Congratulations on Your Successful Escape

chapter Ten

Jiang Yuanbai collapsed, his eyes were red, and he picked up the fire axe again and again, and smashed at the seemingly indestructible wall: "... impossible, impossible!"

——Looking at hope with your own eyes, hopelessness collapses. No one can bear this despair.

Mo Yi breathed deeply for several times before finally depressing the beating heart and the surging blood. He reached out and shook Jiang Yuanbai's shoulder, trying his best to make his voice sound calm and rational: "Don't chop. "

The axe slid down from the palm of Jiang Yuanbai's weak hands. The tiger's mouth had already oozed due to exertion. He reached out and covered his face in despair, his voice choked a little: "... impossible."

Suddenly, an impulse from nowhere caught Mo Yi's heart, and he saw him step forward and pulled off the palm of Jiang Yuanbai's face, forcing him to look directly into his eyes:

"You can't change anything like this. If you stay here, once the bell rings and the fog comes up, we all have to die."

Jiang Yuanbai was shocked by the look in Mo Yi's eyes.

He froze for a moment, his eyes slowly changed, Jiang Yuanbai stopped his twitching, slowly stood up, reached out and wiped the tears seeping out of the corner of his eyes, and his voice returned to calmness: "... then we receive What to do next. "

"Go downstairs." Mo Yi put down his hand and restored his former indifference, but his white fingertips revealed his uneasy mood at the moment: "We must have missed some important clues."

"But ..." Jiang Yuanbai stopped talking.

But it's less than 15 minutes before the next bell ... What if we can find any important clues? Don't you still have to die?

"So what?" Mo Yi seemed to know what he was going to say, a pair of cold and bright eyes as if going to penetrate his soul, seeing him through. Then, beyond Jiang Yuanbai's surprise, the corner of his mouth rose slightly, evoking a smile: "Would you rather sit still and die on the road of exploration?"

With his words, courage was instantly injected into Jiang Yuanbai's heart. He nodded and smiled: "Of course it is the second kind."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the fire axe that he had thrown on the ground and walked towards the stairs. Mo Yi followed him and was preparing to go downstairs, but he only heard the mechanical counting sounds in front of him: two……"

Mo Yi hesitated, suddenly reacted, reached out and pulled Jiang Yuanbai, pulled him, Jiang Yuanbai stabilized his body and looked at him blankly: "What's wrong?"

Mo Yi was pale and dignified: "... you are counting."

Jiang Yuan's face changed greatly, and cold sweat instantly covered the entire back: "Impossible, I have no impression at all! And I'm still humming! It can't affect me!"

At this time, Mo Yi seemed to think of something, and his face became difficult to look: "The original version of the thirteen-staircase urban legend seems to say that if there are students counting down the stairs, they will be pulled in. Another world. "

Here, even when you go upstairs, you are already easily affected by the stairs, so you can count it involuntarily-let alone go downstairs as legendary.

The situation where Jiang Yuanbai couldn't control the land count just like Zhongli just now is enough to make people realize how powerful the stairs are.

The situation was at an impasse.

Jiang Yuan took a step back with a bit of regret, and his palm could not help but rest on the icy railing. The cold touch spread down his palm into the bone marrow, making him unable to help but take a nap.

An idea flashed across his mind.

"Yes!" Jiang Yuanbai yelled, jumped up, startled Mo Yi: "Since we can't take the stairs, we can't help counting as long as we take the stairs, then we won't take the stairs ! "

As soon as Mo Yi's eyes lighted, he turned his gaze on the railing.

That's right! Then we just don't take the stairs!

There was no way to go upstairs just now, and now they can slide down the railings! Although I don't know if this is feasible, this is the only way.

The two glanced at each other, then each sat on the side railing and slid downstairs.

The staircase seemed to realize that someone wanted to drill its regular holes, and began to tremble violently. The staircase was turned up one by one. Mo Yi and Jiang Yuanbai couldn't help but sway along with the staircase. Shake it down.

The shape of the palms protruded from the melting staircase, pulling their legs, they were already crumbling. At this moment, it was difficult to stabilize their bodies. Seeing that the ground floor was near, the Mo Yiyang cried: "Now! jump!"

The two leapt up, and once again, they fell down in the corridor on the third floor.

Mo Yi felt that his whole body was about to be knocked apart. He climbed up sorely, his palms rested on the window sill, and his eyes looked out of the window.

6 minutes left.

Regardless of the pain in the body, he stood up and ran to the classroom of Class Three. There were only three words in his mind: find clues!

