Hell App

Teacher Zhang's thunderous voice immediately awakened Liu Xiyu, and she almost jumped up from a chair.

She was very uneasy when she was arrested during class.

Liu Xiyu didn't hear Teacher Zhang's question clearly, so she lowered her head and flushed.

Seeing her delay in answering, Teacher Zhang repeated it again: "You said, how many people died in this classroom?"

This...I don't know!

Liu Xiyu didn't listen to the lecture at all, and fell asleep halfway through, so he was dumbfounded by Teacher Zhang.

Thinking about what happened to the faceless man before, Liu Xiyu was a little scared, let alone answering casually.

Even in the dream, she was afraid that she would die inexplicably like so many faceless people before.

Liu Xiyu raised her head and looked around for help, hoping that someone with no face could help her and tell her the answer.

Seeing Liu Xiyu raised his head, Ye Shangyu's heart stunned, and immediately raised a hand to give her a gesture.

However, as soon as she raised a hand, Teacher Zhang penetrated her intentions, threw a piece of chalk and nailed her hand to the desk.

"I asked Liu Xiyu to answer the question, did you help her?!"

Seeing Teacher Zhang staring at her throat obsessively, Ye Shangyu felt cold in her heart. She gritted her teeth, lowered her head silently to pull out the chalk that penetrated her palm, and did not dare to speak at will.

On the other hand, Bai Yan also understood what Teacher Zhang meant, and wanted to remind Liu Xiyu of the correct answer.

Unfortunately, the example of Ye Shangyu came before. If he also spoke, it would be hard to guarantee that Old Man Zhang would not penetrate his throat with a piece of chalk.

Under the shock of Teacher Zhang, the players collectively shut up and said nothing like dumb.

Without a prompt, Liu Xiyu gritted his teeth and tentatively said: "Um... Teacher, there should be eight or nine people?"

"Eight or nine people, are they eight or nine?" Teacher Zhang dropped the corner of his mouth, dissatisfied: "There are still two answers to a question? Is it eight or nine!"

Hearing the conversation between the two, all the players present changed their faces!

Before, there were only 9 feet that had the largest number of feet. Counting the two more feet after the sea of ​​blood faded, there were a total of 11 feet in the classroom.

After all, this is 6 people.

But whether it is 8 or 9, it is too much beyond the standard answer.

Unless, the unlucky ghost who was dragged out of the classroom just now is not counted, but this is only 7 people. The extra one can only be satisfied if the deceased in front has a disabled person.

The players were frightened by this answer, and Liu Xiyu was even more panicked when asked by Teacher Zhang.

She panicked and said: "It should be 8..."

"Huh?" Teacher Zhang's voice sank.

"Nine! It's nine!" Liu Xiyu was so scared that he changed his words immediately.

Sure enough, upon hearing this answer, Teacher Zhang's mouth split with satisfaction.

He showed a jagged canine, and nodded slightly: "Yes, you are my most proud student, you got it right!"

"Liu Xiyu, sit down!"

As soon as Teacher Zhang's voice fell, Liu Xiyu hurriedly got to the stool. She stroked her chest with her hand and exhaled quietly, as if she was lucky that she had escaped.

However, Liu Xiyu relaxed, but the expressions of the players became more solemn.

She actually got the correct answer. Is it true that someone with a disability died before?

How powerful is this to pass six levels with a disability?

Ye Shangyu's face gradually turned pale, and a lot of cold sweat oozes out of her forehead, not only because it hurts to pull the chalk, but also because she realized what would happen next.

Not only Ye Shangyu, but Bai Yan stared at Teacher Zhang's blood bowl and his face was not good.

Teacher Zhang laughed so much that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear. When the old ghost was happy, he would be fine.

The players didn't worry for long, Teacher Zhang's expression was flat, and his expression was suppressed, but the jagged fangs were still exposed, which looked very shocking.

He shook the snake-like triangular eyes under his nose from side to side, and the player he was staring at felt like a drum, and involuntarily squeezed his fists.

Teacher Zhang stayed unkindly on everyone for a few seconds. Finally, he finally made up his mind, stretched out his hands and pulled the old man like a rubber—

His hands were like hooks, piercing the throats of men and middle-aged women in black shirts.

Before the two players realized what was going on, they rolled their eyes and were pulled up to the podium by him like a dead body.

Then, Teacher Zhang grabbed the heads of the two of them and rammed them in the direction of the blackboard, and actually stuffed them into the blackboard!

The bodies of the two men melted into the blackboard, and soon there were two more twisted stick figures on the blackboard.

The two men were outlined by red chalk, their limbs crooked, retaining only the most striking features.

However, what makes people feel unpleasant is that there is a crying face on their faces, and there are a few points under the eyes that represent tears, which looks very strange.

Glancing at the simple strokes of a man and a woman on the blackboard, Teacher Zhang shook his teeth and said with a chuckle: "Yes! There are nine people in total, so this is just right!"

"This……!"

All the surviving players froze, and the whole person was like an ice cave.

They had long known that the difficulty of difficulty would be terrifying, many times that of ordinary difficulty, but seeing the men and middle-aged women in black shirts die for no reason, they still couldn't help but feel desperate.

