Xiaolan relied on her petite body to find a gap in the fence and slipped in.
Now she is alone. I don't know why, but every time she is alone, Xiaolan always has the urge to do evil.
But not now. If he was discovered, he would definitely be beaten to death by the combined punches of Xiaoyin and Pineapple.
The second floor of the high school was temporarily sealed, and the front door was locked with a seal. Xiaolan looked around and gently tore off the seal after confirming that no one was there. Taking into account his wonderful lock-picking ability, others did not have it, so he specially left a door for others. Go upstairs first.
When I walked to the second floor, I heard small conversations coming from upstairs.
Have they arrived?
Xiaolan quickened her pace, and when she was almost at the door of the classroom, she realized something was wrong.
"This girl's Xi is a bit special..."
"Otherwise the superiors wouldn't have sent us here..."
"You kid..."
These are two completely unfamiliar voices.
Someone else is coming?
Xiaolan ducked to the wall and peeked into the door secretly.
The two people inside the door seemed to feel something. They stopped talking and looked outside the door at the same time.
The two parties happened to look at each other.
It's really embarrassing.
There were two tall and thin men inside the door, one was younger, the other was middle-aged, and the two looked slightly similar.
"Hey, what's the sound outside the door?" The young man leaned against a small table and looked at the door with a smile. "It turns out it's a little girl. Are you here to see that other world too, little sister?"
With no other choice, Xiaolan grabbed the door frame and stuck her head out pretending to be trembling.
Why are they so slow?
However, these two people seem to be relatively friendly, so there should be no trouble.
"You...are you too?..."
"Yes, we are also here to travel to another world to find treasures," the young man, dressed in black, waved to Xiaolan with a smile, "Let's go together!"
Before Xiaolan could say anything, the middle-aged man slapped the young man on the head.
"What nonsense!" The middle-aged man finished cleaning up the young man, turned to Xiaolan and smiled very kindly, "Little girl, go home quickly, this is not a fun place."
Xiaolan stood at the door and looked at the two of them carefully.
The young man was in his early twenties and the middle-aged man was in his forties or fifties. The moonlight filtered in through the window and outlined two tall and slender figures. They were carrying travel bags like them. There was no feeling from the two of them. to be malicious or dangerous.
Xiaolan looked into the corridor and saw no sign of her companion.
They won't be caught.
"Forget it, Jiutian." Seeing that Xiaolan was unmoved, the middle-aged man pushed the young man next to him, "Go and close the door. Don't let the child in."
Xiaolan felt bad when she heard that the two wanted to shut herself out. No matter what, she couldn't let others block the way, so she quickly entered the classroom.
The moment the toes stepped in, the surroundings changed instantly, with the stepped foot as the center, and a circle of red light spread out.
Xiaolan stared at her feet steadily, only a distant "little girl" was left in her ears, and then she couldn't hear anything else.
A wisp of slightly cold wind blew across his face.
Xiaolan raised her eyes.
Can't see clearly.
Thick white mist shrouded everything around, the air was filled with a faint smell of blood, and there was the sound of wind blowing.
The surrounding scenery can only show a vague outline.
But it can already be seen from the outline that this is no longer the classroom of Class 2 and Class 3 of high school.
Xiaolan took a deep breath, rubbed her eyes, and made sure there was no one around her.
When I opened my eyes again, the fog around me became a little lighter. The branches and trunks seemed to be a withered forest. The cold wind swept the fallen leaves everywhere, and there was no sign of life.
Ah, I'm the only one left again.
"Is there no one?"
The sound drifted gently away.
There was no other way, Xiaolan sighed in her heart, tightened her backpack, and walked forward alone.
After taking a few steps, the fog gradually dissipated. Xiaolan quickened her pace and started running. As the fog became lighter and lighter, not far away, a group of buildings surrounded by towering red brick walls appeared in front of her.
Is this the realm of Mingya?
From this angle, there are at least 20 high and low buildings in the wall. Just as Xiaolan imagined, the architectural style of these buildings is very similar to Zhangcheng Middle School.
And this mist is like a barrier, surrounding everything in front of you.
Xiaolan walked along the wall and met no one so far. If there was no entrance to the wall, how to climb over would be a problem.
The wall is also quiet. Occasionally, you can see a few dead vines hanging on the wall. When you come out of the fog, the smell of blood is not that strong, but it has not completely disappeared. This smell has been lingering around you lightly. Don't fall off.
Everything was so dilapidated and lifeless.
Xiaolan was walking like this, and when she turned a corner, a strange sign stood crookedly in front of her.
"Brand?" Xiaolan leaned over curiously.
This is a standing sign made of thick layers of white paper, supported by rusty metal pipes. It has experienced wind and rain, and has obviously curled up and turned yellow. There are also a few fallen leaves sandwiched between the paper seams. It should have been here for a long time.
Didn't Mingya die just over a week ago?
Xiaolan turned to the front and looked carefully at the words on the sign.
"Back to the fog"
"In the fog?" Xiaolan looked up at the dense fog that was flowing like liquid not far away, "Do you want me to go to the fog?"
Who wrote this? Why are you in the fog?
Too strange.
Xiaolan rubbed the curled white paper and turned it over. The stack of papers was not stuck together. Xiaolan pulled hard and tore off the outermost paper.
There is still writing on the paper inside.
"Don't go into the fog"
"This..." Xiaolan tilted her head, "What is in the fog? Will you let me go?"
Without hesitation, Xiaolan tore up the paper again.
"Back to the fog"
rip off.
"Don't go into the fog"
"Back to the fog"
"Don't go into the fog"
"..."
Xiaolan dropped the paper in her hand to the ground.
Are you kidding me? You worked so hard to get in here, just to tear up paper and play?
"I won't play with you anymore."
Xiaolan balled up the torn paper and prepared to find a nearby trash can to throw it in. At that moment, a figure flashed around the corner.
Someone! At least there's something alive!
"Who's over there!" Xiaolan shouted and rushed over, "I'm not a bad person!"
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"
Seeing that he couldn't run away, the figure huddled in the corner, holding his head and shivering, begging for mercy.
Xiaolan didn't dare to get too close. She stood far away and asked, "Who are you? Someone wants to kill you?"
The man slowly raised his head. There were still wet tears on the handsome young man's face, a few traces of blood and dirt, and his eyes were full of fear and panic.
The young man took a closer look at Xiaolan, and his almond-shaped eyes suddenly lit up.
"I know you! I know you!"
"Huh?" Xiaolan narrowed her eyes, "Who are you?"
"I know you, you are Liao Yilan," the young man stood up tremblingly, "I am... I am Bai Yuxuan's brother, Bai Yunqi..."
Xiaolan's eyes widened in surprise, "Are you her brother?"
The young man nodded, with a look of loneliness that could not be concealed in his eyes, "I saw you that night, and Yuxuan and I came in together."
Xiaolan looked around the young man, "What about Bai Yuxuan? Are you separated too?"
The young man's crystal eyes were filled with tears again.
"Yuxuan, is dead..."
