Purgatory Artist
Chapter 315: Bloody Hand

Chapter 315 - Bloody Hand

Liu Ping quickly walked to the window.

Looking over, it was a huge bronze pillar. It stood at the end of the sky, emitting a green fog, making it impossible to see what was on the pillar.

"It actually appeared in the real world ..."

Liu Ping muttered.

There was a commotion in the classroom.

"Liu Ping, how can you attack your classmates!"

A teacher reprimanded him.

Liu Ping turned his head and said, "What happened just now, please ask the students and you will know the truth."

The teachers looked at each other, then looked at Zhao Xiao and the few boys who were trapped in the ice cage.

Feeling guilty, the boys stammered and couldn't say anything.

A teacher waved his hand gently and said, "Come, class monitor, you tell them. Don't lie and don't hide anything. Otherwise, we have ways to find out the truth."

The class monitor was a girl at level 45. She was a Spiritualist and seemed to be trusted by the teachers.

She wasn't afraid of Zhao Xiao, so she told him everything that happened just now in detail.

The teachers' eyes became complicated.

"Zhao Xiao, you guys go to the office and wait."

The boys went out.

The head teacher patted Liu Ping's shoulder and smiled. "You can defeat so many people by yourself. Looks like you are quite smart."

Another teacher said, "Yes, if you have any questions in the future, come to us. Don't be afraid."

The teachers stared at Liu Ping with burning eyes, as if they were looking at a piece of shiny gold.

"Understood, I will."

Liu Ping smiled and replied, trying his best to look like a good student.

He looked back at the bronze pillar in the sky outside the window.

He did not know if it was an illusion or something, but he felt that the bronze pillar seemed to be approaching the school.

The pillar can move?

Liu Ping felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.

He thought about it carefully, but he did not know where the chill came from.

Liu Ping answered a few more questions and suddenly said, "Teacher, I have been sick for a long time and have been staying in a sealed ward. So, please explain to me."

He looked at the huge bronze pillar and felt that it was getting closer. He pointed at the bronze pillar and said,

"Teacher, what is the situation?"

The teachers cast their gazes outside the window before retracting them and looking at each other.

One of the teachers suddenly had a look of realization.

He said, "Oh, that. That's the new arena that the school is building. You'll be able to use it soon."

The other teachers nodded in unison.

Another teacher whispered, "So the place he was referring to is the Martial Arts Stage ..."

Liu Ping's hand that was pointing out of the window froze.

Martial arts stage?

He was clearly pointing at the bronze pillar!

He looked out the window again.

The bronze pillar appeared outside the classroom window, about seven to eight meters away from Liu Ping.

It's coming!

It was right in front of him!

The ominous feeling in Liu Ping's heart grew stronger and stronger. He could not help but turn around and say, "Teacher ..."

The homeroom teacher looked at him and said gently, "You seem to have something that's hard to say. It's okay, just say it. I'm your strong backing."

After saying that, the teacher waved his hand lightly.

A magic barrier then appeared, enveloping the teachers and Liu Ping.

The homeroom teacher spoke again.

"Now, the other students can't hear our conversation. If you have something to say, just say it."

Liu Ping could not help but look out of the window again.

Unbeknownst to him, the bronze pillar was already stuck to the window outside the classroom.

A strange sound came from the pillar that was shrouded in clouds.

Liu Ping broke out in cold sweat and looked at the teachers in front of him again.

They all looked at Liu Ping with concern on their faces. However, they ignored the bronze pillar.

In the blink of an eye, Liu Ping suddenly understood something.

They could not see it!

They could not see the bronze pillar!!!

A hand suddenly reached out from the pillar that was shrouded in clouds.

This hand was a strange gray color. The fingers were stained with blood that kept dripping down.

The bloody hand was imprinted on the window. With a slight movement, it flew through the window and into the classroom.

It was more than five meters long. The deeper parts were hidden in the bronze pillar that was shrouded in fog. It was impossible to see who had such a terrifying hand.

Liu Ping held it in and finally managed to control his desire to draw his sword.

He looked at the teachers, only to see that they were ignoring the long bloody hand.

