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"The 90th story - blue and white cram school, in fact, I should have noticed that the most dangerous butterflies live in the gardens that were initially neglected, blue represents melancholy sad dreams, white represents clean children heart, butterflies are flying in the blue and white flower sea."

"Strange things often happen in this cram school. It is said that the old building where it is located used to be a black clinic. It advertised painless traffic and made black money."

"Later, the information of a girl was leaked, and the other party jumped from the roof in a blue coat, like a moth flying towards the flames of hell."

"It didn't take long for the wife of the clinic owner to die mysteriously, and more and more horrible and weird things started happening in the clinic."

"The boss of the clinic who survived by chance, invited a lot of immortals and alchemists to see it, and finally someone came up with a way for him to open a kindergarten here. The ghost likes children, so he can take advantage of the children's Live to appease the female ghost."

"According to my own investigation, the real purpose of the kindergarten built by the other party may be even more vicious. Many babies were aborted in the clinic, and the resentment persisted. He wanted to let those resentful babies get into the bodies of the children and follow them home. In this way, the guilt of the boss himself is relieved."

"The boss was running around to prepare for the opening of the kindergarten, but before that day came, he suddenly disappeared."

"Some people say that he was killed by a female ghost, and he died without a place to be buried. Some people say that he absconded to another city, and some people say that he was turned into a half-human, half-ghost corpse by Daxian, and the end was tragic."

"After going around for a few years, this place eventually became a cram school. Because the yard attached to the building is full of blue and white flowers, it is also called a blue and white cram school."

After closing the script, Han Fei went through all the information in his mind: "There is a sentence in the script - I should have noticed it earlier, from this sentence, it seems that all the stories are recorded in a certain order. Down? Is this the order in which I explore the various horror scenes, or the order in which I...die?"

"Cough, can you stop being so scary?" Xiao Jia scratched his wig, and wearing a wig is his last dignity when going out: "Please explain to me, what is our current situation?"

"Is it hard to understand?" Han Fei put away the script: "The corpse we are looking for was eaten by beasts, and then we have to enter this building to see how the driver held the resurrection ceremony. I have an intuition, That so-called resurrection ceremony is very important to me."

Xiao Jia sighed softly, he couldn't understand what Han Fei was saying.

"It's here, get ready to get off!" Li Guoer acted resolutely. After parking the car, he grabbed the knife in one hand and the bag in the other, and got out of the car.

"Do you choose to stay in the car or go in with us?" Han Fei turned his head and glanced at Xiao Jia: "Nine people died in this car, and they may appear at any time."

"Good guy, this is the first time I've seen multiple-choice questions with notes." Xiao Jia didn't dare to stay in the car at all, and followed Li Guoer.

Han Fei took all the documents the driver had put in the car with him, picked up his bag, and left the taxi last.

"I'll take a look at it for you. I hope everyone can give each other a chance to trust each other."

There were still "ghosts" imprisoned in the taxi, and Han Fei decided to use them as an experiment to see if the "ghosts" could be his help.

Hiding "accompaniment" into his sleeve, Han Fei, who was dressed in a black suit, walked to the front of the team.

The blue and white cram school is located at the end of the street, where the yin is deposited. The skin of the entire building was burnt black. It can be seen that the fire spread very quickly, and the people in the building did not have time to escape.

"It seems to be deliberate arson, and there are many fires."

"The newspaper said that the murderer has not been caught yet. They suspect that some children did it, which means that the arsonist has been buried in the sea of ​​​​fire." Li Guoer removed the coagulated blood from his hair: "It is now After zero o'clock, the power of the 'ghost' continues to strengthen, we'd better not go deep, just check it out."

"Okay, I will make a judgment based on the situation on the spot." Han Fei nodded slightly.

"Hey! What do I need to do?" Xiao Jia asked nervously, clutching a wooden stick.

"Just don't die."

Han Fei took out the driver's mobile phone, pointed to the location of the resurrection ceremony, climbed over the security fence, and entered the building through the first-floor window.

