The others' eyes were always on Yang Jian.

When they saw him dialing the phone, the phone ringing rang in the school. Everyone was surprised. Before they could ask, they saw him hang up the phone quickly and look frightened.

"Yang Jian, what's going on."

When Zhang Wei saw Yang Jian being scared like this, he trembled all over. "Don't scare me, we all count on you. I feel very unsure when you do this. Please smile, okay, show the kind of knowing smile when watching movies, so that I can feel a little confident."

Yang Jian's calmness and taking everyone out of the ghost realm all gave everyone confidence to survive.

His expression was so frightened by everyone at this moment.

Yang Jian's face changed and his face looked particularly ugly. Before he could speak, suddenly, Zhou Zheng's satellite positioning phone in his hand was dialed, and Didi and Didi ringtones rang.

He glanced at it, and his eyes suddenly shrank.

Caller ID on your mobile phone: 138.........

It was the mobile phone number left by the Thunder and Lightning Dharma King on the forum.

He called back.

"Sure enough... this is a trap, a very terrible trap." Yang Jian gritted his teeth, unable to tell whether it was anger or fear.

Didi, Didi.

The phone ringtone kept ringing, but he did not choose to connect.

Because he knew that the person who made the call could never be a living person, and God knows what will happen after the call is connected.

Fortunately, the phone's settings are still working, and the ringtone does not keep ringing.

I didn't answer for a long time, and the phone hung up in a short while.

No more phone calls on his cell phone are turned on.

"Dingdingding, Dingdingding..."

"I love you, love you, just like a mouse loves rice..."

"The cool moonlight makes you miss it a river..."

However, other students' phones rang one after another, and various cell phone ringtones echoed.

Everyone took out their phones and looked at them. All caller IDs were 138...

"Yang, Yang Jian, look."

Wang Shanshan, Miao Xiaoshan, Zhao Lei and others took their cell phones to show him the caller ID number, and their eyes showed fear.

"Don't answer." Yang Jian said with a particularly serious expression.

The others nodded, and they all understood in their hearts that the phone was very strange and it was indeed not supposed to be answered.

Zhang Wei didn't have a cell phone. His cell phone was lent to Yang Jian before. At this moment, he looked at the screen of these people's mobile phones and said tremblingly, "He, damn, it's all a caller ID... This 138 phone is so awesome. He dials more than a dozen calls in one breath, and this is haunted."

"I'm not the number 138, I'm showing Teacher Wang's mobile phone number." A classmate named Qian Wanhao subconsciously answered the call.

"Qian Wanhao, are you crazy or have you gotten crazy?" Zhao Lei next to him was so scared that he almost shouted: "I said don't answer the phone."

"What are you nervous about? This is Teacher Wang's phone number." Qian Wanhao said: "Maybe there may be any news from them."

"Hang out quickly."

Yang Jian also shrank his eyes and rushed over to snatch the phone and hung up the phone.

Teacher Wang called?

This is even more terrifying. You should know that Teacher Wang is the first person to disappear into the ghost realm. Now that everyone else is dead, how could he still be alive?

really.

There was only a hissing electric current coming from Qian Wanhao's phone, and Teacher Wang did not speak.

However, the next voice that made Yang Jian feel scared sounded.

"Dong, dongdong..." The knock on the door came from the other end of the phone.

The sound is exactly the same as before outside the classroom.

Heavy, depressing, and breathless.

At this time, Qian Wanhao realized the seriousness of the matter. He was so scared that his face was pale. He shook his hands and hurriedly threw away his phone.

The phone landed on the ground and the screen shattered, but the phone was still connected and did not hang up.

"Dong, dongdong..." A strange knock on the door came from the receiver again.

"Dong, dun."

Yang Jian rushed over at this moment and picked up Qian Wanhao's phone and turned off the phone as quickly as possible.

"Qian Wanhao, you are so bad, you can die if you want to die, don't kill us."

Zhao Lei angrily grabbed his clothes and shouted at him, but his anger could not hide the fear in his eyes. Although he didn't know what would happen after the call was connected, it was certain that it would definitely not be a good thing.

"Damn, I'm not afraid of enemies like gods, but teammates like pigs. This sentence is true. At the critical moment, there are always a few mentally retarded people who bravely stand up and die with their lives. Not only will they kill themselves, but they will also kill others. Qian Wanhao, you are so great that you moved me so much that you wanted to kill. I have made up for so many classes for nine years and I am not as good as you."

Zhang Wei said: "Is that old man outside the classroom your biological grandfather before? Why don't you tell your grandfather to let us go if you love him so much?"

"I, I really didn't mean it. The name on it was clearly called by the teacher. If it were someone else's call, I would definitely not answer it." Qian Wanhao said in tears like a child.

"I answered the teacher's phone number? The teacher told you to die, why don't you die?" Zhao Lei was so angry that he wanted to hit him.

"Enough, calm down. Now isn't the time to talk about this. There are also my fault in this matter. I should remind you before." Yang Jian came over and said, "And can you survive the quarrel and internal strife? Don't look at what's going on now."

Everyone fell silent immediately.

"Yang Jian, what will happen after answering the phone just now?" Miao Xiaoshan asked nervously.

Yang Jian said: "What else can I do? Qian Wanhao, your grandfather, will come to chat with us soon."

"What?"

Everyone's eyes widened and frightened.

Yes, that old man will definitely come here.

The knock on the phone has a very terrifying function, that is, it can attract that old man.

As for what the outcome will be, it is obvious.

and......

Yang Jian tightly pinched the phone in his hand and remembered the post of the Thunder and Lightning Dharma King in the forum.

"Train, the story in the whole forum is a trap. When the King of Thunder and Lightning encountered the old man knocking on the door. Judging from the situation in the classroom before, someone died when the old man knocked on the first door... And there are two doors in the King of Thunder and Lightning. The first is the main door and the second is the door."

"In other words, the Thunder and Lightning King was alone at home and he was already dead when he was knocked on the first door. The story on the forum behind could not have been sent by him. The mobile phone number and audio files left behind were not done by him, and there was only one thing that would do such a thing."

"Ghost~!"

Yang Jian took a few deep breaths.

To prove this conjecture, he opened the forum story again and turned to the end.

really.

His guess is correct. There are many typos in the last few replies of the forum story, which is completely different from the previous posts of the Thunder and Lightning Dharma King. In addition, there is a half hour of posting time between them.

This... is a curse spread by an evil ghost.

All those who hear the knock on the door will be found by this old man.

In this way, it can verify everything that happened before.

"On the Internet, when I hear the knock on the door on my phone, I will be found by the old man, just like I have been stamped with an invisible coordinate. In reality, I will die immediately when I hear the knock on the door... But why didn't the old man appear when I opened the audio file in the toilet before?"

Yang Jian showed anxious sweat on his face, and he was thinking.

Try to understand the rules of the old man's actions and the methods of killing people.

To survive.
Chapter completed!