"You have cleared the level." The dead Zhu Ting tilted his head to reveal the hideous wound on his neck, but he said something that made everyone unbelievable, "You can leave here."
"What?!" Bai Hua's face showed an ecstatic expression.
Immediately afterwards, everyone saw a door leading to the outside appeared on the blank wall, which meant that everyone could leave this art classroom!
Although they don't know what else awaits them, at least they are still alive!
"Yes." The expression on Zhu Ting's face was half a smile.
"Zhu Ting, I didn't expect that you would still help me!" Bai Hua seemed to have discovered a new world, "And you showed up in such a terrifying manner, it really scared me."
"Ho ho ho..." The smile on Zhu Ting's face was stiff and weird, "I like you so much, how could I hurt you? Not only will I not harm you, but I will leave here with you! Ho ho ho ho..."
"What do you mean?" After Bai Hua realized that she could get up from the chair, she immediately fled to the gate, which was near Murong and Qin Guan.
It's just that after Bai Hua, who was wearing a skirt and painted lipstick, ran over, Qin Guan and the others immediately moved a few steps aside in disgust.
"Don't worry, I will always watch you from afar, just like when I was alive." Zhu Ting tilted his head to the side again, and even had the illusion that his neck was about to be broken, "Always...always...always following you …until seeing the end of your birch, ho ho ho ho…”
At that moment, Bai Hua really had a creepy feeling, and then rushed out the door without hesitation, and rushed into the familiar red corridor!
Qin Guan and Murong didn't intend to stay in the art classroom any longer, so they also turned around and left.
The moment they left, they seemed to see the students in the classroom smiling and waving to them out of the corner of their eyes.
The three surviving testers ran for a long time along the corridor.
When they looked back occasionally, they could see the ghost with its head tilted to the side following them far behind, smiling at them under the red light.
Still so creepy.
Bai Hua ran wildly in the corridor. Although the hair on his head had grown back, the blood red on his lips and the white dress on his body were still there, which added a bit of weird joy to the boy when he was running for his life.
"Why are you following me!" Bai Hua yelled at the back unbearably.
"Aren't we good friends? I helped you complete the blood sacrifice, and maybe I can be the best man in your wedding with Lord Death, ho ho ho ho ho..." The voice of the ghost came faintly, "Don't worry, Bai Hua. I promised You, wherever you go, I will find you."
"It's a door!" Murong saw another door at the end of the corridor.
The three of them immediately pushed open the door and rushed in, and what appeared in front of them was a place that looked familiar but unfamiliar.
Familiar, because it looks like the theater where they first met. Whether it's the lighting, the walls or the movie curtain in front of it, it all looks exactly the same as the original movie theater.
It is unfamiliar because all the seats in this theater have disappeared, and it is as empty as an indoor sports field.
"Murong, look there!" Qin Guan suddenly pointed to a corner of the theater.
"That's..." Murong rushed over with an expression of surprise and disbelief. Even though the stilettos of her high-heeled shoes were stepping on the carpet of the theater, her steps were still steady. "Qingxing? Su Qingxing!"
On a certain wall of the theater, Su Qingxing, who had been missing for a long time, leaned there with his eyes closed, as if he had been in a deep sleep for a long time.
And beside Su Qingxing, a familiar little snow wolf lay there obediently, as if it was doing guard work for Su Qingxing.
"Qingxing!" After rushing over anxiously, Murong squatted down wearing a tight-fitting skirt, and tried it under Su Qingxing's nose for the first time. After finding that the boy's breath was still very stable, she was completely relieved. , "It's really great that you're all right!"
"I said, he will be fine." Qin Guan was also relieved a lot.
"But I can't wake up anyway." Murong looked at Su Qingxing who seemed to be unharmed, "It seems to be sleeping very soundly."
"How is it possible... How is it possible..." On the contrary, Bai Hua, who was walking at the back, had a look of disbelief, "How could he be fine!!"
"Maybe he is the one favored by death." This time, Qin Guan and Murong stood in front of Su Qingxing, blocking Bai Hua's view.
Both of them felt that Su Qingxing was locked up because of their mistakes and nonsense, so after seeing Su Qingxing disappearing, it was inevitable that they blamed themselves.
So this time, Qin Guan and Murong decided to strictly guard against Bai Hua's recurrence before Su Qingxing woke up.
After that, everyone noticed the curtain that was still playing in the theater. The picture on that curtain seems to be the theater they are in now, Qin Guan and the others can even see their figure appearing in the picture, like a real-time surveillance video.
Also through the curtain in front of him, Bai Hua found that the ghost with its neck crooked was standing at the end of the theater, smiling at them all the time.