The men in black shirts and middle-aged women did nothing, and even the men in black shirts did the right question before.

But just because one NPC answered the wrong question, and two more people were mentioned, they died unjustly. In the past, only their players took advantage of NPCs. How could they think that their life and death would be tied to the mouth of an NPC!

Suddenly, the players' eyes were focused on Liu Xiyu.

They looked at Liu Xiyu angrily, just like the hapless player who was sentenced to stand before, they wanted to tear Liu Xiyu alive immediately.

They knew it was not her fault, but they still couldn't control it. They were afraid, they were really afraid!

This kind of game, sometimes there is no way out!

No matter how you wink, no matter how wise, and no luck, you will still die!

Being stared at by a group of players with anger and fear, Liu Xiyu shrank his head, feeling a little scared.

Several faceless men turned their heads from all directions, they looked at themselves silently, and a few bald heads turned together, as terrifying as the ghosts in the game.

Regarding the death of the two faceless men, Liu Xiyu didn't feel any sadness or guilt. In the previous dreams, the faceless men died more often.

In her opinion, the Faceless Man is the NPC in the video game. It is a fictional soldier made up for her to find her way.

Besides, although this is an overly real dream, everything in the dream is fake. These people don't even have a face. Maybe they are the same as the ghosts in the haunted house. Why should she feel guilty for them?

Not like the girls in the class, she would be sad for the deaths of some paper men.

Liu Xiyu lowered his head and was speechless. The players felt that Liu Xiyu and Teacher Zhang were in the same group, and they did not dare to step forward to do anything to her.

After a moment of silence, Teacher Zhang broke the silence.

He drew the picture again, and began to draw the players who were not drawn to answer the new topics mentioned in the previous "Lecture"...

Because of sufficient experience, no one died until the end of the math class.

However, this did not make the faces of the players look good, until they stepped out of the classroom, their faces were still gloomy.

After only two small games, five people died, a total of eleven players, this was almost half dead.

The black mist above the stairs chased, and everyone went down the stairs silently. Liu Xiyu seemed to feel that she was not being seen by these faceless people and walked silently to the end.

After walking for about two minutes, Bai Yan saw the new floor.

The walls of the floors are painted with blood red ‘-13’ with red paint.

On the minus thirteenth floor, there are also three closed iron doors.

Bai Yan took a look at it and got the result. Each of the three doors entered two people, and the remaining six players happened to be evenly divided.

It's just that one group is going to be particularly unlucky, because the extra Liu Xiyu will inevitably go in with one of the players.

After experiencing the little game just now, no one dares to despise this weak NPC.

If Liu Xiyu moved her mouth, she could kill people through ghosts. The most important thing was that she was unintentional, which was undoubtedly even more annoying.

It can be said that in which group Liu Xiyu is in, the death rate is greater in which group.

Bai Yan is not stupid, he can see this, but other players are not stupid.

Everyone looked at each other, afraid that Liu Xiyu would follow in silently, and none of them were willing to go in.

The players stared with big eyes and fell into an awkward stalemate.

Seeing the black mist chasing after him, Liu Xiyu was a little anxious. She didn't care if the players entered the door or not, she took the lead in picking one and walking in.

Upon seeing this, the players immediately ran to the door where there was no Liu Xiyu.

Bai Yan and Ye Shangyu had been prepared for a long time. They rushed into an iron gate, and the iron gate closed suddenly, isolating the player who was a step slower behind them and cursed.

However, the two were not happy, because behind them, a female ghost was muttering to herself, attracting all their attention.

"These female dolls are really not good, one is better than the other without quality!"

Bai Yan turned around and realized that this was a women's toilet.

A middle-aged aunt walking on tiptoe came out of a cubicle carrying a bucket, and complained as she walked: "Everything is stuffed in it. How can I clean it? It’s not clean, and I have to be trained by the teachers. !"

The middle-aged aunt said that she was very ridiculous, but looking at her dismal green eyes and the dismal green tongue that came out, Bai Yan knew that this was not a living person.

Seeing the two people standing at the door, the middle-aged aunt came towards them. She looked at them with eyes wishing to peel and eat meat, but still chanting the lines, she stuffed the bucket into Bai Yan's hands: "Are you the new cleaners? Be quicker, and quickly clean the toilet." In ten minutes, those female dolls are about to end class. If they haven't cleaned up after class is over, you can wait to die!"

After letting go of the cruel words, the female ghost licked her lips, looked at them very reluctantly, opened the iron door, and walked out on tiptoe.

The last reluctant look in the female ghost's eyes, she understood it in vain, and the two small pieces of meat were in front of her, but she couldn't eat it right away. It was really uncomfortable.

In addition, he understood what the female ghost said. He looked at the bucket in his hand and the mop in the bucket. Does the older female ghost want them to clean the women's toilet?

Bai Yan didn't reject the cleaning of the women's toilet, but he looked at Ye Shangyu's still bleeding hand, and felt that this matter might have him coming.

The time given by the female ghost was only ten minutes. With Ye Shangyu's hand, it might be too late for her to clean.