Hell App - Chapter 111

Thinking of this question, Ning Xiuli oozes cold sweat behind her back.

That ghost…maybe still in the bathroom.

Ning Xiuli opened her eyes wide and looked at the ceiling, her eyes full of horror.

Her palms were covered with sticky sweat, and her body was soaked with a layer of skin.

In the evening, the cold wind shook, making Ning Xiuli tremble.

The clothes behind her were stuck to her back with dry sweat. Ning Xiuli turned over and tore her clothes off, making a soft stab.

The quiet sound let the sweat flow down again, Ning Xiuli wiped the sweat drops from her head, and finally couldn’t stand the torture of this suspicious spirit.

She gritted her teeth to stop her teeth from shaking.

Ning Xiuli sat down and stood up a few times before finally made up her mind, shaking her hands and trembling, turned on the toilet light, and then opened the door.

As a result, she only glanced into the bright toilet and burst out with a stern scream, almost slamming the door shut—

On the dry sink, there was a pale severed hand!

“Impossible! Didn’t that little **** say he has no hands? How dare he lie to me!”

Ning Xiuli’s face was distorted, which made her beautiful face become hideous.

Ning Xiuli’s fingertips were pressed into her palms, her face was full of snot and tears, but her face became more distorted, “What to do? There is a ghost in the toilet! I will die! I will die!”

“No, I must run out!”

“No… there are ghosts outside too-the picture of the headmistress, she is also a ghost! According to the teacher’s manual, it is best not to leave the office after 9 o’clock in the evening for the faculty and staff, or to walk outside at will, otherwise you will be at your own risk. I will die too! I’m still young! I don’t want to die yet!”

Ning Xiuli went crazy and roared in the office. She grabbed her hair, her eyes were full of horror and collapse.

Just when she went crazy and vented, the toilet light suddenly turned off automatically.

Without the cover of light, the sound is more obvious.

In the toilet, the sound of “tick tick tick” was particularly clear, which caused Ning Xiuli to close her mouth immediately and curl her head at the foot of the bed like a chicken with her neck pinched.

Although she couldn’t see anything in the dark, Ning Xiuli still stared at the toilet door.

The door did not open, just the sound of “tick, tick” lasted all night.

On the second day, Ning Xiuli’s eyes were black and bloodshot, and she was extremely haggard.

During the day, she caught a student and forced him to open the toilet door.

However, the result was the same as Bai Yan said, there was nothing in the sink. That pale ghost hand was like her hallucination, as if it had never appeared before…

…

In just ten days, everyone has changed a lot.

Children are the most vulnerable creatures, but they are also the most adaptable creatures.

After several days of horror and grind, most of the children no longer cry. They accepted the fact that they were abandoned by their parents, and the picky eaters also got rid of their own problems, and ate their disgusting lunch every day at noon.

However, despite the obvious progress of the children, in these days, they still die a few more people.

The children who died heard the deceit of the ghost at night, and agreed to play games with him, and finally died on the way to the game, and their deaths were more strange and terrifying.

Because there are too many people being eliminated, many children turn a blind eye when the flatbed truck that pulls the corpse appears. They are used to the fact that the corpse will be dragged away when someone dies.

However, the results are still there.

On the seventh day, the children finally realized that ghosts would mix in with them at night, pretending to be their classmates. At night, ghosts will entice them to bet and play games with it, and those who promise it will often not survive the next morning.

Soon, the news of ‘don’t talk to anyone at night’ spread.

The children were very eager to survive. After learning this extremely important news, no one died in the bedroom at night.

For three days, no one in the class died.

Although sand and hair are still mixed in the lunch every day, it is still that unpalatable. But the companions around did not die, so they gave the children courage and hope.

With hope, children can endure endless beatings and corporal punishment.

Even when Ning Xiuli was away, they could still laugh secretly while playing. Everything seemed to be getting better. Life in the “Special Zone” seemed not as terrible as people thought…

Everyone feels there is hope in life-except for nothing.

All of a sudden, the little faces that were unlovable were full of hope, which made him extremely unhappy.

Compared with the eyes of his companions slowly regaining their lustre, Bai Yan’s smile gradually disappeared, his eyes gradually grayed out, and he became unlovable.

It’s great for everyone to sit together and cry, but in two days, how come everything suddenly changed?

Bai Yan’s classmates who circumvented the “rebellious revolution” unhappily felt a trace of relief when they saw Ning Xiuli.

Unlike the classmate whose mental head was obviously better, Ning Xiuli’s eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and the whites of her eyes were almost completely covered with bloodshot eyes.

Her eyes are dark, her hair is disheveled, and she is in a bad spirit.

Ning Xiuli resisted this madness, as soon as she appeared in the classroom, Bai Yan felt that the air seemed to become fresher.

The only thing that made him feel bad was that Ning Xiuli had beaten people harder recently, and after beating others, she would pinch him twice easily, making him bruised.

In addition, Ning Xiuli allowed him to spend more time cleaning in the office.

Even if he finishes cleaning the room, Ning Xiuli will deliberately leave him late, obviously unkind.

Bai Yan knew Ning Xiuli’s plan.

School at night is extremely dangerous.

At nine o’clock every night, when he walked through the corridor back to the dormitory, the headmistress would turn her head and stare at him all the way, her eyes getting more weird.

And the headmistress’ neck is getting longer and longer, tending to stick out of the painting.

Bai Yan felt very bad. Although he admired Ning Xiuli’s new look, he knew that if this continues, he will definitely die.

Either Ning Xiuli was beaten to death, or she was killed by the headmistress on the way home from night.

To be killed by a ghost is still acceptable.

But at the thought of being killed by Ning Xiuli, Bai Yan couldn’t be reconciled.

He felt that he was too bad for death, and he always felt that Ning Xiuli was not worthy of his life.

His little life should be reserved for more interesting people…

Eh? To whom?

Bai Yan shook his head, shook off the strange thoughts, and didn’t think about things that he couldn’t remember.

His thoughts returned to Ning Xiuli’s harm to him, Bai Yan really didn’t want to die in her hands.

Since you don’t want to die, you can only act first.

…

Bai Yan waited patiently for two days.

On the twelfth day, when Ning Xiuli grabbed Bai Yan again to clean the room, Bai Yan did not resist as usual, and went very obedient.

Because Bai Yan has always been very well-behaved and obedient, Ning Xiuli didn’t think much, and continued to give him hygiene, and she cooked noodles and eat comfortably.

However, after she had eaten this evening, she needed to have a meeting with other teachers, and hurriedly left after eating the noodles.

Watching Ning Xiuli’s back disappear at the end of the corridor, making sure she won’t be back for a while, Bai Yan threw the broom directly to the ground.

With his short legs, he ran to the place where Ning Xiuli was cooking the noodles and found a duct for ventilation.

At this time, he thought of a song suitable for the occasion, which seemed to be a song loved by elementary school students-to the effect that the sun was shining in the sky, I went to blow up school… It can be called a childhood golden song, almost every elementary school student who hates school is dark. I sang it rubbingly.

However, he had just entered elementary school, and none of his classmates had the intention to sing. How did he know this song?

When I think of this, Bai Yan has a headache.

Just like certain things or someone, he obviously felt very familiar, but he couldn’t remember it.

…Just leave it alone, just be happy.

Bai Yan is not the one who embarrassed himself. He didn’t worry about the source of the song, and hummed the song softly.

Then, he unscrewed the natural gas valve neatly. After confirming that there was no smell, he turned off the light and walked out of the room in a hurry.

Before leaving, he did not forget to close the door.