When AI intelligent people meet fierce gods

Looking at this weird group photo, Zhang Mei only felt chills in her bones.

Wu Ming saw that she was not in the right state, so he took a flashlight to look at her curiously: "What did you find?"

In order to prevent the monsters from tracking in the dark, he turned down the brightness of the flashlight very low, and the light was dim.

But with such a faint light, through the holes in the photos, the eyes of each portrait are shining with a faint light, as if they are alive.

"Ah!" Zhang Mei exclaimed in shock, shaking her fingers, and the whole photo fell to the ground.

The moment the photo landed, the originally dark and gloomy auditorium suddenly lit up with lights, the decayed door was closed with a bang, and the whole room was brightly lit.

The three people in the room were all startled and looked around in unison.

The light tubes that had not been energized for many years suddenly became radiant, the hanging ribbons took on a new look, and the number-shaped balloons floated in the air. The three of them seemed to have strayed into the celebration scene of the party.

What was even more frightening was that the empty seats around were suddenly filled with people.

These people were wearing old school uniforms, and they should be students of Ping An Middle School. They all sat quietly on their seats with their heads bowed, their skins were dead gray, and they didn't move or speak.

A broken stereo was thrown in the open space in the middle, and as the lights came on, the broken stereo also started up, bursts of absurd and out-of-tune music sounded.

Zhang Mei looked at the students who appeared inexplicably, looked at their faces carefully, and suddenly gasped for breath: "They are all the people in the photos!"

"I just picked up a photo. The students in the photo first turned their backs to the camera, and then turned their heads to show their faces. Everyone's eyes were poked blind... Finally, the photo fell to the ground, and all the people on it suddenly came alive... "

She was a little incoherent, and explained to her companion what happened just now with an excited expression.

Yi Qi looked around, frowning: "The current lights and music will definitely attract monsters in the dark, we need to leave here temporarily."

He made a decisive decision and decided to evacuate with the two of them.

Seeing that they were about to leave, the students who had lowered their heads suddenly raised their heads in unison. There were a pair of pale eyes with no black pupils on their dead gray faces, and they stared at the three of them expressionlessly.

"Crack, creak, creak..."

There was a toothache grinding sound.

These students seemed to be nailed to the chairs, and they never stood up, but their bodies were integrated with the chairs, they moved their limbs, dragged the chairs towards the middle, and surrounded the three of Yiqi.

Some students moved to the door of the auditorium, stretched out their withered palms, and grabbed the door lock of the auditorium. They forcibly deformed the metal door lock and sealed the door tightly.

The way for everyone to leave has been blocked.

To make matters worse, even though it was pitch black outside, the three of Yi Qi could still hear a dull and painful breathing sound coming from outside, lingering around the bright window.

The monster has already chased it, and it is outside the auditorium at this moment.

The front and back roads were blocked, Wu Ming and Zhang Mei couldn't help but change their expressions.Even the audience in the live broadcast room were mourning.

[It's over!Now, there is danger inside and outside the house. 】

[The anchor and the others were wrapped in dumplings, so they couldn't escape at all!How about fighting these ghosts and making a mess? 】

[You are stupid!There are dozens of ghosts in the house, and they can deform the metal door lock. Think about how strong they are?How could the anchor and the three of them have done it? 】

【Ha ha!This time the anchor finally wants to blow the candle and pull out the wax, playing himself to death.I still go to the live broadcast room of the skinner, the live broadcast over there is more cool! 】

[You're talking nonsense, I believe the host will be able to escape, think of a way...]

Yi Qi ignored those sneering barrages, but spread his arms, protecting Wu Ming and the two behind him, and analyzed: "The monster outside the door has never rushed into the auditorium."

"It should be afraid of ghosts in the photos, so it only dares to wander outside the house. Different ghosts on campus should have different divisions of influence."

"So, as long as photo ghosting exists, monsters are safe for us."

At this moment, those students who blocked the road suddenly turned their heads in unison, staring at Zhang Mei with pale eyes.

Zhang Mei trembled from being stared at.

"Xiao Yun, dance! Xiao Yun, dance..."

The students mechanically raised their hands and started applauding in unison, as if booing at a party.

It's just that when they were booing, the expressions on their faces were still stiff, their voices were cold, and there was no emotional ups and downs. The whole party was not lively, but the atmosphere was extremely weird.

The music from the broken speaker also became sharper and out of tune, like a harsh dance music.

Yi Qi keenly grasped a key name from the students' words.

Xiao Yun.

In Wang Xiaoming's diary, he once recorded a beginning:

[I want to ask Xiaohong to meet, but we must be careful not to be discovered by them.Otherwise, it will be like the previous senior sister Xiao Yun...]

Who is senior sister Xiao Yun?And who are "they"?

He also remembered the jingle that the driver master once sang on the way here.

[The lights are not turned on at night, and the hands and feet are light and silent. 】

[Don't speak loudly, the campus can only talk about silence. 】

[Don't look through old photos, take pictures together without opening your eyes. 】

If the first two items, no lights and no loud voices, correspond to monsters wandering outside the house, then the article about old photos should refer to the students inside the house at this time.

Each student's eyes only have two pale eyeballs without pupils. Does this also correspond to the point of "not opening eyes for group photos"?

What happened to Xiao Yun that made the students in the photo dare not open their eyes again?

Yi Qi's eyes were like lightning, and he searched everywhere in the auditorium.Suddenly, he fixed his eyes on the number-shaped decorative balloons.

214, does this number represent a date?

This date... is Valentine's Day in the West.

When people nowadays think of Valentine’s Day, they usually think of Qixi Festival or 520, but if you go back 20 years, many young people will think that Western Valentine’s Day is very fashionable.

