Horror Game: All My Organs Have Their Own Consciousness

　　 1 class a year, 2 classes a year, 3 classes a year, 4 classes a year.

　　 At the end of the four-class classroom is a step ladder.

　　 If you want to go to Class Four of Three Years on other floors, you have to walk through the classroom of four classes to reach the stairs.

　　 [When you walked through the corridor, because you looked around and triggered the sly rules of killing, you were attacked slyly. Although you survived, you were seriously injured. 】

　　 Future Vision jumped out of the prompt, shocking Lin Soul, who had just prepared to act.

　　 "Is seeing the "thing" that shouldn't be seen triggering the homicide rule?"

　　 forced down the curiosity in his heart, and Lin Soul settled down.

　　 "Quickly walking through this corridor should be able to avoid the creepy killing rules here."

　　 moved his legs and feet, Lin Soul just prepared to act, his future vision jumped out again.

　　【The sound of your footsteps disturbed the sly in the late self-study, you triggered the killing rules, you were attacked by an angry sly, and you almost died. 】

　　 "……"

　　 Silently watching the prompt that jumped out again, Lin Soul gently dropped the foot that had just been lifted.

　　 He looked at this fifty-meter-long corridor and silently took off his shoes.

　　 "Looking randomly will trigger the law of killing, and the sound will also trigger the law of killing. Are there any other rules?"

　　 Through the vision of the future, he perceives the murderous forest soul in the corridor, walking quietly and silently in the corridor with his shoes.

The awakening of 　　 both legs not only allowed him to flash once a day, but also made his speed much faster.

　　 After only a few breaths, he has already passed through most of the corridor.

boom!

　　 just when he passed Class 3 of the year and came to the back door of Class 4 of the year.

　　 A heavy slap on the door suddenly came, making Lin Soul couldn't help but stop.

　　 Next second.

　　 The corridor in front of him has changed dramatically.

　　 The fluorescent lights flickered like a bad contact.

　　 In the twinkling of light and darkness, the corridor is constantly decayed.

　　The white wall is cracking, the gray-green mold multiplies rapidly, and blood-colored handprints constantly appear on the wall.

　　 The strong Yin Qi rose up, which made people very uncomfortable.

　　【The treacherousness of Class 4 of the year 1 feels the breath of a living person, and is observing you. Ignoring them is the best way to deal with it. 】

　　 Out of the corner of his eye, Lin Hun saw the glass on the back door of the classroom, and there were more numb faces.

　　 These faces are pale and stiff like corpses.

　　 was staring at him without the slightest gloss.

　　 "Gudong!"

　　 swallowed vigorously, a cold sweat dripped down Lin Soul's forehead.

no way.

　　 The picture in front of him was too underworld, and it came too suddenly, which caught him off guard.

　　 "There is no danger in the future visual cue, then leave here first."

　　 His bare feet stepped on the ground and kept going, but the farther he went.

　　 Lin Hun found that things were getting more and more wrong.

　　The cold ground under his feet began to feel a slippery touch.

　　 is cold and sticky, as if stepping on the internal organs of the dead, making people uncomfortable.

　　 The surrounding scenes have also become more terrifying and distorted.

　　 The numb, blood-colored faces, as if being painted by invisible hands, appeared on the wall constantly.

　　 These graffiti-like faces stared at the numb eyes, staring straight at the walking forest soul, and a stiff smile appeared at the corners of their mouths.

　　 It feels like seeing some funny toy.

　　 "Something's wrong."

　　 Walking in the corridor that looked like a biological voice with no expression on his face, Soul Lin frowned.

　　 From Class 4 a year to the stairs, it is only a dozen meters away.

　　 But he walked for a few minutes without getting close.

　　 This situation is obviously unreasonable.

　　 He found that he couldn't judge the perception of distance.

　　【The treacherousness of Class 4 of the year 1 feels the breath of a living person, and is observing you. Ignoring them is the best way to deal with it. 】

　　 The prompt in his eyes has not changed.

　　 But Lin Soul had doubts in his heart.

　　Future Vision has the effect of real-time changes.

　　 It is obviously abnormal to display the same message for a long time like this.

　　 "Isn't this... this reminder was not given by the future?"

　　 Looking at the safety prompts that popped up constantly in his eyes, Soul Lin stopped.

　　 He took a deep breath, suddenly raised his hand and thrust it in his eyes.

