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173 Order of Death
  Youliang discovered very early that he was different from other big ghosts on campus, including Yan Xizhi. Those big ghosts could only hide in the room of resentment and use their resentment to change the room they were in, but he could create restoration Create a nightmare that is unique to him.

Whether the nightmare memory can be completely restored seems to be the difference between the House of Resentment and the House of Hell.

But what he didn't expect was that his nightmare would get out of control on this day, and even come back to bite him. A large shadow spread over his body and tore his soul apart.

"Is it from that class again?"

The number thirteen left a deep impression on Youliang. Over the years, the only person who could walk out of his nightmare with a smile was from Class [-].

"We're going to drag them all out." Youliang stretched his left hand towards the wall, but he found that he could not integrate into the nightmare weaved based on his own memories. As the owner of the nightmare, he was also trapped here.

"Is they targeting me?" Youliang ran out of the library. He saw a thick blood mist covering everything, and tiny blood vessels like plant roots sprouted from the walls of the campus.

First there were graffiti full of malice and curses, and then there were strange blood streaks and contaminants. Youliang felt that he was becoming weak at an extremely fast speed.

"It's a trap!"

Youliang knows something about what happened in the school. Situ An rules and deceives Class [-] students into the school in order to use their connection with Gao Yun to find Gao Yun's memory fragments scattered in the school and seize the school. Gao Yun obviously knew his classmates better than Situ An, and they were a group of scourges, so he followed the trend and wanted to use the classmates of Class [-] to pollute Youliang and swallow up the laboratory building in one fell swoop.

The clean and fair skin was covered with a layer of shadow. Youliang was a little confused as to how those students did it?
  "They just look like a bunch of failed adults, every one of them unhappy. How could a bunch of guys have such a huge impact on the nightmare?"

Based on the memories of passers-by, their mental states became strange. They no longer remained silent and numb, but began to go crazy in pain.

Compared with the times, personal pain is insignificant, but the collapse of an era often begins with each insignificant pain.

"The smell of shadows and death is so strong! Did these students enter the school by mistake from reality? Or did they crawl out of hell to seek their lives?! Will all the living people in reality be so crazy after I die?" Youliang has already He had not been happy for a long time and now he was even more unhappy.

Before he could understand everything, a loud noise came from the teaching building that he regarded as a harbor!
  An investigator wearing a black uniform smashed the window glass and fell into the corridor. The woman with four mouths on her face had a very bad expression: "They all say that I am an old lady, you are the only one who says that I am." Ugly ghost!"

"Where did the four-mouthed aunt come from??" There is no such distinctive middle-aged woman in Youliang's memory!
  "Tear up the teacher's qualification certificate! Notify the director! Ghosts other than the target appear in the nightmare, level [-] abnormal event danger level!" The investigators cooperated tacitly, and immediately began to contact Situ An outside the nightmare according to the plan, and after they tore it up After the teacher's qualification certificate was printed with Situ An's photo, the buildings in the nightmare began to shake slightly, and a force attacked Youliang's nightmare from outside.

Not only Gao Yun, who represents the school's rules, Situ An has also been preparing to attack Youliang. Many of the investigators he sent to participate in social practice classes had curses on them.

"Don't run!" Ba Po jumped out of the window sill and chased the investigator with both hands and feet.

"Stop that deformed white ghost! Buy time for the security personnel!" The investigator fought desperately, without the slightest fear in his eyes.

"What you say is really ugly! You are eating shit!" Ba Po was extremely angry and looked very scary.

But even in this situation, Ba Po still did not kill him. She grabbed the investigator with the foulest mouth among them and wanted to tear his mouth open. "Bapo! Get back!" Gao Ming opened the classroom door and rolled out of the classroom with another investigator. He grabbed Bapo and said, "The security personnel seem to have come in too!"

Something was not right about the investigators who participated in the social practice class. The two who were most hidden among them moved forward together after observing Ba Po and Gao Ming. They held each other's hands, revealing the blood rings on their wrists.

The ring-shaped communicator stained red by blood has lost a lot of functions and only retains the most basic communication capabilities. Those who need to use the blood ring to communicate are not humans.

"Let's go!" Gao Ming didn't give the other party a chance to act. Taking advantage of the other party's preparation time, he dragged Ba Po and fled outside the school.

The idea of ​​a high life is also very simple. The physical quality of a living person is there. The more terrifying the ability, the greater the consumption, so there is no need to confront it head-on.

"I'm going to tear their mouths apart!"

"There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. When I become the director of the General Bureau of Investigation, I will ask you to tear the mouths of those who spread rumors every day!" Gao Ming forced the eighth wife to say: "This nightmare city is the memory of some big ghost. There are people who are probably more powerful than us now. Be anxious.”

Before he finished speaking, Gao Ming ran out of the teaching building and saw Youliang. He did not continue to say some hurtful words and decisively changed his words: "Brother Liang, the school rules want to use your nightmares for experiments! I finally understand. You are equivalent to fate in your own nightmare, and the classmates of Class [-] are poisons specially designed to fight fate and reality!"

"Well..." Youliang's expression was complicated. Whether others are poisonous still needs to be questioned, but in Gao Ming's case it was an exclamation mark.

Youliang met Gao Ming twice, and nothing good happened each time. Last time Gao Ming and Xia Yang were graffitiing all over the city. If it weren't for Yan Xizhi's sake, he would have gone crazy. This time the situation was even more serious. .

"Brother Liang! You have to send all the students out of the nightmare as soon as possible. We are all sources of pollution from the shadow world, and we are part of the game between the shadow world and the real world!" Gao Ming spoke very fast, and of course Youliang also wanted to save the students. Kicked out, the problem is that he can't get out now.

Covered in shadows, all of Youliang's memories are tainted. The school rules and Situ An, two unscrupulous guys, have been targeting him for a long time.

It’s hard for a good guy who abides by the rules to defeat an unscrupulous bad guy. Youliang sighed: “Guess why I don’t throw you out?”

"Because you trust me?"

"I see in you the optimism that I have lost." Youliang's clean and pure soul was polluted, but he did not completely lose his ability to resist: "Take me to see your classmates, I need you to give something cost."

"What price?"

"I don't know if the memories contaminated by you can be recovered after killing you, but don't worry, I won't kill innocent people indiscriminately." Youliang said lightly: "I will kill until I can control the nightmare, so you'd better You can arrange a death order yourself."

Car accidents continued to occur on the street outside the school. Sirens, screams, and cries were heard. The chaos was intensifying. The malice in Youliang's memory was really matched this time.

(End of this chapter)