Coupled with the festive decorations in the auditorium, perhaps many years ago, students held a party here to celebrate Valentine's Day.

Then, accompanied by the dance music on the stereo, the students started booing again, asking a female student named Xiao Yun to dance on stage.

Ping An Middle School is a private school, but it is allowing students to celebrate Valentine's Day, perhaps not just because of enlightenment.

And at the party that day, something bad must have happened. The students who made a fuss were all left in the photo and turned into ghost images.

At this time, those students applauded for a long time, but no one came to the stage, so they began to get restless.

The sound of chair legs moving frequently sounded, and the students began to gradually narrow the encirclement in the direction of the three of them.

"They're booing and wanting you to dance on stage."

Yi Qi supported Zhang Mei's shoulders and said, "You picked up the photos, so they are staring at you. Performing on stage can temporarily appease them. Don't be afraid, I can go with you."

Since it's Valentine's Day, the number of people dancing is naturally two.

Zhang Mei grabbed his sleeve in panic, her body trembled slightly, after a while, she took a deep breath, made up her mind, and her eyes became firm: "Okay, I'll go."

She said to Yi Qi again: "It's fine for me to go alone, you still don't want to attract the attention of the ghosts, and concentrate on thinking about ways to break the situation, so that we can be saved."

"Don't be afraid, I can dance with her." Wu Ming stepped forward and patted Zhang Mei's shoulder, trying to encourage and support his friend.

"Brother Yi, you are the smartest person. The two of us are responsible for appeasing the ghosts. You are responsible for finding a solution. It's all up to you!"

Wu Ming smiled at Yi Qi, with great trust in his smile.

Yi Qi was slightly taken aback, frowning, but didn't say anything, just grabbed the backpack he was carrying with all his strength.

He has already thought of a way!

At this time, the booing students around seemed even more agitated, and they gradually approached them, and the teeth-stinging friction sounded continuously.

Wu Ming hurriedly took Zhang Mei's hand, and the two walked towards the open space in the middle of the auditorium as if they were dead.

The students were no longer agitated. Pairs of white eyes stared at the two of them, and the uniform applause sounded again.

But standing in the middle of the stage, Zhang Mei and Wu Ming discovered a serious problem.

What if I can't dance?

Looking at the group of evil spirits around them, the two hesitated for a moment, and had no choice but to bite the bullet and hug each other like a bear hugging a tree, trying to dance a ballroom dance with stiff limbs.

Twisting left, twisting right, stomping... Twisting left again, twisting right, stomping...

The insteps of the two of them were almost swollen, and finally, they staggered and managed to finish a dance in the ending dance music.

The student ghost clapped stiffly, and shouted in a strange voice: "Gift session, gift session, gift..."

Urged by booing, Wu Ming had no choice but to fumble in his trouser pocket for a while, finally took out a piece of chewing gum, and handed it to Zhang Mei, treating it as a gift.

After Zhang Mei accepted the chewing gum, she thought the party was over, but those students not only did not disperse, but applauded even louder.

"Xiao Yun, dance! Xiao Yun, dance..." The students booed again, and there was a stiff smile on their expressionless face, showing malicious intentions.

In the open space this time, there were inexplicably two extra chairs, put together and placed between the two of them.

Zhang Mei's eyes widened in surprise: "They...don't want us to stand on chairs and jump?"

"It's hard to say, the booing in the student days... must be giving you a problem!" Wu Ming gritted his teeth and stepped on the chair bravely, "I hope we won't break our legs."

This time, the dance music sounded sharper and more out of tune, and it sounded horrific.

Because of stepping on the chair, Wu Ming and Zhang Mei danced more cautiously, almost to the point of panic, for fear that they would fall off the chair, so the dance steps were very ugly.

It was not easy to wait until the end of the dance music, and it was time to give gifts to each other.

Wu Ming searched all over his body, but he couldn't find anything extra, so anxious that his forehead was sweating.

A group of ghosts were watching all around, as if if Wu Ming couldn't come up with the "gift", they would rush up and tear the two of them to pieces.

Fortunately, Zhang Mei took out half a pack of tissues from her pocket in time and handed it to Wu Ming, treating it as a gift and fooling the "gift link".

But before the two of them could breathe a sigh of relief, they saw another seat suddenly superimposed on the chair just now.

The upper and lower chairs are piled on top of each other, looking precarious and likely to fall over at any time.

Wu Ming and Zhang Mei looked stunned, and there was a hint of despair in their eyes.

The students gathered around the two of them and clapped harder. The weird smile on the corners of their mouths widened and they kept booing: "Xiao Yun, dance! Xiao Yun, dance..."

……

When the dance music played for the third time, Yi Qi was fixing the flashlight in a place where the students couldn't notice.

Just a moment ago, he had embedded several flashlights in his backpack in various corners of the auditorium one by one.

Behind the door, at the corner of the wall, at the dome, beside the light tube, beside the window...

Yiqi's eyes have night vision ability and don't need lighting facilities. The reason why he put so many flashlights in his backpack this time is naturally modified in advance for other purposes.

Just as he was fixing the last flashlight by the window, he suddenly heard a playful exclamation from outside the window.

"Wow!"

He raised his head, and saw two dark golden pupils in the dark night outside the window, staring at him with a smile: "Meet you again."

Seeing this person suddenly, Yi Qi's silver eyes moved slightly, and his heart was instantly ablaze, showing a bit of anger rarely.

"Wind Candle!"

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Feng Zhu: "Hello! (,,???)? ゛"

Yiqi: "Go away, golden-eyed liar! (ノ｀Д)ノ"

Feng Zhu: "... Isn't he a golden-eyed thief? Why did he become a liar again?"

Yi Qi: "Hmph! Golden-eyed trotters!"

Wind Candle: "..."