In the darkness, even though Bai Yan couldn't see anything, he still opened his eyes wide.
The moment his eyes opened, a familiar tingling sensation surged out, followed by viscous liquid that blurred his eyelids, making him have a guess in his heart.
He vaguely remembered that while he was staring at the screen, Ning Xiuli's mouth kept opening and closing, and she kept telling Li Hua's story, but Li Hua didn't come out for a long time.
But when he couldn't bear the increasingly severe pain and looked away, Ning Xiuli changed the subject, and Li Hua also ran out of the screen immediately.
All of this seemed to be due to his eyes.
At this time, behind him were grimaces plastered all over the windows. In front of him is Li Hua who walked out of the textbook, looking for new materials to fill the textbook.
Bai Yan is very uncertain about this ability, but now there is no other way but to be a dead horse as a living horse doctor.
Therefore, Bai Yan opened his eyes wide, without blinking, and let the gurgling blood and tears wind down and wet the school uniform along his neck.
"tick-"
"tick-"
It was still raining outside the window.
Bai Yan didn't know if the black rain outside the window was as sticky as blood and tears. As the blood and tears poured out, his brain almost fainted, and he felt like he had lost too much blood.
However, Li Hua was still standing in front of his eyes.
With the occasional lightning flashing across the sky, Bai Yan could see Li Hua's face facing him tightly from time to time.
Walking out of the projection, Li Hua became a "person" in reality, but it was as thin as a piece of paper, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.
In addition, Li Hua has a cartoon face exactly like the one in the book. In the book, such a face would make people feel funny and interesting, but in reality, such a face is extremely weird... It is even more distorted and terrifying than a dead person in reality.
I don't know how long it took, when the blood and tears passed through the collarbone and stuck to the sleeves, Bai Yan felt his breath lighten, and the suffocation that made him almost unable to breathe slowly disappeared.
Li Hua finally left.
Bai Yan leaned against the glass and remained motionless. He still remembered that there were grimaces staring at him viciously outside the window.
However, he felt that the blood in his whole body was about to drain, and he felt top-heavy.
In this case, he couldn't even take a step. He had a premonition that as soon as he moved away from the support of the window, he would immediately fall to the ground.
…
Li Hua let him go.
But the sound of flipping through the pages of "哗啦哗啦" continued.
Bai Yan leaned against the window, his palm was still on the glass, and he could feel the slight vibration of the glass in his palm. It could be the rain hitting the windows, but it's more likely that the ghosts are eating the glass.
Bai Yan had no time to take care of the vibrating glass, in fact, he couldn't turn around and stare at the grimaces now.
He could only pant in a low voice, listening to the piercing sound of flipping books in his ears.
Soon, the sound of pages stopped again.
Bai Yan's brain was groggy, and he could barely make out the small exclamation. This voice seemed to be the girl who was particularly active in speaking in class.
"Teacher! I don't want to make friends..."
"Smelly thing, let me go! Let me go!"
"Help...help..."
The girl's thin struggling sounds sounded, and in the thick darkness, her cursing and crying became weaker and weaker, and finally stopped.
When the girl was completely silent, the dark clouds outside the window cleared away, and the weather cleared up at a strange and incredible speed.
The lights in the corridors were turned on one after another, and the classrooms were also brightened.
In the bright classroom, there are a group of children hiding under the desks, curled up like hedgehogs.
At this time, Bai Yan regained a little strength, and reluctantly glanced to the side, the glass behind him was pitted, and there were already fine cracks. Maybe in a few minutes, the glass will be completely shattered, and the grimaces outside the window will seep into the classroom through the cracks unscrupulously.
Fortunately, as the weather cleared up, these ghost faces disappeared without a trace on the campus together with the fine black rain.
There are only a tree corroded by the black rain, and the disfigured glass that has been bitten, and there are still traces of their presence.
Its daybreak.
Li Hua disappeared into the classroom together with the crying girl.
Li Hua has found his friends, and the rest of them should be safe.
But the children in the classroom did not feel relaxed.
They crawled out from under the desks, some covered their mouths and cried, and more stood in front of their seats, looking at the open books in unison, with fear from the heart in their eyes—
In the textbook, Li Hua still smiled happily.
However, his whole body was drenched with a layer of thick scarlet blood, making the originally clean picture extremely bloody.
Li Hua, this cartoon character with smooth lines, has suddenly changed from a child-oriented protagonist to a terrifying ghost in horror comics.
However, it was not the bloody Li Hua who frightened the students.
They stared straight at the four figures around Li Hua. Originally, there were only three gray figures on the screen, with stiff and uncomfortable smiles on their faces.
Now, the gray 'people' turned into four.
The girl who spoke, with a stiff smile on her face and wet tears on her face, also stood with Li Hua's family, surrounded Li Hua like a dead body trapped in a book.
"Woo...Xuanxuan...Xuanxuan, she got into the book! Xuanxuan, she was eaten by the book!"
"Teacher! I don't want to learn new textbooks, I want to copy the texts!"
The girl's drawing style is completely different from the gray and white cartoon characters, and it looks a little funny, but this weird incongruity makes no child laugh.
Bai Yan looked at the latest book and saw the girl's unique style of painting, so he wanted to laugh. But just as he twitched the corner of his mouth, he staggered and almost collapsed to the ground.
He took a breath, moved slowly along the window frame, walked to the nearest chair and sat down.
Naturally, Bai Yan's seat is not here, but the owner of the chair is standing in front of the table, staring at the girl in the book and weeping.
The jarhead boy stood still, Bai Yan didn't care about him, he didn't even say hello, lying on the table like a puddle of cats turned into liquid, motionless.
A few minutes later, the get out of class bell rang on time.
Ning Xiuli left behind a group of frightened children, and walked out of the classroom with her textbooks in her arms.
The children stayed in the classroom at a loss. They looked at the textbooks from time to time, and the more they read, the more they felt scared.
Some impulsive children couldn't help tearing up their textbooks. But out of fear, most of the children didn't dare to tear up the textbooks. They just closed the textbooks and glued the lesson "Happy Zoo" together so that they couldn't see it.
…
It was noon soon, and Bai Yan woke up faintly smelling the aroma of the food.
He opened his eyes and found that the students around him were having lunch, but Ning Xiuli was nowhere to be seen.
At this time, he regained some strength, straightened up, and slowly brought his lunch box over.
He opened the lunch box and was surprised to find that there was no sand, hair, or disgusting things like bugs in it, and it looked unexpectedly delicious.
Seeing the delicious food eaten by the students around him, he also opened the lunch box and started eating.
While eating, he heard some classmates discussing in low voices.
It seems that a few of the chefs who cook in the cafeteria have also died.
However, there are not a few staff members in the cafeteria. It is said that those masters who died returned as if nothing had happened the day after their death.