The corridor was dark, and the cool wind blew through people's earlobes, adding a chill to the already cold environment.
Seeing that she was misunderstood, the short-haired woman holding Huan Xiao explained:
"It's not us. We just came here, and we had this handprint when we came here."
As she said that, she pointed to the door with bloody handprints: "It must be someone from their class who is trying to scare people!"
"We just heard a cry for help, and it sounded like it was coming from this class, so we came out together to find out." Huan Xiao added at the side.
As soon as the two people's words came out, the boy in Huanxiao's class couldn't stand.
He suppressed the fear in his heart, rubbed his neck and said:
"No matter what they plan to do, they have disturbed our class anyway. Just push them in. There are so many of us here, what are we afraid of!"
Then, he stretched out his hand and planned to push open the door covered with dark red blood stains.
But as soon as he touched the door, he flinched.
Thinking of the people who had been bullied to death before, he couldn't help but want to quit. If he goes in and is targeted by the demon in this class, it will be the end.
When the time comes, he will definitely become the next person to commit suicide.
Thinking of this, the boy turned around weakly and said, "Are you sure you want to open the door? I'm afraid they'll slap you in the face as soon as I enter."
Seeing this, the girl with a low ponytail said worriedly: "Why don't we wait until the teacher comes back from the meeting? They will never be too harsh on the teacher."
Then, she ordered the girl behind her:
"Xiaojuan, go and call the teacher. Just say that Class 5 is very noisy. Not only does it play scary music, but it also paints red paint on the door. It seriously affects our self-study. Let the teacher teach them a lesson."
"Okay, I'll be right back."
The girl named Xiaojuan picked up the other girl next to her and they ran to the conference room.
The girl with a low ponytail waved her hand and planned to go back, "Everyone, go back to study on your own. Wait until the teacher comes back. Don't worry about what happens in Class 5. We don't care about it."
After watching them go back, the boys standing in front of the door of Class 5 also began to drive Huanxiao and others back to the classroom: "Let's go back, this class is too weird, let's wait until the teacher comes back."
This is different from the story Sang Rou told.
In the story, it was the students who did not believe in evil who pushed open the door of the next class, but now, it is the students who went back to the classroom to wait, planning to wait for the teacher to deal with it...
Huan Xiao did not stay outside and followed the others back to the classroom.
Only then did she realize that the class next door was Class 5, so was her class Class 4 or Class 6?
The textbook she opened before only had her pseudonym and no other information, so she didn't know which class she belonged to for a while.
Back in the classroom, the classmates who had gone out became quiet.
The students who didn't go out were still playing around. No one asked Huan Xiao what they saw when they went out, because the classroom was close, and you could hear what was going on outside even if you were sitting in the classroom.
The students who had not seen the strange bloody handprints with their own eyes just thought that Class 5 was going crazy intermittently, and no one cared.
The short-haired girl has been very uneasy since she returned to the classroom.
Huan Xiao's deskmate also seemed to be in a very depressed mood.
Seeing them like this, Huan Xiao asked:
"What's wrong with you? It seems like you have lost your soul when you go out. What the hell?"
Upon hearing the word "ghost", the short-haired woman kicked the table in panic.
There was a "clang" sound.
But fortunately, everyone is very noisy now, so few people look over.
The deskmate turned to look over, and then asked in a low voice to the short-haired girl:
"Did you see that?"
"Did you see it too?"
The two women with short hair seemed to be exchanging secret codes, which was confusing to listen to.
"What did you two see? Why didn't I see it?" Huan Xiao joined in.
The short-haired woman looked at Huanxiao with an indescribably complicated expression, and then looked at her deskmate.
The deskmate asked Huan Xiao in surprise:
"Didn't you see that?"
"...What should I see?" Huan Xiao replied.
She really didn't understand what these two people were trying to do. It was like seeing something scary.
When he went out just now, Huan Xiao didn't notice any ghosts. He only saw that the entire class of Class 5 was shrouded in ghost energy and looked very dangerous.
Upon hearing this, the short-haired woman looked furtively to the side. Only when she was sure that no one was paying attention, did she approach Huanxiao and whisper:
"Didn't you notice? The handprints on the door."
"...an ordinary bloody handprint, what's wrong with it?" Huanxiao still didn't understand.
Hearing Huanxiao's answer, the short-haired woman became anxious and reminded:
"Fingers, didn't you notice that the little finger of the handprint is a bit shorter?"
Huan Xiao then recalled that she felt something was wrong with the bloody handprint at that time. It turned out that her little finger was too short.
But why do girls with short hair care so much about this detail?
Before Huan Xiao could ask any more questions, her deskmate indirectly answered her doubts.
"The girl who jumped into the lake before was born with a piece of her little finger missing. She was laughed at by the guys in Class 5 for a long time... They still dare to make fun of the dead. They are really becoming more and more wanton. Sooner or later they will be arrested for this."
"I'm afraid it's true..." The short-haired woman hesitated to speak.
Then, she looked at Huan Xiao, "Xiao Huan, do you think this is a prank by Class 5?"
"alright!"
Before Huan Xiao could answer, the tablemate stopped the short-haired woman from asking, "Stop discussing dead people. Everyone is already dead. Let's just pretend we don't know and study hard."
He slapped the book in front of the short-haired girl, turned to Huanxiao and said:
"Ignore her. She's so nervous. How can there be ghosts in the world? When the teacher comes back, the people in Class 5 will calm down."
The short-haired woman was about to retort when she heard a scream coming from outside.
Then the door slammed shut.
"boom!"
"ah!!"
"I lost it! What is it?"
"Who closed the door? Who!"
There was a lot of noise in the classroom.
But then, the light "crackled" a few times, and then turned off.
The classroom fell into darkness, only the moonlight outside the window was bright.
But the strange thing is that the light from outside cannot shine into the classroom, as if the room is isolated from the outside world.
"Zila Zila"
The speakers in the classroom made electric sounds.
Some students, not realizing the seriousness of the situation, started cheering.
"Yeah! The school has a power outage, we can go back to sleep."
"Are you going to inform us to suspend evening self-study? Hurry up, I'm so sleepy, why not let me go out for a run with Class 6 at night?"
Some students slapped the table, "Teacher, have they already left the teaching building? Can we leave too?"
Most of the students didn't care about the strange noise that just occurred. They just thought it was a problem with the school's power supply.
"Sizzling, sizzling..."
After a few minutes of electric current, a sweet voice appeared.
"Dear classmates, teachers, and school staff, let's play games happily tonight!"
