After school in the afternoon, Xue Ru and I had a meal in the restaurant. In the evening, Fu Ling brought the key.

Although I don't know exactly how she got the key to the archives. But now I seem to have no choice. I took Xue Ru, and we walked carefully to the archives.

The sky gradually became darker, and there was no sound in the whole corridor. I took Xue Ru with me. Holding a flashlight in his hand. Quietly came to the archives. The archives room is the most secret corridor on the first floor. There are no classrooms around here. I feel a little scared at the moment.

"Maybe we should go back." Xue Ru said with some fear.

"Anyway, go in and have a look. Maybe you can find the truth." I said that and walked in directly, but Xue Ru had no choice but to walk in with me. Take out the key and gently open the door of the archives.

The whole archives is like the gate of hell. I put the key in and gently opened it. The whole archives opened the door to me. Somehow, I suddenly felt an unprecedented chill.

It was as if I had opened a forbidden door when I opened the door of the archives. I suddenly feel very unwell. But I soon recovered.

The whole archives room is narrow and dusty. It can be seen that no one has been here for a long time. The whole archives room is only 45 square meters. There are bookshelves all around. The bookshelves are full of kraft paper bags. These are the information of the school.

Including the materials of various teachers, there are more than 20 bookshelves together. I nervously picked up the flashlight and began to patrol.

I looked at the bookshelves, and there were labels on them. Among them are the honors the school has won before, and some other things. There are a lot of them. I have been looking for them for a long time, but I haven't found them.

"By the way, go and have a look at graduation photo. Maybe we can find something." I had a flash of inspiration and thought of the distorted graduation photos at home. I opened our school's graduation photo in a hurry.

In the middle of the bookshelf, I finally found school's graduation photo. This is the graduation photo of each class.. I flipped gently.

With the help of the light of the flashlight, I quickly found it. Although the archives is very safe, I dare not stay at all. As long as I can find what I want, I will leave immediately.

What happened 20 years ago? If I can know, maybe I can know the truth. But after looking around, I found it embarrassing. There are no graduation photos twenty years ago.

Nothing was recorded twenty years ago. This is not surprising. If you want to hide it. It's impossible to leave any records. Thinking of this, I look a little pale.

Although there is no graduation photo 20 years ago, there is a graduation photo 10 years ago. In the graduation photo ten years ago, I finally found a difference. Yes, the strange pale face is the same as the picture in my room.

In the class ten years ago, I checked ten consecutive photos and found that, more or less, there were several pale faces in these graduation photos. These faces are twisted and strange one by one. And with a sad smile.

It seemed that these students had died, but they appeared in the class, and the people around them didn't seem to notice. There are oneortwo in almost every class. Among them, there are more than ten classes in five classes.

This makes me feel cold behind my back. Will the curse have already begun. Since ten years ago? Will the curse have already begun when we entered this school in the first year of high school?

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No, impossible. My conjecture is absolutely wrong. Thinking of this, I hurried to continue my search. And Xue Ru's voice trembled and said, "we'd better leave quickly. It's so gloomy here."

"Don't worry, I'm here. Don't be afraid." As I spoke, I quickly searched for the surrounding documents. Among the kraft paper, I found the graduation photos from ten years ago to now.

In every graduation photo, there will be several pale people. There are almost every class, at least one, but the most is always class five.

I searched the photos continuously, and each photo had oneortwo gloomy faces, and each of these students had different shapes. But they were all pale, with a strange smile on their faces, looking at me for a while.

What happened before class five? Why are there so many people? Looking at more than half of the pale people in the photo, there are a few people with normal faces. My heart sank into meditation.

It seems that the curse is not only class five, but also other classes. But the level is not as much as class five. Can it be spread out from class 5?

At this time, my eyes froze. In my hand, suddenly a photo appeared. The time shown in this photo is exactly five years ago.

This is a horrible graduation photo. In this graduation photo, both teachers and students are pale. Even the headmaster in the middle also has a strange smile. Their clothes are also gray.

The whole scene is very scary, but in this scary picture, I found something unusual. Yes, the only living person in the middle. This is a beautiful girl. She stands in the middle and smiles. There were strange smiling faces all around her. Only her skin color is the most normal. The whole class is full of dead people, both the head teacher and the principal. Only she stands out from the crowd.

"The only survivor?" I looked at the picture and trembled. Look at this picture. My expression solidified. It seems that things are far from as simple as I imagined.

Just then, I suddenly found a letter falling from graduation photo. This letter looks very shabby. It was written in pen. The handwriting is very neat. I can't help reading it.

The light of the flashlight was very weak, shining on the yellow paper. This makes me very uncomfortable. This letter is very strange and the content is confusing.

When you open this letter.

I'm afraid you're in a crisis. You must remember the following words. Never forget.

In fact, the truth is not terrible.

In fact, what is really terrible is the people's heart.

There is no truth in this house.

Because there is nothing in the room, I'll tell you where the truth is next. I buried it under the tallest pine tree in the school.

There is grass under the pine tree.

This kind of grass is called ghost sharp grass.

I glanced at the letter in my hand, and then looked back indifferently. The voice disdained, "What kind of shit is this?" But after reading it, I didn't even have time to look at the photos. Directly put the photo on the bookshelf, turned around and pulled Xue Ru, and ran out of the archives room, even without enough time to hang the door lock.

"What's the matter? With such great strength, you hurt me." Xue Ru said discontentedly.

"Shut up and run!" I shouted in a low voice, pulling Xue Ru almost crazy to leave. I just pretended everything. After reading that letter, I immediately understood. The intention of the person who wrote this letter.

This letter is not telling me where the truth is buried. In this letter, strange rhetoric and continuous repetition are used to remind me. This letter starts with the first word on the first line and the second word on the second line. The third line, the third word, is arranged consecutively. It formed a sentence that made my hair stand on end: there are ghosts in the room! Run!

This is the intention of the person who wrote this letter. It reminds me that there are ghosts in this archives. No wonder I always feel chilly behind my back. It turns out that someone has been peeping at me.

But just as I was pulling Xue Ru out of the corridor, I suddenly found that the whole corridor seemed to be infinitely elongated. We can't get out of this corridor at all.

Experienced the disaster of the girls' dormitory. Ghost maze is nothing to me.

I've noticed something wrong. I've felt the nuances of our bodies. So I took Xue Ru and walked back quickly. Sure enough, the corridor was close at hand.

In ghost maze, the most important thing to remember is to lose your way. I don't look at the road at all. But go directly according to my feelings.

"Hey, hey, it's really good." Just then, a creepy voice rang out in my ear. Then we found that the surrounding environment changed. We went back to the corridor again. And in front of us. A broken body is looking at us with a cruel smile.

This is a broken body, and his skin is extremely pale. Holding a rusty kitchen knife in his hand. The kitchen knife was stained with blood. His body was thin and his clothes were broken. His legs are limping. Just stand in front of us. His bald head is constantly flowing with blood.

Xue Ru could not help but scream. Looking at the thin ghost in front of me, I calmed down at the moment. I know that a new round of life and death crisis is about to begin.