Chapter 117:

In the darkness, even though he couldn't see anything in vain, he opened his eyes wide.
The moment his eyes opened, the familiar tingling sensation surged out, followed by the viscous liquid blurring his eyes, leaving him with a guess.
He vaguely remembered that when he kept staring at the screen, Ning Xiuli's mouth kept opening and closing, and she kept telling Li Hua's story, but Li Hua did not come out for a long time.
But when he couldn't bear the more and more severe pain, when he looked away, Ning Xiuli's words changed, and Li Hua immediately ran out of the screen.
All this seems to be due to his eyes.
At this moment, behind him was a grimace full of windows. In front of him is Li Hua who walked out of the textbook and wanted to find new materials to fill the textbook.
Bai Yan is very uncertain about this ability, but now there is no other way but a dead horse to be a living horse doctor.
Therefore, Bai Yan opened his eyes wide. He didn't blink, letting the gurgling blood and tears meander down, and wet his school uniform along his neck.
"Tick—"
"Tick—"
The rain outside the window was still falling.
Bai Yan didn't know if the black rain outside the window was as thick as blood and tears. As the blood and tears poured out, his brain was almost fainting, and he felt too much blood loss.
However, Li Hua was still standing in front of him.
Through the occasional lightning that flashed across the sky, Bai Yan could see Li Hua's face tightly facing him from time to time.
Walking out of the projection, Li Hua became a ‘human’ 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 wore a cartoon face exactly like the one in the book. In the book, such a face will make people feel funny and interesting, but in reality, such a face is very strange... even more distorted and scary than the dead in reality.
I don't know how long it took. When the blood and tears passed through the collarbone and adhered to the sleeves, Bai Yan felt a light breath, and the suffocation that pressed him almost unable to breathe slowly disappeared.
Li Hua finally left.
Bai Yan leaned against the glass and motionless, he still remembered the grimace looking at him spitefully outside the window.
However, he felt that the blood all over his body was almost draining, and he felt top-heavy.
In this case, he could not even take a step. He has a hunch that as long as he leaves the support of the window, he will immediately fall to the ground.
...
Li Hua let him go.
But the sound of flipping books continued.
Bai Yan leaned on the window, his palm was still on the glass, and the palm of his hand could feel the slight vibration of the glass. It may be that heavy rain is hitting the windows, but it is more likely that ghosts are chewing on the glass.
Bai Yan didn't have time to take care of the trembling glass. In fact, he couldn't even look back at the grimace.
He could only breathe in a low voice, listening to the harsh sound of flipping books in his ears.
Soon, the page sound stopped again.
Bai Yan's brain is dizzy and can barely be identified from the small exclamation. This voice seems to be the girl who is particularly positive in class.
"Teacher! I don't want to make friends..."
"Smelly thing, let go of me! Let go of me!"
"Help...Help..."
The girl's shrill struggle sounded. In the thick darkness, her verbal abuse and crying became weaker, and finally stopped.
When the girl was completely silent, the dark clouds outside the window were swept away, and the weather cleared at a strange and incredible speed.
The lights in the corridors were turned on, and the classrooms were restored to light.
The bright classroom is full of children hiding under the desk, curled up into hedgehogs.
At this time, Bai Yan recovered a little bit of strength and barely glanced aside. The glass behind him was pitted and cracked. Maybe in a few minutes, the glass will be completely shattered, and the grimace outside the window will be able to seep into the classroom through the cracks unscrupulously.
Fortunately, as the weather cleared, these grimace faces disappeared without a trace on the campus together with the dense black rain.
There are only trees that have been corroded by the black rain, as well as the gnawed and unsightly glass, and there are still traces of their presence.
Its daybreak.
Li Hua disappeared into the classroom with the girl who had cried.
Li Hua has found a friend, and the rest should be safe.
But the children in the classroom did not feel relaxed.
They crawled out from under the desks, some of them covered their mouths and wept, and more stood in front of their seats, looking at the opened book in unison, with their own fear in their eyes
In the textbook, Li Hua still smiled happily.
However, his whole body was covered with a thick layer of scarlet blood, making the original clean picture extremely bloody.
Li Hua, this cartoon character with smooth lines, has changed from the protagonist of children to the terrifying ghost in the horror comics.
However, it was not Li Hua with a face that frightened the students.
They looked directly at the four figures next to Li Hua. Originally, there were only three gray shadows on the screen, and their faces had a stiff, uncomfortable smile.
Now, the gray ‘people’ have become four.
The girl who spoke, with a stiff smile on her face, the tears on her face still wet, and she stood with Li Hua's family, surrounded by Li Hua, like a dead body trapped in a book.
"Woo... Xuan Xuan... Xuan Xuan is in the book! Xuan Xuan was eaten by the book!"
"Teacher! I don't want to learn new textbooks, I want to copy the text!"
The girl's style of painting is very different from the gray and white cartoon characters. It looks a little funny, but this strange sense of incongruity makes any child unable to laugh.
Bai Yan looked at a recent book and saw the girl's distinctive style, but he wanted to laugh. But as soon as he twitched the corner of his mouth, he staggered and almost collapsed to the ground.
He took a breath, moved slowly along the window frame, walked to the nearest chair and sat down.
Bai Yan's seat is naturally not here, but the owner of the chair is now standing at the table, staring at the girl in the book and crying.
The boy with the lid of the pot stood still, Bai Yan ignored him, didn't even say hello, lying on the table, like a cat that turned into a liquid, did not move.
A few minutes later, the school bell rang on time.
Ning Xiuli left the scared child and walked out of the classroom with the textbook in her hands.
The children stayed in the classroom at a loss. They looked at the textbooks from time to time, and became more and more frightened as they looked at them.
Children who are more impulsive cannot help tearing up their textbooks. But out of fear, most children didn't dared to tear off the textbooks. They just closed the textbooks and glued up the lesson of "Happy Zoo" without seeing it.
...
Time soon arrived at noon, Bai Yan woke up faintly by smelling the aroma of the food.
He opened his eyes and found that the students around him were eating lunch, but Ning Xiuli was nowhere to be seen.
At this time, he recovered some strength, straightened up, and slowly brought 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 unexpectedly delicious.
Seeing the sweetness of the surrounding classmates, he opened the box lunch and ate it.
While eating, he heard some classmates discussing in a low voice.
Some of the chefs who cooked in the cafeteria seemed to have died.
However, the staff in the cafeteria is not few. It is said that those masters who died came back casually on the second day of death.