped forever at 28:[-] in the morning.

Yu Shibei: "What time is it?"

"Two fifty." It was the gentleman who answered, "The clock downstairs just now should be accurate."

Yu Shibei was a little surprised: "Why is it almost three o'clock? Time flies so fast!"

Shao Errong couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Then Lu Fanqi is really lucky. If we find out about the seventh floor later, we probably don't have time to investigate and determine the source of the fire. Tonight will be completely wasted."

Lu Fanqi was a little embarrassed at first because he was too bluffed, so he didn't dare to speak, but he finally relaxed after hearing this: "No, Leshen has actually found out that something is wrong."

Time was running out, everyone forgot to be afraid, spread out and quickly searched the entire top floor.

The classrooms were all burned so badly that it was impossible to accurately judge the real fire point.

Unwilling to give up, Jing Yue climbed in through the window again, checking classrooms one by one, but couldn't find any strong evidence.

The time passed by one minute and one second, and it was a quarter past three in the blink of an eye.

Shen Yongle stood on the balcony, scanning the row of classrooms in front of him.

Everyone became anxious, and no one chatted anymore.

The roof of the terrace is not blocked, and the bright starlight illuminates the view very clearly, which is much higher than the visibility inside the building.

Shen Yongle suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and looked up at the top of his head.

"Hey..." He looked around, "You said that group of students, why did they come here to celebrate their birthdays?"

The Sir had already developed a tacit rapport with him, and instantly understood what he meant: "...Because of the terrace?"

"Yes! The terrace!" Lu Fanqi also came to his senses, "There is a version of the strange story, that is, the group of students lit candles all over the terrace in order to help one of the boys confess to the girls, and then they accidentally ignited it."

Jing Yue: "Then the initial fire point is not in the classroom, but on the terrace."

The terrace was not very large, and they quickly found a place where wax oil was left.

The next step is to wait.

With 28 minutes left before 5 points, seven people looked at each other around the lucky drop of wax.

Jing Yue had already taken off his jacket to make it easier to look through the window, but now he was only wearing a short-sleeved school uniform T-shirt, and he was still sweating from the heat.

Several other people also rolled up their school uniform sleeves.

I didn't feel it when I was looking for clues just now, but now everyone is a little impatient. Lu Fanqi even took Yu Shibei's hand to help cool down.

Everyone will be more or less affected by the nature of the ghost story after becoming a ghost story. For example, Yu Youtian is still crying blood and tears, and Yu Shibei's hands are particularly cold because he is a stone statue...

And Hanako, who died in the toilet, naturally had a perennial chill all over her body.

Shen Yongle pretended to be inadvertent and moved towards the Sir again.

Mo Jue noticed his small movements and thought he was afraid, so he put his coat on his shoulders calmly, and held his hand quietly under the cover of the clothes.

Shen Yongle: "..."

Although it's very hot... But don't give up, get it, take it off at all!

The jacket is full of the smell that belongs to Sir Alex, like the pheromones in some special setting, making Shen Yongle wrapped in it even hotter.

Lele blushed, but she didn't want to let go of Sir Alex's hand at all, so she could only try to cool herself down.

The villain angel shouted: Ah ah Shen Yongle, please calm down, the Sir must have no other intentions!

The devil villain swells: Doesn't matter if he has other intentions, let's talk about it first!Don't be cowardly, tease him!

Shen Yongle was teased by the devil, and couldn't control his mouth at first: "If it gets hotter..."

Mo Jue: "?"

Shen Yongle became more and more angry, "My cream is about to melt..."

Don't think it's funny.

Shen Yongle almost blurted out "Would you like to have a lick", and almost stopped the car temporarily, making his little heart pounding wildly in fright.

Sir Alex suddenly said, "Well, it's very sweet."

Shen Yongle: "...????"

Shen Yongle: "!!!!"

What the hell!

What kind of tacit backlash is this? !

The Sir is also very good at it!

Who can stand this?

The friends on the side didn't notice the atmosphere here at all, and Jing Yue was already too hot to stay.

Seeing that he was sweating profusely, Shao Errong couldn't help being a little surprised: "Is it really that hot?"

Yu Shibei was also a little strange, but still nodded and said: "It should be because we are statues, so our perceptions are different. You can see that Lu Fanqi and Yu Youtian are also sweating."

Shao Errong was dissatisfied: "Leshen also added a piece of clothing."

Shen Yongle: "..."

In fact, he is also really hot.

But no one wants him to take that coat off tonight!

Shen Yongle turned his attention back a little, felt it, and felt that it was abnormally hot.

He paused slightly.

"Wait!" Shen Yongle suddenly stood up from the ground, "We have already missed the time to catch fire!"

Time was too tight just now, and everyone was focused on finding the place where the fire started before the 28th, but no one doubted the problem at this point in time.

Shen Yongle: "The clock is hung on the other side of the stairs. By the time the fire spreads, Bi Ran has already burned for a long time."

He looked around the crowd, "This time, we are really trapped in the strange talk."

According to rumors, they can only avoid being trapped in the disaster of the year if they light the candles at the fire time and then extinguish them within 10 minutes.

