This is an old teaching building, located on the outskirts of City A. It is surrounded by high walls with broken glass. There is an iron lock hanging on the rusty iron door, and the lock head is broken.

.Surrounded by a desolate land with no human habitation.

It was already midnight, and I couldn't see my fingers. Occasionally, I could hear the chirping of insects in the distance.

A car stopped at the gate from far to near. After turning off the lights, several people got out of the car.

Yan Jing casually tore off the iron lock on the door and pushed the door open. The bearing of the door lacked lubrication and made a creaking sound.

"Sister Shi, why don't you come with me, little aunt?"

Lu Bingqian rushed to answer: "My mother chatted with my little aunt all night last night, and she took her shopping during the day. My mother said she was tired and didn't want to come out."

Yan Jing said oh and walked inside first.

He was also thinking about whether he could pester his little aunt for a talisman.

Or just a few!

After passing a playground, there is the teaching building. The teaching building has three floors. In the middle is an upward staircase, on the left is a row of classrooms, and on the right is a wall with several large characters covering it.

Xia Yanqi held a flashlight in his hand and waved it around.

Give me a rebellious child and give him a better tomorrow.

"The ground is all gray. It must have been uninhabited for a long time." She whispered, and the voice echoed in the empty house, which actually startled her.

"Well, this place used to be an Internet addiction recovery center. It was closed a few years ago. Because of the remote location and a murder case, no one dared to use it, so it just became empty."

Xia Shiyuan carefully observed the writing on the wall. Some of the writing had fallen off, and it was all covered in gray.

Yan Jing said: "You can feel the full resentment from the outside, but it is even deeper inside." After speaking, she handed a talisman folded into a triangle to Xia Shiyuan: "Sister Shi, you can't see those things, this is for your protection."

body."

Xia Shiyuan thanked him and took it.

Lu Bingqian glanced sideways at Yan Jing, but Yan Jing was too focused ahead to notice.

Xia Yanqi was scared, so she stuck close to Xia Shiyuan and asked quietly: "Sister, where is that?"

"Which one?"

"That! That's where people are..."

Yan Jing's head was full of black lines: "Close your eyes and feel it. The place with the heaviest yin energy is usually the place where the resentment of the undead is the deepest."

Xia Yanqi mustered up the courage to close her eyes, but her eyelids were shaking and she couldn't calm down at all.

Yan Jing said: "Calm down and concentrate!"

Xia Yanqi tried hard to adapt to the lack of light. In the darkness, she heard a faint sound coming from the second floor.

"On the second floor?" she asked uncertainly.

"Then let's go up first."

Yan Jing took the lead, Lu Bingqian followed, and in the middle were Xia Yanqi and Xia Shiyuan. The four of them filed upstairs.

The footsteps were particularly loud in an environment so quiet that you could hear your heartbeat.

The layout of the upstairs is similar to that of the downstairs, except that the balconies in the corridor are all equipped with iron bars that are so fine that thicker arms cannot pass through them. The words on the wall were replaced with: "Farewell to Internet Addiction, Return to the Internet"

Shape yourself.”

Xia Yanqi could clearly hear the painful moans without closing her eyes this time.

"Did you all hear that?"

Lu Bingqian still didn't wear glasses this time, and his eyes glowed a faint green under the residual light of the flashlight.

"It seems like a man's voice, calling for mercy?"

Yan Jing took a flashlight and looked at the door of the classroom. There was no sign indicating the door. Before he could take action, the originally closed door creaked and opened from the inside.

Xia Yanqi's hands were covered in cold sweat. She tried hard to calm her beating heartbeat and followed Yan Jing inside.

The empty classroom was large, but there was only a narrow window with iron bars on the window. There was an empty coffee-colored desk next to it.

There was a thin layer of dust on the ground, and there were many wires, papers and a few wooden sticks scattered in a mess. It looked like the people who had left here had left behind in a hurry.

Lu Bingqian walked to the window and pressed it, saying: "Anti-smash and anti-theft glass, soundproof."

Xia Yanqi asked: "What is it used for?"

Xia Shiyuan said: "It should be the electric shock room."

Xia Yanqi picked up a piece of paper from the ground. The originally white paper turned yellow and black, and there was a full page written on it.

There are only three words in the whole article.

I was wrong.

The words become more and more scribbled as we go to the back, and the last word "I" is written with teeth and claws spread out, as if to vent something.

Yan Jing asked: "Are there no people here?"

Xia Shiyuan said: "I don't know. The news only said that they were kept in confinement for a few days after being electrocuted. When the cleaners came in, they found that the people were all rotten."

Xia Yanqi gently shook off the dust on the paper, then carefully folded it and placed it on the table.

There were a few scratch marks on the table. She hurriedly swept away the dust with her hands, and many scratch marks appeared clearly in front of her.

Scratches were scattered all over the table, especially on the sides, as if they had been dug out with fingernails.

Some pictures flashed in her mind, but disappeared in an instant.

Xia Yanqi calmed down and put his fingers up tremblingly.

"No, let me go!"

It was a look of despair, filled with madness and helplessness.

Xia Yanqi was so frightened that he retracted his hand and the scene disappeared.

Yan Jing felt the fluctuation of spiritual power and hurriedly asked Xia Yanqi: "Yan Qi, did you find anything?"

Xia Shiyuan and Lu Bingqian gathered around, and a few flashlights shone on the table, making the scratches more obvious.

"That's a boy," Xia Yanqi said. "He looks about the same age as Bingjun."

Lu Bingjun is sixteen years old and will soon be in his second year of high school.

"Can you see him?"

"Well, he was pinned down on the table and someone put something on him."

Xia Shiyuan said: "It should be some electric shock equipment."

She took a flashlight and swept it towards the wires on the ground: "After the accident, this place was shut down, and all the instruments and everything were taken away. Only these things are left."

Xia Yanqi licked her thirsty lips and stretched out her hand to the table.

"This time it was a girl with a student's hair. They were beating her with a very thick stick. She hid under the table and was dragged out."

There were several wooden sticks lying horizontally next to the wires, and several more were placed diagonally on the wall.

"Is that so?"

Xia Yanqi followed the light of Xia Shiyuan's flashlight and nodded after looking carefully: "Yes. They broke several of them."

Yan Jing frowned and said, "How many people did you see?"

"The picture flashes and flickers. Only two people can be seen clearly, while the others in white coats are very blurry."

"So, there was more than one murder?"

Xia Shiyuan affirmed: "I asked Uncle Lu for information. The murder case exposed here is a boy, not a woman."
Chapter completed!