With a clicking sound, the Chinese teacher's neck was completely broken.

Its head was a huge Chinese document, and it fell limply to the ground at this moment, with the pages scattered and rattled by the wind.

The body in the casual suit fell down. Unlike ordinary people, not even a trace of blood was spattered.

Except for Baishuang Xing, this was an ending that no one present had expected——

To be precise, not only people, but also systems.

Surveillance system 663, who was wearing a small white dress, covered his face with his hands and screamed in disbelief: "You...what did you do! This is your Chinese teacher!"

Her Chinese teacher is not such a malicious monster who wants to drive all the students to death.

Bai Shuang put his hand off the turntable: "So?"

Her expression was as usual, as if she was talking about a trivial matter, not a Chinese teacher who was decapitated under the attack of a ghost: "Is this prohibited in the school rules?"

663: ...

In the school rules, it really didn't say.

——But isn’t it common sense to respect teachers, respect elders and cherish life?Even if you grab a normal person on the street, the other person will know that you can't and shouldn't do such a cruel thing!

Bai Shuangxing raised his eyebrows innocently.

This white night is based on "rules". As long as the rules are not violated, the monitoring system will have nothing to do with her.

What's more, in this Chinese class, it was the monster with the head of the book that first moved to kill them.

Once she has any soft-heartedness and hesitation, it will be their six students who will die here today.

The Chinese teacher was already out of breath, and shortly after it sank to the ground, the scene in all directions changed rapidly.

The spring breeze, the grassland, the blue sky and white clouds fade away like paint, and the ghosts standing beside Bai Shuangxing also disappear. The picture in front of me is like a kaleidoscope of eccentricities, constantly changing and on the verge of collapse.

A mechanical sound resembling a broadcast sounded in the air.

[Ka... Detected an abnormality in the "Chinese class" data, and is forcibly terminating the course...Ka!】

The sound of the radio fell, and in the blink of an eye, several people returned to the familiar classroom.

A red mist spread outside the window, and the students sat blankly at their desks, their eyes full of fear and bewilderment.

Are they... not taking the so-called "language class"?

Bai Shuangxing looked around and found that the number of students in the class had dropped by one-third compared to before the Chinese class started.

Many desks are empty, silently proclaiming the tragic fate of the owner.

——Of course, those who survived by chance are not in very good condition.

Looking around, some clothes were scratched, revealing bright red flesh and blood; some were so hungry that they fainted at the table;

The vast majority of the living students didn't know what happened, they only knew that they had finally recovered their lives, and they all showed surprise expressions.

The high school students in the same group as Bai Shuangxing witnessed the whole process of the beheading of the Chinese teacher, although they knew the ins and outs——

But always feel more shocked!!!

"Are we out?"

Chen Miaojia pinched her cheeks to confirm that she was not dreaming: "The last scene... I guess I misread it, right?"

The short-haired girl nodded blankly: "The monster's head has been screwed off."

She never thought that the life-and-death duel in Chinese class could be played like this.

When the kind old lady with a needle and thread turned into a massacre fighter, her eyes almost popped out.

The boy with glasses sitting at the front table chattered his teeth: "In the future, I will definitely study Chinese seriously."

He realized.

Seeing Bai Shuangxing's smooth and smooth operation, he must have a good understanding of ancient poetry - learning Chinese well may save his life in some unexpected event someday.

Thinking of this, his admiration for Bai Shuangxing increased a bit.

On the cliff, she was the first one to propose to find a shelter; when the extreme cold came, she was also the one who distributed the few compressed biscuits to everyone so that they would not pass out from starvation.

The last poem conversion was beyond everyone's expectations, directly reversing the situation and turning defense into offense.

That's right, it's pretty awesome.

There was a lot of noise in the classroom, everyone was in a mess, they just wanted to escape from this damned place as soon as possible.

Caught off guard, a scream sounded.

The girl sitting in the first row by the window stretched out her hand tremblingly: "The desk, behind the desk..."

Someone stepped forward to investigate curiously. He was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly took a step back in fright: "It's the Chinese teacher..."

