Everyone’s eyes were on Yang Jian.
Seeing him dial the phone, then a ringtone ringing in the school, they only thought he was just acting weird. But before they could ask questions, they saw him hung up the phone in a hurry, like he was shocked.
"Yang Jian, what, what's going on."
Zhang Wei shook together with Yang Jian, seeing that he was also scared; "Don't scare me, we’re all counting on you, I feel very insecure when you’re like this, just smile man and show that kind of knowing smile when you’re watching porn, it’ll make me a bit more confident."
Yang Jian's calmness, and how he led everyone out of the ghost’s domain, gave everyone the hope to keep living.
Showing such a fearful expression, had everyone panicking.
Yang Jian's complexion didn’t settle for more than a second, his face was particularly grim. But just before he could speak, Zhou Zheng's satellite positioning mobile phone received a call, a generic ringtone was being played.
He glanced at it, and his pupils immediately resembled a pinhole.
The caller on the phone was 138.......
The mobile phone number that raiden_karmapa left in the forum.
He was calling back.
“Sure enough... this is a trap, a terrifying trap." Yang Jian gritted his teeth, he couldn’t tell whether he was feeling anger or fear.
“Beep beep beep, beep beep beep... “
The cell phone was ringing constantly, but he didn’t choose to answer.
Because he knew that the person who made this call could not possibly be a living person. God knows what will happen after he answers the call.
Fortunately, the phone's settings still worked, and the ringtone died down after a while.
If he ignores the call, the call will stop after a while.
His cell phone didn’t receive any more calls.
"Ding-ding-ding, ding-ding-ding..."
"I love you, I love you, just like a mouse loves rice..."
"The cool moonlight misses you as a river..."
However, other classmates' cell phones all rang one after another, their various ringtones reverberated in the open field.
Everyone took out their mobile phones, showing that the caller ID was all 138...
"Y-Yang Jian, look."
Wang Shanshan, Miao Xiaoshan, Zhao Lei and the others took out their cellphones to show him the ID number, their eyes showed fear.
"Don't answer it." Yang Jian said with a particularly solemn expression.
The others nodded, and they all knew that there’s something weird about this phone call, it should not be answered.
Zhang Wei wasn;t holding a mobile phone. He lent his mobile phone to Yang Jian before. He looked at the screens of these people's mobile phones and shivered. "M-Motherfucker, is all from the same number... this guy’s phone is so awesome, it’s dialing more than a dozen calls at the same time, it's definitely haunted."
"Mine isn’t from 138, it’s showing Teacher Wang's phone number." A classmate named Qian Manhao reflexively answered the call.
"Qian Wanhao, are you crazy or did you have a brain seizure?" Zhao Lei next to him almost yelled out in shock, "We’ve told you not to answer."
"What are you freaking out about, this is Teacher Wang's number." Qian Manhao said: "Maybe Teacher Wang is here to save us."
"Hang up now."
Yang Jian's eyes widened as he rushed over, trying to take the phone and hang up the call.
Teacher Wang called?
That’s even more terrifying. Teacher Wang was the first person to disappear in the ghost’s realm. And right now everyone else who disappeared is dead, how could he be alive?
As expected.
The only thing that could be heard from Qian Wang Hao's cell phone was a buzzing noise, Teacher Wang didn't speak.
But then the sound that made Yang Jian feel genuine terror reached his ears.
"Knock, knock-knock..." Door knocking came from the other end of the phone.
The sound was the exact same as the one they heard come from the outside of the classroom.
Heavy, depressing, it weighed down on your chest, making breathing a difficult task..
It was only now did Qian Manhao realized how serious it was, his face paled in fright, and he hurriedly threw the phone away with his shaking hands.
The phone fell on the ground and the screen cracked, but the call was still connected, he hadn’t hung up yet.
"Knock, knock-knock..." The eerie door knocks came out of the speaker again.
"Knock, knock-knock."
Yang Jian dashed over and picked up Qian Wang Hao's cell phone as quickly as possible, turning it off.
"Qian Wanhao, you fucking retard, if you want to die, go kill yourself, don't kill us too."
Zhao Lei grabbed him by the collar and shouted angrily, but his anger couldn't mask the fear in his eyes. Although he wasn;t sure what would happen after the call was answered, he was sure that it was definitely not a good thing. .
"Fuck, do not be afraid of a god like enemy, but fear a pig like teammate. That phrase is correct. At critical moments, there are always a few retards who will courageously stand up and throw their lives away, not only will they kill themselves, they will also get others killed too. Qian Wanhao, you’re too good for us. You fucking touched me so much I want to kill someone now. After nine years of compulsory education, I’m still not as great as you."
Zhang Wei said: "Is the old man outside the classroom your grandpa? If you love him so much, why don’t you go ask him to let us go?"
"I-I really didn't mean it. The name was clearly from the teacher. If it was someone else calling, I definitely wouldn’t have answered." Qian Hao Hao wiped his tears as he cried like a child.
"So you answered it because it was from the teacher? If the teacher asks you to die, why don't you kill yourself." Zhao Lei was so close to hitting him.
"Enough, calm down you guys, now's not the time to be arguing, this matter is also part of my fault, I should have reminded you guys before." Yang Jian walked over and said: "Furthermore, can you survive by quarreling and having infights? Just take a look at the situation now."
Everyone went silent immediately.
"Yang Jian, what will happen now that he answered the call?" Miao Xiaoshan asked nervously.
Yang Jian said, "What else can happen? Soon Qian Manhao’s grandpa will come have a chat with us."
"What!"
Everyone widened their eyes, petrified with fear.
Yes, that old man will definitely come to us.
The door knocking from the phone has a terrifying function, that is to lead the old man to you.
As for the result, it is obvious.
And...
Yang Jian squeezed the phone in his hand till his knuckles went white, he remembered the post by raiden_karmapa on the forum.
"It’s a trap, the entire story on the forum is a trap. When raiden_karamapa was at home, he encountered the old man knocking on his door. Judging from the situation in the classroom before, when the old man knocked on the first door someone had already died... and there are two doors in raiden_karamapa’s house. The first is his front door, and the second is his bedroom door."
"In other words, raiden_karamapa was home alone, so he was already dead when there was a knock on his front door. He could not have posted the story on the forum afterwards, the phone number and audio file he left behind could not have been made by him. There is only one thing that could have done these things."
"A ghost~!"
Yang Jian took a few deep breaths.
That’s right
The story in the beginning of the post from raiden_karamapa, a living person was posting, but he was already dead by the end, the thing that continued posting was... a ghost.
In order to prove this conjecture, he opened the forum of the story again, and then scrolled to the end.
As expected.
His guess was right. There are many typos in the last few replies on the forum of this story, completely different from the previous posts by raiden_karamapa. In addition, there is a half-hour interval between these posts.
This... this is a curse spread by ghost.
Everyone who hears the door knocking will be visited by the old man.
Based on this logic, it could confirm everything happened before.
"On the Internet, on your phone, when you hear door knocking, you will be visited by the old man, just like being marked with an invisible coordinate. If I hear the door knocking in person, I’ll die instantly... But didn’t the old man show up when I played the audio file in the toilet before?"
There was sweat covering Yang Jian's face, he was in deep thought.
He is trying to figure out the rules behind the old man’s actions and the method it kills with.
All, in order to live