The counterattack system is only available in the Mahayana period

"Sorry, we don't allow food to be brought into the haunted house." The staff stopped Jiang Li.

There was an incident where a big-hearted tourist choked while eating while visiting a haunted house, but a kind-hearted ghost carried the tourist out.

They are all real ghosts here and will never be adulterated.

Jiang Li had no choice but to look at the staff with resentful eyes while finishing the candied haws.

Next to the haunted house is the first aid station, less than five meters away. There are couples trembling with fear in the direction of the exit of the haunted house, supporting each other.

Wenquan browsed online reviews on his mobile phone: "This is also a must-visit attraction for couples. It is said that it can enhance the relationship between two people."

"However, there are also failure cases, such as the man abandoning the woman and fleeing directly, and the two naturally break up."

"Overall, it's as likely to promote a relationship as it is to promote a breakup."

"...I think couples already feel excited before entering the haunted house." Wen Qing'er trembled, a little scared of the haunted house.

Jiang Li comforted him and said, "Don't be afraid. I have some friendship with the underworld leader, and the ghost should give him face."

Wen Qing'er looked at Jiang Li as if he were a ghost.

Jiang Li finally finished eating the candied haws on a stick and walked into the haunted house.

"On the Internet, it is said that the haunted house itself is a strange place. From the outside, it does not look very big, but once you enter, you find that there is a different cave, which is much larger than the outside. There are supernatural schools, midnight hospitals, pastures, and other projects." Wen Qing My son is timid. After entering the haunted house, he was still investigating the information about the haunted house on the Internet.

Jiang Li and Taoist Huiming didn't think anything was wrong: "It's normal, because this haunted house is a secret realm. When we enter here, we are already in a secret realm."

"Also, I advise you not to use your mobile phone for lighting."

"Why?" Wen Qing'er didn't dare to turn off her phone. The weak light source on her phone gave her a glimmer of courage.

"Because it's possible to see what's above you."

Wen Qing'er felt a little itchy on her face. She scratched it and found that a strand of hair was hanging down. It was just that the hair was dry and yellow and was not her own at all.

Wen Qing'er subconsciously looked up and saw a woman with a long neck stretched out, her hair disheveled, directly above Wen Qing'er, and Wen Qing'er were watching the content on the screen of the phone with Wen Qing'er, a strand of hair hanging down, sticking to Wen Qing'er's head On the face, the weak light from the mobile phone screen shines on the female ghost's face, and the shadows are clear, making it even more terrifying.

"ah--"

Wen Qing'er was startled and hugged Jiang Li quickly.

Jiang Li said helplessly: "I'll hug you after you see clearly. Is it me you're hugging?"

Only then did Wen Qing'er realize that what she was holding was not Jiang Li, but a stick connected by several arms.

Wen Qing'er was so frightened that she ran away quickly.

"Sister ran to the venue of the supernatural school. The president said that the real person of sorrow is over there." Wen Quan was worried about his sister and asked Jiang Li to go ahead.

Huchi——Huchi——

Wen Qing'er ran out of breath and in shock. Only when she fled to a strange place did she realize that she shouldn't run alone.

"Senior Jiang? Senior Jiang?"

Wen Qing'er shouted softly, wanting to call Jiang Li over, but she was worried about attracting the ghost.

After shouting a few times, but to no avail, Wen Qing'er had no choice but to bravely walk forward, silently reciting "Senior Jiang bless, Senior Jiang bless..." as he walked.

"This seems to be a school." Wen Qing'er didn't dare to turn on her phone. In the darkness, she could vaguely make out classrooms, tables, chairs, benches, blackboards... all of which indicated that this was a school, and she was in the corridor.

The echo effect in the corridor is very good, click, click, Wen Qing'er can hear the echo of his own footsteps.

After walking for a while, Wen Qing'er felt that her legs were weak from walking in the dark and she wanted to rest on the wall.

Bata, bah...