He tremblingly said in a hesitant tone: "Its head fell off, dead, dead."

Just at this moment, the classroom door was opened.

Bai Shuangxing followed the sound, and it turned out to be Qin Mengdie, the class teacher who suddenly disappeared not long ago.

Compared with the weird-looking Chinese teacher, this class teacher looks like a normal person. At first glance, he can give people the illusion of amiability.

However, combined with her identity, it will only make people fearful.

"The Chinese teacher suffered a teaching accident and was unable to continue teaching."

Qin Mengdie picked up the Chinese books scattered on the ground with his left hand, grabbed the cold ankle of the Chinese teacher with his right hand, and dragged it slowly: "I hope the students will not be affected by this. Next, there are more colorful courses waiting for you.study."

Teaching accident?

The students who didn't know the cause and effect looked at each other in blank dismay.

What kind of accident can a monster of this level encounter?There are all unarmed students present, who has such a great ability to kill it?

"This head teacher is good enough for his colleagues."

Shen Chan complained in a low voice: "Transporting the body of the Chinese teacher is like pulling a big sausage, and there is no pity at all."

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized that Qin Mengdie gave her a slight glance.

Looking at each other, Shen Chan immediately shut up.

"In terms of time, there is still one minute to finish class, and it is still class time."

The head teacher said: "It is not allowed to go out during get out of class, and please stay in the classroom for self-study until the bell rings for the end of class."

When she spoke, the corners of her mouth turned up, holding a standard smile.

A smile is originally a friendly expression, but her expression is extremely stiff, and the curvature of the facial features seems to have been accurately calculated, giving people the illusion of being similar to a mannequin in a shopping mall.

Very unreal.

The head teacher wanted to say something, but the moment he opened his mouth, he suddenly turned his head away.

Bai Shuangxing heard her politely say: "Principal."

headmaster.

As soon as these two words appeared, she tensed her nerves.

Bai Shuangxing did not forget that on the last school rule of Xinghua Middle School, "Don't trust the principal" was written in black and white.

A middle-aged man appeared at the door of the classroom.

Like the class teacher, his appearance is no different from ordinary people.

He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his facial features are regular. His gestures and gestures exude a bookish air, his temples are already graying, and he looks refined.

In all fairness, this is a look that is easy to make people like.

"Thank you, Mr. Qin."

The principal's smile was much more natural than that of the class teacher, and he sighed during the conversation: "I heard that there was a teaching accident, so I came here to check on the situation—who is Bai Shuangxing?"

The head teacher answered honestly: "The first group is in the penultimate row, by the window."

The middle-aged man cast a probing look, Bai Shuangxing did not dodge, and met his eyes calmly.

"Student, I hope you will pay more attention when you are in class."

The principal's expression was very helpless: "If another teaching accident occurs, it will be very difficult for our school to handle."

Bai Shuangxing could see that neither the head teacher nor the principal had any empathy for the death of a colleague.

Compared with the life of the Chinese teacher, they care more about the order and rules in the school.

After he finished his two sentences, the students in the class all looked at Bai Shuangxing.

——She caused the teaching accident?

Had this new classmate already chopped off the monster's head while they were still agonizing over their narrow escape???

The head teacher dragged the Chinese teacher away, and the principal stayed here temporarily in order to maintain discipline.

Bai Shuangxing clearly felt that when he walked in, the air pressure in the classroom suddenly dropped.

"The students all know that Xinghua Middle School is the best high school in this area."

The headmaster's voice was gentle and deep, pleasant to hear: "Our class is a key class in the grade, no matter what, everyone must not relax their attitude towards learning."

He paused and smiled kindly: "By the way, the school issued a new school rule today. Have the students read it?"

A few students nodded cautiously.

The class teacher was as stiff as a plastic dummy, and the Chinese teacher became an unimaginable monster. Looking back from the beginning to the end, it seemed that the principal in front of me was the most normal.

They were not stupid, they firmly remembered the rule of "don't trust the principal", and didn't have any more exchanges with him.