"Number zero..."

The moment Han Fei stepped into the building, the icy voice sounded in his mind again, and the sound was clearer each time it sounded than the last time. If things go on like this, it won't be long before he will be able to hear the other party's complete words.

The ground was scorched black, the fire burned everything, and even though it had been a long time, the smell of burnt things still lingered in the air.

"Oh my God, this is too miserable!" Xiao Jia saw the dark desk and bench. It used to be full of children's laughter and books, but now only the embers of destruction are left.

"Silent."

Han Fei stood in the burned corridor, his heartbeat was slowly getting faster, the twenty-two names seemed to be embedded in his heart, making him exude a gloomy aura.

"I foresee death in this building."

Almost as soon as Han Fei's voice fell, Li Guoer heard a strange noise coming from behind, she turned her head immediately, and vaguely saw a burnt black man running into the corner of the corridor without a sound.

Taking a deep breath, Li Guoer helped her glasses: "There may be more than one 'ghost' in this place, and our current experience and strength may not be enough to enter a certain building to catch the 'ghost', I suggest to exit first, Come back tomorrow."

Calm and calm, Li Guoer thought about every word carefully, all for the sake of this team.

"The driver's body has been stolen, and the people behind the scenes will soon be aware of it. The resurrection ceremony in the building is likely to be destroyed. This is our last chance." Han Fei strode forward. Feeling death, he was actually more afraid than anyone else, but he couldn't stop.

Walking up the burned stairs to the fourth floor, Han Fei passed the burned doors and stopped outside the last classroom.

The door of this classroom is still intact, the door panel has been cleaned, and it is covered with black spells.

"Do you understand this?" Han Fei turned to look at Li Guoer and Xiao Jia, both of them shook their heads: "It seems that we still need to trick someone who knows how to join us."

"I'm still here, and I'm not ready to join." Xiao Jia's words were ignored by Han Fei, or Han Fei didn't have the energy to consider Xiao Jia's feelings at all. He reached out and pushed the classroom door.

The fire destroyed many things in the building, but the lock on the door was not broken. Han Fei pushed hard and the door did not open, but a yellow cloth fell from the door.

Picking up the yellow cloth, there are various curse words written on it, saying that as long as the door is opened, an accident will happen, evil spirits will be released, and ominous will be tainted.

"According to the plots in most horror movies, we should be fine as long as we go home honestly at this time." Xiao Jia suggested.

"It's all in horror movies." Han Fei aimed at the door lock and kicked it open.

As the door of the classroom covered with incantations was opened, Han Fei's heartbeat accelerated again. The blood in his whole body seemed to be fused with the twenty-two names on his heart. His body temperature continued to drop, and his eyes became colder.

Looking inside the classroom, Han Fei's pupils narrowed slightly, while Li Guoer and Xiao Jia, who were following behind him, took a deep breath.

The flames scorched the classroom, turning the neat walls and floor into a disfigured face, and a large pile of desks and chairs piled up amidst the cracked floor tiles and charred ashes.

Those mutilated tables and chairs were tied with thin red ropes to form a whole, and a boy's body was hidden among all the tables and chairs.

It was facing down, its back was facing the sky, its limbs were stuck between the desk and bench, and the corpse did not touch the ground or those red ropes.

"There seems to be a saying in the past that if you want to resurrect the dead, you must not let the coffin fall to the ground, otherwise the corpse will change." Xiao Jia added after saying: "I forgot which movie it was in. look inside."

"Pay attention to that boy. The newspaper said that the driver's child died in the fire, and his body was scorched, but this boy's skin is normal! He should not be the driver's son." Li Guoer also entered the classroom.

"Xiaoguo, you are so courageous, I don't even dare to look at its body." Xiao Jia responded timidly, but no one paid him any attention.

"Not necessarily." Han Fei took a few steps forward. He crouched down and looked at it from a different angle: "The boy's face, chest and abdomen were all burned, and only the skin on his back was repaired. But I didn't see it. The traces of stitching should not be skin grafting, did he use some method to make the corpse grow new skin?"

