Chapter 54: A Guide to Ghost School Survival

The cool breeze of the moonlit night blew through Yuan Yuxue's fine black hair, like a final goodbye.

Yuan Yuxue turned around, and there were no ghosts in sight. As far as the eye can see, the hallway is brightly lit, and the sea of fire and the tumbling flames are gone. The building was quiet, with curtains hanging down and incandescent lights faintly glowing. Even if it still seemed a little gloomy, it was far more peaceful than the fire that had broken the corridor before.

It's as if those flames rooted in memory are dreams.

Fang Siwen circled around Yuan Yuxue to make sure that there were no obvious external injuries, before he breathed a sigh of relief, and stared behind him suspiciously by the way, "That, Deng Shushu ......"

Yuan Yuxue paused slightly, "She won't appear again."

It seems that Yuan Yuxue has not been deceived, which is a good thing.

Although it is not obvious, but several other people still showed relieved expressions, if there is still a ghost as a classmate by their side, it will be too much of a test of their acting skills, and for a while, the air is filled with a relaxed atmosphere of "the task is finally completed, fortunately it is safe and sound".

Yuan Yuxue is not a character with a lot of words.

Even when he was court-martialed, facing the felony of betraying humanity and about to be destroyed, Yuan Yuxue remained silent as if she had no verbal function, as if she was born with the ability to justify.

But at this time, Yuan Xuxue suddenly opened his mouth.

"She's not lying."

The others were slightly stunned, and before they could react, they didn't realize who Yuan Yuxue was talking about.

Yuan Yuxue's expression was still calm, and in the cold night, he recounted Deng Shushu's life very clearly, from the time she was alive until she died—of course, the part that made the deal with the copy consciousness was covered, but it was only said that Deng Shushu was difficult to extricate herself, and she was trapped on the day of death, and experienced countless pains of being suffocated by smoke or being burned alive to death.

The only way to be freed from such doom is to have someone take her away from the place where she died. She is close to humans, and she only hopes that through their hands, she can end the nightmare of reincarnation.

Deng Shushu's death is real, and so is her cry for help.

No lies.

Even if Deng Shushu no longer needs it, maybe she doesn't care, Yuan Yuxue also made the final justification for her.

From Yuan Yuxue to Deng Shushu's fact that she had experienced countless deaths like this, the expressions of the others had changed from slight shock to ...... An indescribable expression.

And Xiaoyun was even more stunned, she suddenly remembered that day in the library, the pen taken away by Deng Shushu.

If Deng Shushu was a ghost, how could she not see through the identity of that old man?

She thought that Deng Shushu's impulse had made her escape unexpectedly, and she felt guilty, but she never thought about it...... This may not be an accident.

And when she found out Deng Shushu's ghost identity, the first thing she thought about was not her race, and her heart must be different. A goblin lurks around them with a hidden identity, to harm them, of course.

But if that's the case, how did she and Deng Shushu, who were in a separate group and discovered her "secret", escape unharmed, and even be able to tell the news to others.

Xiaoyun's face was slightly pale, and her feet were a little soft. She lowered her head, turned on the phone, and after unlocking it, the interface was still in the photo album - the death file she had taken. Deng Shushu's voice and smile are in front, and the girl with short hair is wearing a refreshing white shirt and smiling shyly at the camera. Xiaoyun silently brushed her fingertips over her photo, and suddenly whispered, "...... I'm sorry I didn't believe you and couldn't save you. ”

You must have an afterlife and be a happy girl.

Her eyes were slightly red, not noticeable in the night. It's just that Xiaoyun's voice trembled slightly, and she said again softly but firmly, "There is still ...... Thank you. ”

Yuan Dong suddenly remembered the face of Deng Shushu he saw after he fainted when he met the red-clothed teacher.

The vague memories of that time gradually became clearer.

- How did he forget the shock when he raised his head and saw Deng Shushu standing in front of him, fighting with the red-clothed teacher.

At that time, he also cautiously asked if he wanted to help, and Deng Shushu replied fiercely, "Stay away."

Yuan Dong was still immersed in his memory, and when he heard Ji Zhenxing quickly say "thank you", he said that he was too cowardly, and if he had known, he would have gone in with Yuan Yuxue to help.

It turned out that he still remembered. Yuan Dong thought.

Hidden in the depths of the night, there floated a faint black shadow that seemed to be made of smoke.

Jie Zhouyan turned his head slightly, looked at Yuan Yuxue with a little confusion and curiosity, and pressed the position of his chest slightly.

The first time he saw Yuan Yuxue, it wasn't in the narrow hallway of the dormitory.

In fact, the environment in which they first met was much worse than that.

The rotting and smelly corpses of countless ghosts were piled up into a mountain of corpses, and Yuan Yuxue was among them, killing tens of thousands of ghosts with a silver knife, scarlet blood soaked half of his body, but he didn't show any decadence, just standing there, like a killing god representing slaughter.

Blood flowed from his face, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and all that rolled down were beads of blood, like a real weapon born for killing, born for war, and dying for war.

That breath of bloody madness attracted it born in the abyss.

It had been a long time since it had seen such a killing aura to its taste, and it was almost eager to devour it.

But it is precisely because it is too much in line with the heart, so it carefully presses it, waiting for Yuan Yuxue to fully mature - when the killing is carried out to the last moment, when it falls in the ghost tearing, with a slight unwillingness and resentment, it is the most complete and luring its supreme delicacy.

But Yuan Yuxue never fell.

Even if he hit the ground with a knife and stood unsteadily and half-knelt on the ground, his spine was still straight, and he could stop his body from falling.

