Horror Game: Sleeping during Live Broadcast at the Beginning

In front of all the imp students.

Tang Ping put the mannequin on the podium.

He smiled and said, "Students, let's take this demonstration tonight."

Xiaohua stood at the door of the classroom and did not dare to come in, looking at the situation inside, she seemed a little afraid.

And those little ghost students showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Good teacher. "

The mannequins had varying degrees of wounds on their bodies.

Obviously, there was no lack of "criticism and education" from Teacher Tang along the way.

"I still have something, you guys help me look after these guys.

"Don't let the experimental materials run away."

Tang Ping's first sentence was calm, but the latter sentence was extremely cold.

The little heads nodded quickly, and made a dull sound on the desk.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Teacher Tang closed the door and walked out.

The little ghost students were immediately relieved.

"Teacher Tang is finally gone..."

"It's terrible!!" "

I feel that Teacher Tang is the most terrifying weird talk in school."

"Not necessarily, there are a few scary guys..."

"Don't discuss, those models want to escape!!"

All the imp students immediately turned their heads to look.

Because the classroom door was locked by Tang Ping, those mannequins actually planned to turn through the window.

The little ghosts recalled Teacher Tang's words just now, and they all shivered.

Suddenly.

Countless heads flew in the classroom.

Tearing, pulling, and grabbing the mannequins back.

Although there are only heads, the little ghost students divide the work and cooperate well.

Most went to grab the mannequins, and the rest immediately closed the windows.

And locked the lock with his teeth.

The mannequin was surrounded by countless human heads, and did not dare to move....

Turn.

Tang Ping and Xiaohua walked through the classrooms.

I saw some strange phenomena.

For example, a bird-headed monster that looks like a plague doctor is teaching students predation techniques.

There is also a festering guy who teaches students how to scare ghosts.

All in all, it's all abnormal guys.

Of course, Teacher Tang was no less than them.

"Little Flower, what are the remaining four strange talks?" Tang Ping looked at Xiao Hua beside him.

I know from conversations along the way.

The most famous of the evil spirit ghost school is the seven strange stories.

Three of them have just been experienced.

They are the never-ending staircase, the rift woman, and the mannequin that moves at night.

Now it's the last four.

Tang Ping felt that the SS-level hidden mission was likely to be hidden in it.

"There are also crypts hiding in the toilet, trumpet flowers who like to eavesdrop on others, mirrors leading to the other world..." After

saying the first three, Xiaohua suddenly closed her mouth.

"What about the last one?" Tang Ping was a little curious.

But Xiaohua just shook her head and pointed to the toilet in front: "The crying ghost is hiding there." Then

the two arrived at the toilet door.

"Whew..." burst

of cries suddenly came from inside.

Tang Ping frowned and walked in without saying a word.

Xiaohua's face changed slightly, and she quickly followed.

Originally, the school was very dark, and the toilet was even darker.

Surprisingly, there was no smell in the toilet as expected.

In the small space, the cry seemed to echo in the ears.

"

Uh-huh..." suddenly.

A fire lit up.

Xiaohua, who was closely behind Tang Ping, hurriedly took a few steps back.

Tang Ping held the Agni Long Knife as a torch, and finally saw the surroundings clearly.

It's not the same as imagined.

The toilet was very modern, a compartment with a closed door and exceptionally clean.

It's like no one has set foot here in a long time.

The cry did not abate by the firelight, but became more and more poignant.

At this time, Tang Ping found that the innermost compartment of the toilet was locked.

And you can vaguely see a pair of dirty feet.

It was from there that the mournful cry came from....

When Tang Ping stopped at the door, the crying suddenly stopped.

Seeing this situation, Xiaohua stopped talking.

"What class are you a student, what is the name of hiding in the toilet in the middle of the night if you don't go to class?"

Teacher Tang had just finished speaking, when a loud noise suddenly came from inside.

"Wha-" The

other party slammed the toilet door hard, seemingly very angry.

Seeing this situation, Teacher Tang's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

He kicked the door violently, then raised his long fire knife and slashed down.

"Sting—" The

door to the toilet cubicle was cut open and the flames collapsed.

Surprisingly, the toilet was empty.

I obviously saw a pair of feet just now....

After looking at it for a moment, Tang Ping walked out of the toilet with a slight regret.

Xiaohua squeezed out a smile and took his hand.

This time she didn't push as hard as before, and gently looked like a couple who were really in love.

After they leave.

Cries rang out again in the toilet, but they were more real than before.

It even sounds a little pathetic....

At this time, Tang Ping and Xiaohua stopped in front of a pot of trumpet flowers.

The two kept their mouths closed and did not say a word, and made eye contact the whole time.

This is what Xiaohua said before, a trumpet flower who likes to eavesdrop on others.

But.

It also has a louder name - Yanling.

It is rumored that all malicious words heard by the spirit of speech will come true.

But the person who speaks afterwards will also pay a terrible price.

"Help me kill the world master. The

originally silent atmosphere was suddenly broken by Tang Ping.

His eyes flashed with a ghostly light, and he stared straight at the trumpet flower in front of him.

Xiaohua on the side suddenly shrunk her eyes, desperately signaling him not to speak.

The trumpet flower quietly stood up, and the stamen was aimed at Tang Ping.

But after a few seconds, it dragged down again.

"No, you can tell me where the world controller is!" Tang

Ping stretched out his hand to help the trumpet flower up, and forcibly aimed the flower stamen at himself.

However, the other party retracted and even wrapped the stamen with petals.

Xiaohua's eyes widened, as if she had seen the hell...

Even she did not dare to speak casually in front of Yan Ling.

For fear of being cursed.

After that,

Tang Ping changed countless statements, but in the end, they all ended in failure.

This also proves the horror of the masters of the world.

Even the weird things in the S-class copy dare not divulge information....

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xiu'er in the live broadcast room naturally commented a lot.

"Good fellow, ordinary life is afraid of being heard by the spirit of speech, lest they be cursed. Lie down and pour it down, and directly nag it back to the bud.

"Naruto: I'm doing this!"

"Brother upstairs

!" "To

be honest, I have some immature ideas. "

Did you find one thing, why didn't Xiaohua say the last strange thing the whole time?"

"Because... Teacher Tang is the last strange talk! [Dog head saves life]"