Hell App - Chapter 117

In the darkness, even though Bai Yan couldn’t see anything, he still opened his eyes wide.

The moment he opened his eyes, a familiar tingling sensation surged out, followed by a thick liquid that blurred his eyes, making him make a guess.

He vaguely remembered that while he was staring at the screen, Ning Xiuli’s mouth kept opening and closing. She kept telling Li Hua’s story, but Li Hua didn’t come out.

But when he couldn’t stand the increasingly severe pain and looked away, Ning Xiuli changed the subject, and Li Hua ran out of the screen.

All this seems to be because of his eyes.

At this time, behind him were gloomy faces plastered all over the windows. In front of him was Li Hua, who was stepping out of the textbook and looking for new materials to fill in the textbook.

Bai Yan was very unsure about this ability, but now he had no other choice but to become a living doctor.

Therefore, Bai Yan opened his eyes wide and did not blink, letting the gurgling blood and tears flow down his neck and wet his school uniform.

“Tick-“

“Tick-“

The rain outside the window is still falling.

Bai Yan didn’t know if the black rain outside the window was as sticky as blood and tears. As the blood and tears poured out, his brain almost fainted, and he felt like he had lost too much blood.

However, Li Hua was still standing in front of him.

Through the lightning that occasionally flashed across the sky, Bai Yan could see Li Hua’s face facing him from time to time.

Stepping out of the projection, Li Hua became a “person” in reality, but it was as thin as a piece of paper, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

In addition, Li Hua has a cartoon face that is exactly the same as in the book. In books, such a face would make people feel funny and interesting, but in reality, such a face is extremely weird…even more twisted and terrifying than a dead person in reality.

After an unknown amount of time, when blood and tears passed through his collarbone and stuck to his sleeves, Bai Yan felt his breath lighten, and the suffocation that made him almost unable to breathe slowly disappeared.

Li Hua finally left.

Bai Yan leaned against the glass and remained motionless. He still remembered that outside the window were all the grimaces looking at him with hatred.

However, he felt that all the blood in his body was draining out and he felt light-headed.

In this situation, he couldn’t even take a step. He had a premonition that as soon as he left the support of the window, he would immediately fall to the ground.

…

Li Hua let him go.

But the “clattering” sound of turning books continued.

Bai Yan leaned against the window, his palm still on the glass, and he could feel the slight trembling of the glass in his palm. It might be the heavy rain hitting the windows, but it’s more likely that ghosts are chewing on the glass.

Bai Yan had no time to pay attention to the glass that was shaking more and more violently. In fact, he couldn’t turn back and glare at the ghost faces now.

He could only gasp in a low voice, listening to the harsh sound of turning books in his ears.

Soon, the sound of pages stopped again.

Bai Yan’s brain was groggy, and he could barely make out the small exclamations. This voice seemed to be that of the girl who spoke particularly actively in class.

“Teacher! I don’t want to make friends…”

“Help…help…”

The girl’s high-pitched struggling sounds were heard, and in the thick darkness, her cursing and crying became weaker and weaker, and finally stopped.

When the girl made no sound at all, the dark clouds outside the window swept away, and the weather cleared up at a strange and incredible speed.

The lights in the corridor turned on one after another, and the classroom became bright again.

The bright classroom was filled with a group of children hiding under their desks, curled up like hedgehogs.

At this time, Bai Yan regained some strength and reluctantly glanced to the side. The glass behind him was full of pits and had fine cracks. Maybe in a few minutes, the glass will be completely broken, and the grimace outside the window will be able to seep into the classroom through the cracks without restraint.

Fortunately, as the weather cleared up, these grimaces disappeared without a trace on the campus together with the thin black rain.

There are only a few trees corroded by the black rain and the gnawed-out glass that still retain traces of their visit.

Its daybreak.

Li Hua disappeared into the classroom with the girl who had been crying.

Li Hua has found a friend, and the remaining people should be safe.

But the children in the classroom did not feel relaxed.

They crawled out from under the desks, some covered their mouths and cried, and more stood in front of their seats, looking at the open books invariably, with fear from the bottom of their hearts showing in their eyes——

In the textbook, Li Hua was still smiling happily.

However, his whole body was covered with a layer of thick scarlet blood, making the originally clean scene extremely bloody.

Li Hua, this cartoon character with smooth lines, suddenly changed from a child-oriented protagonist to a ferocious ghost in a horror comic.

However, it was not the bloody Li Hua who frightened the students.

They looked directly at the four figures around Li Hua. Originally, there were only three gray shadows on the screen, with stiff and uncomfortable smiles on their faces.

Now, the gray ‘people’ have become four.

The girl who spoke, with a stiff smile on her face and wet tears on her face, also stood with Li Hua’s family, surrounding Li Hua, like a dead body trapped in a book.

“Uu…Xuanxuan…Xuanxuan got into the book! Xuanxuan got eaten by the book!”

“Teacher! I don’t want to learn new textbooks, I want to copy them!”

The girl’s painting style is completely different from the gray cartoon characters. It looks a bit funny, but this weird incongruity makes no child laugh.

Bai Yan looked at the latest book and saw the girl’s unique painting style, which made him want to laugh. But as soon as he twitched the corner of his mouth, he staggered and almost collapsed to the ground.

Bai Yan’s seat is naturally not here, but the owner of the chair is standing in front of the table, staring at the girl in the book and crying.

The Jarhead boy stood still, Bai Yan ignored him and didn’t even say hello. He lay on the table like a cat that had turned into liquid, motionless.

A few minutes later, the bell rang on time.

Ning Xiuli left the frightened children behind and walked out of the classroom with her textbooks under her arm.

The children were left in the classroom at a loss. They looked at the textbooks from time to time, and the more they looked, the more frightened they became.

Some of the more impulsive children couldn’t help but tear up the textbooks. However, most children did not dare to tear up the textbooks out of fear. They just closed the textbooks and glued the lesson “Happy Zoo” together, out of sight but out of mind.

…

The time soon reached noon, and Bai Yan woke up faintly smelling the aroma of food.

He opened his eyes and found that the students around him were having lunch, but Ning Xiuli was nowhere to be seen.

At this time, he regained some strength, straightened up, and slowly took his lunch box over.

He opened the lunch box and was surprised to find that there was no sand, hair, or disgusting things like bugs in it. It looked surprisingly delicious.

Seeing that the classmates around him were eating deliciously, he also opened his lunch box and started eating.

While eating, he heard some classmates discussing in low voices.

It seems that a few of the chefs in the canteen have also died.

However, there is no shortage of staff in the cafeteria. It is said that those masters who died came back as if nothing had happened the next day.