In front of the ashes of 919 and 921, there were more than a dozen candidates who were waiting.

Zheng Wanqing excitedly summoned [a fist the size of a hammer], and her mutilated right arm suddenly became whole again, "I have seen them unpleasant for a long time."

Now she can finally open the door openly!

Jiang stood aside with his arms folded, and pouted his lips not optimistically: "We have tried many times, but at most we can only enter two meters behind the door, and no matter how deep we are, we cannot continue."

In its view, human candidates can't even get in the door, they are not as good as them.

Tang Xinjue reminds: "Be careful with everything, if you feel wrong, go back immediately."

"Don't worry."

Zheng Wanqing raised her fist and slammed it down on the dusty wooden door!

Boom!

The dust was flying, Zheng Wanqing came out with a cough, with a look of doubt about life: "...not broken."

Her iron fist can even smash through the wall of Grandma Mayas' house, but can't smash such a thin flashing wooden door?

No.5 and No.6 immediately jumped up, "Let's try."

The two raised their arms before the voice fell, and flames roared out of the flamethrower, instantly flooding the door of 919.

After more than ten seconds, the flame dissipated as the spray gun was retracted, leaving only two black marks on the bedroom door. Neither the lock nor the door panel moved.

Everyone looked at each other: Not even the most destructive fire-breathing ability?

Zheng Wanqing and Sister No. 5 reluctantly ran to the door of 921 to try it again, but the result was the same - no cracks appeared, as if they had attacked loneliness.

Guo Guo rubbed her eyes to confirm that she had read it right: "This is a wooden door? What a joke, an alloy steel bulletproof door! Did your school hide the weapon warehouse behind the door? So solid?"

Jiang shrugged with his body size 13: "Look, we've already said it."

It turns out that not only their underworld methods are ineffective against these two doors, but also the underworld.

Tang Xinjue flicked away the sparks and dust in the air, and checked in front of the door for a while: "They should have been imposed some kind of restriction, not a physical defense, but more like nullifying our attack. ."

How can I do true damage to these two doors?

In the silence, Keke suddenly stepped out of the team.

Jiang Lan called her in a low voice, but in the end did not stop her, only whispered: "...Be careful."

So that's why No. 3 is wearing a bandage?

"Arsonist and boxer, get ready to attack immediately." She also took off her sunglasses.

Tang Xinjue raised her eyebrows slightly, vaguely anticipating what was about to happen.

Looking at Keke walking this way, No. 5 is unknown so: "You want..."

"Shh." Keke pressed her index finger, "don't ask if you don't want to be yelled at, I don't care if you're angry."

Turn around she stood in front of the door, closed her eyes, the voice that is usually bound to the poisonous tongue sank, like a dream:

"Seeing is false, speaking is true. In the next ten seconds, the two doors in front of me will be the same as ordinary wooden doors, embodying the destruction of all external forces..."

Keke opened her eyes: "...in the name of truth."

Something is different.

Tang Xinjue keenly captured this, and the toilet slammed into the door of 919 like a gust of wind. Zheng Wanqing's fist wind came to the fore, and the two forces overlapped and fell on the door. With a loud bang, the wooden door was broken! The splattered pieces of iron swept and spread, and everyone in the affected area immediately blocked their heads and quickly retreated in the direction of the teammate's cover.

Jiang Lan rushed into the center of the airflow and hugged Keke, who was almost weak, but the latter tried his best to open his eyes and look to the other side, his brows knitted like hemp rope: "There is not enough time."

The door on Tang Xinjue's side has been opened, but the side of 921, which is in charge of No. 5 and No. 6, has not completely burned.

10 seconds passed in a flash, and seeing that the attack on the door was about to fail again, Keke gritted her teeth and continued:

"Break through the false fog, and the effective time of the attack will be extended to 20 seconds!"

The voice fell, and the fading fire suddenly rose against the wind, completely engulfing the bedroom door.

This is...everyone realizes.

Words!

The word spirit used by Keke obviously has a price. The blood dripped from the corner of her mouth, as if it couldn't be wiped clean. The whole person seemed to be drained, pale and withered at an obvious speed.

921The door fell apart in the burning, and the deformed door frame was like a black hole.