When he noticed that Bai Hua was looking up at the curtain, the ghost even waved to Bai Hua in a slow motion.
"Huh?" Su Qingxing, who had been sleeping against the wall for an unknown amount of time, also opened his eyes at this moment. Although he felt that his head was still groggy, his mood was not as bad as before.
"Qingxing, are you awake?" Murong and Qin Guan immediately noticed Su Qingxing's movement, and they all looked at him with concern.
"Why am I here?" Su Qingxing subconsciously hugged Sisi beside him in his arms, and then rubbed his eyes, "It seems that I was locked in the office by Dewey just now."
"I'm sorry, we were negligent." Murong smiled at Su Qingxing, "Next time someone bullies you, sister, I will stomp on his head with high heels!"
"It's nothing." Su Qingxing shook his head, with a similar smile on his face, "Although I felt very angry before, I don't know why now I am very relaxed, as if I have vented a lot, and it seems that I have slept well I feel the same, I don’t want to be angry at all.”
Afterwards, Su Qingxing noticed that he was in the original theater, and asked curiously, "Why am I here? What happened?"
Although Murong didn't know what happened to Su Qingxing, but because what happened in the art classroom was so exciting, Murong couldn't help telling Su Qingxing the whole thing, describing the encounter between Dewey and Bai Hua. Sometimes it is even more vivid.
"So many things have happened." Su Qingxing was also eye-opening, but when he looked towards the back of the theater, he really saw a ghost with its neck crooked standing there, staring at Bai Hua motionlessly.
"Where are the seats here?" Su Qingxing tilted his head, looking at the entire empty theater in bewilderment.
Lord Reaper who turned back into a snow wolf: "..."
The light in the theater suddenly changed, Su Qingxing and others subconsciously looked in the direction of the screen in the theater, and then saw a snowflake flickering on the screen, and a new picture appeared a few seconds later.
That picture is not a movie theater, but a very strange-looking street. It should be late at night, but there are many street lights on the street, enough for people to see the movement on the street clearly.
"There..." Looking at the picture on the screen, Qin Guan was suddenly a little confused, "It looks familiar there."
The picture is getting closer and closer, and even Su Qingxing can recognize it. The street in the picture seems to be at the gate of a certain community, and the gate post and flower beds can be clearly seen.
"There seems to be a sneaky person behind the telephone pole." Su Qingxing hugged Sisi with one hand, and pointed to the corner of the screen with the other.
There was really a man in black clothes hidden behind the electric pole in the corner. The man's figure was shaky, and he quickly swayed out from behind the electric pole, holding a bottle of low-quality liquor in one hand, and one in the other. Holding the mobile phone for taking pictures in his hand, he walked towards the gate of the community step by step.
"That's me." Qin Guan pressed his forehead with a headache, "I remember that day, because the detective agency couldn't get any business, so I agreed to a rich man who just returned to China, and took a job investigating an affair. .But I was drunk that day, and my memory is still hazy, and I don’t remember what happened.”
The strange thing is that Murong, who was standing beside Qin Guan, didn't say a word, and looked at the picture on the screen with a complicated expression.
Qin Guan in the picture has been squatting at the gate of the community with a wine bottle, watching the cars and people coming and going.
The next second, the picture on the screen zoomed in again, and Su Qingxing saw a figure in high heels walking out of the community in a hurry.
That is Murong.
When Qin Guan in the picture saw Murong walking out, he picked up his phone and took a photo. It's just that the drunk Qin Guan forgot to turn off the flashlight, so the burst of light immediately caught Murong's attention.
"What are you doing!" Murong's voice echoed in the theater, "Even you are laughing at my embarrassment, aren't you?"
Qin Guan in the picture was drunk, even standing there, he was still staggering, so he just laughed and said, "Sorry, I'm just open for business."
"What business are you doing? That Liu guy said someone would secretly take pictures at the door, is that you?!" Murong took off her high heels and waved towards Qin Guan, "My old lady has already broken up with that bastard surnamed Liu. understand?!"
Although Qin Guan was drunk, he would not stand there and be beaten, so he grabbed the bottle and ran in the opposite direction.
And Murong has been chasing after her, her high heels still in her hand.
"Let Mrs. Liu take good care of her man!" Murong cried while chasing her, "I didn't tie up my dog and ran out to harm innocent people. Is it all my fault now?! My wife is also a victim! Are you good!"
Murong and Qin Guan silently watched the figures chasing and fleeing in the screen.
After a long time, Murong finally said: "I just said, I don't get along with you, a drunk."
"I remember." Qin Guan stared blankly at the front, "I remember... I seem to be dead."