"Heyuan Street is here."

A yellow school bus came to a halt slowly, the door opened, and a little boy walked down from it, standing on the side of the road, and beckoning to his classmates in the school bus.

"Kamen Rider is about to start, hurry home and watch."

The boy glanced at the watch on his wrist, ran away, crossed the street, entered the residential area, and continued to run forward.

boom.

The boy rushed out of the street, turned a corner, hit a figure, and fell to the ground.

"it hurts."

The boy rubbed his butt, raised his head, and found that it was a woman with long hair in a shawl and a mask, standing there looking at him.

"I am sorry."

The boy got up from the ground and quickly apologized, "Sister, I'm sorry to bump into you."

"Am I pretty?" the woman asked.

"Pretty."

The boy looked at each other and said, this is not just a courtesy, the other party does look very beautiful.

Bright eyes, white skin, looks good.

"Really? Is that still pretty?"

The woman nodded, suddenly took off her mask and moved her head over.

The corners of her mouth were torn apart, and a piece of her lips was missing. The red flesh was like a creeping bug, exposing her gums and teeth, which looked terrifying.

"what!"

The little boy sat down on the ground in shock when he saw the other person's appearance.

"Why? Isn't it pretty?" The woman suddenly touched from behind, and a huge pair of scissors appeared in her hand.

The little boy was trembling with fright, but he insisted and said, "Pretty, sister is very beautiful."

"is it?"

The woman opened her mouth and laughed, "Then let you be like this too."

"Ah, help."

The little boy yelled, stood up, turned and was about to run.

boom.

Before he ran a few steps, he ran directly into a figure. The little boy raised his head and found the scary face.

"If you think it's pretty, why do you want to run?"

The woman leaned over and said, "Or, you were lying to me just now."

"I, I don't."

The little boy was so scared that he cried and said loudly: "No, no, sister, don't cut my mouth."

"It still looks ugly."

The woman lifted the scissors and cut them towards the boy's neck, "If you feel ugly, then kill you."

"what."

Seeing the scissors approaching, the little boy closed his eyes in fright and screamed loudly.

clang.

But the expected damage did not appear. Instead, there was a sound of gold and iron. The little boy opened his eyes and found a man holding a long stick standing there. The long stick in his hand pinned the blade of the scissors. .

"Is a grade A hero, the king of sticks."

Seeing each other, the little boy's eyes lit up, and then he cried out.

"Boy, get out of here quickly."

The king of sticks said: "I'll take care of this guy."

"Yes Yes."

The little boy turned and ran. After the little boy left, the king of the stick turned the stick and stood in front of the opponent, "Unexpectedly, the urban legend turned out to be true, and the rift girl really exists."

"Do you think I'm pretty?"

The slit girl asked, tilting her head.

"It's ugly."

The stick king looked at each other and said, "It's too ugly. It's not that you look ugly, but your heart is ugly."

"ugly?"

The rip woman said: "Then kill you. The target is also a hero."

"Try it."

The king of the stick held the long stick tightly, and slammed it at the slit woman.

. . .

At nine o'clock in the evening, a group of adults came out of the hotel and stood talking.

"We went back."

"Walk slowly."

Someone left one after another, but six or seven were left. One of the mature men said, "Shall we go to our alma mater? I heard that after a while, the alma mater will be demolished."

"Are you going to dismantle it?" A woman looked a little surprised.

"Well, the campus building standards were promulgated six years ago, schools were built elsewhere, and then the seventh middle school moved out."

Another man said: "Someone bought the land recently and plans to develop it, so it's about to be demolished."

"I really miss it."

The woman with brown curly hair said, "It's been fifteen years since we graduated."

"Then go take a look."

The flat-headed man said, "It's not far away anyway."

"Great."

Six or seven people walked together, walking two streets, and arrived in front of the alma mater. The gate was rusty, the abandoned campus was covered with weeds, and the building was full of stains.

"It's here."

Everyone looked at the school, they had spent three years in high school, and everyone missed it a little.

"Would you like to go in and have a look?" the flat-headed youth asked.

"Can you go in?"

The brown-haired woman asked, and someone immediately pushed the door, pushed the door through a gap, and said, "You can go in."

