The door of the toilet opened, and a pale palm stretched out from the darkness. Everyone was so scared that they dared not be born, their hearts were beating wildly, and they were silent.

At this moment, Yang Jian never thought that Fang Jing, a classmate in the same class, would suddenly grab him like crazy and push him towards the ghost.

"Fang Jing, do you want to kill me?"

Yang Jian gritted his teeth, and immediately reacted as soon as he found something wrong, and hurriedly grabbed Fang Jing's arm.

As soon as the steps stopped, the two of them were in a state of stagnation.

"Yang Jian, you are not dead, I can't rest assured in my life. Do you really think that before, you are just talking casually? You are still too naive now. You know that I have spoken out but are not prepared for me, but this is also within my expectations. After all, you are just a student who knows nothing.

Knowing the cruelty of this world, I will teach you a lesson today.”

Fang Jing turned around and shouted, "If you don't come to help, you must push him in and drag the ghost to the toilet, otherwise you will be done with that ghost coming out. If you want to survive, you have to sacrifice one person. There is no other way."

Using the righteousness to suppress people really worked. Under the threat of evil spirits, people can do everything in order to survive with a seemingly legitimate reason.

Immediately, three male classmates rushed over with horror and grabbed Yang Jian.

The four of them pushed him hard together, and no one could resist it.

Immediately, Yang Jian's figure immediately retreated and was quickly pushed to the door of the toilet.

The next moment, the pale palm stretched out from the darkness rested on his shoulders, and with a force of his fingers, he pinched him tightly and coldly.

A terrifying force pulled Yang Jian to the extremely dark toilet behind him.

"Yang Jian, go in. This time you are dead. Learn to be smarter in the next life." Fang Jing bumped hard and shouted loudly.

Yang Jian was furious. He felt that his entire shoulder had lost consciousness, as if he had been broken by the cold and pale hand. At the same time, a bone-broken chill covered his whole body, and the blood seemed to be frozen at this moment.

"You scumbags, classmates want to kill me in one fight. Since that's the case, you don't think about it. If you want to die, I will take you a few of you as a cushion."

After saying that, he stopped resisting and grabbed the arms of the two classmates with his palms tightly.

The terrifying pulling force behind it made several people constantly drag forward.

Fang Jing had already noticed something was wrong and hurriedly stepped back without letting Yang Jian catch him.

"No, no, let me go, Yang Jian, please let me go."

"Please, I don't want to die. Don't catch me, you catch others."

The two students who were caught were in a panic and begged for mercy, crying.

Yang Jian thought he was dead, but he was not so scared. He felt that he was surrounded by darkness. He said coldly: "Don't shout, since you want to kill me, then I want you to die with me. Fang Jing, don't be proud, if I can become a ghost if I die, I'll be fine.

I will definitely not let you go..."

"Bang~!"

With a loud bang, the pale arms retracted into the darkness, and the toilet door was closed instantly.

Yang Jian and two other classmates who framed him disappeared in front of him.

The door was closed and there was no movement anymore.

Seeing this scene, Fang Jing breathed a sigh of relief and a smile appeared on his frightened face.

Yang Jian, you are finally finished.

"Fang Jing, you, you really killed Yang Jian and the others..." The others next to him who saw this scene trembled.

Fang Jing said with a ferocious look: "Shut up, the ghost I had just walked out and was about to die. Why are you still doing here? If you want to live, follow me. The three of them can't hold it off for too long. Once the ghost kills them, they will come out again. Then we will die."

After saying that, he turned around and walked up without saying a word.

"Fang Jing, why do you want to go back?"

"Continue to go down and die. Who knows what else will happen? Going back may lead to encounter Zhou Zheng. If he is not dead, he may be able to save us." Fang Jing said.

He was also extremely scared.

Because the more people die in the ghost realm, the more terrible it is, and there is really not much time to escape.

Cold and dark, accompanied by ticks and dripping sounds, like a faucet that is not closed.

Yang Jian and two other classmates were brought into this toilet without any light by the pale palm.

"Go out and leave here quickly."

Duan Peng and Zheng Fei broke free from Yang Jian, and were in horror. They hurriedly followed the wall and tried to open the door and escape from here.

The cold walls were mottled and some potholes, emitting a rotten smell.

The toilet is so big that under normal circumstances, you can touch the door and leave the place with your eyes closed, but the two of them touched around, and there was only such a wall in front of them.

There is a wall on the left, and there is a wall on the right... A wall that cannot touch the end is blocked in front of them.

The door disappeared...

"Where is the door? Where is the gate? I was here just now. Did you find it Zheng Fei?" Duan Peng cried and his voice trembled.

"I don't have it here either." Zheng Fei said in a fearful tone.

They touched the wall frantically, without leaving any inch of their palms, trying to find the familiar toilet door.

But no matter how they touched it, they could never find the door leaving here, with only a mottled and cold wall.

Or, there is no door here at all.

Just as they were looking for a door to leave, Yang Jian's situation was even worse.

Because he could feel the cold palm holding his shoulder, and from the beginning, his shoulder was no longer conscious, and now his arm has no consciousness. And as time passes, more and more places are losing consciousness... If it spreads throughout his body, Yang Jian

You can be sure that you will be a cold corpse.

Yang Jian was sweating all over, and he tried his best to break free.

It was useless, the caught place was like it was nailed by an iron nail, and it didn't move at all.

If you struggle with all kinds of ways, you still won't have any effect.

"Are I going to die here?" He had only one thought in his mind at this moment.

Finally, maybe he accepted his fate.

He was no longer afraid, but just thought that he was going to die anyway, so he could call his family and leave a last word before he died.

Yang Jian smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth, resisting the coldness and numbness all over his body, took out his cell phone, and tried to give it to his family.

But when he turned on his phone, the screen flashed, and the picture that appeared was the forum story he had watched before.

The story is directly the last page.

There is an audio file on the forum.

Yang Jian suddenly saw the audio file and was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the sound of the old man standing outside the classroom knocking on the door.

"Wait, wait, if that old man really kills people by knocking on the door, then this sound should not only be useful to people, but also to ghosts. Zhou Zheng said that only ghosts can deal with ghosts."

When he thought of this, his eyes suddenly lit up and some hope of living came out.

Without hesitation, Yang Jian's other arm could move at this moment, so he clicked on the audio file.

"Dong, dun dong ~!"

The dull knock on the door sounded again, echoing in the darkness.

But unexpected things happened.

The pale palm that grabbed Yang Jian's shoulder seemed to be burned, quickly retracted and disappeared into the darkness.

The cold and stiff feeling quickly faded away from the body.
Chapter completed!