Every subordinate in the world is slapping the face

Chapter 660 Campus Fright 11
Everyone was a little terrified, this time four of them died, what about tomorrow?
Will ten or eight die tomorrow?

Soon it will be their turn.

None of them will survive then.

All of a sudden, the whole class was sobbing.

Chang Yao couldn't sit still, and immediately rushed out of the classroom with Ying Dong and Xin Ziyang.

"Wait, I'll go with you." Class monitor Xin Yurou also wanted to follow.

However, it was opposed by Chang Yao and Xin Ziyang.

The two had doubts about Xin Yurou for a long time.

So how could they take her with them to investigate the truth.

The three of them first came to the Internet cafe outside the school and checked the information of Yunsui Village.

Yunsui Village is only ten kilometers away from the school.

It is a pity that there was a plague in Yunsui Village many years ago, because the roads were impassable at that time, so all the people inside died.

Yunsui Village has long since disappeared from the map, and some are just a Yunsui Mountain.

plague?

many years ago.

But Wang Xiaoli clearly went to Yunsui Village some time ago. She clearly stated in her diary that it is a lively small village, and everyone is very enthusiastic.

Thinking of the three of them here, their scalps tingle.

Then the three of them checked in 1956, or around 1956, what happened in this century-old school?

It's a pity that none of this can be found online.

"Why don't we hack the school's file information?" Ying Dong suggested.

As for the Internet, Ying Dong, who is a super geek, has always been handy.

"This is the only way now."

The three of them hid in the corner of the Internet cafe, which happened to be convenient for Li Yingdong to get started.

Da da da.

All of a sudden, this small corner was filled with the sound of keyboard typing.

After a while, Ying Dong proudly said: "It's done."

After all, it is the school's network, and it is much easier to attack than those discordant networks.

"Why is there no data for 1956?"

"Then what's the point of doing everything. Nothing? Don't know anything? Could it be that we can only wait to die?"

"If it really doesn't work, let's go see a witch first." Ying Dong said discouragedly.

"It's not that there are no second-generation rich in our class. They have already looked for them. All Taoist monks are fake."

Xin Ziyang was also disappointed.

"It's not impossible."

"What else can you do?"

"Check to see if there are any classes like ours that have lost countless people over the years."

Ying Dong fiddled for a while: "It seems not. But..."

"But what?"

"However, the strange thing is that before 1956, the school had six classes, but after this year, there were only five classes of students every year, and there were no six classes at all. In our previous session, there were only five classes."

Ying Dongyue said more and more hairy, "This is a century-old school. Isn't it too strange that the school is so big, but it only recruits students from five classes? Do you think it is possible that all six classes were recruited before, and the last one The students in the class are destined to die."

"No. If Class Six is ​​doomed to die, why wait until our third year of high school. Our last class was only Class Five. They can't all die in the first year of high school."

Ying Dong crackled and checked: "We only recruited students from five classes in the last class, the last class. It's hard to say any further."

"No wonder our class is not on the same floor as other classes. There must be a conspiracy."

"I'll go to Yun Sui Mountain to have a look."

Since everything has something to do with it, you will only know when you go there.

'Don't go, you don't go, you will die. '

A gentle female voice appeared next to her ear, and Chang Yao was immediately full of vigilance.

"Who?" Then he seemed to think of something, and said a little excitedly, "Is it Xiaoyu? Is it you?"

(End of this chapter)