"What do we do now? Shall we destroy the table, chairs and the red rope, and kill the mutated corpse inside?" Li Guoer took out the sharp knife after saying that, "It should also be exchanged for a lot of points."

The former colleague, the goddess in his heart, now takes a knife and wants to do some very terrible things when he disagrees. Xiao Jia feels very strange now.

"Don't worry, this resurrection ceremony is a bit interesting." Han Fei stretched out his arm, and the dense wounds on it had not healed: "Can people really be resurrected after death?"

He flipped through the conversation between the black avatar and the driver. The mysterious man taught the driver nine rituals to bring the dead back to life. All of these nine methods will create more murders without exception. life for life.

In order to keep his child alive, the driver listened to the mysterious man, killed nine people, and turned himself into a puppet under malicious domination, but even so, he still failed, and his child's corpse just grew some new ones. Skin.

"Even if the corpse opens its eyes again, the person living in the corpse is probably not his son."

Han Fei asked Li Guoer and Xiao Jia to use their mobile phones to take pictures of the incantations in the classroom. According to the conversation between the driver and the mysterious man, Han Fei found some special items for resurrection in the four corners of the classroom and four directions from east, west, north and south, such as dip dyeing. There are special sandy soil with blood from the heart, the sacrifices of three animals born in the shadows, the jade bottle containing the smelly black liquid, the characters of the birth date of the deceased, the mirrors that the deceased looked at before his death, and so on.

"Han Fei, the incantation has been filmed, let's leave as soon as possible." Xiao Jia urged again, he was really scared.

"No, how can you just throw away the points you've got." Li Guo'er looked at the boy's corpse in the middle of the table and chairs: "Kill him completely."

"Don't worry, don't forget the main purpose of our coming here." Han Fei wanted to help the dead souls in the taxi to take revenge and free them, so as to truly get a hearse of his own.

In this extremely dangerous dark night, it is very important to have a vehicle that can travel through the city.

Handing the collected props to Xiao Jia, Han Fei walked to the middle of the pile of tables and chairs. He squatted on the ground and looked at the innermost corpse.

The boy is fixed in mid-air, with nine color photos of living people placed under his body, each photo has an item belonging to the deceased, a key chain, nail clippers, lipstick, etc.

If you look closely, you can find that all the faces in the photo are covered by incense ash, and the relics belonging to the deceased have black hair wrapped around them, which are connected to the boy's body.

"it's wired."

The corners of his eyes were wet, Han Fei seemed to have triggered a certain talent he possessed. He found that the people in the photo were moving, and the living people with corpses all over their bodies were waving at him, as if to want Han Fei to save them.

Bending down, Han Fei took off the clown mask. He bit the company and found a gap between the piles of tables and chairs that he could barely get in and out of.

"Han Fei? What do you want to do? Don't be impulsive!"

"You two look around, I'll go in and have a look."

Han Fei's control over his body has become instinctive, he climbed into the pile of tables and chairs without even touching the red line.

His heart was pounding, and the more he crawled inside, the more scared Han Fei became, and he slowly smelled a pungent stench.

The boy's body was dripping with black liquid, and the unknown object like corpse oil soaked the photos on the ground, and a very strange spell flowed out.

"Someone seems to be coming over in the corridor!"

"Han Fei! Something is approaching!"

The teammates reminded that Han Fei had reached the most critical moment here~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He climbed under the boy's body and reached out to touch the photos of those who died in vain.

The heartbeat was a little abnormal, Han Fei gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand towards the photo.

His fingertips touched the photo, but just as Han Fei was about to retract his arm, a strong stench hit his nostrils!

He looked up, and the long-dead boy was looking at him.

The burned face has no facial features, only a few **** holes remain.

The body instinct was triggered, and Han Fei reacted at that moment. While slashing at the boy's body, he grabbed the photo on the ground.

The red rope was pulled, the charred tables and chairs all began to tremble, and the corpse stuck in the middle seemed to move.