What have they missed before!

As soon as Mo Yi pushed open the door, a thick and sickening salty smell came to his face. When he looked intently, he saw that there were four more corpses in various shapes in the classroom. It was full of torn marks, paralyzed bloodily on the desk.

Mo Yi propped the door frame with his palm and looked at the scene in front of him for a moment.

wrong……

These people obviously followed Shen Lei into the second-floor fantasy, but now they appear in the classroom, indicating that they had just died.

When they first reached the third floor, Mo Yi thought that they should all be dead, because the mist had spread to the third floor at that time, even if they had not died in the illusion, they would be swallowed up by the mist.

So when he saw that there were no corpses in the classroom, he was not very surprised-because the corpses would not appear in the classroom after being pulled into the fog.

but! They are now in the classroom!

What does this mean ...?

A bold speculation surfaced: they had previously destroyed the photo but did not destroy the illusion, and the illusion was inaccessible by the mist. Only in this way can we explain why these corpses appeared.

——The other people who are brought into the photos but have not yet appeared in the classroom should not have died!

Mo Yi felt a little trembling with excitement. He turned and pulled Jiang Yuanbai, his voice was hoarse: "Go, let's go to the second floor, I know how to escape the fog."

Although waiting for them may be more miserable hell, but it is always better than waiting.

Although Jiang Yuanbai was puzzled, he didn't ask much anymore. Time is running out. Asking fewer questions is the best choice. He nodded hurriedly and followed Mo Yi toward the stairwell.

Blue faint figures outside the window reminded them: there are three minutes left.

The **** smell of the cold wind was blowing from the stairwell, and the energy-saving lamp on the top flickered half-obscurely, emitting a slight "zizi" sound, and the entire corridor was exuding an unknown atmosphere.

The memory of being chased by the monster just now is still branded clearly in my mind. Looking at the abyss of the black hole still makes people shudder.

But this is the only way.

They walked downstairs. With the faint light in the stairwell, Jiang Yuanbai saw that in the middle of one of the walls, a picture was hung upright. In the light silver frame was a portrait of a man. He looked about thirty or forty Aged, looking at the camera with a smile, a line of small characters is marked below the photo: Excellent Teacher of the Year.

Unlike other photos, the dark and odorous blood was flowing slowly down the silver frame, as if it was seeping from the photos.

——The mouth that was chasing them at the beginning should stick out from here.

Jiang Yuanbai slowly swallowed a spit of water, leaning carefully forward, as if he was afraid that the thing would rush out of the frame again.

Mo Yi's low voice sounded in his ear: "I guess these monsters can leave their original environment only after the bell is played after school."

His voice successfully soothed Jiang Yuanbai's tense heartstrings. He frowned and recalled: It seems that this is the case. After finishing the bell, Hanako left the toilet, and the monster who chased them before His mouth also appeared after ringing the bell.

Jiang Yuanbai breathed a sigh of relief and continued to walk downstairs.

However, where he didn't see it, the man in the photo behind him moved his eyes slowly, as if watching them go downstairs, and then showed a weird smile.

They walked out of the stairwell, and the whole corridor looked exactly the same as when they left. They were cut in half and lay on the floor. The corridor was permeated with a rotten cold smell.

Mo Yi looked up at the window:

Two minutes left.

He crouched down, picked up the photo split in half, and put it together.

The weird scene happened: the photos were stitched together slowly, and the stench blood flowing on the ground was sucked back into the photos as if flowing backwards. Soon, the photos and the frames were restored as before, and the graduates in the photos were looking at the camera. A bright and fuzzy smile appeared as if nothing had happened before.

"How do you know you can fight it?" Jiang Yuanbai couldn't help but interject.

"I don't know." Mo Yi looked up at the time outside the window, moved eagerly, stood up as fast as possible, hanged the photo on the wall again, and said while hanging:

"... I'm just guessing."

One minute left.

As the picture was hung on the wall, the scene in front of me seemed to change slightly.

Jiang Yuanbai turned his head and looked, and the classroom behind him became Class 4.

The illusion reappeared.

Mo Yi and him glanced at each other, took a deep breath, his face was a little dignified, Mo Yi nodded to Jiang Yuanbai, and then they stepped into the staircase in the illusion.

There was a weird ripple in the air, as if the stones were thrown onto the lake, and the water surface was rippled. In the next second, the long, cold corridor was empty.

At the same time, the number outside the window counted down to 2:25.

The monotonous and harsh class bell rang.

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