Whatever is supposed to come will come, and you can't escape even if you want to.

With this thought in mind, Jiang Xinyou stood in front of the lecture theater with a white seal, and the ghosts of Mei Zi and Miaomiao disappeared in an instant.

Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew by, and the slender piece of white seal paper was gently opened by the invisible magic hand formed by the cold wind. It floated away with the wind and was left unknown. And the red doors that opened and closed in front of me also

With burning eyes, Jiang Xinyou slowly opened it, completely revealing the Death Classroom that had been sealed in dust for three years before her eyes!

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The classroom was dark, and you couldn't see your fingers.

Jiang Xinyou took a deep breath and found that her legs were finally no longer controlled by the mysterious power and could control herself. However, she still lingered outside the door for a while, always hesitating whether she should go in or not.

This is a life-or-death decision. No matter whether you advance or retreat, you will face the cruel facts.

If she goes in, maybe she can solve the mystery of the tragedy of falling from a building, escape from the supernatural fantasy, and return to the familiar real life. If she goes out, she may stay in this lifeless world forever, enduring huge psychological pressure alone, like

My sister disappeared from this world inexplicably, and she couldn't even leave a last word to her family...

But who knows what will happen after entering? Will she jump down from the corridor like the seniors who fell from the building before, her brains will burst and her body will be shattered into pieces?

Such a difficult decision once made Jiang Xinyou hesitate.

Finally, she finally mustered up the courage to walk into the dark classroom, trying to bravely find out the truth about the top ten supernatural events like her sister!

The moment Jiang Xinyou stepped through the door, everything around her changed again.

The dark classroom became bright, and the silent background was filled with human voices. She saw countless college students like her filling the lecture hall. Some were chatting, some were playing with their mobile phones, and some were wiping the blackboard and helping others.

The teacher preparing for class adjusts the brightness of the projector.

Not long after, a middle-aged man passed through Jiang Xinyou's body. She was slightly startled, and soon recognized that it was Teacher Wei Chengye who taught advanced mathematics!

Senior Leng Yan once investigated this high school mathematics teacher. He resigned and left the school after Zhang Boyuan fell from a building three years ago. No one knew his whereabouts.

But Jiang Xinyou was still stunned by this scene, especially the moment Teacher Wei passed through her body, her nervousness arose again.

Everything is just an illusion, like an inescapable nightmare!

The familiar school bell rang in her ears. Jiang Xinyou stood blankly not far from the podium, watching Teacher Wei's humorous class. After a long time, she gradually came back to her senses and turned her gaze to every corner of the lecture theater.

Rows of students taking notes carefully...

It was still dark outside the window, obviously it was night, and the time on the wall pointed to 8:27.

Suddenly, a boy stood up and left his seat with a dull expression under the surprised eyes of the people around him.

Jiang Xinyou recognized the boy. She had seen his photo in the information collected by Senior Leng Yan.

His name is Chang Kuan, and he is the first person to commit suicide and fall from the building in the Death Classroom!

Just like what the second-year college girl said, Chang Kuan, under the gaze of everyone, slowly moved his steps stiffly and walked to the door of the classroom.
Chapter completed!