My House of Horrors - Chapter 830
Ghost schools have become different than before, and the guys hiding in the dark have all come out, and they seem to know their chances are coming.
“White Teacher, can I ask you something more? The woman who left a breath on you, did she give you any hint?” Chow’s face is pale, every word comes to rest.
“I don’t even know how she left her breath on me.” Chen Ge doesn’t want to continue this subject, and he walks towards the library.
“Confidentiality to us?” The weekly map was torched, the body was slowly dispersed, and it was estimated that it was difficult to sustain it to the library.
“Whatever you think,” Chen Ge is boring his head and walked a few steps away and suddenly wrinkled his eyebrows.
He really doesn’t know the rain, and not at all wants to hide anything, but it means like Chen Ge was deliberately hiding it.
The weekly chart has been leaking information to Chen Ge, who was the first to ask, while the first question he asked was related to the rainfall.
This is more normal in the view of others, but Chen Ge didn’t care at first, but the more strange he thought.
“Incidentally, a coincidence eventually formed an accident, and the whole process, while looking at no problems, always felt someplace wrong.” Chen Ge thought in his heart: “There’s a lot of secrets on the weekly map, but look at him, seems to have no time to say that.”
The painter was a murderer who hurt him, and if he really hated the painter, he’d say everything about the painter, not asking.
Maybe he was really reluctant, but Chen Ge had to pay more attention.
library was close to the office building, and Chen Ge was on their way to the library door.
“This place I’ve come through, the regular doors are locked, and you want to go in and just walk through the side door or turn the window. Damn, I remember that terrible memory.” The torch was a bad impression of the rain. After all, it was a regular rain that betrayed him and broke the only hope he had.
There is a torch link, and a few people are loose to open the library door into the house.
The library in the East School seems to be very depressed, and this building seems to be just one set up, and both students and Teacher rarely come here.
“Feels like it’s been a long time, but there’s not too much change here, as if she dug my left eye yesterday.” The torch walked in the front, and his coat was basically red: “This way I walked with her, and strictly she was my first love, and this is where we dated together.”
With a hard smile on your face, a torch finger goes through the bookshop next to him: “How could a date choose to be in the midnight library? I should have thought that she never liked me, just using me.”
“那可不一定，约会场地并不能说明什么。”Chen Ge 和张炬并排走在前面：“Teacher 是过来人，我曾在午夜的废校、精神病院、Underground Corpse Storehouse 等地方和别人约会，她至今仍深爱着我。”
“Is the man you’re dating, too?” The weekly picture is confused, and he didn’t finish that, but the eye moved between Chen Ge and the torch: “The person who’s going to date this place, except for her, can’t think of anyone else.”
It was nothing, but it was said by Chow that the torch stopped walking, and he looked down at Chen Ge, and shook the head: “No way, that woman didn’t love that emotion and capability, she was monster.”
The mood is a little irritated, and the torch has gone a few steps alone.
The library at night is very quiet and can only hear the footsteps and heartbeat voices of peers.
The whole building was sealed, the doors closed, but it didn’t smell anything, which was different from outside.
“Through the bookstore, climbing up to the bookshelf, stepping on the fence next to it, you can go straight through the stairs to the second floor.” The torch is new to what happened that night, and all the details are not forgotten and deeply printed in the mind.
“Why don’t we just walk the stairs?” The dragon feels bad about a torch, and it sounds low when talking.
“I asked her the same question, and she said that the stairs were installed with a railway door full of groceries, and that the door wasn’t going to go to the second floor.” The torch first climbed on the bookstore: “I never doubted her, so I didn’t go to the hallway, so why don’t we take a look this time?”
“Find the mirror and say it.” Chen Ge doesn’t want a festival.
Several people, according to a torch, came to the library’s second floor, and they had not yet gone a few distances from the second floor and heard footsteps at the end of the second floor corridor.
“And familiar voices, and I heard this footstep when I came here, and the rain told me a story about the library ghost, and I was scared, and now remembered that the footsteps should belong to librarians.” The torch suggested that others follow him: “You follow me and do not leave the team, and you can avoid conflict with each other, as I said.”
“What are you gonna do? It’s getting closer!”
“See the door to the second floor’s second reading room?” The torch pointed to a door not far away: “From now on, close your eyes and hold the walls there. Whatever you find, hear nothing eyes open until we get into that door.”
“Can you do that? What’s the difference between the cover bell?”
“As he says, the library administrator is also a member of the Institute of Arts, and he will paint all those who see him in the paintings.” The weekly chart will lead to the closing of his eyes, and several others believe him.
The last one left is Chen Ge, who listened to the slow footsteps and set a hand in his shadow, and then closed his eyes.
Footsteps are far and close, Chen Ge, and they take the walls slowly and feel like they’re going to collide at any time.
Close your eyes, dark around you, afraid of coming like a tide.
The footsteps are getting closer, and it seems that the other side did not find a torch and a weekly chart and keep it dry, but when it passed by Chen Ge, the footsteps suddenly disappeared.
“Does it stop by me?”
Chen Ge did not open his eyes, touched the wall and went forward, and a few seconds later, the footsteps were ringing and walking towards the end of the corridor.
Open the door to room two, Chen Ge took a deep breath.
“These things you’ve been through that night, and I feel like history has recurred.” When everyone gets into the studio, we close the door to the studio: “If there’s no accident, the mirror is hidden in the last row.”
真相终于要揭晓，可没等Chen Ge 过去，一道熟悉的silhouette 从最后一排书架旁边走出。
“I knew you could find this place.” The black shadow had an old big backpack, and he was low, and there were some camels.