Mysterious Recovery

　　 The eyes of other people stayed on Yang Jian.

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

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

Zhang Wei trembles when he sees Yang Jian being scared like this; "Don't scare me, we all count on you, I have no bottom for what you did like this, please smile and show that. This kind of knowing smile when watching the film makes me a little confident."

　　 Yang Jian’s calmness and taking everyone out of the ghost realm gave everyone the confidence to live.

　　 He showed such a face at this moment, and everyone panicked.

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

　　 He glanced, his eyes shrank suddenly.

　　 The caller ID on the phone: 138.......

　　 is the mobile phone number left by the Raiden Karmapa in 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.

　　DiDi, DiDi.

　　 cell phone ringing constantly, but he did not choose to connect.

　　Because he knew that the person who made this call could never be a living person. God knows what will happen after the call is connected.

　　 Fortunately, the phone's settings still work, and the ringtone does not ring all the time.

　　 I didn’t connect for a long time, and the phone hung up after a while.

　　 And his cell phone no longer calls.

　　 "Ding Ding Ding, Ding Ding Ding..."

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

　　 "The cool moonlight misses you as a river..."

　　 However, other students' cell phones rang one after another, and various cell phone ringtones echoed.

　　 Everyone took out their mobile phones to see, the caller ID was all 138...

　　 "Yang, Yang Jian, look at it."

　　Wang Shanshan, Miao Xiaoshan, Zhao Lei and others showed the ID number to him while holding the cell phone, and there was a look of fear in their eyes.

　　 "Don't pick it up." Yang Jian said with a particularly solemn expression.

　　 The others nodded, and they all knew in their hearts that this phone call was weird, and it really shouldn't be answered.

Zhang Wei did not 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 shivered. "He, his mother, is all a caller ID... this 138 mobile phone It’s so awesome, I dialed more than a dozen calls in one go, it’s haunted."

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

　　 "Qian Wanhao, are you crazy or have your brain twitched?" Zhao Lei next to him almost yelled in fright: "I said don't answer the phone."

　　 "What are you nervous about, this is Teacher Wang's call." Qian Manhao said: "Maybe Teacher Wang is here to save us."

　　 "Hang up soon."

　　 Yang Jian also shrank his eyes, and rushed over, trying to seize the phone and hang up the call.

　　 Teacher Wang called?

　　 This is even more terrifying. You must know that Teacher Wang was the first person to disappear in the ghost realm. Right now everyone else is dead. How could he be still alive.

　　 As expected.

　　 There was only a sneer electric sound from Qian Wanhao's cell phone, and Mr. Wang did not speak.

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

　　 "Boom, boom..." The knock on the door came from the other end of the phone.

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

　　Heavy, depressed, and breathless.

　　 At this time, Qian Manhao realized the seriousness of the matter, his face pale in shock, he shook his hand and hurriedly threw his phone away.

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

　　 "Boom, boom..." The strange knock on the door came out of the receiver again.

　　 "咚, 咚咚."

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

　　 "Qian Wanhao, you shameless pen, die if you want to die, don't kill us."

Zhao Lei grabbed his shirt and yelled at him, but his anger couldn't hide the fear in his eyes. Although he didn't know what would happen after the call was connected, he was 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 true. At critical moments, there are always a few mentally retarded people who bravely stand up and take their lives to death, not only will they kill you. I will kill others. Qian Wanhao, you are so great. You **** touched me and wanted to kill people. I have done so many lessons for nine years and I am not as good as you."

　　 Zhang Wei said: "Is the old man outside the classroom your grandfather? Why don't you tell your grandpa if you love him so much, let your grandpa 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 Hao Hao cried and wiped his tears like a child.

　　 "Just answer the teacher's phone? The teacher tells you to die, why don't you die." Zhao Lei wanted to hit him angrily at the moment.

"Enough, calm down, now is not the time to say this, this matter is also my fault, I should have reminded you before." Yang Jian walked over and said: "Furthermore, quarrel, can internal strife survive? Don't look at it. What's the situation now?"

　　 Everyone became silent immediately.

　　 "Yang Jian, what will happen after the call just now?" Miao Xiaoshan asked nervously.

　　 Yang Jian said: "What else can you do? Soon Qian Wanhao, your grandfather will come to talk to us."

"what?"

　　 Everyone opened their eyes wide, terrified.

　　 Yes, that old man will definitely come here.

　　 The knock on the phone has a terrifying function, that is, it can attract the old man.

　　 As for the result, it is obvious.

and......

　　 Yang Jian squeezed the phone in his hand, remembering the post of the Raiden Karmapa in that forum.

"Trap, the story in the entire forum is a trap. UU reading www.uukanshu.com, when the King of Thunder and Lightning encountered the old man knocking on the door when he was at home, judging from the situation in the classroom before, the old man knocked on the first door. Someone has died... and there are two doors in the house of the Thunder King. The first is the door, and the second is the door."

"In other words, the Raiden Karmapa was at home alone, and he was dead when he was knocked on the first door. He could not have sent out the stories in the following forums, and he did not make the mobile phone numbers and audio files left. , And there is only one thing that would do such a thing."

　　 "Ghost~!"

　　 Yang Jian took a few deep breaths.

　　 yes

　　 The story in front of the post is the Karmapa Raiden, a living person posting, but he was dead at the end of the post, and the next post was... a ghost.

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

　　 As expected.

　　 His guess is not wrong. There are many typos in the last few replies of the forum story, which is completely different from the previous posts by the Raiden Karmapa. In addition, there is a half-hour interval between posts.

　　 This... is a curse spread by an evil spirit.

　　 Everyone who hears the knock on the door will be found by the old man.

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

"On the Internet, when I hear a knock on the door, I will be found by the old man. It is like being marked with an invisible coordinate. In reality, I will die immediately if I hear the knock on the door... But why was I in the toilet before? The old man did not appear when I opened the audio file?"

　　 There was sweat on Yang Jian's face, he was thinking.

　　 tried to figure out the law of the old man’s actions and how to kill.

　　In order to live.