After the Doomsday Rebirth, I Went Into the Escape Game

It wandered in the corridor like a giant python, its cold skin pressed against the black wall, making an inaudible rubbing sound.

There were too many resentments in life, and they all disappeared after death. It patrols the campus like a night monarch patrolling its territory. Obsession, obsession. Perseverance makes it powerful and makes it irreversible. It never expects to be redeemed, it just wants to fall forever with all the filth and filth.

The high temperature from the third floor attracted its attention.

Since the fire, it can't remember how many years the **** has been cold, and the blaze is as hot and dazzling as the sun.

"Give you the key?" Lin Rurui frowned, "Impossible."

The dean immediately wailed: "I can't see clearly! I can't recognize it!"

"I cut your eyeballs to see if you recognize it?" Lin Rurui was about to put the threat into practice, suddenly frowned, and looked deep in the corridor.

It always feels like someone is watching her in the dark.

After waiting for a long time, there was no movement. If you are an ordinary person, you will probably think that you are suspicious and let yourself go. Lin Rurui was different. She was too vigilant. She would rather believe that there is something untrustworthy than nothing. She immediately stood up, holding the head of the dean in one hand, and said to Tang Chu and Bai Xuan: "Go down first and talk about it."

Bai Xuan suddenly pointed behind Lin Rurui: "The lights are on!"

Lin Rurui turned around, stunned. Sure enough, two blue lights appeared deep in the darkness, like two huge lanterns, faintly approaching. Lin Rurui's expression changed, and Bai Xuan was picked up with a stride, "Sister Chu, go!"

At the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, he was curious about what Lin Rurui saw and changed his face, and couldn't help turning his head back when he was running, only to find that the blue light that was lit was not a lantern, but a human eye.

A huge human face lay across the corridor, almost occupying the entire aisle. The neck of the human face was like a giant python, giving birth to a pretty beautiful face, which looked like pain and joy. Lin Rurui always felt that she was very familiar, thinking about it for a moment, she was surprised: This is very similar to the growth of the woman who called her to the office before and then disappeared.

It turned out that it was not a person who called her away, but a ghost?

The chill of hindsight climbed along the spine. The human head's neck buckled like a python before the attack, and suddenly accelerated. Lin Rurui hugged the child and flashed aside, but his arm was rubbed severely, and the key came out. When she was about to retrieve it, the neck suddenly turned a corner. , Long tongue licked the ground and hooked the keychain into the entrance.

"Gan!" Lin Rurui couldn't help cursing dirty.

The head turned his eyes, and looked in this direction again. Lin Rurui took the child and didn't want to retrieve the key from it, so he could only turn his head and continue to run wildly.

In order to get rid of the head, Lin Rurui and Tang Chu hid in an art classroom hidden in a corner. As soon as he entered, the child couldn't help being shocked.

The dim moonlight shone in from outside the window. The art classroom, which was supposed to be empty, was filled with dense human bodies. The dark shadows and the godless eyes gathered on the three of them, making their scalp numb.

Lin Rurui was about to pull out the knife, Tang Chu suddenly stopped her: "It's not a ghost, it's a sculpture."

Sure enough, the vivid plaster sculptures were densely forested in the open space, and they were also put in various poses, but without exception, their eyes were toward the door. If you want to change to someone with a weak psychological endurance, you must be frightened to be crazy on the spot.

Many of the sculptures are colored, looking forward to flying, lifelike; some are half-up, half-color, half-white, half-human, half-object, with a frightening personification; some semi-finished sculptures that are completely uncolored are placed in the sculpture The edge corners of the cluster.

Lin Rurui put down Bai Xuan, and the child hurriedly ran to the door and closed it tightly.

"What was that just now?" Tang Chu patted his full chest, still lingering after thinking about it.

Lin Rurui: "The key was eaten by it."

"Then what to do?"

"You can only find a way to take it out next time you see it."

As soon as Lin Rurui's voice fell, Bai Xuan grabbed his **** and shook his fingers. The child looked terrified and pointed to the corner: "Just now, something seems to have moved there."

Lin Rurui and Tang Chu looked at each other and went to the corner where a chair was placed, on which a contemplative statue was sitting quietly with its chin supported. After approaching, everyone was surprised to find that this statue was made extremely similar to Diao Jitong, with eyebrows, nose, lips, like a mold carved out.

Lin Rurui squatted down, her ears close to the plaster sculpture, only hearing the dull breathing sounds of wheezing and wheezing from it, she tapped the surface of the plaster with her fingers again, and suddenly pressed, the pale paste cracked, exposing the skin of the living person below. .

The three of them dug out Diao Jitong from the plaster. He had fallen into a coma, his breathing was weak, and his cheeks were flushed with suffocation. Early Tang helped the person up, and among those who Lin Rurui pinched him, Diao Ji's eyes gurgled and his breathing gradually became quicker. Lin Rurui slapped him with two outrageous slaps in the other hand without hesitation. Diao Jitong was finally awakened.

"Damn, it's so scary!" Diao Jitong's eyes widened, his head was sweating, and he looked around with lingering fears.

Lin Rurui: "Who made you like this?"

