Hell App - Chapter 111

When she thought of this problem, Ning Xiuli broke out in cold sweat.

That ghost…may still be in the bathroom.

Ning Xiuli stared at the ceiling with her eyes wide open, her eyes full of horror.

Her palms were covered with sticky sweat, and her body seemed to be soaked in water, with a layer of skin peeled off.

The cold wind blew at night, making Ning Xiuli shiver.

The clothes behind her were stuck to her back by the dried sweat. Ning Xiuli turned over and tore off her clothes, making a soft squeaking sound.

The quiet voice caused sweat to flow down again. Ning Xiuli wiped the sweat drops from her head. Finally she could no longer bear the torture of suspicion.

She gritted her teeth to stop them from chattering.

Ning Xiuli sat down and stood up several times before she finally made up her mind, turned on the toilet light with trembling hands, and then opened the door.

As a result, she only glanced into the bright toilet before she burst out with a shrill scream and almost slammed the door shut——

On the dry sink, there was a pale severed hand!

“Impossible! Didn’t that little brat say he had no hands? How dare he lie to me!”

Ning Xiuli’s face was distorted, which made her beautiful face look hideous.

Ning Xiuli dug her fingertips into her palms, her face was covered with snot and tears, but her face became more and more distorted, “What should I do? There is a ghost in the toilet! I will die! I will die!”

“No, I must run out!”

“No… there are ghosts outside – the picture of the female principal, she is also a ghost! The teacher’s handbook says that after 9 pm, faculty members are best not to leave the office or walk around at will, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences. Go out. I will die! I am still young! I don’t want to die yet!”

Ning Xiuli roared in the office like crazy, pulling her hair, her eyes full of horror and collapse.

Just when she was going crazy and venting her anger, the light in the toilet suddenly turned off automatically.

Without the light, the sound became more obvious.

In the toilet, the sound of water dripping was very clear, which made Ning Xiuli immediately shut her mouth, and curled up in a ball at the foot of the bed with her head in her hands like a chicken that had been strangled.

Although she couldn’t see anything in the darkness, Ning Xiuli still stared at the toilet door.

The door did not open, but the sound of “tick, tick, tick” continued all night.

By the next day, Ning Xiuli’s eyes were black and bloodshot, and she was extremely haggard.

During the day, she captured a student and forced him to open the toilet door.

However, the result was the same as Bai Yan said, there was nothing in the sink. That pale ghost hand seemed to be her hallucination, as if it had never appeared before…

…

In just ten days, everyone has changed a lot.

Children are the most fragile creatures, but they are also the most adaptable.

After several days of horrific training, most of the children no longer cried. They accepted the fact that they were abandoned by their parents. The picky eaters also corrected their problems and ate their disgusting lunch every day.

But despite the children’s apparent progress, several more died during these days.

Because there were so many people eliminated, when the flatbed truck showing up to haul the corpses appeared, many children turned a blind eye and were used to the fact that when someone dies, the corpse will be dragged away.

However, there are still results.

On the seventh day, the children finally realized that a ghost would sneak into their midst at night, pretending to be their classmates. At night, the ghost will lure them to bet and play games with it, but those who agree to it often do not survive the next morning.

Soon, the ‘don’t talk to anyone at night’ message spread.

The children had a strong desire to live. After learning this extremely important news, no one died in the dormitory at night.

For three days in a row, no one in the class died.

Even though there was still sand and hair mixed into my lunch every day, it still tasted terrible. But the companions around them did not die, which gave the children courage and hope.

With hope, children can endure endless beatings, scolding and corporal punishment.

Even when Ning Xiuli was not around, they could still laugh secretly while playing. Everything seemed to be getting better, and life in the ‘special zone’ did not seem to be as scary as people imagined…

Everyone feels that there is hope in life – except Bai Yan.

Suddenly, his hopeless little face was filled with hope, which made him extremely unhappy.

Compared with the eyes of his companions who were slowly regaining their luster, Bai Yan’s smile gradually disappeared, his eyes gradually darkened, and he began to become hopeless.

It would be nice for everyone to sit together and cry together, but why did everything suddenly change in just two days?

Bai Yan unhappily walked around the classmates who had ‘betrayed the revolution’, and when he saw Ning Xiuli, he felt a little relieved.

Unlike her classmates who were obviously in better spirits, Ning Xiuli’s eyes were bloodshot, and the whites of her eyes were almost completely covered in red.

Her eyes were dark, her hair was disheveled, and she was in poor spirits.

Despite Ning Xiuli’s crazy look, whenever she appeared in the classroom, Bai Yan felt as if the air became fresher.

The only thing that made him feel bad was that Ning Xiuli had hit people harder recently, and after beating others, she would pinch him twice, causing him to be covered in bruises.

In addition, Ning Xiuli made him spend longer cleaning time in the office.

Even if he finished cleaning the room, Ning Xiuli would deliberately keep him late, obviously with bad intentions.

Bai Yan was well aware of Ning Xiuli’s plans.

School at night is extremely dangerous.

Every night at nine o’clock, when he walked back to his dormitory through the corridor, the headmistress would turn her head and stare at him all the way, looking at him more and more strangely.

Moreover, the headmistress’s neck is getting longer and longer, tending to stick out from the painting.

Either he was beaten to death by Ning Xiuli, or he was killed by the female principal on the way home at night.

Being killed by a ghost was acceptable to Bai Yan.

But when he thought of being killed by Ning Xiuli, Bai Yan couldn’t reconcile himself to it from the bottom of his heart.

He felt that it would be a shame to die like this, and he always felt that someone like Ning Xiuli was not worthy of his life.

His little life should be left to someone more interesting…

Eh? To whom should I leave it?

Bai Yan shook his head, getting rid of strange thoughts and not thinking about things he couldn’t remember.

His thoughts returned to Ning Xiuli harming him, and Bai Yan really didn’t want to die in her hands.

Since you don’t want to die, you can only act first.

…

Bai Yan waited patiently for two days.

On the twelfth day, when Ning Xiuli grabbed Bai Yan to clean the room again, Bai Yan, as usual, did not resist at all and went very obediently.

Because Bai Yan had always behaved very well and obediently, Ning Xiuli didn’t think much about it and continued to leave the hygiene to him, while she cooked noodles and ate comfortably.

However, after eating that night, she needed to have a meeting with other teachers, so she left in a hurry after eating the noodles.

Watching Ning Xiuli’s back disappear at the end of the corridor, and making sure that she wouldn’t come back for a while, Bai Yan threw the broom directly to the ground.

On his short legs, he ran to where Ning Xiuli was cooking noodles and found the ventilation pipe.

At this time, he thought of a song that suited the occasion. It seemed to be a song that was very popular among primary school students – the general idea was that when the sun shines in the sky, I will blow up the school… It can be called a childhood golden song, and almost every primary school student who hates going to school secretly sings it. I sang it rubbishly.

However, he had just entered elementary school, and none of his classmates were interested in singing. So how did he know this song?

Bai Yan had a headache when he thought of this.

Just like something or someone, he obviously felt familiar, but he just couldn’t remember it.

…Never mind it, just be happy.

Bai Yan was not the one to embarrass himself. He did not dwell on the origin of the song and finished humming the song softly.

Then, he neatly opened the natural gas valve. After making sure there was no smell, he turned off the light and walked out of the room leisurely.

Before leaving, he did not forget to close the door tightly.