They have clearly fallen into the disaster of the year.

The surrounding temperature is getting higher and higher, and the skin has already produced the feeling of being scorched.

Even Mo Jue started to feel the heat.

Yu Youtian was a little scared: "What should we do now? Will we be burned to death here?"

Jing Yue had already tried to go downstairs, but just as he ran down the first floor, he appeared at the stairs again.

Mo Jue looked down from the balcony for a while, and felt that he should be able to jump directly to the corridor on the lower floor, but Shen Yongle stopped him before he tried: "It shouldn't be possible, if you jump down, it's the same as Jing Yue going downstairs. "

Lu Fanqi looked around for a while, and whispered: "It seems that there are really no ghosts..."

Shen Yongle suddenly blessed his soul.

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "Hey, have people been burned to death here before?"

Lu Fanqi: "What?"

"I mean the group of students who lit the fire." The invisible fire gradually increased, and everyone had squeezed into the bathroom along the last coolness. "Are those students trapped in the fire and burned to death?"

Lu Fanqi thought for a while, but was a little unsure: "Shouldn't there be?"

Yu Shibei: "There is nothing blocking the road. If you ran outside when the fire just broke out, you should be able to run away directly, right?"

Shao Errong also said: "The stairs don't seem to be burned down, even if there is something blocking the way, you can climb the wall to the next floor, right?"

Shen Yongle also felt the same way, if the students were really burned to death, it would be impossible for this building to still be in normal use.

"Then," he glanced at Jing Yue, "this is an 'item' kind of weird talk, and it's the floor itself that's causing the trouble, not the ghosts who were burned to death in the fire."

In other words, this weird talk is not their teammate.

Jing Yue immediately understood what he meant: "But if you don't decipher this strange story, you will all be trapped here to death."

Shen Yongle was noncommittal.

Both Yu Youtian and Shao Errong looked at him with pleading faces.

"Okay," Shen Yongle sighed, "It's the floor that caused the trouble, so the source of the resentment is obvious."

Le Shen followed the instructions: "This is an old building. It seems to be built before the founding of the People's Republic of China. It seems that some spirituality has been born out of control-if you are the building itself, why are you making trouble?"

Mo Jue raised his eyebrows: "...Because those students didn't put out the fire before they left?"

Lu Fanqi felt blessed in an instant: "That's right!"

He turned his head and looked around, "When the fire just started, the way down the stairs was not blocked, so the students should be able to run away, but they sneaked up to light candles in violation of the prohibition. They were afraid of being punished by the school, so they didn't dare It was not until most of the floor was burnt out that the security guards discovered it and urgently put out the fire."

"Lou will be angry because all the people caught in the strange story just want to escape, and no one puts out the fire with their own hands!"

Everyone's eyes lit up.

So the way to crack the strange story is to put out the candle with water within 10 minutes after the fire.

What needs to be extinguished is actually not the candles they lit, but the candles that burned down the floor during the fire or in the ghost talk.

After 10 minutes, the fire spreads, and those who are still here will naturally be trapped all the time.

Yu Youtian raised his hand: "I just saw a fire extinguisher at the corner of the stairs!"

Yu Shibei turned on the faucet casually: "Yes, this faucet can also discharge water, it would be great if there is a water pipe..."

Jing Yue: "You can use buckets of water, and it can also be extinguished if the clothes are wet."

Lu Fanqi rubbed his hands: "Hurry up, hurry up, before the fire is completely burned..."

They couldn't see the flames, and they didn't know the specific conditions of the fire, so they could only use their physical senses to find the fire point. Fortunately, they felt a lot cooler after going down a bucket of water.

Shen Yongle's eyes lit up: "It's useful!"

Everyone did not divide into groups, and worked together to put out the fire with wet clothes. After the fire extinguishers were used up, they formed a row to pass the buckets. They worked hard for most of the night until the sky began to turn gray, and finally put out the fire.

Everyone lay sprawled on the terrace, looking at the gradually brightening east, with lingering fears in their hearts.

But in the morning light of Xi Wei, a slim and beautiful woman who looked like a teacher came out of nothingness, she smiled gently, with apology on her face: "Everyone has worked hard... I am Xu Manxin."

Jing Yue originally thought that the burning floor was a failure tonight, and was very pleasantly surprised to see the person, so he immediately pulled him over and explained the current situation to her.

Xu Manxin should be nearly 50 years old, his temples are already gray, but they are well maintained, and he looks like he was born in a scholarly family.

Shen Yongle secretly counted the number of players, the nine players that Sir Alex saw, plus the three of them, Jing Yue and Xu Manxin, now exactly fourteen.

The score of the two teams became four to four.

Lele was too tired to turn his head, and he didn't know what he was whispering in the ear of the lord. He was covered with the lord's clothes, sniffing his reassuring breath, and soon lost consciousness.

Mo Jue, who listened carefully to his raving, froze slightly.

Then he turned his head and looked at the person sleeping on his shoulder, his eyes were half doting and half admiring, after all, he didn't wake him up again, just shook his head with a smile.

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