Chapter 1221 Digging one’s own grave
This operation should be called digging one's own grave.
The moment the front door of Class 1, Grade 1 was pushed open, Fang Shenyan and Chang Sheng poured into the classroom from left to right, with darkness billowing behind them.
Regardless of whether this operation succeeds or fails, everyone is now a turtle in a urn.
The three buildings A, B, and C were completely taken over by the scorched ghost tide, forcing Hao Zhi and other three alien ghosts to flee, and they could only go to the last class of high school.
As the front door opened, Fang Shenyan and Chang Sheng entered side by side. Through the darkness reflected on the windows, they saw two people.
One person was sitting on a chair near the window, while the other person was sitting on the desk.
The light source in that window is the dimmest, making Li Guanqi's figure a little blurry, but if you look carefully, you will find that there is not much difference about him.
On the contrary, it was the desk in front of him. Gao Zhihua was sitting there in a casual and relaxed posture, looking at the front door with his eyes, not knowing whether he was looking at Fang, Chang, or the ghost tide behind him.
Li Guanqi and Gao Zhihua maintained such a close distance, which sent an uneasy signal.
Chang Sheng subconsciously glanced at each other and Fang Shenyan, both seeing the suspicion in the other's eyes. At the same time, the two of them immediately returned to their alert state, separated from the front door to the left and right, widening the distance to gain more views.
Fang Shenyan held the tape recorder in his arms and glanced back at the ghosts lingering at the door. After confirming that they did not break in immediately, he turned his attention to the window.
According to common sense, Li Guanqi should never be so close to Gao Zhihua.
This was the first meeting after it was confirmed that Gao Zhihua's identity was suspicious. He should be alert enough when going alone and should not put himself in such a dangerous situation from any angle.
The Scorched Ghost Tide is the largest group of ghost forces, but there seems to be something really fishy about Class 1, Senior Grade 1, which actually makes them worry.
But since they were entrenched outside the door and refused to leave, they must be preparing to enter. Maybe they were waiting for Hao Zhi and other strange ghosts to take the lead in attacking.
Compared to the scorched ghost tide, the remaining three alien ghosts should be more eager to intervene.
First, they belong to Ta in the new world and are in confrontation with Gao Zhihua in the old world;
The second is that alien ghosts have their own thinking ability, and they have a clearer analysis of the situation than the scorched ghost tide.
Now that the store clerks have paved the road to death, they need to preemptively strike.
Fang Shenyan walked around the podium and looked down at the slight height difference.
He saw Gao Zhihua on the desk, his eyes bright, his mouth smiling, and his expression relaxed.
At the same time, he also saw Li Guanqi sitting on the chair behind him, his face was pale, his eyes were strange, and his body was tense.
"What does this look mean?"
On the other side, Chang Sheng walked around to the back of the classroom and looked at him from another perspective.
When he first saw Li Guanqi, his back was turned to him, and his entire body was almost completely melted into the darkness. There was only a slight tremor, but this was not a trembling of fear, but a subconscious reaction of high concentration.
The second sight of Gao Zhihua's back was as usual, with his school uniform clinging to his back and outlining his thin body curves.
It was also blended into the darkness, but there was something strange about him, that was, there was a moonlight illumination from the back of his neck and above.
"Strange..."
Chang Sheng stayed close to the window, looking for the sky outside.
There was a false layer of dark clouds, an endless sky, dotted with stars, but no moon.
Looking back at Gao Zhihua at this moment, he was filled with doubts.
"How could the moonlight not shine on Li Guanqi by chance, but only on Gao Zhihua, and only on his head?"
Chang Sheng suddenly raised his head to look at Fang Shenyan, but he found that Fang Shenyan in front of him had an expression of surprise and uncertainty, but he did not have such a strong emotional change as him.
He couldn't help but take a breath, and an ominous premonition hit the sky.
"Damn it, are you here for me?" He didn't even have the chance to speak. After realizing this, he quickly shrank back and backed up crazily, heading straight for the back door.
As soon as he made this movement, he felt a chill on his neck, as if he had been stung by a bee, so he quickly lay down on the ground.
With no time to adjust and no time to curse, he continued to rush toward the back door, trying to open both doors to lure the outsider in and save his life.
Gao Zhihua's identity as a ghost has been finalized.
He couldn't think about Li Guanqi's situation. There was only one thought in his mind: escape.
The ghost Gao Zhihua is probably more terrifying than he imagined. Once he is attacked, he may not even have time to use his walkie-talkie.
The first attack seemed real and fake, there was only a chill on the neck, but the subsequent actions did not seem to be affected.
Chang Sheng happily ran forward, his hand unconsciously touching his neck, and this touch made the skin all over his body begin to tremble.
Why is it empty above the neck?
"Where's the head? Where's my head?!"
Everything happened so fast that Chang Sheng, the person involved, could not realize it, but it was clearly seen by Fang Shenyan on the podium.
Even he couldn't hide the horror in his eyes. Just now, Chang Sheng suddenly seemed to have encountered a severe crisis and turned around and ran away.
And just as he took a step forward, his head suddenly fell off his neck very "naturally" like a watermelon that had been separated from the vine, and rolled onto a desk.
But his body was still at the back door, running away quickly, as if he had not suffered the fatal injury of decapitation at all.
Fang Shenyan didn't need to look any further, he already understood Gao Zhihua's identity.
This is also a ghost, and this ghost is as terrifying as him. It is precisely because of this that he is not affected here.
The ghosts outside the door are not afraid of anything else, they are just afraid of it!
If that's the case...
Then all the arrangements of the three of them became a joke, and the bet was completely lost.
The difficulty of this project far exceeded expectations.
It is already the most mysterious and terrifying ghost. How can there be a ghost of Gao Zhihua's level? Isn't it hopeless to survive?
"Unless..."
In such an urgent situation, Fang Shenyan remembered a heavyweight character that he had forgotten. Maybe it was the only way to survive, but now it was too late.
He abandoned all thoughts in an instant and pressed the play button on the recorder without hesitation.
This is already a dead end, a dead end that cannot be restored in any case, an unsolvable dead end caused by serious mistakes caused by misjudgment of the project.
It is impossible for the ghost tide outside the door to have much impact on Gao Zhihua.
But Fang Shenyan had to force them to enter the arena to divert some of Gao Zhihua's attention, otherwise he might not even be able to use the walkie-talkie.
Chang Sheng's severed head is an example.
Even though he could still escape mysteriously now, he couldn't use the walkie-talkie without his head, so he could never leave this classroom again.
Gao Zhihua is going to use this method to create a supernatural death situation and completely drag smart people like them into hell.
Now Fang Shenyan could only hope that Hao Zhi, a strange ghost, could take the lead and rush into the classroom, creating an opportunity for him to escape.
Even just one second is enough. All he has to do is say a word.