"Then go in."

Everyone entered the gate, strolled around the courtyard, and came to the playground.

"Should I go to the teaching building?"

Strolling on the playground, the flat-headed man suddenly asked: "Go up and see?"

"too dark."

A woman smiled and said, "There are no lights."

"You can use your mobile phone for lighting."

The flat-headed man said: "And, have you ever heard of a strange story?"

"Unbelievable?"

The woman with long black hair asked, "What kind of strange story."

"Hanako's story."

The flat-headed youth said: "It is said that there is a ghost doll Hanako in the third female toilet on the third floor of the teaching building. As long as she meets her, she will disappear.

"Ah, it's scary," the brown-haired woman yelled.

Flat-headed youth: "Should we give it a try? Choose someone to go up and see."

"Ok?"

The woman with long black hair said: "It's too scary to be alone. If there is a tramp inside and a girl enters, it will be dangerous."

"Then one man and one woman are fine."

The flat-headed young man said: "The boys choose one, the girls choose one, and go up together. The women's toilet is facing this side, go up and use a mobile phone to signal, and then take a picture."

"It's very interesting." The brown-haired woman said, "I want to play, I want to play."

"Come on then."

The man in the jacket said, "I find it very interesting."

They immediately dispersed, four men guessing the box, three women guessing the box, and the ones who lost were selected.

"This is a coincidence."

The flat-headed man and the brown-haired woman looked at each other. The two of them first proposed to play, but they were selected.

"Then Heiji and Hyemi, go up there."

The others looked at them grinning.

"Go and go."

Emi flicked her hair and said with a smile, "Heiji, let's go."

"Let's go."

Heiji and Huimei walked to the teaching building together, entered through the back door, and went straight upstairs.

"It's so dark."

When she walked up the stairs, Huimei regretted it a little. It was dark and very dirty, all dusty.

Although there are mobile phones to illuminate, the illuminated walls are covered with stains.

With the help of the light of the mobile phone, the space in the distance is fascinating and looks extremely terrifying.

When she reached the second floor, Emi couldn't help but grabbed Heiji's arm.

"Why are you scared?"

Heiji laughed and shouted that Huimei and the other two continued to walk upwards and came to the third floor.

boom.

Suddenly there was a loud noise, which made Huimei scream and shrank into Pingzhi's arms.

"It's a window."

Heiji pointed to the door frame without glass and said, "The wind hits the door frame."

"is it?"

Huimei nodded, and Heizhi walked forward together, but after walking for a while, she couldn't help saying, "But there seems to be no wind."

"This……"

Hearing this, Heiji's body stiffened, and then he said: "It may have been blowing from the other side, but it didn't come in."

"Ok."

Huimei nodded, but feeling a little scary, she said quietly, "I'm a little scared, shall we go back?"

"go back?"

Heiji shook his head and said, "Why are you going back here? How could it be dangerous."

Even though he said that, he was a little muttered in his heart, but his tender body was holding him, it was the game he proposed, how could he refuse it.

Huimei was terrified in her heart, but she didn't dare to go down alone, so she could only follow Heiji forward.

"go in."

When he arrived at the bathroom, Heiji spoke, shouting for Huimei to enter the women's bathroom.

"The third room."

Heiji walked to the third room and took out his phone and said, "We want to take a photo."

"Why is this only closed?" Hui Mei asked in a low voice.

"Hey?"

Pingzhi looked at the toilet, five single rooms, only this one was closed, which made him shudder.

"Coincidentally."

Heiji took a breath and said, "Hurry up and finish the filming. Let's leave here."

"hurry up."

Huimei stood behind Heiji and watched as he pushed open the bathroom door. There was nothing inside.

"Nothing at all."

Pingzhi took out his mobile phone to take a photo and said while taking pictures: "There are weird people in this world, but ghosts have never appeared before, and it is impossible. After all, weird people are entities, and many ghosts are incorporeal. What goes through the wall, what disappears. Invisible, there is no stranger information about this."

"Yes."

Huimei exhaled, the fear in her heart weakened slightly.

"Use the flash to prove that we are on the third floor."

