Mysterious resurgence

Zhou Zheng's roar woke up everyone in the classroom.

Although they were all frightened by this sudden change, survival is the instinct of every living thing.

"If you want to live, come with me."

Fang Jing was the first to roar, and then rushed out at an extremely fast speed, heading straight for the back door of the classroom.

The floor they were on was on the fifth floor. If he wanted to leave the school, he had to go downstairs first. If it was on the second or first floor, I believe he would jump out of the window without hesitation.

But jumping off the fifth floor is no different from committing suicide.

Fang Jing's escape action was very mobilizing. Others reacted and rushed out of the classroom with him almost instinctively.

Yang Jian didn't hesitate and left here immediately.

He had a hunch that Zhou Zheng couldn't hold off the old man for long.

"Boom."

The previously weathered ground immediately collapsed when more people stepped on it, and several students fell directly.

"Zhang Wei, Miao Xiaoshan."

Yang Jian was startled and hurriedly avoided the cave-in.

"Bah, I'm fine. Damn it, some beast pushed me just now. I'm going to sue him for murder." Zhang Wei touched his butt and inhaled in pain.

Fortunately, it only fell into the classroom one floor below. It was only about three meters high, but no one could be killed in the fall.

But when Zhang Wei turned his head to look at the others who had fallen behind, his eyelids twitched.

A person was lying on the ground, her eyes wide open, blood was pouring from her neck, and there was a gurgling sound in her mouth. It seemed that she was still breathing. Yang Jian saw a blood-stained steel bar passing through her neck.

This was a female classmate in the class who had good academic performance and was quite beautiful. Unexpectedly, something unexpected happened.

With such a serious injury, it was too late to provide first aid, let alone in this situation.

"You all get up and leave here quickly, don't waste time."

Yang Jian shouted, then he stopped caring about others and left immediately.

"Yang Jian, don't run away just because you said I wanted to leave this hellish place. You guys, don't even think about asking me for resources in the future." Zhang Wei cursed.

At this moment, a group of students seemed to be crazy. They rushed out of the classroom and went down the stairs.

"Can you leave here safe and sound?"

Yang Jian felt uneasy at the moment, and the figure of the old man wearing a black gown and covered with corpses could not be removed from his mind.

If the old man is really a ghost, can Zhou Zheng be able to deal with it?

He also said that ghosts cannot be killed.

The only ghosts that can be dealt with are ghosts.

Wait, is Zhou Zheng also a ghost?

Instantly, Yang Jian felt his scalp numb and his whole body felt cold.

Could it be that I was listening to a ghost lecture just now?

What happened to this world.

But outside the classroom corridor, Zhou Zheng was still trying his best to hold the old man back and prevent him from using the ghost realm again.

Once the ghost realm appears again, as long as those students are still in the ghost realm, they will not be able to walk out of this place alive even if they leave the classroom.

However, the terror of the old man in black clothes has exceeded his imagination, and he has no idea how long it can last.

At this time, everyone was running frantically down the stairs, scurrying around like a group of frightened hares.

One floor, two floors, three floors.

It seems that the hope of leaving here is right in front of you.

But just when Fang Jing ran to the corner in the middle of the stairs, a slight hissing sound suddenly sounded, the lights in the stairs went out instantly, and the entire stairs fell into darkness.

The darkness was so dense that you couldn't see your fingers, and you couldn't even see the slightest bit of light through the window.

"Ah~!"

As soon as the lights went dark, a female classmate screamed in fright.

"Damn it, has Zhou Zheng reached his limit? Maybe the ghost realm has appeared again? What level of ghost is that old man? It's really scary."

Cold sweat broke out on Fang Jing's face. He didn't dare to stay too long in the darkness. Instead, he turned around and shouted: "Go quickly, don't stop."

He actually didn't want to save these people, but he couldn't let them die in the ghost realm.

Otherwise the ghost realm will become even scarier.

They continued walking down the stairs in the dark, which was not difficult for them who were familiar with the environment here.

But as he continued walking down, Fang Jing suddenly stopped after a while, and he realized something was wrong.

Not only him, but Yang Jian behind him also noticed something unusual. He was tense all over and noticed that the stairs he walked seemed to be more than five floors high and there were stairs in front of him.

"Everyone stop. Don't leave."

As soon as the square mirror in front stopped, everyone else behind them also subconsciously stopped.

Under this situation, he seemed to be the backbone of this group of people, being confused and relatively calm.

"Fang Jing, what's wrong? Why don't you leave?" A girl asked tremblingly.

"If you don't leave, I will leave. I don't want to stay here and wait to die."

Some boys continued to move forward in fear, and soon fell into the darkness.

"Fang Jing, don't follow the rhythm randomly, or someone will die."

Some people also stopped and cried.

"What the hell, didn't you count how many flights of stairs you walked from the fifth floor to here?" Fang Jing cursed.

"How can we forget about this when we are running for our lives?"

When you are in a panic, you really don’t think about that much. Not everyone has a calm mind.

