: Chapter 11

"What are you doing in a daze?" Xie Chian raised his foot and left, "back to the classroom."
He can only help here.
Whether Tong Yihui can escape with Teacher Deng depends on their luck.
Liang Yifei nodded to follow.
When Xie Chian left, he swept to the tree beside the small supermarket.
A young girl stood behind the tree, her head hanging slightly, her hair loose. I didn't see the front face, but the profile on the exposed side was beautiful.
Xie Chian's eyes paused, and he withdrew his gaze.
Senior three (1) class.
Xie Chian advanced into the classroom.
He backed out a second later, closing the door by the way.
"What's wrong, Brother Xie?" Liang Yifei was puzzled.
Xie Chian looked at him mildly: "Promise me, don't scream at anything you see later, don't lead people, okay?"
Liang Yifei's scalp was numb.
Brother Xie said so, how terrifying is the scene inside?
Liang Yifei was a little scared: "I, I will try my best."
So Xie Chian opened the door.
Liang Yifei saw the scene in the classroom, was stunned for three full seconds, and then instinctively screamed.
Xie Chian was prepared early, and quickly covered his mouth with his eyesight and hands.
"Uh, uh..." Liang Yifei's eyes widened.
"Quiet." Xie Chian said.
Liang Yifei nodded hurriedly.
Xie Chian then let go.
Liang Yifei ran up the corridor to throw up.
The psychological preparations made earlier are completely useless. This is not within the range of normal people.
Liang Yifei could not imagine how Xie Chian remained calm.
There are always seven or eight bodies in the classroom. Li Jingwen collapsed on the desk, with deep five-fingerprints on her neck, her eyes widened and she couldn't squint. The squad leader was not spared either, and fell in front of Li Jingwen, with a sharp broomstick stabbed in her back. One eye of Gao He was pierced with a pencil, and one eyeball fell to the ground. Zhang Ruifeng lay on his back on the ground, but was also stabbed in the intestines by the broomstick, and the internal organs could be clearly seen. Qian Fu seems to have been hit by someone with his head on the wall, with blood on his forehead. In the beginning, the boy who killed Sun Quanyong and grabbed the fruit also failed to survive. He drowned face down in a basin used to increase the humidity of the air.
The blood in the classroom was so strong that it made people feel nauseous after staying for a second.
Is this still a human world? Liang Yifei was in a trance.
Although many corpses have been seen along the way, the death of a stranger is different from the death of these classmates who have been together for three years... after all.
The seats of Liang Yifei and Xie Chian are in the last two rows of the classroom, which means they have to step over the corpses of their classmates.
Behind him were Zhang Ruifeng, who had been cracked open, and Qian Fu, who was full of blood. In the middle were the monitor, Li Jingwen, and Gao He who had lost an eyeball. Zhao Quanyong, who was lying on the ground, blocked his way.
Liang Yifei has no way to go.
He has weak legs and dare not walk.
Xie Chian moved Li Jingwen away, who was not so miserable in her death, and made a way through it.
Calm throughout.
Liang Yifei watched with his mouth open, and a creepy strangeness surged in his heart. This weirdness even suppressed the fear of seeing the corpse.
It's not right, it's too wrong.
Brother Xie is too calm.
Liang Yifei thought that Brother Xie was cold outside and hot inside, but it was really unheard of for it to be so cold. Is it true that people who have never changed their face before the tragic death of their former classmates will be enthusiastic in their hearts?
Even a person with a calm personality will react a little when seeing this kind of scene. But thanks to brother, he... completely abnormal.
Calm to cold-blooded, fearless to ruthless.
But Xie Ge is obviously such a kind person. At a critical juncture, he would like to turn back and find Zhou Yiyan, he would rescue Wei Yao, and would help Teacher Deng to distract the chasers.
Such a contradiction.
Friends of three years, Liang Yifei really couldn't understand Xie Chian.
Such weird thoughts surfaced in my heart for a moment, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Liang Yifei thought about it, so he passed through the center of the corpse to the seat. After I recovered and smelled blood again, my first reaction was to vomit.
He decisively opened the window to ventilate, and he was about to vomit when he was lying on the window.
He wanted to call Brother Xie, but he found that he could not speak.
Downstairs is Zhao Haojie's body.
He was pushed down through the window.
Liang Yifei stared blankly, feeling a soreness in his eyes, and a severe blockage in his heart.
He cried.
Howling and crying.
All the emotions of sorrow and fear piled up and finally got vented at this moment.
In addition to Liang Yifei and Xie Chi'an, there is also Lin Chaowen, who is missing, the 502 bedroom is destroyed.
Those who chatted in the dormitory last night have become like this today. Liang Yifei couldn't accept it, really couldn't accept it.
Xie Chian put some convenient food into his pocket, and heard Liang Yifei's cry.
He turned his head and looked, Liang Yifei lay on the windowsill and cried badly.
