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All the eyes of the others stayed on Yang Jian.
Seeing that he dialed the phone, and the phone rang in the school, everyone felt strange. Before they could ask, they saw him hang up the phone in a hurry, with a frightened expression on his face.
"Yang Jian, why. What's going on."
Seeing that Yang Jian was frightened like this, Zhang Wei trembled all over; "Don't scare me, we all count on you. I don't know what to do with you. Please smile and show that It¡¯s a kind of knowing smile when watching a movie, so that I have a little confidence.¡±
Yang Jian's calmness and leading everyone out of the ghost domain gave everyone the confidence to survive.
The expression on his face at this moment made everyone panic.
Yang Jian's complexion changed, and his expression was particularly ugly. Before he could speak, Zhou Zheng's satellite positioning phone was dialed suddenly, and Didi, Didi rang.
He glanced at it, and his eyes shrank suddenly.
The caller ID on the mobile phone: 138
It is the mobile phone number left by the Thunder King in the forum.
He called back.
"Sure enoughthis is a trap, a very terrible trap." Yang Jian gritted his teeth, unable to tell whether it was anger or fear.
Didi, Didi.
The phone kept ringing, but he didn't choose to connect.
Because he knew that the person who made the call was absolutely impossible to be a living person, and God knows what would happen after the connection was made.
Fortunately, the phone's settings still worked, and the ringtone didn't keep ringing.
The call was not connected for a long time, and the call was hung up after a while.
And no more calls came from his cell phone.
"Ding ding ding, ding ding ding"
"I love you, love you, like a mouse loves rice"
"The cool moonlight misses you like a river"
However, the mobile phones of other students rang one after another, and various mobile phone ringtones echoed.
Everyone took out their mobile phones and saw that all the caller IDs were 138
"Yang, Yang Jian, look."
Wang Shanshan, Miao Xiaoshan, and Zhao Lei and others showed him the caller ID number with their mobile phones, with fear in their eyes.
"Don't answer." Yang Jian said with a particularly serious expression.
The others nodded. They all knew in their hearts that this call was weird and they really shouldn't answer it.
Zhang Wei doesn't have a mobile phone. He lent his mobile phone to Yang Jian before. At this moment, he looked at the screens of these people's mobile phones and said tremblingly; You are so awesome, you can make more than a dozen phone calls in one go, it¡¯s haunted.¡±
"This is not the 138 number. This is Teacher Wang's mobile number." A classmate named Qian Wanhao subconsciously connected the call.
"Qian Wanhao, are you crazy or out of your mind?" Zhao Lei next to him was so frightened that he almost shouted, "I told you not to answer the phone."
"Why are you nervous, this is Teacher Wang's call." Qian Wanhao said, "Maybe Teacher Wang is here to save us."
"Quick hang up."
Yang Jian also narrowed his eyes, and rushed over in a hurry, trying to grab the phone and hang up the call.
Teacher Wang called?
This is even more terrifying. You must know that Mr. Wang was the first person to disappear into the ghost realm. Now that everyone else is dead, how could he still be alive.
Sure enough.
Qian Wanhao's mobile phone only heard the sound of chichi, but Teacher Wang didn't speak.
However, a voice that terrified Yang Jian sounded next.
"Boom, boom" There was a knock on the door from the other end of the phone.
The voice is exactly the same as outside the classroom before.
Heavy, oppressive, and breathless.
It was only at this time that Qian Wanhao realized the seriousness of the matter, his face turned pale from fright, and he hurriedly dropped the phone with his hands shaking.
The phone fell to the ground and the screen shattered, but the call was still connected and did not hang up.
"Boom, boom, boom" The weird knock on the door came from the receiver again.
"Boom, boom, boom."
Yang Jian rushed over at this moment, picked up Qian Wanhao's phone as quickly as possible and turned off the phone.
"Qian Wanhao, you bastard, you can die if you want to, don't kill us."
Zhao Lei yelled at him angrily, but the anger couldn't conceal the fear in his eyes. good thing.
"Damn, don't be afraid of enemies like gods, but teammates like pigs. This sentence is indeed true. At critical moments, there are always a few mentally handicapped people who bravely stand up and risk their lives. Not only will they kill you You will kill others, Qian Wanhao, you are so great, you fucking moved me so much that I wanted to kill someone, I am not as good as you after nine years of voluntary tuition."
Zhang Wei said: "Is that old man outside the classroom your own grandfather? You love him so much, why don't you tell your grandfather to let your grandfather let us go?"
"I, I really didn't mean it. The name on it was clearly from the teacher. If it was someone else's call, I would definitely not answer it." Qian Wanhao said like a child crying and wiping away his tears.
"Just answer the teacher's call? The teacher told you to die, why don't you die." Zhao Lei was so angry that he wanted to hit him.
"That's enough, calm down. Now is not the time to talk about this. I'm also at fault for this matter. I should have reminded you." Yang Jian walked over and said, "And quarreling, can internal strife survive? Don't even look at it." What's the situation now."
Everyone fell silent immediately.
"Yang Jian, what will happen after the phone call just now?" Miao Xiaoshan asked nervously.
Yang Jiandao: "What else can you do? Your grandfather Qian Wanhao will come to chat with us soon."
"What?"
Everyone's eyes widened, terrified.
Yes, the old man will definitely come here.
The knock on the door on the mobile phone has a very scary function, that is, it can attract the old man.
As for what the result will be, it is obvious.
and
Yang Jian squeezed the mobile phone in his hand tightly, thinking of the post by the King of Thunder and Lightning in that forum.
"Trap, the story in the whole forum is a trap. When the Lightning Dharma King was at home, he met the old man knocking on the door. Judging from the situation in the classroom before, someone died when the old man knocked on the first door And there are two doors in the house of King Lei Dian, the first is the gate, and the second is the door."
"That is to say, Dharma King Thunder was alone at home, and he was already dead when the first door was knocked on. It is impossible for him to send out the story on the forum, and the mobile phone number and audio files left behind are not made by him. Yes, and there is only one thing that would do such a thing."
"Ghost~!"
Yang Jian took a few deep breaths.
yes
The story in the front of the post is about the Dharma King of Thunder and Lightning, who was posting by a living person, but at the end he was already dead, and the next post was a ghost.
In order to prove this conjecture, he opened the forum story again, and then turned to the end.
Sure enough.
His conjecture was not wrong. There were many typos in the last few replies of the forum story, which were completely different from the previous posts by Raiden Dharma King. In addition, there was a half-hour interval between postings.
This is a curse cast by a demon.
All those who heard the knock on the door will be found by the old man.
In this way, everything that happened before can be verified.
"On the Internet, when you hear a knock on the door on your mobile phone, you will be found by the old man, as if you were marked with an invisible coordinate. In reality, when you hear the knock on the door, you will die immediatelybut why did I go to the toilet before? The old man didn't show up when the audio file was opened?"
Sweat broke out on Yang Jian's face, he was thinking.
Trying to figure out the law of the old man's actions and the method of killing.
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