Death Inquisitor

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The temperature began to drop and the air gradually became colder.

He Shaohua, who ran into the teaching building, looked back and saw that the charred skeleton was still following him.

Behind their teaching building is the wall on the other side of the school.

There is nothing to draw strength from on the wall in this direction, and he cannot climb over it even with his ability.

He Shaohua, who was extremely panicked, could only climb from the first floor to the second floor. Apart from this, he had no other choice.

After rushing to the second floor, He Shaohua stood in the corridor and looked both ways, and found that there was nothing special here.

Except for the absence of a single person, everything is the same as before.

Just as he was thinking about whether he should climb up again.

Suddenly, a girl's cry was heard from all around, and the cry was also mixed with a violent laughter.

He Shaohua felt that these sounds were extremely familiar. When he listened carefully, he suddenly realized that those cries were from girls he had hurt before, and that laughter was really his own.

These cries that originally made him extremely excited, now made him extremely painful.

His tears began to flow down uncontrollably, and at the same time he said to himself in a crying tone: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I already know I was wrong, can you please let me go?"

Those sounds did not stop, but the burnt skeleton chased after him.

He Shaohua, whose nose and tears were still flowing, could only continue to run up in fear.

After he rushed to the third floor, he felt that his legs suddenly became extremely heavy.

Although he had used all his strength, he still ran very slowly, as if something had grabbed his feet.

But when he looked down, he found nothing.

This completely unreasonable situation made him feel even more unsure.

He yelled in a panic, but to no avail.

A bone-chilling wind in the air began to swirl around his body.

He Shaohua, who was shivering with cold, looked back and found that the charred skeleton suddenly disappeared behind him.

Before he could be happy, he felt extremely painful as countless steel needles were suddenly inserted into his body.

He knelt down weakly on the ground. Only then did he realize that it was a pair of pale hands holding his feet.

He felt that his body was about to be destroyed, and this kind of power was simply not something he could resist.

Vaguely, he felt that his body was beginning to become limp.

At the same time, a rancid smell irritated his nose.

He felt that his head hurt very much, but everything around him became clearer.

His consciousness began to become a little hazy, and he felt that he could not think clearly about anything.

But his senses have become more sensitive. Even in low light conditions, he can still see everything around him clearly and hear the shrill cries clearly.

This feeling made him even more painful.

Suddenly, a burst of intense light forced him to close his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, all of this seemed to be gone.

He was still standing, standing in the corridor on the second floor. There were no charred skeletons behind him, just an empty stairwell.

He looked around and saw that it was still a very familiar scene.

His mind became confused and he couldn't figure out his own thoughts at all. He even couldn't figure out why he was here.

I just vaguely felt that my current situation was very dangerous, and I felt an inexplicable fear in my heart.

He felt that he needed to find a place to hide, a very familiar place to stay.

He suddenly remembered that his classroom was on the third floor, where he had his seat and his desk.

So he quickly rushed up to the third floor and rushed into his classroom. But he found that there were no desks in his classroom at all.

All that was left was an empty classroom with nothing in it.

He wandered around the classroom in a panic, as if he was looking for something, and as if he was avoiding something.

There were many messy footprints in the empty classroom, and every step seemed to be imprinted on the ground.

At first, the footprints were only those of He Shaohua. But as time went by, I don’t know when, other footprints appeared next to He Shaohua’s footprints.

There were more and more footprints, and soon the whole classroom was covered with footprints.

And these footprints moved without He Shaohua noticing.

He Shaohua laughed like a devil, suddenly stopped in his steps, and then walked towards the blackboard in the classroom step by step.

At this moment, all the footprints behind him turned into white light, and then, those white lights all condensed into human shapes!

At this moment, a thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and He Shaohua, who was in a daze, suddenly woke up.

When he realized that everything was wrong, in front of him

The blackboard suddenly cracked, and a pale hand stretched out and grabbed He Shaohua's neck.

Then a head emerged from the gap in the blackboard, its long hair hanging to the ground.

The female ghost's long hair entangled He Shaohua's body, and then the female ghost raised her head, her pure black eyes staring at He Shaohua.

He Shaohua didn't want to see the black eyes, but he couldn't move his head. His eyelids were also pulled by the long hair, making it impossible to close them.

He could only look into the female ghost's black eyes, which gave him a creepy feeling.

He saw himself in those black eyes, and also saw the girls who died in his hands.

Everyone, including himself, was shouting in pain, as if they would never be relieved.

He Shaohua's face turned pale, and red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

It was a pain of constant squeezing, and he felt like all the bones in his body were about to break.

However, this is just the beginning.

Then in He Shaohua's consciousness, he made a mistake and everything started to replay, but this time the victim was replaced by himself.

In his consciousness, he was stabbed into his body with a knife and then pulled out countless times.

It seemed like a pain that would never end. ..

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