The footsteps were still sounding, getting closer and closer.

Wen Qing'er's hair stood on end and she didn't dare to look back.

She noticed that there was a light on in a classroom in front of her, and she quickly ran over.

As soon as she entered the classroom, Wen Qing'er felt that the whole world had become better. The teacher was lecturing and the students were reciting the text. These sounds could not be heard outside, only those in the classroom could hear them.

"Classmate, you are in the wrong classroom." The Chinese teacher stopped writing on the blackboard and reminded Wen Qing'er.

"I'll stay here for a while, and my companion will pick me up soon."

"Then sit down." The Chinese teacher didn't pay attention, and there happened to be an empty seat for Wen Qing'er to sit.

The class taught by the Chinese teacher seemed to have a magical power that made people drowsy. Wen Qing'er felt sleepy and leaned his head forward. He soon realized something was wrong and sat up straight again, but he still felt sleepy.

Dimly, she seemed to hear the voice of security coming from the corridor.

"It's really weird. I've obviously turned off the main power supply, but why are the classroom lights still on?"

The security guard stretched his neck and looked through the window, scared out of his wits.

Forty-eight students and one teacher in the classroom were stiff, their faces were blue, their hair was stained with waterweed, and their bodies were wet, dripping all over the floor. Only Wen Qing'er acted like a maverick, seeming to be sleeping but not sleeping, and the whole The environment is out of place.

The security guard suddenly remembered the news from a few months ago and shouted: "What are you doing? Come out quickly."

"A few months ago, people in this class went out for an outing. When they came back, the bus driver drove like a man possessed and rushed directly into the reservoir. Only one person was rescued, and all the others were killed. You are sitting in the seat of the survivor. !”

Wen Qing'er was frightened and woke up. The scene he saw was completely different. There was no bright classroom, kind teachers, and cheerful students. There were only dim classrooms, teachers who were smiling but not smiling, and students who looked dead.

Wen Qing'er wanted to leave, but found that she seemed to be nailed to her seat and couldn't leave.

The Chinese teacher looked at Wen Qing'er: "Classmate, what's wrong with you? Do you want to leave? That's not possible, I'll leave you now."

Wen Qing'er was horrified and struggled hard. The first level of Qi training finally came into use and helped her break free.

"Help me!" Wen Qing'er ran to the security guard.

When she got closer to the security guard, she saw his face clearly. His hair was stained with water plants and his whole body was wet.

"Little girl, don't be afraid. Your uncle is a bus driver and will protect you."

As he spoke, the bus driver reached out to Wen Qing'er, who quickly changed direction and ran into the toilet.

She wanted to calm down, turned on the faucet, and countless hair flowed out.

She looked up in the mirror. The person in the mirror was not her at all, but a woman with a scratched face.

Wen Qing'er ran into the private room of the toilet, squatted on the toilet, and shivered.

She heard footsteps again, getting closer and closer, knocking on the door one after another.

"anyone there?"

No response, the next one, bang bang bang.

"anyone there?"

No response, next one.

When she knocked on Wen Qing'er's door, Wen Qing'er covered her mouth and didn't dare to make a sound.

"anyone there?"

The man stopped in front of Wen Qing'er's door, and Wen Qing'er could see clearly through the crack in the door.

The man knocked on the door relentlessly, but Wen Qing'er never answered.

After an unknown amount of time, the feet outside the crack of the door disappeared. The man finally left. Wen Qing'er breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Qing'er felt her neck was wet and touched it. She thought it was a leak in the toilet and subconsciously raised her head.

The man's face was scratched and it was quite ugly. She crawled over from the adjacent toilet room, halfway over, drooling, dripping on the back of Wen Qing'er's neck.

…

"This girl runs pretty fast." Jiang Li walked into the school slowly and came to the corridor.

Wen Quan felt that the note he gave to his sister on his cell phone was quite accurate - unlucky sister.

"I hope everything is okay." Wen Quan clasped his hands together.