At this moment, Yang Jian was silent for a moment and said: "We had already reached the third floor before the lights went out, and were walking towards the second and a half floors, but when we got there, the lights went out. We could have walked out by going down to the first floor. But from the time the lights went out, we have gone down at least three floors, or even four floors. In other words, we have already gone underground."

"But the teaching building does not have a basement."

"Damn it, Yang Jian, please don't say such horrible things, how long has it been?" someone replied in the darkness.

"Then what should we do now, go or not go?"

"How about trying to go down a few more floors? Maybe Yang Jian made a mistake in his calculations."

Just as everyone was discussing, a faint light suddenly appeared in the darkness. It was a female classmate who turned on the light with her mobile phone tremblingly.

Can the phone still work?

Everyone was immediately surprised when they saw this, and hurriedly took out their mobile phones and turned on the lights.

Immediately, more than a dozen lights came on, but they were too few compared to the number of people in the class. Could it be that everyone else was separated?

And the strange thing is that the light is not as strong as usual, as if it is suppressed by the surrounding darkness, and can only illuminate a location less than one meter.

Further forward, there is the darkness as thick as ink.

This kind of darkness is so oppressive that it makes people almost breathless, as if they will get lost in it at any time.

"Keep going."

Fang Jing gritted his teeth, he had no choice now.

This is not an existence that one person can fight against. I can only pray that Zhou Zheng is not dead yet and can hold back the ghost for a while and destroy this ghost realm.

Otherwise, everyone is afraid that they will be lost in this ghost realm forever and will not be able to get out for the rest of their lives.

Continue walking down the steps.

This time it wasn’t just Fang Jing, many students started counting the layers.

One floor, two floors, three floors.

The more they counted, the more panicked they became. When they reached the fifth floor, they saw that the stairs in front of them had not yet been completed. Everyone stopped, their hands and feet felt cold, and frightened expressions appeared on everyone's face. At this moment, there were already The female classmate collapsed and collapsed on the ground and started crying.

"Already, we have walked up to the fifth floor."

"I'm counting on the fifth floor. This, it's over. We can't get out of here."

For a moment, everyone was at a loss.

Fang Jing also looked extremely ugly and did not dare to go forward. He was very unwilling to do so. Was he going to die here in a daze in his life?

"Yang Jian, are you alive?"

Suddenly, he shouted with a violent tone.

"Fang Jing, I didn't offend you, don't curse me to death like this." Yang Jian said with a cold expression.

Fang Jing turned around, passed through the crowd, grabbed Yang Jian's shirt, and said fiercely: "Since he is not dead, then lead the way. If it were you, you would definitely be able to leave here alive. With your potential, you will definitely not die." This damn place."

Yang Jian said: "You know more than me, and you can't get out. What can I do?"

"You must know something. Are you going to fucking say it or not?" Fang Jing said with a ferocious look on his face.

He was desperate and could only place his hope on Yang Jian. If Yang Jian could really grow to that height in the future, he would never die here.

He has started to pay attention to Yang Jian from before to now.

In just a few moments, he analyzed the pattern of the knocker and clearly counted the number of stairs when escaping.

There is no doubt that this is a guy with extremely adaptable abilities.

Ordinary people were so frightened when they suddenly came into contact with the ghost realm and the evil ghosts. How could they be so calm like him?

This is a gift.

Normally, this kind of talent is useless. Even if it is available, it will never be used in a lifetime. However, in the face of great changes in the world, this kind of talent can increase the chance of survival. If you can become a ghost controller, this talent can even make you a ghost controller. Ghost users have become very advantageous when dealing with ghosts.

"Fang Jing, it's useless for you to ask me. This is the first time I've encountered this situation. If I had a way to get out, I wouldn't stay here. If I stay here for even one second longer, I might get into trouble. When it comes to that thing, do you think I want to die?" Yang Jian said.

Fang Jing's heart froze, and then he realized that Yang Jian was still a newcomer who didn't know anything at this time.

He felt a little ridiculous that he actually asked him for help at this time.

Will Yang Jian have too much influence on him in the future?

"Fang, Fang Jing, it's not good, look." Suddenly a classmate trembled and pointed at the door of the toilet.

There is a toilet between the third and second floor corridors of the teaching building.

"Damn, I'm still on the second and a half floor after turning around. It's really over now."

"No, it's not this. Look behind the door, there seems to be a figure." The classmate trembled, raised his phone and shined a light on it.

Everyone was immediately frightened and backed away.

Behind the glass window on the toilet door, the vague outline of a tall human figure appeared in the light.

"Who, who's in there?" Someone dared to shout.

I hope the person in the toilet is a classmate.

"Gah~!"

There was a long sound of opening the door, and a pale arm stretched out from the dark toilet. This arm rested on the door and slowly pushed the door open.

"It's not a human, it's another ghost."

Fang Jing's eyes suddenly shrank for a moment, but in the end he showed a fierce expression.

"Yang Jian, since you don't know anything, just let me in."

As he spoke, he grabbed Yang Jian and pushed him into the toilet when he was not prepared.