Mysterious Awakening

Chapter 6 Hands in the Toilet

The door of the toilet opened, and a pale palm stretched out from the darkness. Everyone was too scared to be born, their hearts were beating wildly, and they were silent.

At this moment, Yang Jian didn't think that his classmate Fang Jing would suddenly grab him like a madman and push him in the direction of the ghost.

"Fang Jing, do you want to kill me?"

Yang Jian gritted his teeth, and as soon as he realized something was wrong, he immediately reacted, and hurriedly grabbed Fang Jing's arm.

As soon as their footsteps stopped, the two of them froze.

"Yang Jian, you don't die, I can't feel at ease in this life, do you really think that what you said before was just casual talk, now you are too naive, you know I'm going to say something and you're not prepared for me, but this is also my expectation Among them, after all, you are just a student who doesn't understand anything, and you don't know the cruelty of this world, so I will teach you a lesson today."

Fang Jing turned back and roared; "If you don't come to help, you have to push him to hold the ghost in the toilet, otherwise you will be finished if the ghost comes out. If you want to survive, you have to sacrifice one person, and there is nothing else. Method."

The righteousness of Canada to suppress people really worked. Under the threat of Li Gui, people would do anything in order to survive with a seemingly legitimate reason.

Immediately, three male classmates rushed over with horror and grabbed Yang Jian.

The four of them pushed him hard together, and it was impossible for any one to resist.

Immediately, Yang Jian stepped back and was quickly pushed to the door of the toilet.

The next moment, the pale palm that stretched out from the darkness rested on his shoulder, and with a hard finger, it pinched him coldly and stiffly.

A terrifying force pulled Yang Jian to the dark toilet behind him.

"Yang Jian, let me in, this time you're dead, learn to be smarter in your next life." Fang Jing slammed into it and roared loudly.

Yang Jian was full of anger. He already felt that his entire shoulder had lost consciousness, as if it had been crushed by that cold and pale hand. At the same time, a bone-piercing chill enveloped his body, and his blood seemed to freeze at this moment. .

"You scumbags, my classmates actually wanted to kill me. If that's the case, then don't think about it. If you die, I'll pull you back."

After he finished speaking, he no longer resisted, and his palm tightly grabbed the arms of the two classmates.

The terrifying pulling force behind them kept several people being dragged forward.

Fang Jing had already found out that something was wrong, and hurriedly backed away without letting Yang Jian catch it.

"No, no, let me go, Yang Jian, let me go."

"Please, I don't want to die, don't arrest me, you arrest others."

The two classmates who were caught were frightened and begged for mercy, crying.

Yang Jian thought that his death was imminent, but he was not so afraid. He felt that the darkness around him was shrouded in darkness, and he said coldly: "Don't scream, since you want to kill me, then I want you to die with me, Fang Jing, don't be complacent, if I die and become a ghost, I won't let you go."

"Bang~!"

With a loud bang, the pale arm retracted into the darkness, and the door to the toilet closed instantly.

In Yang Jian, two other classmates who framed him disappeared together.

The door was closed, and there was no movement.

Seeing this scene, Fang Jing just breathed a sigh of relief, and squeezed a smile on his frightened face.

Yang Jian, you are finally finished.

"Fang Jing, you, you really killed Yang Jian and the others." The other people who saw this scene trembled.

Fang Jing said with a grim face: "Shut up, the ghost would die without me coming out just now, what are you doing here, and if you want to survive, come with me, the three of them won't last long, once the ghost kills them, We will come out again, and we will be the ones who will die."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked up without saying a word.

"Fang Jing, why are you going back?"

"Continue to go down to a dead end. Who knows what else we will encounter. If we go back, we may meet Zhou Zheng. If he is not dead, we may be able to save us." Fang Jing said.

He was also extremely fearful.

Because the more people die in the ghost realm, the more terrifying it is, and there is really not much time to escape.

It was cold, dark, and accompanied by a tick, tick, dripping sound, as if the faucet was not tightly closed.

Yang Jian and two other classmates were brought into the toilet without a trace of light by the pale palm.

"Go out, get out of here."

Duan Peng and Zheng Fei broke free from Yang Jian, panicked and hurried along the wall, trying to open the door to escape.

The cold walls were mottled, with some potholes, giving off a rotten smell.

The toilet is so big. Under normal circumstances, you can touch the door to leave here with your eyes closed, but the two of them touched around, and there was only such a wall in front of them.

On the left is the wall, and on the right is the wall. An unreachable wall blocks them in front of them.

The door disappeared.
"The door, where is the door? Where is the door, it was still here just now, did you find it, Zheng Fei?" Duan Peng cried, his voice trembling.

"I don't have it here either." Zheng Fei said in a fearful tone.

They frantically touched the wall, not letting go an inch of their palms, trying to find the familiar toilet door.

But no matter how they touched, they could never find the door to leave here, only a mottled, cold wall.

In other words, there is no such door at all.

Just when they were looking for the door to leave, Yang Jian's situation was even worse.

Because he could feel the cold palm grabbing his shoulder, and from the beginning, only the shoulder lost consciousness, and now one arm has lost consciousness, and as time passed, the loss of consciousness became more and more If it spreads to the whole body, Yang Jian can be sure that he will be a cold corpse.

Yang Jian was in a cold sweat, and he tried his best to break free.

It was useless, the place that was caught was as if it was nailed by a nail, and it didn't move at all.

I tried every means to try, but nothing worked.

"Am I going to die here?" There was only one thought in his mind at the moment.

In the end, maybe it's fate.

Instead, there was no fear in his heart. He just thought that he was going to die anyway, so he would call his family before he died and leave a last message.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Yang Jian's mouth, resisting the coldness and numbness in his body, he took out his mobile phone, and tried to call his family.

But when he turned on the phone, the screen flashed, and the screen displayed was the forum story he had read before.

The story goes straight to the last page.

There is an audio file on the forum.

When Yang Jian suddenly saw the audio file, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of the sound of the old man knocking on the door before.

"Wait, wait, if the old man really killed people by knocking on the door, then this sound should be useful not only for people, but also for ghosts. Zhou Zheng said that only ghosts can deal with ghosts."

When he thought of this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and there was some hope of living.

Without hesitation, Yang Jian could still move his other arm at the moment, and he clicked on the audio file.

"Boom, boom, boom~!"

The dull knock on the door sounded again, echoing in the darkness.

But something unexpected happened.

The pale palm that was holding Yang Jian's shoulder seemed to be scalded, quickly retracted, and disappeared into the darkness.

The cold, stiff feeling quickly dissipated from his body.

(End of this chapter)