When the weirdness comes to the world, death is the end

"Are we going to die? Will we be killed by ghosts like Mao Houwang? Will we disappear from this world?!"

Wu Bin fell to his knees and cried bitterly.

Ye Runhai sat on the ground with a dead look on his face, took out his mobile phone and kept sending messages.

Su Yuan didn't have the heart to study birds and lights now. He walked straight to Song Xiaoxia who was still in a daze and said, "Come to our dormitory at night."

"Huh?" Song Xiaoxia came back to her senses and looked at Su Yuan.

"Come to our dormitory at night." Su Yuan repeated again: "[Family members] can't enter the dormitory. We are boys and have more strength. We can just hold you down and prevent you from leaving. Besides, Zhang Yang still has a lot of magic weapons. His third uncle is the heir of the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain. With his treasures, ghosts will definitely not be able to enter..."

Su Yuan said a lot in one breath, and it was not known whether he was talking to Song Xiaoxia or to himself.

Song Xiaoxia's pretty face was pale, but she was still calm at the moment. She even chuckled at the end: "You looked down on those [magic weapons] before, why are you..."

"Stop talking." Su Yuan didn't know how she could still laugh, and he pulled her hand and walked out without saying anything, "There's no time, let's go."

"Wait a minute, it's still raining outside."

Song Xiaoxia broke away from Su Yuan's hand, ran to her seat to get an umbrella, walked to Su Yuan, put her hand back into his palm, and said with a smile: "Let's go."

Su Yuan pulled Song Xiaoxia to the door of the classroom and shouted to Zhang Yang, who was standing in the crowd at a loss: "Let's go, Lao Zhang!"

"Oh, good!" Zhang Yang responded, picked up the urea bag and chased after him.

The wind at night became a little bit biting, and the stars and the moon were covered by dark clouds.

The students walked to the boulevard in twos and threes, talking and laughing.

Su Yuan held Song Xiaoxia's hand and walked quickly.

Song Xiaoxia staggered behind him with an umbrella, which leaned forward slightly. She stared at Su Yuan's profile without saying a word, with a bit of tenderness in her eyes.

Zhang Yang and Ye Haoyu were carrying urea bags, chasing behind them with a clang, attracting the attention of many classmates.

When they were about to reach the dormitory, Su Yuan stopped, pulled up Song Xiaoxia's hat to cover her head, and said softly: "Lower your head."

"Okay..." Song Xiaoxia lowered her head obediently.

When he walked into the dormitory building, Su Yuan subconsciously glanced in the direction of the dormitory management dormitory.

There was only the middle-aged man he had seen during the day sitting inside...

His brain had no spare energy to think about other problems now, and he ran and pulled Song Xiaoxia up to the fifth floor.

As soon as he entered the door, Su Yuan pointed to the empty bed in the dormitory and said: "You lie down first."

"Okay." Song Xiaoxia nodded, without asking any more questions, and now she would do whatever Su Yuan said.

Seeing Song Xiaoxia lying on the empty bed, Su Yuan pulled off his bed sheet and tore it into several long strips with his hands.

At this time, Zhang Yang and Ye Haoyu also rushed back.

Su Yuan walked over: "Lao Zhang, give me the rope."

"Okay." Zhang Yang quickly untied the hemp rope wrapped around the urea bag and handed it to Su Yuan.

Su Yuan took the hemp rope and pulled it hard in his hand.

It was long enough and strong.

He walked back to the bed and tied Song Xiaoxia's body and the bed board tightly together with the rope.

Su Yuan tied it very tightly and tied a knot at the end. Seeing that Song Xiaoxia was a little breathless, he whispered: "Bear it for a while."

"No... It's okay."

Su Yuan used the strips of cloth torn from the bed sheet to tie Song Xiaoxia's hands and feet to the steel pipes around the bed.

While he was doing all this, Song Xiaoxia just tilted her head and looked at him with an inexplicable smile on her face.

"Why do you keep looking at me?" Su Yuan frowned deeply, "And are you happy now? Why are you smiling all the time?"

"You are so close to me, who are you looking at if not at me?" Song Xiaoxia blinked her eyes lightly and did not answer the latter question.

Then, she asked softly: "Su Yuan, will I die?"

"No." Su Yuan shook his head.

"Why?" Song Xiaoxia asked again.

"No means no!" Su Yuan looked impatient: "Didn't we say in the classroom just now that we will hold you down? Zhang Yang still has magic weapons, so nothing will happen."

"Okay, I know, don't be so fierce..." Song Xiaoxia twisted her body with effort: "You tied it too tightly... I'm almost strangled to death."

In the corridor.

Zhang Yang held a wooden bucket in his left hand and a brush in his right hand, and painted the smelly black dog blood in the bucket on the door of the dormitory again and again.

Gao Wenyi held a bag of glutinous rice in his hand and sprinkled it evenly on the tiles one handful after another.On the ground, "Zhang Yang, do these things work? Now it all depends on you!"

Zhang Yang's expression was not as relaxed as before. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Stop talking nonsense and do it quickly. If you ask me now, I can't tell you one, two, three."

After Zhang Yang painted three times, he handed the wooden barrel to Zhou Yulong who had been waiting for a long time, and reminded him, "There are still a lot of them in it. After painting each dormitory, pour the rest on the ground..."

"Don't pour it all at once, sprinkle it little by little, and try to ensure that every area has it. ..... "Zhou Yulong took the wooden barrel and nodded seriously:" Okay! "Ye Haoyu came over and pulled out a yellow rune from the bag and asked:" How do you use this thing? " Post, I will come to get this ... "After that, Zhang Yang took out a bottle of boy urine from the urea bag and handed it to Ye Haoyu. Ye Haoyu frowned, but still reached out:" Fall on the ground? "Zhang Yang nodded. Tian Yu's good buddies in school. Wu Wentao hesitated for a while, then hesitantly stepped forward and asked, "Is there anything I can do?"

He was worried that his behavior in the classroom just now would cause everyone to isolate him, and he was eager to do something to save the situation.

Zhang Yang handed him a wooden box, which contained a red crystal-like object.

"This is cinnabar." Zhang Yang explained, "This... forget it, just sprinkle it on the ground later."

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

Wu Wentao was overjoyed, took the wooden box, and ran to the most crowded place to work happily.

In other dormitories, students also followed Su Yuan's example, tearing the bed sheets into several strips and tying up the participants who failed in tonight's game.

Five dormitories, exactly five people.

Almost everyone was doing what they could.

Some people simply had a good relationship with the [participants].

Some people did it so that they could get help from others when they were in trouble.

At least tonight, everyone in Class 10 of Senior 3 was united.