After taking the picture, Heiji came to the window, turned on the flash, pointed it at the bottom and flashed it a few times, and the flash was immediately lit below.

"Let's go."

Heiji said with a smile, and walked out of the toilet with Emi.

"It seems that they have arrived." The long-haired woman said.

"There was nothing wrong with it."

The man in the jacket said: "The strange stories are fake, and many strange stories are even separated from the strangers, like Hanako, the slit girl, the ghost of running, these are impossible to appear."

Five people were on the playground, waiting for them to come down.

"Is there a ghost story here?"

A man took a cellphone and said, "Look, at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, the rip woman appeared in city j. Several people had their heads cut off or opened their mouths."

"It should be a weirdo?"

The man in the jacket said nonchalantly: "It must be solved by a hero."

"went."

The man continued: "The A-level hero stick king went to the scene, but his head was cut off, and then the cleft girl disappeared."

"This?"

The man in the jacket leaned his head and looked at the screen, "Even the A-level hero is not an opponent, is it a ghost-level weirdo? Or is it a mimic."

To this day, they still think they are weird.

But at this moment, a sad scream suddenly came from the roof.

"It's Huimei's voice." The long-haired woman said loudly.

"we?"

The man in the jacket looked at the crowd, and someone said: "Let's leave here, call the police, and then notify the Heroes Association."

"What about Huimei and peaceful treatment?" the black long-haired woman asked anxiously.

The man in the jacket said: "It's possible that they are playing a prank, but if not, we can't save them. Let's leave first."

"Let's go."

They immediately ran out of the playground, ran out from the side of the teaching building, came to the front of the teaching building, and ran towards the door.

But before he ran to the door, the glass behind him smashed and cracked.

Boom.

A figure slammed heavily in front of them, and the ground shattered, but the figure was unharmed and stood up.

This is a young girl in a white dress, about 13 or 14 years old, with fair skin, but her eyes are red, and she has sharp teeth, and there is bright red blood on her teeth and lips.

The scariest thing is that there are two heads in her hands, which are the heads of Heiji and Emi.

"what!"

The long black hair screamed, but the next moment, the sound stopped abruptly.

I saw the girl's palm inserted into her mouth, plunged directly into it, and came out from the back of her head.

Tearing.

The girl used her arms to pull the head of the long-haired woman directly, and said with a smile: "Thank you for coming here. I really don't want to leave here. It's great that you can kill so many people without leaving here."

. . .

Die, die.

The shadow of the knife passed, and a b-class hero shot two blood spatters on his head and fell heavily to the ground.

"Too weak~lightnovelpub.net~ In front of the B-class hero, there is a scary figure standing, he is bandaged, dressed in a dress, and has long curly hair.

The most striking thing is that his hands are two machetes, dripping with blood.

"about there."

The figure said, "Killing four heroes and twelve passersby, I am satisfied, so let's go here. I don't want to be instigated."

Leaving this sentence, the figure turned and left, leaving only the empty street.

. . .

"Splitting girl? The stick king was killed?"

Xia Shu looked at the message sent by Mr. Fujiwara in the line group on the screen, and quickly opened the search platform to view the information.

Immediately saw the stamped photo and the appearance of the slit woman photographed by the monitor.

It does look a bit like a strange story.

But it should be a weirdo.

Xia Shu didn't take it to heart. Most of the strange stories refer to strange people, and they should be stories born out of strange people and interpreted by others.

But at this time, Xia Shu saw another picture and her eyes narrowed slightly.

"The cutting king."

Xia Shu squinted his eyes. This is a member of the Weird Association in the future, the ghost-level cutting king.

That's all.

The most surprising thing is that he is also one of the strange talks, a ghost that cuts people apart.

Both the rip girl and the cutting king appeared.

And the day before yesterday, I met a brain-eating monkey, something like a legend in Z City, the brain-eating monkey.

How is this going? Why the strange talk has become a reality and appeared in front of everyone.

Is it accidental?

Three strange stories appeared, saying that accidentally is a bit far-fetched.

If it wasn't accidental, something must have happened in it.

Xia Shu had a hunch that something terrible might happen.