　　 Of course the eyes will not lie to him, so the only one who lied to himself is the guy who blinded his eyes!

　　 stab!

　　 There was a crisp sound, and Lin Hun felt his eyes suddenly open up.

　　 The scene that resembled a qiangdao disappeared, and a piece of blood-stained broken drawing paper slowly fell.

　　 There are abstract pictures on the drawing paper.

　　 On a blood-red corridor, a black stickman was walking.

　　 There is a book on the stickman's arm.

　　 In the classroom next to the stickman, the windows were filled with stiff smiling faces.

　　 This drawing paper, which looks like a kindergarten work, was poked two big holes at this time.

　　 The blood-colored dye on the edge of the big hole is bursting.

　　 Like a shattered human body.

　　 [Your eyes are covered by the blood-colored drawing paper, and you are very ashamed of not giving you the correct prompt in time. Your eyes and ears have discussed it, and your ears have been activated to listen to the sound of everything. 】

　　 A brand-new reminder popped out, and the complicated voice resounded in my ears.

　　 "Xiao Jin's painting was broken by the new teacher."

　　 "The plan failed."

　　 "If you can't introduce a new teacher into the classroom, you can't trigger the rules."

　　 "Then how did you kill him?"

　　 "Why kill him, we just want him to be our true teacher."

　　 "But if you don't die, you won't be able to accompany us forever."

　　 "Then kill it."

　　 "Kill, kill..."

　　 "Kill, kill, kill!"

　　 "Kill, kill, kill!".

Chapter 25

　　 Crazy, spiteful.

　　 Cursed in the curse.

　　 The evil thoughts contained in the voice formed a substantive aura, which attached to Lin Hun's body, causing his body to chill slightly.

　　 "Babies!"

　　 The blood circulates, and the source of life forms a warm heat radiation, which offsets the curse and also activates Lin Soul's anger.

　　 These bear kids hidden in Class 1 and 4 challenge his bottom line time and time again.

　　 They are looking for a dead end!

　　 With a movement of thought, the shadow under my feet gradually disperses like thick ink scattered.

　　Sheng was wearing a capitalist suit and stood up slowly.

　　 He opened his eyes like a **** vortex, grinning like a big crescent moon, and looked at the classroom of Class 4 of the 1st year with a grin.

　　 There, there is a window against the wall.

　　 The windows were filled with numb and pale faces.

　　 These guys originally stared at the forest soul in the corridor with jokingly cruel eyes.

　　 But when the shadow double appeared from behind Lin Soul, and turned his head to look at them.

　　 These numb and pale faces showed a look of horror, and quickly disappeared in front of the window.

　　 "A terrible guy appeared!"

　　 "Black! Blood red! So scary!"

　　 "He is staring at me... terrible!"

　　 The panicked voice came into his ears with a timid mood, and Lin Hun, who heard this voice, silently gestured to the shadow stand with a throat cut gesture.

　　 got Lin Soul's order.

　　 Shadow substitute stretched out his hands, both hands suddenly turned into ten sharp claws composed of paper knives, step by step towards Class 1 of the 4th class.

　　 "He is coming! He is coming! His hands are turned into knives and walking! It's terrible!"

　　 "Hurry up! Who will stop him!"

　　 "Xiaojin, you go! It's all because your ghost painting didn't cover the new teacher's eyes, so that he made such a terrifying thing!"

　　 "Right right! Xiaojin go! Xiaojin go!"

　　 "You must stop the black guy, or everyone will ignore you!"

　　 "I'll go to you to pull a banana stick and hammer! You gangsters have to order me? Who gives you the courage? Who of you loves to go, anyway, I don't fight this monster."

　　 Such an irritable old man suddenly popped out of the voices of a group of spiteful curses, Lin Soul also unexpectedly.

　　 But after listening to the other party's words, he couldn't help showing an expression of interest.

　　 This trick named Xiaojin is the author of a ghost painting that covers his eyes.

　　 It would be a good help if he could earn this guy under his command.

　　 Thinking of this, Lin Hun also walked towards the classroom of Class 4 of the year.

　　 "That teacher is here too?"

"Very good!"

　　 "He dare to come to our site, let him come back and forth!"

　　 "Wait for us to join together, as long as the main body is killed, the dark horror guy will definitely lose control, and then we won't have to be afraid of him anymore."

　　 "Whatever you want is your business, don't call me! I'm a pacifist, and I managed to escape to the sunny world. I don't want to die."