As soon as Tang Xinjue finished speaking, the wall trembled again.

Everyone was attracted by the movement behind the wall.

Guo Guo was excited: "Is it classmate Jiang and the others? Are they coming over?"

Tang Xinjue's eyes moved slightly: "Judging from the frequency and strength of the impact, it doesn't look like a ghost's movement, but rather like... a person."

The curse that had just been spit out from the dean's mouth reappeared in the ears, everyone exchanged glances, and invariably thought of a term:

"Men's bed!"

It is known from the male ghosts that both the male and female dorms have become exam copies, and the male dorm exams start earlier than them. Went out without a trace.

Because no male candidates have been seen so far, the group has almost acquiesced that they will be destroyed here, but just now, the Dean of Education’s words seemed to contain another message—

The male student is still here? !

"We misunderstood you just now." Tang Xinjue raised a smile: "You said that we will see [them] right away, so that's what you meant. It seems that you are right. The strength of the Academic Affairs Office is still a little bit.”

Dean: “…”

That's not what it means!

It's impossible to have the strength to come out again. How are you, are you afraid? This is your consequence..."

Tang Xinjue: "The punishment room is next to the admissions office, you guys will save space."

The dean's face finally turned blue completely, and he turned his head sharply with the strength that could directly break his neck, and looked at the wall in disbelief: "Impossible... how is this possible?"

"Surprised? Is it because you don't believe that the students who took the last exam didn't die, or that the students who took this exam survived with all their tails? The students you killed will one day come back for revenge—"

With the sound of the wall being hit, Tang Xinjue's voice became clearer and clearer, piercing the truth that the Academic Affairs Office was struggling:

"If the whole school is standing in front of me, then it should at least contain three groups of existence: the student union, the dormitory management and the academic affairs office. But now not only do not see the shadow of the other two, but You are the only one in the Academic Affairs Office."

Disassemble the logic and expose the inconsistencies. The dean's appearance of threats and intimidation is shaky, even if she continues to scream and curse, it will not stop Tang Xinjue's thinking to come to a logical conclusion:

"So, you have to lure away the ghosts of girls so that they can't find this place temporarily, and imprison another wave of candidates, and suffer the damage of the line with them, all the people you can use. It has been sent out, and in the end, the only thing left is the most core and least threatened existence, right?"

Tang Xinjue had a smile on her face, but the Dean of Academic Affairs, who was standing opposite her, couldn't smile.

"I'm going to arrest you in the correctional room, I'm going to cut off your mouth piece by piece, and you will never be able to speak if you are a ghost."

She pointed at Tang Xinjue and cursed sharply, as if she was about to pounce at the next moment, but every time she nearly hit the hammer, she shivered and retracted, and in the end she could only She jumped on the ground and looked incompetent and furious, like a shrew scolding the street and screaming.

The ghosts panicked, but the candidates felt at ease.

Many people's tense shoulders relax, their eyes light up, and they realize that success is in sight.

The fastest people were already flying, and the blade of No. 7 was on the neck of the dean of academic affairs, and it was only a millimeter to cut it directly: "Don't talk nonsense, let's go out now I can leave you with a whole body."

Tang Xinjue stopped her in time: "Don't do it here, it will most likely trigger the final mechanism!"

The Dean of Academic Affairs, the ghost, is a weak chicken. He has no resistance in front of the candidates. He dares to curse and provoke them. He must not rely on the confidence that he can fool the candidates.

No. 7: "Then what can we do, wait here with this fool?"

Tang Xinjue: "Don't worry, the real owner of the copy has been released, they won't last long."

As if in response to what she was talking to, the Dean of Education suddenly shuddered, his eyes twitched in a panic, and he kept glancing around the room.

Looking along its line of sight, there was a rustling sound from the gap in the ceiling, and then a blue-black palm suddenly grabbed it!

"Giggle..."

"Found you..."

"The Dean...Mr. Zhang!"

"The last door..."

"Let's find the entrance..."

"I'm going to set a fire in this room...hehehe..."

"I found it, I found it!"

The distant discussions of the girls come and go one after another, interweaving and mixing from the ceiling through the wall, covering everyone's eardrums, pressing down inch by inch.

If you don't know the identity of the source of these voices, everyone will be nervous. But now that it is known that all the voices are the ghosts of women sleeping, the effect of mental pollution is not only greatly reduced, but even makes people feel a lot more reassuring.

The one who reacted the most was another ghost - the dean of the school had already covered her ears and was shaking like a shambles, and finally she screamed unbearably, and collided with the ghosts before they broke through the wall. The blade of No. 7!

No. 7 was shocked and immediately stopped, but it was already a step too late. The viscous black liquid spurted out from the head of the dean's neck. It didn't fall down, but with a strange laugh, it retreated to the corner of the wall. The black blood fell to the ground drop by drop, instantly corroding a large area of ​​blood.

Seeing the familiar black liquid, everyone finally realized why the black liquid before they could take the initiative to attack them. It turned out that the Academic Affairs Office was manipulating their own blood?

[Be careful not to touch the corroded ground. ]

Tang Xinjue's voice resounded in the minds of the four in dormitory 606. She had just dodged the black blood splattered, but the number 7 next to her was not spared.

No. 7's arm holding the knife was accidentally spattered with a drop of blood, and before it could be wiped, his feet suddenly sank - I saw a pair of dark hands suddenly stretched out from the ground, grabbing hard Live her ankle!

Click, click... All the places on the ground that were splashed with black blood, there were huge blisters, and countless black withered hands stretched out from the broken blisters. Attempt to pull the candidates down from the room.

"Hahaha, let's die together, come and be buried with us!"

The Dean of Academic Affairs smiled like a deranged mental patient, but he covered his neck and hid in the corner without any sloppy movements, for fear of all the blood inside, and his eyes rolled quickly.

Boom!

The dean, who was half-laughing, was knocked out again, and the wall behind it exploded with a loud bang, and a few unclear figures were revealed in the dust.

"Mad, finally found a place to fight the final boss... eh?"

In view of the scene in the room, the boy outside the wall was shocked, and said: "So many bosses???"