The classroom was dyed red.

A few strange people were bent over, holding large books and immersed themselves in reading.

Whoever the scissors fall into, the weirdo will use the scissors to cut something off his body.

But the game did not stop because of his crying. The sound of knocking on the table sounded again, and the rounds of drumming and passing flowers were still going on.

"You are the sixth person!"

The higher the level of terror, the deeper the projection world you can escape into.

Feeling such an obvious change, Xu Yuan felt it clearly.

Many entities hidden in the darkness have revealed their true identities.

“How interesting!”

"Yes, someone was peeking. I, that's why I let go of the scissors."

The shadow double is now more powerful than before.

I just don’t know if I, the teacher in this old school building, has the same authority as Chang Ming in front of me.

“How interesting!”

From time to time, white shadows flash through the dark windows, but if you look closely, you will find that there is nothing in the windows.

As soon as the coins disappeared, they continued to take coins out of their pockets in fear, as if they had endless coins in their pockets.

The room full of weirdos has been targeting a few weirdos.

"So...is there some kind of rule that makes them specific to the weirdness that makes the scissors land?"

[You climbed through the window and entered the old school building. You violated the code of conduct that a teacher should have. You were punished and you died. 】

The inexplicable sense of prying eyes kept rising.

Looking at the simple and crude pictures on the canvas of despair, Xu Yuan nodded with satisfaction.

After finishing this, Xu Yuan was still not satisfied.

Glancing at the empty window, the tall and strange man gave Song Shaoyi a cold look and snorted coldly.

Shrouded in shadows darker than night.

"Gone! Gone!"

He nodded silently and completely canceled Guixi's blockade.

There is also a woman with a mature figure who is weird.

"Why call him?"

A man sitting in the front row raised his eyes with a look of indifference on his face.

A group of headless weirdos used their heads as balls to kick. They kicked very hard with every kick. The heads that were kicked were already bruised and swollen, and their eyeballs were squeezed out by the powerful volleys.

Outside the window, Xu Yuan, who was hidden by the ghost, looked at the crying fifth person who had lost two fingers and the blood stains that exploded on Song Shaoyi.

A strange man pretending to be fierce.

Looking at the canvas of despair that is almost covered with all kinds of ghosts, and the little fat man holding his belly in the corner of the canvas of despair as if he is going to die.

"...Okay."

Following his movement, his breath spread directly into the room.

He even saw that the red figure was a strange man wearing clothes. The redness on this strange man's body came from the blood on his body. He also held a sharp paper knife in his hand.

This old campus is showing Xu Yuan what this area is really like.

Try to understand every strange move in the classroom.

"ah!"

"I want to play the king's game!"

The spreading shadow was like thick ink, covering the entire old campus in an instant.

It's just that he hasn't participated in this game and doesn't know what the specific rules are.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

But their drum is the table in the room, and the flowers they pass are a pair of sharp scissors stained with blood.

This is really useful.

"Play the game! Yeah! Play the game!"

Bang bang bang!

The cheerful banging on the table continued, and the scissors used to cut off a piece of meat became even more bloody.

"Song Shaoyi, what do you want to do!"

Even in Xu Yuan's perception, it seemed as if it didn't exist, making it impossible for his ghosts to touch it.

These strange things entangled in blood-colored chains were eventually sealed on the canvas of despair.

Pulling out the Yuye Butcher Knife from the side of his backpack, Xu Yuan placed it on the Blood Hate Motorcycle.

In the dark ghost world.

The weird games played indoors are somewhat similar to drumming and passing flowers.

The human-headed cat has a bloody fingerprint and two pointed ears.

This school building seems to be in another space, completely unaffected.

Don't say it yet.

A strange person sitting by the window just took the scissors handed to him at the front desk, and turned around when he was about to pass it to the next strange person.

Suddenly, he discovered that a masked head was floating on the window, staring at it.

From time to time, vague whispers sounded in my ears.

"Outside the window, outside the window... there is a teacher!"

Just like now.

Protected by dark red paint, several doors are quite complete.

He cried and resisted, but his body bent down uncontrollably. He picked up the fallen scissors, stretched out the little finger of his left hand, and cut with the scissors.

"ah!"

The sounds of laughter and laughter kept ringing, and the "weird" people in the school gradually relaxed their vigilance because they were not aware of Xu Yuan's presence.

"Is it restricted by some kind of rules?"

With a sound of knocking, the blood-stained scissors were about to reach the strange, mature man's hand.

The negative emotions full of resentment have been embodied in the four targeted weirdos, except for the black mist that is like substance.

"Hahaha!"

The depth that Xu Yuan's ghost-shadow can affect is five levels.

With a chuckle, Xu Yuan couldn't help but look forward to it.

But just when he left his seat less than one meter away, his body suddenly exploded and turned into a pool of exploding plasma.

A strange woman wearing a sailor uniform.

Xu Yuan is going to let the "weirdness" of this old school building recall the fear of being dominated by the teacher peeking out of the window.

Therefore, these people have the most injuries.

Just like in the beginning, his ghost hair can hide nearly two layers of the underworld.

The weird ones who had their flesh cut off were screaming, while the weird ones who had not been cut off were laughing happily, full of cruelty.

"Is this considered an open-door killing?"

Stop every time the drum beats.

"No, don't... don't!"

"continue!"

Looking at the dead Song Shaoyi, Zhuang Zhuo Wei spit out his saliva and said coldly.

Wow!

At this time, the blood stains on the canvas of despair also condensed one after another, turning into blood-colored chains that shot out and wrapped around the bodies of the weird people who were suppressed by the ghosts.

He was thinking about whether he should climb through the window and enter this weird school building.

Having absorbed a large number of strange shadow doubles, Xu Yuan also gained some kind of advancement after he advanced to Black Power.

Because there was too much dust on the windows, it was very blurry to see the inside from the outside.

"What nonsense are you talking about? There is someone outside the window."
To be continued...