Xie Chian tilted his head slightly.
He glanced downstairs through the window, and felt clear.
Liang Yifei broke down again. This is the reaction of normal people.
Xie Chian listened to Liang Yifei's heartbreaking cry, and slowly touched his heart.
Obviously he felt so uncomfortable, but his heartbeat was as calm as ever.
The hand covered his eyes again.
It was dry and there were no tears.
Xie Chian maintained absolute sanity and calmly said: "If you cry like this, you will attract people."
"Xie Chian, do you have any heart!" Liang Yifei burst out suddenly, crying and shouted, "Zhao Haojie and the others are dead, don't you have a single tear?"
Xie Chian moved his finger.
After a long time, he said: "Sorry, I didn't."
Liang Yifei raised his head in disbelief, as if he had become ignorant of him.
"Xie Chian, you are terrible." He murmured.
They always feel Xie Chi'an is gentle, because he never gets angry with anyone. But they have also forgotten that Xie Chian will not be happy for anyone or cry for anyone. He always has that expression, he seems to have no emotions.
Liang Yifei wiped his tears fiercely: "Thank Chian, I've misunderstood you! You are a ruthless person! Let's go our separate ways!" He said, squeezing food into his pockets, robbing the door. Out.
Xie Chian stood alone in the classroom full of corpses, his eyes drooping, and his long eyelashes trembled.
Terrible?
If you have seen real hell, how can you be moved by it?
...
Small supermarket.
Most of the students were fooled away by Xie Chian, but there were still teachers who did not leave.
Teacher Wang walked to the vice principal and asked in a low voice: "You really don't have the key?"
The vice-principal said anxiously: "Oh, I really don't! You don't know that this supermarket is all about the lady in charge. And there is not much in it. I blame her for being a good person for her meddling. Now there is only enough food for two people. !"
Teacher Wang flicked his fingertips on the vice-principal's chest: "Then you cheat the key. She is your wife, she must listen to you."
The vice principal warned: "What do you want to do?"
Teacher Wang smiled and said, "Isn't it enough for two people? I want her share." When she said this, the coquettish face on her face couldn't see the stereotyped image of the dean.
The vice principal hesitated: "This..."
"If you don't give it, I will tell people everywhere, saying that I am not responsible for you if you sleep." Teacher Wang said, "Anyway, I am extremely hungry and shameless. Do you want this face?"
The vice principal stared, "Don't talk nonsense!"
"Why am I talking nonsense? I dare not admit it?" Teacher Wang hummed softly.
The vice-principal used the money that Mr. Deng had run the supermarket to raise his junior. Not many knew about it. Even at this moment, the vice-principal still wants face and refuses to let people know that he is cheating.
The vice-principal's face stretched out: "It's alright, I want to find a way." He has long lost feelings for the mother-in-law at home, and even if she breaks her life, he will not feel any guilt.
People are selfish.
...
Xie Chian walked down the stairs alone, aimlessly.
This school seems to be impossible to go anywhere.
He thought of Wei Yao in the art classroom, so he just went over and took a look.
The door of the art classroom was hidden. Xie Chian felt bad and walked quickly to open the door.
Wei Yao is still inside.
...Just dead.
She was tied to a chair, her mouth was stuffed with a canvas, her wrist arteries were cut, dripping into the paint bucket already full of blood.
Xie Chian saw the painting on the shelf changed at a glance.
The original sunflower painting was torn into pieces and thrown on the ground. On the shelf, a manzhushahua painted with blood was repainted, with the same splashing, extremely vivid. At a glance, you can feel the breath of death and the carnival of doomsday.
The other side flower, also known as the flower of the dead, is rumored to be the flower of blooming on Huangquan Road.
Xie Chian could already imagine how Wei Yao died-cutting her wrists did not die immediately. After she was tied to a chair by the murderer and gagged her mouth, she watched the murderer paint with her blood. Maybe even until the murderer finishes drawing and leaves, she is still alive.
After the murderer left, she struggled desperately to no avail and couldn't call for help. She could only let the blood drip and her life was slowly lost. She looked desperately at the other side flower that led her to Huangquan Road, and waited quietly for death.
Manzhushahua has a flower language that is desperate waiting.
The flowers of the other bank poured by blood in the painting are vivid, but death is the cause of it.
When the flower of death blooms, one flower of life withers.
Xie Chian perfectly interpreted the meaning of this painting. To some extent, he and the painter have the same thinking...
Xie Chian stared at the painting, his hand with well-knotted bones clenched into a fist.
He feels itchy hands.
In the current environment, killing has become easy and common. People can kill people to food, to avoid being executed, or to kill people on impulse...
It shouldn't be so.
During the murder, he was still painting leisurely in front of the victim, without shaking his pen. Turn a dead life into art, and treat killing as a pleasure.
This is something abnormal.
What Xie Chian was worried about still appeared.
In this mixed campus, there is really an anti-social personality hidden.