When I heard the beep on my cell phone, I was scolding my head teacher for eighteen generations. Wouldn't it cost me my life to send a message at this time?
But I soon discovered that the ghost classmates didn't seem to be doing anything unusual. They were still doing their own things with their heads down, as if the ringing just now was just my hallucination.
I breathed a sigh of relief and secretly checked the messages on my phone.
"The protection time is now ten minutes. After the protection time is over, a beep will sound to remind you."
"The complete content of the weekend homework will be released next."
"In the School of Death, you will spend three days of wonderful campus life."
"Note: 1. Live voices and blood will reveal your identity. 2. Listen to the ghost teacher, otherwise you will be attacked by the ghost teacher. 3. Get along well with your ghost classmates, otherwise you will be attacked by the ghost classmates.
"Enjoy the wonderful campus life, classmates."
The homework said that we would live in the School of Death for three days.
In fact, I initially thought that living in the School of the Dead for three days meant that we had to survive in a haunted school for three days, during which various supernatural phenomena might occur. And this is the worst case scenario I can imagine.
But no matter how much I thought about it, I never thought that this school of death was actually a ghost nest, full of ghosts. Not to mention six ghost-fighting sticks, even sixty ghost-fighting sticks will only lead to death if they are besieged.
Therefore, it is impossible to compete head-on. We can only spend these three days honestly with the ghost classmates.
At this time, I found a schoolbag behind me, which seemed to be mine.
I took advantage of the ten-minute protection time and quickly rummaged through the schoolbag behind me.
There was water, food, and a dagger that exuded a cold aura and had strange patterns tattooed on it, but nothing else.
I think this dagger should be extraordinary.
Soon, the cell phone beeped, and I knew that the ten-minute protection time was up.
At this time, the ghost teacher in front suddenly said to me: "This student, please answer this question."
Although the ghost teacher’s voice was sharp and harsh, I still heard her clearly. She asked me to answer the question.
Cold sweat broke out on my head.
When I answer a question, I am bound to make a sound, which will reveal my identity. If I don't answer the question, I don't listen to the ghost teacher. Then I will be attacked by the ghost teacher, so no matter what I choose, I will inevitably die.
Seeing my delay in speaking, the ghost teacher's face quickly changed from a smile at the beginning to an expressionless face, and then quickly became gloomy and ferocious. Just when she was about to explode, a scream suddenly came from outside the door.
I couldn't tell much from the screams, but I'm afraid it was one of the three girls.
The moment they heard the screams, all the ghost classmates, including the ghost teacher, showed extremely excited expressions on their faces, as if hungry wolves had seen their prey.
"It's a living person!" "There is a living person!" "Hurry up, we won't be able to grab anything if it's too late."
The ghost classmates around me rushed out with excitement, even the ghost teacher was no exception. He didn't even ask questions and ran out happily.
Soon only Zhang Xinyu and I were left in the whole classroom.
Zhang Xinyu glanced at me, turned to look outside the door, and then raised his chin towards the door.
I knew he meant to ask me if I wanted to go out and have a look.
I nodded. Because all the ghost classmates have gone out, if only the two of us stay in the class, we may be suspected.
After we walked out of the class, we saw a group of ghost students surrounding a girl. If we looked carefully, we found that the girl was Xie Siyu from our class.
It seems that no matter whether we enter the Black Mist Gate hand in hand or not, we will still be separated if we should.
At this time, she was holding a ghost-fighting stick and waving it constantly, shouting: "Don't come over, don't come over."
I looked around and found that the entire corridor was filled with densely packed ghost students. Not only that, but there were still a steady stream of excited ghost students pouring out of each classroom.
Xie Siyu soon ran out of energy. The ghost teacher who just asked me to answer the question sneaked up behind Xie Siyu while Xie Siyu wasn't paying attention, opened his bloody mouth, and bit Xie Siyu's neck.
Xie Siyu's eyes suddenly widened, and the ghost-beating stick in his hand was weakly hitting the ghost teacher.
Although the ghost-beating stick can hurt ghosts, the ghost teacher obviously doesn't care about Xie Siyu's strength and still bites Xie Siyu's neck.
