Mysterious Awakening

Chapter 17 The Scary Phone Call
The eyes of the others stayed on Yang Jian.

Seeing that he dialed the phone, and the phone rang in the school, everyone felt strange. Before they could ask, they saw him hang up the phone in a hurry, with a frightened expression on his face.

"Yang Jian, what. What's going on?"

Seeing that Yang Jian was so frightened, Zhang Wei trembled all over his body; "Don't scare me, we all count on you. I don't know what to do with you. Please smile and show that It’s a kind of knowing smile when watching a movie, so that I have a little confidence.”

Yang Jian's calmness and leading everyone out of the ghost domain gave everyone the confidence to survive.

The expression on his face at this moment made everyone panic.

Yang Jian's complexion changed, and his expression was particularly ugly. Before he could speak, Zhou Zheng's satellite positioning phone was dialed suddenly, and Didi, Didi rang.

He glanced at it, and his eyes narrowed suddenly.

Caller ID on mobile phone: 138
It was the mobile phone number left by the Thunder King on the forum.

He called back.

"Sure enough. This is a trap, a very terrible trap." Yang Jian gritted his teeth, unable to tell whether it was anger or fear.

Drop drop, drop drop.

The phone kept ringing, but he didn't choose to answer it.

Because he knew that the person who made the call could never be a living person, and God knew what would happen after the call was made.

Fortunately, the phone's settings still worked, and the ringtone didn't keep ringing.

After a long time of not connecting, the phone hung up after a while.

And no more calls from his cell phone.

"Ding ding ding, ding ding ding"

"I love you, love you, like a mouse loves rice."

"The cool moonlight misses you like a river"

However, the cell phones of other classmates rang one after another, and various cell phone ringtones echoed.

Everyone took out their mobile phones and saw that all caller IDs were 138.
"Yang, Yang Jian, look."

Wang Shanshan, Miao Xiaoshan, Zhao Lei and others took the mobile phone and showed him the caller ID number, with fear in their eyes.

"Don't answer." Yang Jian said with a particularly serious face.

The others nodded. They all knew in their hearts that this call was weird and they really shouldn't answer it.

Zhang Wei doesn't have a mobile phone. He lent his mobile phone to Yang Jian before. At this moment, he looked at the screens of these people's mobile phones and said tremblingly; Dial a dozen phone calls, it's haunted."

"This is not the 138 number, I am showing Teacher Wang's phone number." A classmate named Qian Wanhao subconsciously connected the call.

"Qian Wanhao, are you crazy or out of your mind?" Zhao Lei next to him was so frightened that he almost shouted, "I told you not to answer the phone."

"Why are you nervous? This is Teacher Wang's call." Qian Wanhao said, "Maybe Teacher Wang is here to save us."

"Hang up."

Yang Jian also narrowed his eyes, and rushed over in a hurry, trying to grab the phone and hang up the call.

Teacher Wang called?
This is even more terrifying. You must know that Mr. Wang was the first person to disappear into the ghost domain. Now that everyone else is dead, how could he be alive.

really.

There was only a chi chi electric sound from Qian Wan Wan's mobile phone, but Mr. Wang did not speak.

But then a voice that made Yang Jian feel terrified sounded.

"Dong, dong dong." A knock came from the other end of the phone.

The sound was exactly the same as outside the classroom before.

Heavy, oppressive, and breathless.

It was only at this time that Qian Wanhao realized the seriousness of the matter, his face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly dropped the phone with his hands trembling.

The phone fell to the ground and the screen shattered, but the call was still connected and did not hang up.

"Dong, dong dong." The strange knocking sound came from the receiver again.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Yang Jian rushed over at this moment, picked up Qian Wanhao's phone as quickly as possible and turned off the phone.

"Qian Wanwan, you idiot, you can die if you want, don't kill us."

Zhao Lei angrily grabbed his shirt and yelled at him, but the anger couldn't conceal the fear in his eyes. Although he didn't know what would happen after the call was connected, he could be sure that it would definitely not be a good thing .

"Damn, I'm not afraid of enemies like gods, but teammates like pigs. This sentence is indeed true. At critical moments, there are always a few mentally handicapped people who bravely stand up and take their lives to death, not only to kill them. You will kill others yourself, Qian Wanwan, you are so great, you fucking moved me to want to kill you, I have been obliged to make up so many lessons for nine years, but I am not as good as you."

Zhang Weidao: "Is the old man outside the classroom your grandfather? Why don't you tell your grandfather that you love him so much and let your grandfather let us go?"

"I, I really didn't mean it. The name on it was clearly from the teacher. If it was someone else's call, I would definitely not answer it." Qian Wanhao said like a child crying and wiping away his tears.

"Just answer the teacher's call? The teacher told you to die, why don't you die." Zhao Lei was so angry that he wanted to hit him.

"That's enough, calm down. Now is not the time to talk about this. I'm also at fault for this matter. I should have reminded you." Yang Jian walked over and said, "And quarreling, can internal strife survive? Don't even look at it." What's the situation now."

Everyone fell silent immediately.

"Yang Jian, what will happen after you get on the phone just now?" Miao Xiaoshan asked nervously.

Yang Jiandao: "What else can you do? Your grandfather Qian Wanhao will come to chat with us soon."

"what?"

Everyone's eyes widened, terrified.

Yes, that old man will definitely come here.

The knock on the door on the mobile phone has a very scary function, that is, it can attract the old man.

As for the result, it is obvious.

And
Yang Jian tightly squeezed the phone in his hand, thinking of the post by the Thunder King in that forum.

"Trap, the story in the entire forum is a trap. When the King of Thunder was at home, he met the old man knocking on the door. Judging from the situation in the classroom before, when the old man knocked on the first door, someone died and the King of Thunder There are two doors in the house, the first is the gate, and the second is the door."

"That is to say, Dharma King Thunder was alone at home, and he was already dead when the first door was knocked on. It is impossible for him to send out the story on the forum, and the mobile phone number and audio files left behind are not made by him. Yes, and there is only one thing that would do such a thing."

"Ghost~!"

Yang Jian took a few deep breaths.

Yes
The story in the front of the post is about the Dharma King of Thunder and Lightning, who was posting by a living person, but at the end he was already dead, and it was a ghost who posted next.

In order to prove this conjecture, he opened the forum story again, and then flipped to the end.

really.

His guess was not wrong. There were a lot of typos in the last few replies of the forum story, which were completely different from the previous posts by the Raiden Dharma King. In addition, there was an interval of half an hour between postings.

This...is a curse cast by a demon.

Anyone who heard the knock on the door would be found by the old man.

In this way, everything that happened before can be verified.

"On the Internet, when you hear a knock on the door on your mobile phone, you will be found by the elderly, as if you have been marked with an invisible coordinate. In reality, when you hear the knock on the door, you will die immediately. But why did I open the audio file in the toilet before? The old man didn't show up?"

Sweat broke out on Yang Jian's face, he was thinking.

Trying to figure out the law of the old man's actions and the method of killing.

To live.

(End of this chapter)