In an inexplicable place, He Shaohua has been walking non-stop. This place is somewhat familiar to him, as if he had been here before.

It wasn't until he carefully examined it several times that he discovered that this was the place where he had murdered girls before.

It is also his favorite place.

Because this is the old campus of their school, generally speaking, no one will come here at all.

So here is the safest and most convenient for him to deal with the body.

He didn't think there was anything strange when he came here before, but today he does have a feeling of being pulled out of his soul.

He was very scared. He walked in the hallway of the teaching building of the old campus and looked at the dust everywhere. He Shaohua felt that his legs were a little soft.

He walked along the corridor until he reached the end, only to find there was an extra window.

There was a staircase beside the window, which he had never seen before.

It stands to reason that the stairs should be in the middle of the corridor.

However, this time it appeared at the end of the corridor.

Moreover, the staircase, which was supposed to be made of cement, turned into wooden at this time.

He Shaohua instinctively felt that it was dangerous here, but his body was still uncontrolled and started to walk up the stairs.

Perhaps because of being too old, he could clearly hear the sound of "crunchy" every time he stepped on it.

After going to the second floor, He Shaohua entered the first classroom.

There are no tables and chairs in the classroom, only countless scattered photos are left, and the floor of the classroom is covered.

These old-fashioned yellow photos, all of the above are all He Shaohua's process of violence.

Those pictures are like a sharp knife at this time.

It looks so scary, so desperate.

"Boom!"

The sudden sound made He Shaohua turn his face. He saw a **** face on the window.

The face was rubbing back and forth on the glass, making a harsh noise, as if something was scratching his heart.

What makes He Shaohua even more horrifying is that he feels that he recognizes the face and takes a closer look. He finds that the face is actually himself.

At this moment, he suddenly found himself seeing himself standing in the classroom through the glass.

This visual confusion caused his entire nerve to collapse.

Just when he was puzzled, his face suddenly rubbed against the glass.

Countless blood ran down indiscriminately, and the pain in his face made him mumble.

He couldn't resist, so he could only bear it.

He can see himself in the classroom, countless pictures on the ground, constantly cutting his body until his body becomes a piece of minced meat, all this is the end.

However, the next second, he found out that he had reappeared in the classroom, and the **** face was still on the window.

That pain began to repeat again.

I don't know how many times it was repeated before his consciousness returned to his body.

But at this time he was still entangled in the growing hair, and everything continued.

His body began to disintegrate gradually, and the female ghost in the blackboard began to pull his body into the blackboard little by little.

His soul gradually came out of his body. When he was in a trance, the white human figures behind him suddenly rushed towards his soul.

After the painful pain in the cone, his soul disappeared into the world.

"Ding, the trial is completed, He Shaohua, the fear value is 987, and the despair value is 929."

"Ding, Ye Chen, the death judge, received an S-level evaluation, rewarding 6000 points and 1.5 million in cash, gaining a permanent skill: light and shadow!"

Ye Chen closed the live broadcast with a wave of his hand, at this time it was only noon.

The sunlight outside was very dazzling. After thinking for a while, I was about to go out. Suddenly, my expression moved and I waved my hands to the curtains.

Then I saw a burst of green smoke rising, and a bull-head ghost appeared in Ye Chen's study.

Before he knelt down, Ye Chen asked directly: "Say something directly. I'm not an official of your prefecture. You don't have to be so polite to me."

After the bullhead hesitated for a while, he continued to say: "Yan Jun invites adults to go to the prefecture to narrate. I don't know if people are free."

Ye Chen frowned, and continued to ask: "Do you know what the King Yan asked me for?"

Ye Chen was very surprised in his heart, but he didn't expect that the king of the king would actually find himself in the prefecture.

Except for occasionally letting King Yan try one or two difficult ghosts, there is no other intersection between him and King Yan.

Moreover, he is human anyway. After all, it is not good to go to the capital.

Niutou Xiaogui shook his head: "I told the master, Yan Jun didn't tell Xiaocha what the specific thing was, but just let Xiaochai tell the adult that he was going to discuss things about the identity of the adult."

My identity? Ye Chen couldn't figure it out, he didn't know what he wanted to tell him because of that.

But after thinking about it for a while, he had a conjecture in mind.

He didn't say anything, it was just that the bullhead nodded and nodded, saying, "You go back and tell the king, and I will be there soon."

Niutou Xiaogui nodded his head, repainted it into a burst of smoke, and disappeared into Ye Chen's study.

After Ye Chen sent a message to Liang Yin with perception, it also disappeared in the study.

The reason why he will do this is only because Liang Yin will always feel his breath. This time, his breath suddenly disappeared. He naturally wanted to notify Liang Yin first.

Ye Luodian, Ye Chen suddenly appeared here.

But before that, he had already informed the king, so he did not cause any uproar.

After seeing Ye Chen, Yan Yan waved all the people back.

It wasn't until the Yanluodian left them that the two of them warmed up and said, "Thank Shangxian, I have given a helping hand to my mansion many times. The little **** should have been visiting long ago. It’s so busy that I can’t get away for a while, so I can only be wronged.”

Ye Chen waved his hand. This King looked like a young man, and it was not the same as the TV show.

But the polite words in this mouth are quite a lot, which makes Ye Chen a little unhappy.

He has always had such a personality, not just asking about identity but only about relationship. And there is no relationship between the king and him, so he does not like to talk too much with the king. ..

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