The footsteps were hurried, as if being chased by some ferocious beast. When Chen Ge walked out of the classroom, he saw the other person.

Zhu Jianing, who was over 1.8 meters tall, ran out of the girls' dormitory screaming, his face pale. He had lost his mind and was running at full speed like a mad bull.

"What happened? Judging from the direction he ran away, he must have encountered something scary in the girls' dormitory. But I don't remember there being anything particularly scary in the girls' dormitory." Zhu Jianing was almost scared to death before he even entered. This made Chen Ge feel like his opponent had fallen before he even made any effort.

"You said you weren't afraid at all. Weren't you very calm when you came in? Why are you running like a mad dog now?" A new scene started. Chen Ge had no idea what had happened to the two of them. To be on the safe side, he decided to stop Zhu Jianing and ask him clearly.

Zhu Jianing, who ran out of the girls' dormitory at great risk of his life, didn't have time to catch his breath. As soon as he slowed down, he saw a figure swaying in the last classroom!

"The school uniform is alive?!"

This was the first thought that popped up in his mind. He was sprinting at full speed and did not see clearly. When he was almost at the classroom door, he suddenly found that a figure in bloody clothes rushed out of the classroom.

Zhu Jianing felt that time was slowing down. His eyes were fixed on the other person's face. It was a composite face that brought together all kinds of distorted, cruel and painful expressions.

"I knew the classroom was not clean!" Unable to stop himself, Zhu Jianing crashed into the wall of the corridor. Not caring whether it hurt or not, he pushed his hands against the wall, turned around and ran!

Not sure if it was because of the full-speed sprint and sudden stop and change of direction that made him dizzy, or if he was so scared that his mind was not clear, but Zhu Jianing ran straight into the toilet at the corner with his head down.

"Catching a turtle in a jar?" Chen Ge became more and more curious about what the young man saw in the girls' dormitory.

"By the way, why is he alone? Where are his companions?"

After thinking for a while, Chen Ge felt that it would be better to find Zhu Jianing to "ask" him clearly. He touched the human skin mask on his face and went into the toilet.

After Zhu Jianing rushed into the toilet, he realized that he had taken the wrong road, but he could not turn back. He casually opened the door of the fourth cubicle and hid inside.

He covered his mouth. A muscular "tough guy" huddled beside the squat toilet, his heart pounding and his pupils shrinking abnormally.

Zhu Jianing was really scared. When they were playing the Ouija game just now, he was sitting opposite Fei Youliang. When Fei Youliang lowered his head to analyze, he saw the Ouija appear behind Fei Youliang little by little.

When he thought of the woman's swollen and suffocating face, he himself felt like he was almost unable to breathe.

"That's definitely not an actor! This haunted house is really haunted!" They had just searched the girls' dormitory, including under the beds, and were sure that there was no one hiding in the house. The woman who died tragically appeared out of nowhere!

"It must be a ghost!" The woman's face lingered in Zhu Jianing's mind and became a shadow in his heart. Even if he closed his eyes, he could still see the face swaying in his brain.

He was extremely helpless, his body pressed against the toilet wall, his muscles unable to give him any sense of security.

"Youliang is still in that room, and a ghost is stepping on his shoulder. How could such a scene actually appear before my eyes?" Zhu Jianing took several deep breaths, and he felt his brain was a little lacking in oxygen.

"I need to contact someone outside. There's something wrong with this haunted house." He tried to tell himself not to be afraid, but his arms were still shaking. He rummaged in his backpack for a long time before he took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Xiao Zhu? Why are you calling me at this time? Have you recorded the video?" The short middle-aged man's voice came from the other side of the microphone.

"Brother Yuan, come in and save me! There are real ghosts in this haunted house!" Zhu Jianing cried, "I can't hold on any longer. I don't know how many ghosts are out there now."

"Isn't it normal to have ghosts in a haunted house?" The middle-aged man outside the haunted house didn't take it seriously.

"It's not a person pretending to be a ghost, there is a real ghost!" Zhu Jianing didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear of being heard by the "ghost" outside. Now he was anxious and scared.

"Give the phone to Youliang and let him talk to me." The middle-aged man heard something wrong in Zhu Jianing's voice and finally became serious.

"Brother Liang has been controlled by a ghost and is still in that room."

"Controlled by a ghost?"

"I saw it with my own eyes. The ghost stepped on his shoulder. It was a hanged ghost. Its face was purple and black, and its eyes were about to bulge out!"

"Stepped on the shoulder? Were you beaten by the haunted house employees? Good! We'll go in right away!"

"It's not an employee, it's a ghost. There are no employees in this room..." Before Zhu Jianing finished speaking, footsteps suddenly sounded at the toilet door: "A ghost came in?!"

"What did you say? Hello?" A short middle-aged man's voice came from the microphone. Zhu Jianing was afraid of attracting the attention of ghosts outside, so he hung up the phone directly.

"I hope it didn't hear me and didn't find me. I will never come to this place again." Zhu Jianing turned off his cell phone, bent down, and stared at the wooden door of the compartment.

He didn't know when the door in front of him would be opened, let alone what would appear then. All sorts of horrific images began to emerge in his mind uncontrollably, such as seeing that terrifying woman's face when he opened the door, or his own moving school uniform squeezing in through the crack in the door.

"What should I do? Brother Yuan, you guys have to come quickly!" He was anxious and his mind was in a mess. The footsteps had already entered the toilet and were getting closer and closer!

“Crunch.”

The door of the first compartment was opened, and the old wooden door made a sound, which scared Zhu Jianing so much that he held his breath.

After a short pause, the door of the second compartment was also opened.

"Closer! That thing is coming!"

After another pause, as expected, the door of the third compartment was opened.

"It's right next door, and that thing is about to open my door!" Zhu Jianing's muscles bulged, and fear and terror were almost driving him crazy.

Time passed by minute by minute, but what surprised him was that no one had touched the door in front of him.

After waiting for half a minute, the door of the compartment where Zhu Jianing was still not opened.

"Gone?"

He mustered up all his courage and pushed the cubicle door open a crack. There was nothing outside: "Are you really gone?"

He slowly pushed the door open, and there was no one outside: "How lucky! I was almost discovered."

After breathing a sigh of relief, Zhu Weining called the middle-aged man again. The moment the light came on, he suddenly saw something projected on the screen.

He looked in the direction of the screen and saw a face staring at him silently on the partition of the third compartment.

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