Mysterious Recovery

　　 The door to the toilet opened, and a pale palm stretched out from the darkness. Everyone was too frightened to be born, and their hearts were beating wildly and silently.

　　 At this moment, Yang Jian did not expect that Fang Jing, a classmate in the same class, would suddenly grab him and push him in the direction of that ghost.

　　 "Fang Jing, you want to kill me?"

　　 Yang Jian gritted his teeth and reacted as soon as he found something was wrong, and hurriedly grabbed Fang Jing's arm.

　　As soon as the footsteps stopped, the two of them were stagnant.

"Yang Jian, you are not dead, and I can’t feel at ease in this life. I really thought that you were just talking casually. Now you are too naive. You know that I will let you out and you still have no defense against me, but this is also in my expectation. Among them, after all, you are just a student who doesn’t understand anything, not yet

　　 Know the cruelty of this world, today I will teach you a lesson. "

Fang Jing shouted back, "If you don’t come to help yet, you must push him to drag this ghost in the toilet, otherwise you will all be done with that ghost. If you want to survive, you have to sacrifice one person. There is nothing else. Method."

　　 Taking the righteousness to suppress the people really worked. Under the threat of the ghosts, people can do anything to survive and add a seemingly legitimate reason to their lives.

　　 Three male classmates rushed over with horror, and grabbed Yang Jian.

　　 The four people pushed him hard together, it was impossible for any one to resist.

　　 Immediately, Yang Jian's figure retreated immediately, and was soon pushed to the door of the toilet.

　　 The next moment, the pale palm that stretched out from the darkness rested on his shoulder, and as soon as his fingers were hard, the cold and stiff pinched him tightly.

　　 A terrifying force pulled Yang Jian to the dark toilet behind him.

　　 "Yang Jian, let me in, you are dead this time, learn to be smarter in your next life." Fang Jing banged hard and shouted.

Yang Jian was furious, and he already felt that his entire shoulder had lost consciousness, as if it had been crushed by that cold and pale hand. At the same time, a deep chill enveloped the whole body, and the blood seemed to be frozen at this moment. NS.

　　 "You scumbags, classmates actually want to kill me in a game. If that's the case, don't think about it. If you want to die, I want to pull you guys out."

　　 After finishing speaking, he stopped resisting, and firmly grasped the arms of two classmates with his palms.

　　 The horrible pulling force behind it made several people continue to be dragged forward.

　　 Fang Jing had found that something was wrong, and hurriedly backed away, without letting Yang Jian catch it.

　　 "No, don't, let me go, Yang Jian, let me go."

　　 "Please, I don't want to die, don't catch me, you catch others."

　　 The two classmates who were caught were frightened, begging for mercy, crying.

Yang Jian thought that he was dead, but he was not so scared. He felt the darkness around him. He coldly said, "Don’t yell. Since you want to kill me, then I want you to die with me. Fang Jing, don't be proud, if I die and become a ghost, I won't let you go..."

　　 "Bang~!"

　　 With a loud noise, the pale arms retracted into the darkness, and the door to the toilet closed instantly.

　　 Yang Jian, and the two classmates who framed him disappeared in front of them.

　　 The door was closed tightly, and there was no more movement.

　　 Fang Jing breathed a sigh of relief just now when he saw this scene, and a smile was squeezed out of his shocked face.

　　 Yang Jian, you are finally finished.

　　 "Fang Jing, you, you really killed Yang Jian and the others..." The other people who saw this scene trembled and said.

Fang Jing said with a stern face: "Shut up, without the ghost I just walked out, I would die, and I am still stunned by what I am doing here. If I want to live with me, the three of them will not be able to hold them for too long. Once the ghost kills them, Will come out again, and it will be us who will die at that time."

　　 After speaking, he turned around and walked up without saying anything.

　　 "Fang Jing, why do you want to go back?"

　　 "Continue to go down a dead end, who knows what else will be encountered, and walking back may be able to meet Zhou Zheng, if he is not dead, maybe he can save us." Fang Jing said.

　　 There is also an incomparable fear in his heart.

　　Because the more people who die in the ghost domain, the more terrifying, the time to escape is really short.

　　 It was cold and dark, accompanied by the sound of clicking, clicking, dripping, as if the faucet was not closed tightly.

　　 Two other classmates in Yang Jian were brought into the toilet without a trace of light by the pale palm.

　　 "Get out, get out of here quickly."

　　 Duan Peng and Zheng Fei broke free from Yang Jian, panicked, and hurriedly fumbled around the wall, trying to open the door and escape from here.

　　 The cold walls are mottled, with potholes, giving off a rotten smell.

　　 The toilet is so big. Under normal circumstances, you can touch the door and leave here with your eyes closed.

　　 There is a wall on the left, and a wall on the right....... A wall that can't reach the end stands in front of them.

　　 door, disappeared...

　　 "Door, where's the door? Where is the door? It was here just now, did you find Zheng Fei?" Duan Peng cried, his voice trembling.

　　 "I don't have it here either." Zheng Fei said in a terrified tone.

　　 They crazily touched the wall, keeping their palms an inch away, trying to find the familiar toilet door.

　　 But no matter how they touch it, they can't find the door to leave here, only a mottled, cold wall.

　　 In other words, there is no such door here.

　　 Just when they were looking for a door to leave, Yang Jian's situation was even worse.

Because he could feel the cold palm grabbing his shoulders, and from the beginning, he just lost consciousness on his shoulders, and now he has lost consciousness in one arm, and as time goes by, the place where he loses consciousness is getting more and more unconscious. Much...If it spreads to the whole body, Yang Jian

　　 can be sure that he will be a cold corpse.

　　 Yang Jian was in a cold sweat, and he tried his best to escape.

　　 is useless, the place that was caught is like being nailed by an iron nail, and it doesn't move.

　　 tried all kinds of ways to struggle, but still can't get any effect.

　　 "Am I going to die here?" There was only one thought in his mind at the moment.

　　 In the end, maybe he accepted his fate.

　　 Instead, he had no fear in his heart. He just thought that he was going to die anyway. It would be good to call his family before he died and leave a last word.

　　 A wry smile appeared at the corner of Yang Jian's mouth, holding back the coldness and numbness of his whole body, he took out his mobile phone, and tried to make a call to his family.

　　 But when he turned on the phone, the screen flashed, and the picture displayed was the forum story he had read before.

　　The story is directly the last page.

　　 There is an audio file on the forum.

　　 Yang Jian suddenly froze when he saw the audio file, and suddenly thought of the old man knocking on the door while standing outside the classroom.

　　 "Wait, wait, if the old man really kills by knocking on the door, then this sound should be useful not only for people, but also for ghosts. Zhou Zheng said that only ghosts can deal with ghosts."

　　 When he thought of this, his eyes suddenly brightened, and there was a little hope of survival.

　　 Without hesitation, Yang Jian could move his other arm at the moment, and he clicked on the audio file.

　　 "咚, 咚咚~!"

　　 The dull knock on the door sounded again, echoing in the darkness.

　　 But something unexpected happened.

　　 The pale palm that was holding Yang Jian's shoulder seemed to be scalded, quickly retracted and disappeared into the darkness.

　　 cold, the feeling of stiffness quickly receded from his body.