"You don't know if you look at it, but you will be shocked when you look at it... It seems that we need to find a way to get rid of the mask."

In Zhang Feng's eyes, the mask on his face was like a backup hidden energy source controlled by others.

As long as some bad guy wants him to die, he can easily take his life away.

It's such a sandbag, I have to find a way to escape this fate... By the way, if the mask on the face can be opened, it means that there is no line in the mouth.

So if you poke a knife into the mask, can you cut the thread connected to the face?

Zhang Feng thought of the knife installed in the hole in the table.

Maybe... it can solve his facial problems.

However, these are secondary...how the person in front of me hangs out is the most important thing.

Is it possible that there is a ghost in this house?

Damn...that's really bad luck.

Zhang Feng swallowed, suppressed the uneasiness in his eyes, and carefully pointed the flashlight to other places.

The one closest to Zhang Feng was the podium. On the surface of the podium, there were messy bloody handprints and many marks that looked like they were scratched out by fingernails on the edges.

Zhang Feng believes that such marks should be caused by someone grabbing the podium when he was about to be carried away or carried away, and then was forcibly dragged...

Now that you have seen the lectern, there must be a blackboard next to it.

So, Zhang Feng turned his arm, and the blackboard on the side appeared in front of Zhang Feng.

Under the weak light, Zhang Feng's eyes caught the blackboard with cracks everywhere.

There is also a very childish painting on the blackboard.

The mouth drawn with chalk is wide open, and next to the mouth are adults lining up one after another, who are about to enter the mouth.

In addition, there is a line of words written crookedly above the painting: "Why? Why don't you want me?"

It's a very strange painting. It's obviously a big mouth eating humans, but it accuses humans why they don't want him...

His eyes continued to move.

There is a poster hanging next to the blackboard, which reads: "Your friend will betray you eventually, and you will be killed. Run away, as far away as possible, or kill him first!"

For some reason, Zhang Feng subconsciously thought that this passage specifically referred to him and the people around him.

"Hey, sowing discord, right? It's a pity, this trick doesn't work for me!"

After all... without trust, how can there be any talk of estrangement?

Zhang Feng blinked and kept looking at the poster.

By the way...

Here...the longer I stay, the weirder it gets.

He always felt that something was missing here.

"..." By the way, why is there no sound?

Apart from the initial sound of the table being knocked down, there was probably no sound in the classroom anymore.

That's right, in this classroom that was so quiet that it hurt even the ears, no sound could be heard. Over time, Zhang Feng actually felt that the air here was different from other places.

Just when he was doubtful.

light is on.

In just one moment, everything in front of me became different.

Dazzling lights exploded above his head, and everything around him appeared in Zhang Feng's eyes.

"Welcome to the biology classroom!!!"

Huge ink words were written randomly on the wall opposite the blackboard.

Those words seemed to have been written for a long time. Because the words were written in large sizes, some of the ink slid along the wall and onto the floor, forming a small puddle.

They solidified on the ground and turned into black spots one after another.

Zhang Feng naturally observed the entire classroom again.

The blackboard in the biology classroom was smashed and cracked by an unknown force.

Spider-web-like cracks began to appear from the center of the blackboard, and then spread greatly around, until they spread to the edge of the entire blackboard.

The cracks Zhang Feng saw just now were part of the whole.

The original words on the blackboard have also changed a lot, as if the abandoned child took revenge on the adults, and the adults began to repent.

Countless not-so-sincere confessions on the blackboard were engraved in Zhang Feng's mind, making him feel extremely sad.

"It hurts, it hurts, why should I bear this pain?"

"Help me, help me, I don't dare to cut open my stomach anymore..."

"I was wrong, I was really wrong. I will never kill you again. I will definitely treat you well in the future. Just let me go."

Texts revealing sadness and begging for mercy surround a child. These words and pictures are cut off by cracks, as if to express... Such confession is unacceptable.

His eyes moved away from the blackboard and naturally moved to the ceiling.

On the ceiling, the light bulb emitted light, which suddenly became stronger and weaker. It was obvious that it was doing its best to contribute its little remaining power.

Different from the tables, chairs and benches in other classrooms, the tables here are long experimental tables, and strange reagents and drugs are placed on the tables.

This place doesn't seem to be set up for kindergarten children. After all... there shouldn't be any children who like these weird things... maybe?

The questions would not be answered, and the entire science classroom was in chaos as if it had experienced a turmoil.

The most eye-catching thing is a long table surrounded by ropes.

There was an obvious pool of blood under the table, and there was still some unknown liquid remaining on the table. What was even more terrifying was... there was a mannequin with a white cloth on its head standing next to the table.

The lifelike tall mannequin stood there, as if it were a living person.

If it weren't for his clear muscle texture and slightly dry texture, Zhang Feng would really have thought that the person standing there was a real person.

Looking past the tall mannequin, the tables knocked over by Zhang Feng fell in a mess not far away. They smashed many bottles and cans, and colorful liquids flowed all over the floor.

Of course, there are also some unbroken containers rolling on the ground...

"This thing...couldn't it be the moving mannequin? Hehe, hehehe."

Zhang Feng took a step back, and the beads of sweat slowly overflowing from his forehead were constantly irritating Zhang Feng's skin.

Because he was wearing a mask on his face, he couldn't use his fingers to relieve the itching sensation, so he had to keep arching his nose to try to reduce the physical discomfort.

If it were in the past, how could he be afraid of a mannequin.

For Zhang Feng, the least scary thing is these ghosts that are huge and can be injured by attacks.

But now, he is unarmed.

He would have no advantage in a fight with such a stupid young man.

Perhaps because Zhang Feng had a desire to retreat in his heart, the mannequin that was standing quietly with a white cloth on its head changed.

"Tick tock..."

"Tick-tock-!"

The clear and unignorable sound of dripping water came from the mannequin, making Zhang Feng inevitably turn his attention to it.

You know, in this extremely quiet environment, any slightest movement will be easily picked up by the ears.

Wherever his eyes focused, streams of blood flowed out of the mannequin's body.

A large amount of red water bursts out from its body like a fountain, constantly infecting everything around it.

It only took a few seconds for the blood to occupy the surroundings of the human model, and it was still slowly expanding outward.

Blood inevitably flows to the soles of Zhang Feng's feet.

He subconsciously lifted his feet, but felt a feeling of the soles being stuck.

Co-authored...It also has diabetes?

Zhang Feng stepped back one after another. When the blood completely covered the floor and he had no way to retreat, he stood on the podium.

He frowned and stared nervously at the mannequin that looked like a small fountain, his heart beating faster than ever.

At this moment, he once again experienced the embarrassment of just entering the academy.

However, at that time he had no money and couldn't spend it, but now he has money and he can't spend it.

"Uh...uh-!"

The mannequin tilted its head stiffly, and the white cloth on its head fell to the ground with its movement.

This time, Zhang Feng saw its appearance clearly.

Under the white cloth, there is a face made up of a large number of human eyeballs. The black and white eyeballs move irregularly. Every time they move, a large amount of blood will flow out from the corners of the eyes...

Zhang Feng knew that what was supposed to come would eventually come.

Even if he kept praying in his heart, it would not help.

The mannequin won't let him go just because he can't use supernatural objects.

Instead of cowering, face your fears head on.

Zhang Feng pursed his lips, put his hands on the desk, stood with his feet open, and was ready to escape.

He glanced at his watch and saw that it was ten o'clock... In other words, he only had to hold on to this monster for half an hour and when the bell rang, he would be able to escape from this classroom.

As for whether the kids outside the door would return to the classroom obediently after ringing the bell, Zhang Feng also knew.
Chapter completed!