They really could not see it.

At this moment, Liu Ping suddenly thought of another thing.

When he first arrived in the real world, the existence that was attached to the bespectacled teacher once said,

"They came too quickly because I'm not very good at acting and deceiving them."

Acting.

Deceiving.

I can't be discovered by them!

Liu Ping forced himself to smile and said, "Actually, it's because there's no one in my family, so I'm having some financial difficulties. I want to ask if the school has a part-time job."

"Oh, I see." The teachers suddenly realized.

No wonder he looked like he wanted to say something but stopped.

Well, for a fifteen-year-old boy, taking the initiative to bring up such a topic would be somewhat embarrassing.

"No problem, I'll ask for you later." The homeroom teacher said.

A sinister laugh came from the misty fog.

The bloody hand rested on the homeroom teacher's shoulder and gently touched his face.

The homeroom teacher's face was suddenly covered with blood.

However, he did not know anything. He just touched Liu Ping's head and said,

"Not only is there a part-time job, there's also a poverty subsidy. I can ask for you."

At this moment, the bell rang.

The teachers left the classroom.

Liu Ping calmed himself down and sat down in his seat. He flipped open a science textbook and slowly read it.

The bloody hand moved slowly on the wall, dragging a long trail of blood.

It wandered around the classroom as if it was looking for something.

Liu Ping focused on his textbook.

When the teacher arrived, he listened attentively to the lecture.

It was as if nothing had happened.

The bloody hand flew back and forth. Sometimes, it stretched out in front of a student and turned into a sharp bloody claw, as if it was going to pierce the student's head. Sometimes, it covered the student's mouth or did all kinds of strange things.

Unfortunately, no one could see it except Liu Ping.

It searched for a while and finally came in front of Liu Ping. It gently wiped the blood on Liu Ping's face.

Liu Ping could feel the cold touch and smell the stench of rotting blood. His heart was filled with the warning of death.

However, he listened attentively and occasionally took some notes.

Time became extremely long.

A few minutes later.

The bloody hand finally slid past his neck and patted the back of a student in front of him.

That student did not notice.

The bloody hand slid forward and patted the back of the student in the third row.

It was still not noticed.

The bloody hand slid forward like a snake and patted the back of the students one by one.

Suddenly.

When a student was patted, he turned his head inexplicably and glanced at the student behind him.

"What are you doing?" He whispered.

"What? I didn't call you? "The student behind him said inexplicably.

"If you didn't call me, then why are you patting me?" The student glared at him and turned his head back angrily.

The bloody hand suddenly stopped.

It opened its bloody fingers and gently lifted the student by the back of his neck.

A blurry shadow of a human was pulled out by it.

As soon as the figure appeared, it didn't seem to have reacted at first. It looked around and even let out a soft cry.

No one could hear it.

Only then did the shadow realize that it was being lifted in the air by a strange long hand.

The shadow struggled frantically.

But it was useless.

The bloody hand grabbed the shadow tightly and quickly retracted back to the bronze pillar that was filled with fog.

Time passed slowly.

The bell rang.

The extremely long class ended. The teacher took the teaching materials and left.

The bronze pillar outside the window stood still.

Liu Ping looked down at the homework assigned by the teacher and began to write.

The other students began to talk, eat, and walk around.

The student whose shadow was grabbed by the bloody hand sat in his seat and stared blankly at the blackboard, his body motionless.

Liu Ping put the homework on the table and said to his deskmate, "How long is the class break?"

"Ten minutes." The deskmate was a girl who smiled at him.

"Okay, looks like I can go out for a walk." Liu Ping said.

"I can bring you around the campus during the physical education class." His deskmate said shyly.

"Thank you in advance." Liu Ping said.

He was about to get up and leave the classroom when the class monitor shouted at the door, "Liu Ping, the teacher wants you to go."

Liu Ping asked, "What's the matter?"

"It seems to be about the work-study program." The class monitor said.

"Okay, I'm coming."

Liu Ping got up and walked out of the classroom. He walked along the long corridor towards the teacher's office.

He did not walk far.

Suddenly, a terrified scream came from the classroom behind him.

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