At this point, the two bedrooms that had been blocked for a long time were finally completely opened, revealing the inside.

"You guys, did you really do it?"

The first person to break in was classmate Jiang, she muttered incredulously, spinning around in excitement. By the time everyone found the power source and turned on the lights, she had already searched the two houses, and her face collapsed:

"No, none of them, they're all gone."

After questioning, everyone knew that she was referring to the ghosts of the students who were originally here. It is also the ghosts that remind the students of 917 to run fast in the memory received by the candidates.

Guo Guo asked, "Aren't you two together?"

According to Jiang's self-report, they are the source of the sound of crying on the eighth floor every night in the memory picture, and they are also the students who were killed by the school before the game started. In the subconscious understanding of everyone, the student ghosts should all be in the same camp.

But judging from the current reaction, they don't seem to know the information on the 9th floor?

"Wait, I seem a little confused, can anyone explain to me?"

No. 5 raised his hand blankly, "How many ghosts are there in this copy?"

Tang Xinjue sent Keke a pill to heal her mental power, and after confirming the safety with Jiang Lan, she nodded and turned to explain the situation to No. 5.

"From the perspective of race, there are two camps in this dormitory dungeon, one is the wandering ghosts, and the other is us candidates. From the perspective of ghosts, it can also be divided into two camps. One camp is the original school administrators and ghosts, including the student union, dormitory management, academic affairs office, etc. One side is the students who were persecuted during their lifetimes.”

"But from now on, the students are further divided by the dormitory, isn't it?"

Student Jiang broke his fingers and nodded, "...that's right."

The dormitory building has 9 floors.

Long before the so-called "copy" was formed, there were no living people from the first floor to the eighth floor.

Even the three dormitories on the 9th floor, there is only one 917 where the newly recruited students live—that is, the subjects of the perspective of those memory pictures, other than the "Walking Dead" of 919 and 921, They were also engulfed by the black mist along with them.

Jiang is a student on the 8th floor. To be precise, he was a victim of being recruited into this school last year. They were trapped below for an unknown time, and finally set foot on the ninth floor, only to find that the building was already empty, only the school administrator who had just turned into a ghost. The two sides fought a fight, and the Academic Affairs Office found out that they were no match for the students, so they ran away and hid until now.

Tang Xinjue concluded: "If the Academic Affairs Office has become a ghost, then the 917 students should also become ghosts. Not to mention the other two dormitories... But now the fact is, they all disappeared No, it only left a memory for the candidates."

"Is it possible that I was harmed by the academic affairs?"

Guo Guo subconsciously asked, and after reacting, she was unwilling to believe it.

If you were persecuted during your lifetime, even if you were persecuted a second time, it would be too miserable!

Jiang's head bursts with black energy: "They dare!!"

"This is unlikely. If there are at least 40 ghosts of students on the ninth floor, even if they confront the Academic Affairs Office and fight each other on the spot, it is impossible for them to disappear in a short time. net."

Tang Xinjue pointed out the illogical points and concluded: "If you want to know what happened on the ninth floor, you still have to ask the parties."

The only person who may have seen it all is the Academic Affairs Office.

No. 5 clapped his hands: "Okay, I understand. So I still have to find the Academic Affairs Office to force the truth out!"

Jiang also agreed: "That's right, we didn't understand the situation at the beginning, so we accidentally let them run away, and this time we caught it again, **** ho..."

She cracked her fingers.

No. 11 and No. 12 weakly said: "Well, excuse me, you are twisting the hand of our roommate. The force is so strong that it seems to be broken, can you lighten it?"

In case of a broken arm and a broken leg, what should I do on the 13th!

Jiang: "...Oh, I haven't been healthy for so long, I almost forgot about it."

The group stopped talking nonsense and concentrated on finding clues in the two rooms.

The room layout and 917 here are just copy and pasted. There are also 16 beds and a simple and narrow activity space. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a women's prison. After rummaging through the boxes for a while, everyone found some items that seemed to be left by the students during their lifetime.

"Resolve, look."

Zhang You took out a few sheets of paper from the depths of the cabinet, and there were some crooked handwritings mottled with blood.

[Don't believe anything they say...get out of here...]

[Get out of school...run! ]

Tang Xinjue took the paper: "The **** reminder we saw in the bathroom before should be left by these students."