"His, my face hurts...I can't remember, I remember seeing Wu Long and Shen Qian walking towards me before unconscious."

"Wu Long can't have a way." Lin Rurui adjusted his sleeves, "I know what I'm doing."

"You mean... there must be something strange in this?" Diao Jitong asked hesitantly.

"I mean, what you see is not necessarily Shen Qian and Wu Long." Lin Rurui said. Diao Jitong whimpered in fear.

Bai Xuan tugged at Tang Chu's sleeves: "Sister Tang, why are they getting closer?" Tang Chu picked him up, frowned and looked around. When the three were talking, unconsciously, the surrounding sculptures surrounded them, faintly encircling them, trapping the players in the center.

Lin Rurui immediately stood up and said, "You can't stay in this place, let's go."

Diao Jitong crawled to the door and was about to open the door, but suddenly saw a shadow flashing outside. Something stuck the stick of the mop on the doorknob, forming a solid triangle with the corner of the wall. Manpower can push away.

As if sensing their intention to escape, the statues creaked and moved, dragging heavy and stiff steps, and rushing forward with ugly faces.

Diao Jitong twisted the doorknob in vain, sweating profusely: "What to do!"

"Get out of the way." Lin Rurui grabbed the person's shoulders and lifted him away. With five fingers together, he slammed the door open with a punch, fumbled down with his palm, and removed the mop stick.

Diao Jitong: ...I'm sorry, but I forgot that you are still here.

The bleak moonlight poured into the window, illuminating the two pale faces. Diao Ji made a cold sweat with a ‘I wipe’, “They’ve been here all the time!”

Shen Qian and Wu Longmu stood at the end of the sculpture with their faces faceless, their pupils turned white, staring blankly at the four people in front of them, their eyes empty.

Lin Rurui lowered his gaze and looked at the face of the flame sword. The sharp light of the sword reflected a photo, illuminating a strange scene: the twin female ghosts stood on tiptoes behind the two, and their rotten fingers covered their eyes. In folklore, don’t let ghosts find a chance to cover your eyes. There are two taboos here: one is afraid of ghosts hitting the wall, and the other is afraid of ghosts’ upper body.

Lin Rurui could tell at a glance that Shen Qian and Wu Long had died a long time ago, and their bodies now are nothing but an empty shell manipulated by a ghost. After Diao Jitong ran out of the classroom behind Tang Chu and Bai Xuan, Lin Rurui closed the door with his backhand to isolate the two sides, but shut himself in the door.

Lin Rurui: "You go first, I'll catch up later."

Diao Jitong was stunned for a moment, but Tang Chu urged him: "Let's go, don't stay and make trouble."

The three of them ran a few steps, and there was a ping-pong bang behind them. There was constant smashing of plaster, and the miserable ghosts cried continuously, and Diao Ji's scalp was tingling. The art classroom is basically a ghost's nest, and a ghost's dead soul is sealed in every plaster!

"What is Lin Rurui doing?"

At the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, he said coldly: "Give the ghost a super life."

The cries of ghosts are intermittent, continuous, sometimes suddenly uplifted, and then extinguished like a burnt wasteland in the next moment. boom! With another loud noise, Lin Rurui ran out of the room and crashed the classroom.

The ground vibrated, and the vibration continued, Lin Rurui's long legs walked fast, catching up with Tang Chu and his party.

"It's over, it's over." Diao Jitong hugged his head, "You are playing big, the school building will be destroyed by you!" They are all buried inside!

"Are you a fool?" Lin Rurui resisted the urge to beat people, "something else found us!"

Soon, this "something else" appeared in front of everyone, and the huge head passed through the winding corridor, looking for the explosion of the explosion. It is hard to imagine how huge her body is, like a giant python that shades the sky, and the floors along the way are crushed into countless stones by it. The whole building is like a building block house in the hands of a bear child, crumbling.

The player squad ran in front, and the monsters chased after them. They ran all the way and collapsed all the way. There was a loud noise and smoke was everywhere, and Diao Jitong thought he had mistakenly entered the scene of the disaster film.

Fortunately, considering the difficulty of the dungeon, the speed of time in the ghost school seems to be different from that in reality. It will be dawn in three hours here. Accompanied by the crowing of chickens, a white morning cloud appeared in the distant sky. The first ray of morning light was wrapped in a thick cloud like amniotic fluid, struggling to tumbling and struggling to cry out the first-born cry, but it was too late to break through the thick bondage.

The human head chased closer and closer, like a snake resurrected from hibernation, swimming faster, tongue sticking out, and salivating licked Diao Jitong's **** running at the back.

"It wants to eat my ass!" Diao Jitong yelled without tears. The next moment, he found more sadly that there was no road ahead. The player was forced to the end of the corridor, only a half-open window swayed open and closed in the cold wind.

Lin Rurui said: "I'll count one, two, three, jump!"

Diao Jitong: This familiar scene!

Diao Jitong: "So high, jumping down will kill you!"

Tang Chu's reply appeared cold and merciless: "You can choose to jump off the building to die, or be eaten by it."

Lin Rurui turned on the window sill, glanced at the horizon, and jumped down without hesitation.

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