"Just read it. Your head teacher, Teacher Qin, has always been very efficient."

The headmaster nodded, and his smile deepened: "You must remember all the rules firmly... Otherwise, you will be punished."

For some unknown reason, from his last sentence, Bai Shuangxing heard some subtle deep meaning.

Before she figured out what was wrong, a male student shouted hoarsely in the classroom: "Look at the school rules and regulations!"

Bai Shuangxing's heart moved, he looked down, and couldn't help being stunned.

——The white paper with the school regulations printed on it was lying flat on her desk, and it turned into an extremely dazzling blood red since some time.

It was as if drops of blood had smudged on the paper, and she could even smell a vague stench in her nose. She reached out and touched it, and it was wet.

What's even more incredible is that as the blood spread, the school rules on the paper gradually changed, and the handwriting changed, which was completely different from the original sentences in her impression.

[In order to standardize school discipline and allow students to have a comfortable learning environment, Xinghua No. 1 Middle School has made the following regulations:]

[1 Strictly abide by the work and rest time, do not be late, do not leave early, and do not miss classes.]

The first line is barely normal, but looking further down, the text becomes more and more weird.

[2 In school, the teacher is absolutely right, please respect the teacher and respect the elders, and don't violate the rules set by the teacher.]

[3 If you hear crying and choking in the corner, try not to move or make a sound, no matter what "it" is saying behind you.Any sound may attract "it"'s attention and put you in danger.]

[4 There will be no minced meat and blood clots in the desk.If you find these two items in the desk, please keep quiet and just clean the desk silently.The comments of the students will also attract the attention of "it".]

[5 Do not open your eyes during eye exercises.During eye exercises, it is normal to occasionally hear screams, calls for help and whispers. Please do not panic.]

[6 Once you see a huge manic monster in the school, please stand still and keep quiet.Running away will only make it angry.]

[7 Believe in the principal and the teachers in the school, they will always be your solid backing.]

"How is this going?"

Shen Chan was also stunned: "The content in the school rules... is completely opposite to before."

As she spoke, she raised her head and looked at the principal on the podium, hoping to get a reasonable explanation.

However, just like when the head teacher disappeared in an instant, the middle-aged man also disappeared, leaving only blood-stained school rules.

At the same moment, a sudden change occurred.

The blood on the paper seems to have vitality, and it squirms and grows outwards, gradually infiltrating the air, the desk, and the surrounding hard walls.

The wall is covered with blood threads bit by bit, looking up, it looks like extremely long worms that are intertwined and entwined, struggling and trembling, dyeing the world into a hideous blood color.

"What's going on here?"

The short-haired girl at the front desk looked around cautiously, her voice was almost inaudible: "The front and back two school rules—"

She couldn't finish her sentence.

As soon as the word "school rules" was uttered, crying suddenly sounded in the last corner of the classroom.

Everyone stopped moving.

The sudden cry was very low, mournful and resentful, although it sounded in the corner of the classroom, it seemed to be sobbing softly in everyone's ears.

It was a little itchy, and there were strands of numbness from the ears, which went straight into the brain.

It's the [crying in the corner] in the school rules.

Bai Shuangxing frowned secretly.

This situation has been written in the two versions of the school regulations.

The former asked them to come forward to comfort them, while the latter asked them to stand still and not make a sound. Once they made a sound, they might be in danger.

...so now, which one should they believe?

The sobbing in the corner continued.

Gradually, they no longer just heard crying.

The classroom was terribly quiet, and the low-pitched weeping was like a thread, which was set off very clearly.

Suddenly, a girl murmured mistyly in my ears: "Turn back quickly. Look back at me, okay?"

The voice was very close, closely brushing against Bai Shuangxing's ear.

She could feel a coolness creeping up her neck, and if nothing seemed to pass over her skin, something pressed behind her, with a faint fishy smell, and grabbed her neck hard.

She was not the only one who felt unwell.

Biting cold air surged, and many students began to tremble violently.

After personally experiencing a Chinese class, everyone understands that "school rules" can really kill people.

