There's something wrong with my chase

"Do you know what the subjects of those guys' live streams are?"

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be a spiritual adventure."

Kazama looked at the nameplate on the pillar of the deserted school.

"Yuehai Primary School... If I remember correctly, this should be a famous supernatural place in this city."

The birth of the curse spirit comes from the illusory negative emotions emanating from human beings.

These emotions are actually not directional in themselves.

After accumulating to a certain level, the curse spirit that is slowly spawned is very weak.

"But once these negative emotions and malice are directional and point to a certain place, the birth of the curse spirit will be extremely fast and very powerful."

For example, those intelligent spell spirits in "Spell Return".

They respectively represent human beings' fear of volcanoes, the earth, the ocean, and human beings themselves.

These fears and negative emotions clearly point to a certain concept, so mantras such as real people were born.

"However, even super-level spell spirits have different levels."

"The simplest division is based on whether the domain can be moved."

"Most super-level spell spirits belong to the ground-bound spirits, and their domains are forced to be fixed within a certain range."

A famous supernatural location in Xinghai City, the source of countless urban legends in the city.

Eighty percent of such directional catalysis is an earth-bound spirit-type spell spirit.

"Semi-territorialization...Super-level curse spirit, if it doesn't fully absorb Su Nuo's fingers, its strength is still within the acceptable range. At least it won't be stronger than the ruling witch who had a complete enchantment last time."

Even though he said so, there was still a hint of worry on Kazama's face.

After all, the realm was generated just now... which means something must have happened just now.

The greatest possibility is...

"Those anchors may have encountered a curse spirit." Kazama thought in his heart.

..................

Walking into the teaching building, Zhang Liya and the others who were walking slowly on the dilapidated corridor also found something wrong at this time.

The live broadcast screen shows that the connection is interrupted, and the status bar at the top of the mobile phone screen, the grid representing the signal shows nothing.

"The signal is broken..."

Zhang Liya stopped, looked at the phone screen, then raised her head and said to several people.

"Ok?"

The fat man was taken aback, took the phone from Zhang Liya's hand, and began to fiddle with it.

"what happened...."

"Although this side is indeed relatively remote, it's not a deep mountain or forest. How could the signal be cut off?"

Several people looked at each other.

"What should we do now?" Zhang Liya said, her expression changed subtly.

The previous roar made her eyelids twitch, and the disappearance of the signal made her feel uneasy.

Although it takes a lot of courage to do supernatural exploration, she has experienced so many adventures.Many places that are said to have ghosts are actually nothing more than empty appearances.

However, being bold does not mean never being afraid.

"If there is no signal, the live broadcast will not be able to continue..."

"Although it is a live broadcast accident, it will lose a lot of fans."

"How about we change it to a video and post it later?" Fatty suggested.

"Record a fart..."

Chen Jie shook his head, expressing his disapproval.

"If there is no signal and no means of contact, what if something happens?"

"This..." the fat man was speechless.

Zhang Hao, who had been silent all this time, also spoke.

"Chen Jie is right... the premise of everything is safety."

"I'll stop here this time today, go find Gong Si, and then leave here first. As for the explanation to the audience, I will talk about it later."

Zhang Hao's words were finalized, no matter how much Fatty had an idea, he could only agree with it in the end.

"Let's go to Gong Si now."

Gong Si is also a member of the live broadcast team, but has always been responsible for the post-publicity work.

This time, he was pulled over, playing the butcher of the janitor, and "chased and killed" everyone.

According to the script agreed by everyone, Gong Si should be squatting in the classroom of 115 at the moment, and just go to find him directly.

After determining the course of action, the four started to move forward with flashlights.

But at the corner, the four stopped again.

Without him, the corner corridor is to the left.

But all four of them entered clearly. When they entered here during the daytime rehearsal, the corner corridor led to the right.

"This..."

Zhang Liya swallowed, her voice trembling.

"Are we going the wrong way?"

"How is it possible..." Chen Jie's voice trembled. .

"The teaching building comes in a straight corridor..."

Chapter 87 Trapped

If it's a winding corridor, it's okay to go the wrong way.But after entering the teaching building, there is only a straight corridor, how could there be a wrong way.

Is there a mistake in my own memory?

Everyone subconsciously thought so.

But it's okay for one person to make mistakes in memory, but it's impossible for a group of four people to make mistakes in their memories.

The four fell silent.

In the dark corridors of the school building, everyone's heart was shrouded in a haze.

"what should I do now?"

Zhang Liya's expression turned pale.The successive accidents seemed to indicate that they were stepping into some kind of dangerous abyss.

"walking back..."

Zhang Hao said that although his expression was ugly, he was the calmest compared to the other three.

"Let's go back the same way and leave the school first."

"See if the mobile phone signal can be restored, and then call for help...or call the police directly."

"But Gong Si is still here..." Chen Jie said in a low voice.

"Is it really okay to leave him here?"

Although he agreed with Zhang Hao's proposal in his heart because of the sense of horror, but driven by morality, Chen Jie couldn't help but mention Gong Si who couldn't be contacted for the time being and didn't know what the situation was.

Zhang Hao took a deep breath and said again:

"If there is no problem with this place, Gong Si will be fine. But if there is something strange and strange in this place, we will send it away now."

"So, the best way is to leave this place first, and then ask someone to help..."

"This...."

Hearing Zhang Hao's words, Chen Jie was taken aback for a moment, and felt that what he said was very reasonable, so he stopped talking, but silently wished Gong Si good luck in his heart.

A group of people reached a point, immediately turned around and walked back.

There was the sound of running fast and panting in the corridor, and the beams of light from the four flashlights hit the front.

However, strange things happened again.

It stands to reason that a flashlight of this specification can illuminate a long distance, but in the corridor, the light of the flashlight only illuminates a range of three meters in front.

Outside of this, it was as if an extremely deep black mist swallowed up the light.

Everyone's heartbeat couldn't help beating faster, and at the same time, their breathing became much more constricted.

After trotting for a few minutes, everyone's pace began to slow down.

"Not yet... haven't arrived yet?" Zhang Liya asked.

Turning on the phone and looking at the time on it, it has been trotting for nearly 2 minutes since turning around and leaving.This time is enough to run the long corridor of a teaching building.

Zhang Hao, who was at the front of the line, stopped, and the road had come to an end.But it is not the location of the gate of the teaching building.

Ahead is a wall...with a corner entrance to the left.

Zhang Hao looked back at the wall on one side, and the light of the flashlight hit the wall. It was a hanging painting, with a sculpture image printed on it, and the name and famous sayings below.

'I love my teacher, but I love the truth more - Aristotle. '

Zhang Hao put his hand down, and lit the flashlight to shine forward again, his face was livid.

"We ran back to ****..."

He told this fact, and when he just turned around and left, Aristotle's hanging painting was placed here.

"This is... a ghost hitting the wall?"

Chen Jie said a noun tremblingly.

According to folklore, when walking in the field, no matter how you walk, you will return to the original point.There are ghosts at work, blindfolded people's eyes.

"But... we are walking along a straight corridor!"