His head was slightly raised, and overlapping ghosts were reflected in his eyes, obviously his consciousness was not clear enough, but he did not waver or fear at all because of the arrival of death, which was very different from all the delicacies it had been exposed to before, so in confusion, it stopped the riot of those ghosts for a few seconds, wondering what Yuan Yuxue was insisting on-

After the next few seconds, the goblin regained its restraint and reluctantly hibred back. It saw a group of humans running over in a panic, surrounding Yuan Yuxue, crying and calling his name.

By the way, it was also at that time that it learned the name "Yuan Yuxue".

It also heard Yuan Yuxue's response in a state of unconsciousness.

"It's okay."

He comforted the humans.

It's weird.

It's obviously a monster that is naturally suitable for killing, but now it seems that it is to live for "protection".

It had some very strange emotions in its heart, and it hibernated curiously to observe him, because it had never seen such a strange person as Yuan Yuxue. It wasn't until after a brief observation that those humans, including Yuan Yuxue, suddenly disappeared from this space.

It had seen many of these outsiders who had suddenly appeared and disappeared, and it didn't care if they were there.

But at this point, its interest was interrupted.

It was enraged.

The depressed mood that made it particularly unhappy was revealed uncontrollably, and the stinging goblins began to scream and run away, and the eerie ghost filled the entire space. It repelled all foreign objects, crushed and destroyed those foreign consciousnesses, and entered a chaotic, frenzied state of insurrection.

It was also at the turn of the night on that day. It found itself in human form.

A body that can leave this world and find the "mark" it left behind.

Its human form and human name were born from this.

At this time, Jie Zhouyan, who followed Yuan Yuxue and carefully did not let him find out, once again experienced the strange perception of that day.

The chest of his humanoid form continued to feel strange swelling. Let him, who does not have human touch, begin to suspect that this body probably can't carry too much of his consciousness, and is about to disintegrate and collapse.

It seems that he has to find a way to change his body again.

Ring Zhou Yan thought.

Originally, he didn't expect to observe for so long, but now his curiosity about Yuan Yuxue is still strong, and he even has an increasingly fierce posture, and he needs to extend the observation time.

Jie Zhouyan thought and looked at the thing that was gathered in his palm.

It was a few fragments of a shattered electric lamp, occasionally reflecting a bright sheen in the moonlight, like a broken gem. Of course, aside from the advantage of light, this does not match the gem at all, and it is not good-looking at all.

Ring Zhouyan originally wanted to devour it, but somehow kept it.

This is also one of the records of his observations.

With that thought, he put the pieces away.

…

There was not much time left for everyone to be sentimental, and the fake note was only approved until 1 o'clock in the morning, which means that before 1 o'clock, they had to go back to the dormitory and go to bed obediently.

Their bedrooms were not all in the same area, and the little red mansion where Yuan Yuxue and Fang Siwen lived was the farthest. Therefore, a few people didn't stop any longer, and finally took a look at the location of the Xudu Building, and then tacitly divided into several directions and walked towards the dormitory.

There were not even a few street lights along the way, and the campus was very dark, and Fang Siwen could only see the road clearly by the light of his mobile phone.

He and Yuan Yuxue walked on the same road. Probably because of Deng Shushu's incident, or maybe he has experienced too much today and is physically and mentally exhausted, so even Fang Siwen's character kept an unusual quiet, and he didn't say anything along the way.

It's just that they're about to enter the dormitory - according to school rules, although they have the exemption to return late, they still have to be quiet in the middle of the night, and when they get there, they can't talk at all. Fang Siwen suddenly held back a sentence:

"Yuan Yuxue, are you ...... Angry, huh? ”

Yuan Yuxue said, "No." ”

If you are a human who is good at communication, you will definitely ask "Why do you think like this", but unfortunately, according to Yuan Yuxue's character, his answer is obviously accurate enough, but it is more like sulking.

Chapter 55: Ghost School Survival Guide

Fang Siwen kicked the pebbles on the road, and said a little sullenly: "You should be angry, who told us to misunderstand Deng Shushu and you." ”

Yuan Yuxue paused slightly.

"Didn't misunderstand me." He said, "I'm not going to be angry about that."

He's used to it in the past.

Fang Siwen choked slightly, and wanted to say something, but a loud sound of metal collision suddenly sounded, piercing the night, and immediately made both of them look over.

The metallic sound was very abrupt, and it rang loudly in the silent night, like a bell to show the way to the souls of the dead, and suddenly even the temperature around them dropped a lot.

But if you look closely, it turns out that the door outside the dormitory is not locked, and at this time, the iron door is wide open, and the iron chain hanging on the railing somehow slides down, and the strange tremor collides in one place, and there is a loud knocking sound.

In the next second, a withered pale hand reached out and grabbed the chain, stopping the sound.

The man in the black cloak leaned in, covered all his body, except for one eye, and looked through the railing. The white eyeballs are bloodshot, and at first glance they look like a red eyeball floating in the air. After identifying the passer, he asked in a hoarse voice, "The student who returned late?" ”

The two responded.

They've seen a picture of a man on a sign under the dorm building, and that's what their dorm manager is.

"There's a fake note, right? Show me. ”

They had known that the fake note was still useful, but they kept it safe, and the two of them took it out of their pockets and unfolded it for the dormitory manager to see.

The dormitory manager glanced at them, got out of the way, and waved his hand to them to follow: "Don't turn on the mobile phone light after entering the dormitory building, don't talk, and remember to lock the door when you return to the dormitory." ”

"If you come across a cleaner, show him a fake note. Remember, let him see it, and don't worry about anything else. ”

They nodded in agreement. Although he hadn't entered the dormitory building yet, just in case, Fang Siwen had already turned off the flashlight, turned off the mobile phone by the way, and went upstairs by the night.