Horror Classroom Section 12

After an unknown amount of time, Han Qianqian passed by two or three more times.

But she didn't come in. I could feel the girl struggling.

I said in a low voice, "Do you want to die? If we're discovered, it's a dead end."

The girl stopped struggling. She pushed my hand away and gasped, "Stop covering my mouth, I can barely breathe."

"She hasn't left yet, she's still in this teaching building," I said.

Just then, footsteps suddenly sounded, growing closer and closer.

I froze for a moment, roughly covered the girl's mouth again, and then my gaze shifted to what was in front of me. Through the gaps in the cabinet, I could see she had arrived.

Still that icy, dead face, still those light, floating footsteps.

At this moment, the time to decide our fate had come. My whole body trembled, and I lowered my head, not daring to say a word.

The girl in my arms also stopped moving. I could feel her fear. I could also feel her helplessness.

But there was nothing I could do. In front of the school uniform girl, I was just as humble as she was.

The school uniform girl stopped in front of the cabinet. At this moment, if she just opened the cabinet, it would be over. Everything would be over!

I closed my eyes slightly, waiting for fate's judgment.

But just then, a voice suddenly sounded from outside. The middle-aged uncle shouted, "Get out here, I'm not afraid of you. I'm telling you, I'm fully prepared this time!"

Han Qianqian's arm movement paused. Soon, her figure flashed, and she was gone.

She left quickly this time, without looking back.

After a long while, I released my arm and started trembling all over. Cold sweat streamed down my body.

The girl, her face full of pain, hit me with her hand and then said, "I almost couldn't breathe. That really scared me to death just now."

"Fortunately, he was here. Otherwise, we would have been finished." I said with relief, a hint of powerlessness surfacing in my heart.

Every time I encountered Han Qianqian, the only thing I could do was hide. In front of her, I was utterly powerless to resist.

Just as we left the cabinet, gasping for breath, the girl suddenly pointed at the window and shouted, "Look quickly!"

I looked over, and my face instantly stiffened. On the sports field, the middle-aged man was confronting Han Qianqian. His face was full of arrogance, like a warrior daring to draw his sword.

At this moment, I was filled with admiration. No matter what, this middle-aged man was truly formidable. He actually wanted to deal with Han Qianqian.

"I'm telling you, I'm not afraid of you!" the middle-aged man shouted at Han Qianqian, cursing loudly. His eyes were filled with anger.

His voice echoed throughout the entire school, audible even in the surrounding teaching buildings.

"Ever since I escaped from you last time, I specially got a talisman. I'm also carrying black dog blood with me. I just hoped that the next time I met you, I would teach you a harsh lesson."

"Since I've met you today, I'm going to kill you right now!"

After speaking, he roared and took off his clothes. Around his neck hung several talismans and Buddha statues. And in his hand, at some unknown time, a bamboo tube had appeared.

A great battle was about to break out. At this moment, my eyes watched excitedly.

If the middle-aged man could really take down Han Qianqian, that would be wonderful.

Chapter 7 Mysterious Coffin

Seeing this, the girl exclaimed, "That's right, how could I not have thought of that? Since Han Qianqian is a fierce ghost, it's actually not difficult for us to deal with her. We can just use traditional methods like black dog blood."

"I hope so. I think things aren't that simple." I looked into the distance, my heart filled with immense tension.

The middle-aged man provocatively challenged Han Qianqian. Han Qianqian stood not far from him, seemingly afraid of him, not daring to approach.

"Haha, you look good, but unfortunately, you're already dead." The middle-aged man held the bamboo tube in his hand, his voice arrogant. "Don't think I'm afraid of you. You're just a ghost, I can handle you."

"I have the purest black dog blood here. I killed the dog myself. With this, it's simply a piece of cake to destroy you."

Han Qianqian silently watched him, her eyes filled with coldness and ferocity. But she didn't make a move, just watched silently.

"Haha, are you scared now? It's too late." The middle-aged man roared, and the bamboo tube in his hand was opened. Then, blood was directly splashed towards Han Qianqian.

Han Qianqian was splashed directly. Her body and face were dyed blood red.

This made her look like an evil spirit from hell, and even her delicate face became ferocious.

The middle-aged man laughed wildly, his eyes filled with triumph. "How do you like the taste of black dog blood? This is a powerful weapon against ghosts."

However, Han Qianqian glanced at him and slowly walked towards him.

The middle-aged man was slightly stunned, a hint of panic appearing in his eyes. But he quickly took out another bamboo tube and splashed more black dog blood. The blood continuously fell on Han Qianqian.

Horror Classroom Chapter 7

Han Qianqian didn't dodge at all, letting the black dog blood fall on her. Besides adding a bit of blood to her, it didn't show any sign of pain. She looked at the middle-aged man blankly, her hand slowly raising a dagger.

"This is impossible!" The middle-aged man's expression changed instantly. He quickly came to his senses and cursed, "There's something wrong with that black dog blood. It might have been dyed. It's not black dog blood at all, you damn swindler!"

He took a step back, but quickly took out another bamboo tube. His face showed disdain. "Even without black dog blood, I have a way to deal with you. This is my three-year-old son's virgin boy's urine. It's absolutely effective."

"Now I'll kill you!" After saying that, he waved it madly, picking up the bamboo tube and continuously splashing it towards Han Qianqian.

The virgin boy's urine fell on Han Qianqian. Han Qianqian looked somewhat disheveled, a blood-red color appearing on her face, making her look like a ferocious Asura. At this moment, her eyes had become incredibly fierce.

He gripped the dagger and thrust it directly through. The middle-aged man couldn't dodge in time, and his arm was pierced through.