Now the two rules contradict each other, one is true and the other is false. If you choose wrong, you will end up with a dead end.

"Choose, choose the first one!"

A boy in the front row exclaimed tremblingly: "The blood-stained school rules must be fake! Remember the previous version of the rules? 'Don't trust the principal'!"

The second version of the school rules appeared at the same time as the principal.

Since the principal cannot be trusted, the rules he brought are naturally false and must not be followed.

The force on the neck is getting stronger and stronger, and the strong sense of crisis is as heavy as a mountain.

Bai Shuangxing tried his best to stabilize his mind.

As early as when she saw the second version of the school rules, she had this idea——

But is it really that simple?

The two versions of the school rules respectively give seven or eight rules that must be followed. If it is purely true and false, only one of them needs to be verified to solve the whole puzzle.

No matter how you think about it, this truth is too easy.

What's more, the voice sounding behind them at this moment always made her feel that it didn't match the description in the first version.

In the school rules written on white paper, they need to take the initiative to comfort them. In this way, the crying ghost should show a more passive posture.

But the truth is that the voice not only found them, but also lured them back over and over again.

This kind of performance is more in line with the description in the red paper [no matter what "it" said behind you], it is a vicious ghost who deliberately makes the students speak out.

As expected.

The boy in the front row was determined and turned around quickly, but within a second, he showed a look of incomparable fear.

Bai Shuangxing didn't know what he saw, but from a distance, he saw the other party's eyes protruding and mouth opening into a big circle.

The crying in the ears became louder and louder, and the moment the boy turned his head, there were several sharp laughter sounds, mixed with crying and laughing, and extremely crazy.

The bloodstains crawling on the wall became more frantic, trembling and dancing, and also like a grand carnival——

The next moment, the boy rolled his eyes and his neck was twisted violently.

Several students beside him screamed again and again, forgetting the rule of "no sound" for a while, and their necks were also broken.

It wasn't until everything returned to silence that Bai Shuangxing realized belatedly that the force holding her neck had disappeared.

...you bet right.

The crying gradually stopped, and when all the sounds receded like a tide, the blood in the classroom also quietly dissipated.

Including the school rule paper on their desks.

The blood color dissolves, and it returns to its pure white color, as well as the original version's stipulations.

"I've had enough!"

Someone couldn't bear it any longer and cried loudly: "Why are we the ones suffering this? They didn't intend to leave us alive, we are all going to die!"

No one refuted.

The necks of the students who fell on the ground were broken, and they showed extremely strange postures. After a while, they turned into a few wisps of green smoke and slowly dissipated, as if they had never existed.

Bai Shuangxing moved his right hand slightly, his palm was covered with cold sweat.

One after another, the classmates who got along day and night died tragically, and everyone would feel terrified.

The faces of the students were all ashen, Shen Chan looked at her stiffly: "Are you okay?"

Bai Shuang nodded.

Ji Fenglin slightly turned his gaze to the side, his eyes flicked past her, and then quickly lowered his eyes.

The classroom was once again in chaos, crying, cursing, and praying one after another. Desperation almost enveloped the entire space. Suddenly, the half-hidden door was pushed open.

Many people looked up, their faces even worse.

It was a monster exactly like the Chinese teacher.

On the head of the book on the body, the two characters "mathematics" are clearly written on the book, without facial features.

She is a woman, wearing a simple floral dress, her high heels are tapping, and every time she hits the ground, there are rhythmic and crisp footsteps.

"Huh? What's the matter with you, all of you are frowning."

The woman walked up to the podium with a flat tone: "I heard that your Chinese teacher had a teaching accident. Please don't bring your emotions from the previous class here. Mathematics is a rigorous subject, and there will be no loopholes, let alone similar incidents."tragedy."

She opened the math book in her hand, the pages were clattering, the sound was getting louder, every sound was like the footsteps of death approaching.

"That"

Ignoring the students' expressions of despair or grief, the math teacher smiled slightly, in a good mood: "Let's start our lessons."