Chapter 10

Wen Jianyan felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that he was still moving for a long time, Su Cheng asked nervously.

Wen Jianyan calmed down and tried to answer in a voice without ups and downs: "...it's nothing."

No matter what, you have to go in.

He took a deep breath and pressed the door handle down with force. With a crisp "click", the door lock was turned open and slid inward along the force.

The inside of the door was pitch black.

The thick shadows flow irregularly, covering everything in the unknown darkness.

The lights in the corridor poured in along the gradually opened crack of the door, barely dispersing the shadows and illuminating a corner of the room.

A dark figure stood firmly near the door.

Wen Jianyan was shocked.

He suddenly stepped back several steps away from the door.

Su Cheng had a trembling scream from his throat, and then he was pushed back violently. He stumbled backwards, almost almost tripping himself.

The door panel, which had lost its control, made a "crunch" sound, slowly opening inward.

With the lights in the corridor, you can see more figures standing in the room.

It stood silently in the shadows, whether high or low, or far or near, as if it had already merged with the darkness. Looking at it suddenly made people feel numb.

Su Cheng heard the clatter of his teeth, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his spine, his body tense, and he was ready to escape immediately.

In the morning, he caught a glimpse of the person beside him moving suddenly.

Su Cheng's heart was raised to his throat:

"Don't--"

The young man seemed to have not heard it, and did not look back. Instead, he took a step forward and walked straight forward.

His footsteps were very light, and he could not hear any sound when he landed on the ground. His slender body was tight and slightly bowed, like some kind of cat ready to go.

He walked forward cautiously, step by step closer to the room.

Not far away, in the blurry boundary of light and shadows, the figures stood silently deep in the room, with shadows overlapping, black and dirty, like faces peeking outward, staring at them silently

, patiently wait for the prey to fall into the trap.

Su Cheng's brain was as nervous as if it was about to explode. He subconsciously held his breath and looked at the scene in front of him in fear.

Soon, Wen Jianyan walked to the door.

Instead of stepping into the room rashly, he pressed one side of his arm against the wall, ensuring that most of his whole body remained outside the room, and then poked a hand into the darkness and groped on the wall in the room-

Su Cheng heard him take a breath.

"Pick".

A light sound.

The lights lit up, dispelling the heavy darkness and illuminating the entire room instantly.

In the light, nothing can escape.

There are no tables and chairs in the huge classroom, and several easels are supported in mess. The plaster with different postures is like standing in different corners of the classroom, quiet and motionless.

“…”

Su Cheng was stunned.

It turns out... those black shadows are plaster images?

The terrifying shadows that gradually approached the first three floors, and the fourth floor was too empty. Under the hint of such an atmosphere, he did not think in a harmless direction at all.

The sudden impact of fact made him a little confused, as if he was hanging his chest in one breath.

Wen Jianyan breathed slowly.

His palm was wet and sticky.

Just now, at the moment when his body turned around and wanted to escape, his brain was habitually thinking with rationality and saneness.

If this room is open to kill, then there is no possibility of this so-called "hidden item opening task" being completed. In addition, it can be seen from some details in Xu Yuan's diary that she is an art student who studies art.

Wen Jianyan had some vague guesses about the black shadow in the room, so he took action decisively.

Su Cheng recovered.

He stepped forward, half amazed and half moved, raised his hand to pat Wen Jianyan:

“…Awesome!”

In such a strange atmosphere just now, I can observe calmly and make accurate judgments, and I am worthy of being a professional trained person.

Wen Jianyan almost staggered when he was photographed, and his expression almost stopped.

“…”

Although he guessed that there should be no major danger in the room, this does not mean that he is not afraid!

Still a little weaker.

Fortunately, he was still holding the wall, so he did not reveal his true cowardice.

Wen Jianyan said with a tense face and unfathomable: "Go in and take a look."

Su Cheng nodded.

The lights were turned on in the room, and every corner was revealed, and the previous fear finally disappeared.

He took the lead and walked inward.

Su Cheng, who was walking forward, didn't see it. Behind him, the young man who was just serious, just now held the wall, turned his left and right feet upside down the center of gravity, and secretly moved his legs that were a little numb.

Then I followed.

"Little Vancouver, what is the storage locker you are looking for?"

Su Cheng stood in front of a row of lockers at the end of the room and asked with a raised voice.

“368.”

Wen Jianyan replied.

Su Cheng quickly glanced around the storage cabinet in front of him, his eyes lit up, and he pointed to the corner of the room: "Here!"

Wen Jianyan has now completely returned to his expressionless cold appearance before.

He walked forward in the direction of Su Cheng's finger, stood in front of the cabinet, and took out the key from his pocket.

The rusted key sank into the keyhole tightly, and with a slight "click", the cabinet door bounced open.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and opened the door of the storage cabinet.

A strange smell of blood came to his face, and he opened his face slightly and subconsciously held his breath.

Wen Jianyan adapted to the smell and looked into the cabinet.

The inside of the cabinet is covered with rough black and red patterns, which looks gloomy and weird under the light behind it.

In the cabinet, the white bone products were wrapped in a circle, like some strange altar, with a pile of soft and pedaling hair lying in the center of the circle, brown blood scabs on the brown fur, and the smell of rotten

The smell of blood is emitted from here.

It was a skin peeled off from cat.

Wen Jianyan felt numb when he looked at it.

"Good guy, this is Xu Yuan's cabinet?! The things in it are too evil."

"It's impossible. It's probably the cabinet of the person who occupies Xu Yuan's identity. Look at the cat skin, it should have been peeled off by that person."

"Wait, I remember that Xu Yuan said in that diary, did she hear the ticking sound from the bed? Could it be that the person who disguised her was carrying the skin.

Cat, and what she heard was the sound of blood flowing down?”

"...I'm getting hairy and starts to irritate."

"Speaking of this, I just spent points to redeem a plot tip. This story line happened at the earliest in the entire school, and it also concerns S-level hidden items. It is estimated that this line may involve the most core part of the entire copy.

Now.”

"Grass! He won't unlock the first dungeon 100%!"

"Ahhhhh anchor nb!"

At this moment, Wen Jianyan's gaze was attracted by a corner deep in the cabinet.

It was a small wrinkled black-skinned book, very thin, and the edges were rolled up, revealing the inside stained with brown blood.

Wen Jianyan reached in and took out the notebook and began to read it quickly.

Su Cheng stood aside, covering his nose with one hand to block the odor.

A strong curiosity drove him forward and looked into the cabinet.

However, before he could see anything, something seemed to move slightly in the background in the light.

“?!”

Su Cheng jumped up like a frightened bird and turned his head to look behind him.

The room was very quiet.
To be continued...