Xie Siyu's arms quickly stopped waving, and the ghost-beating stick fell to the ground with a clatter. Her eyes were wide open, with tears still remaining on her face.
The ghost teacher looked at the ghost students around him who were about to move, and shouted angrily: "Get out."
Hearing this, the ghost students around him showed dissatisfaction and fear. It seems that even in ghost schools, most students are afraid of their teachers.
The ghost teacher grabbed Xie Siyu's hair and roughly carried her to a corner. Soon, a few more teacher-looking ghosts came out of the crowd. They also came to Xie Siyu's side, and then ate up Xie Siyu with the ghost teacher.
I couldn't bear to look at the scene in front of me, and roared in my heart: "X you damn Wang Xiaoli, what mistake did Xie Siyu make that led to such a tragic death?"
I clenched my fists, but there was nothing I could do. I could only watch as Xie Siyu was swallowed up completely.
Several ghost teachers looked satisfied, and then they seemed to have no intention of continuing the class. They turned around and walked into a room. I saw the sign above said office.
After the ghost teacher left, the students in the corridor dared to step forward and lick Xie Siyu's remaining blood.
My teeth were almost broken. Xie Siyu's death was so tragic. I'm afraid even the black mist won't be able to be used this time.
I took a deep breath and suppressed the anger and fear in my heart.
The top priority now is to find a way to deal with the next thing, otherwise Xie Siyu will learn from the past. I don't want to have a death that is completely eaten by ghosts. It is really too miserable.
Fortunately, the ghost teacher will not ask me questions for the time being.
But I still have to prepare for a rainy day. What if she asks me again in the next two days? I thought of two ways, one was to pretend to have a sore throat and not answer the teacher's questions, the other was to imitate their voices.
Just now, when all the ghost students ran out, I saw other students, and they were also looking at the scene in front of them in panic. I silently remembered the class they were in, and then returned to class with the ghost classmates in our class.
Coincidentally, in this school, my class is also Class 7, but it is Class 7 of senior high school.
Because the ghost teacher is not here, the ghost classmates in the classroom are free to move around.
Just now, the ghost classmates were sitting in the classroom and couldn't see anything. Now when they went to the ground to move around, all kinds of miserable appearances suddenly came into view.
I was thinking before that this assignment only requires us to live on campus for three days. Is it too simple? Now that I see it, I realize that it is not simple at all. Just looking at these ghosts is almost scary to death, let alone living for three days?
At this time, a male classmate ran towards me. He was holding a human head from somewhere in his hand and asked me with a smile if I wanted to play football.
I was so scared that I almost peeed, and I instinctively shook my head.
After shaking his head, he realized that my refusal to play football would not make him angry, would it?
However, the male classmate just looked a little disappointed. Maybe he saw that my face was really bad. The male classmate also thoughtfully said that you look so bad, please take a rest, and then turned around to find other students to play football.
I said to myself that the reason why I look so bad is not because I was scared by you.
I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw him and a few ghost classmates walking out of the classroom while laughing and kicking people's heads.
I found that they actually didn’t need to eat. Anyway, after an afternoon, I was starving to death, but the ghost classmates around me were still talking and laughing.
I took advantage of the time after class to put my head in my schoolbag, secretly drank some water, and then took a few bites of food.
Although I also think this gesture is too obscene, but it's better than losing your life, right?
At night, I also found that they not only stayed in the classroom during the day, but also stayed in the classroom at night, and the lights were not turned on at all in the classroom at night.
A faint ray of moonlight shines in the classroom. This should be a beautiful scene, but at this time I am not even in the mood to appreciate the moonlight.
In fact, if you just sleep in the classroom, there is no problem. We all slept in the woods last week, let alone the classroom.
But the problem is, there are forty or fifty ghosts with hideous faces and miserable deaths, sitting motionless in a dark classroom, and I have to spend a night in such an environment, which is a bit scary. Thanks to the experience in the past half month, my heart has become stronger, otherwise it would have scared me out of my mind.
Although I was scared, my physical fatigue gradually overcame my fear. Around eleven o'clock, I lay down on the table and slowly fell asleep.
Just as I was drifting off to sleep, a shrill scream suddenly came from the next class.
"ah!"