The objects they want to remind are the girls who were still living in 917 at that time, but unfortunately they have changed.

Others also found diaries, photo albums and other items, as well as some damaged mobile phones. These things recorded some of the school's evil deeds and evidence, as well as the bloodstains on the corner of the bed as proof.

Jiang was also reminded of some painful memories, gritted his teeth and said: "After they tricked the students in, they used violence to control them, often causing people to die. Later, they were accidentally called by their parents. , after spending a lot of money to settle it, it was restrained and changed to punishment such as confinement."

But even so, very few people get out of this school alive, and eventually they become the unrepentant ghosts in the dormitory building.

After listening to the story, everyone felt more or less incredible. Guo Guo asked the doubts that had been accumulating in her heart: "So many people died, is no one caring? Is no one calling the police?"

The number of missing persons in an entire dormitory building involves not only hundreds of families who spend money to send their children to college, but also tens of thousands of relationship networks that are still standing so long?

When asked about this, Jiang's face also showed a trace of confusion: "I don't know... No one has ever managed them. Even the parents came to the door sporadically twice, and finally Endless."

How did this shabby and shabby school survive in the real world? They can't figure it out either.

Layer after layer of mysteries, maybe only those people in the Academic Affairs Office can understand.

With a stomach full of doubts, everyone began to rummage in the bedroom. Injured or physically disabled people rest in bed. On the 5th, he even took out a piece of candy and ran over to express his condolences to Keke, and apologized for her venomous tongue.

"Sorry, Keke, I didn't know that your ability was a word of speech, and you were secretly speaking ill of you behind your back."

No. 5 put his hands together: "You must be venomous because of the price of your abilities!"

Keke rolled her eyes under her sunglasses: "You can't think of something better, for example, I was born with such a bad mouth?"

Although she said that, she still accepted the No. 5 candy, broke it in half and shared it with Anian, who was also lying on the bed recovering.

It smells good.

A few minutes later, Zheng Wanqing made a new discovery of the location she was searching for.

She gave a loud shout in dantian, lifted a whole cabinet with force, and moved it forward by dozens of centimeters, revealing the scene behind:

In the place that was supposed to be the wall, there was a crack half a meter high!

"This is..."

The crowd gathered around and found that there was still a dark space behind the crack.

"The flashlight can't reach the end of the light, which means there is a lot of space."

Jiang Lan leaned in to check for a moment, then got up hesitantly: "I have to take care of Keke and A Nian, so I'm afraid I can't go in and explore. Everyone..."

"You are stupid, you can leave this kind of thing to us."

Classmate Jiang snorted and clapped her hands, and a cloudy wind suddenly blew around. After circling for dozens of seconds, her face collapsed again: "What's the matter, can't get in?"

The reflection of the female ghosts is that they cannot enter the outer space of the cave, as if they are cut off by some invisible force.

This is the case again!

If ghosts can't get out, they can only rely on people.

Everyone looked at each other, a few were about to take the initiative to ask Ying, but heard Tang Xinjue's voice: "I'll give it a try."

She approached the hole but didn't get in, but closed her eyes and mobilized her mental power to spread out like a stretched silk thread, which was her other pair of movable "eyes".

Mental power smoothly entered the dark space, perceiving the contours and boundaries of the space, and spreading out step by step—

Suddenly, something appeared in the "vision", Tang Xinjue opened her eyes and reminded:

"All Back!"

It was too late when it was said, and a large group of buzzing black flying insects rushed up from the hole like a tide and rushed towards everyone!

"Damn, are those fake boys from before?"

In the tense process, everyone almost forgot about this, and at this time, they suddenly remembered.

"Are they from the student union? What's going on with Jiang's classmate... stinky bugs!"

No.5 raised his hand and was about to breathe fire, but saw a figure in the black bug pile who seemed to be calling for help, and quickly stopped No.6 from letting go, and the next second The figure turned into a skeleton composed of insects. He jumped up with a grin.

Pop!

One foot kicked the skeleton without any power blessing, but the skeleton was forced to stop in place.

Jiang student controlled No. 13's body to block in front of the skeleton, his face was extremely bad.

"Don't talk, I need to make sure first."

"—There are male ghosts in the place where our girls sleep?"