Free Web NovelOn the road near University City, Zhang Shan drove Lu Yibei towards Huacheng Institute of Technology.
The journey was silent.
Perhaps feeling the atmosphere was awkwardly silent, Lu Yibei finally couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, why aren't you telling stories this time? Don't you have any new stories recently?"
"..." Zhang Shan held back for a long while, still suppressing his desire to tell stories, and said in a deep voice, "Don't want to tell."
"Uh... is that so?" Lu Yibei was stunned for a moment, then weakly said, "Then how about I tell you one?"
As Lu Yibei finished speaking, Zhang Shan's mouth clearly twitched, and his mood was extremely complicated for a moment.
Should I listen, or not?
If I listen, I can go back and adapt it to tell the listeners, but it might also bring some terrible consequences.
It's so hard to choose!
As Zhang Shan was thinking, through the windshield, he could see that Gate No. 2 of Huacheng Institute of Technology had appeared ahead.
Seeing this, he felt as if granted a general pardon and quickly changed the subject, saying, "We're almost there, let's save the stories for next time!"
Lu Yibei glanced out the window, worried about Professor Ma's safety, and didn't continue speaking. She nodded slightly and said, "Okay, let's talk next time."
"By the way, Uncle, don't stop at Gate No. 2, let's go to Gate No. 4?"
At this time, entering and exiting the school through other gates would inevitably lead to inspections and questioning by the school security. If they also found the kitchen knife hidden on me, things would be difficult.
Going through Gate No. 4 would not only avoid inspections but also be much closer to the Faculty of Arts Experimental Building, saving time. Although there's a possibility of encountering urban legend, it's just a possibility.
Gu Qianqian walked that way so many times and didn't encounter anything, so why would I? Lu Yibei thought.
Hearing Lu Yibei mention Gate No. 4, Uncle Zhang Shan's body stiffened, he slammed on the brakes, his hands gripping the steering wheel trembled uncontrollably, and cold sweat instantly soaked his temples.
Gate No. 4 of Huacheng Institute of Technology?
Isn't that place haunted? How dare she enter the school through that route at this time?
Zhang Shan thought, and glancing back through the rearview mirror, he nearly jumped out of his seat. freewebnσvel.cøm
The back seat was empty, where was the figure of a young girl?
Zhang Shan was terrified and muttered to himself, I wasn't mistaken, she really is a Strange Tale!
As he was thinking, just then, Lu Yibei, who had fallen below the seat, rubbed her forehead, climbed up, expressionless, and said in a resentful tone, "Uncle, what's wrong? I'm in a hurry, don't stop the car!"
"..."
After an awkward silence, Zhang Shan said, "Nothing." He silently started the car and drove towards Gate No. 4 of Huacheng Institute of Technology.
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Special Text Content Research Lab.
In a completely dark bathroom, a strong stench hung in the air, as if several highly decomposed bodies were hidden in unseen places.
"Squeak—squeak squeak—!"
As if sensing something terrible was about to happen, the nocturnal creatures in the darkness stirred restlessly, crawled out from their hiding places, and quickly fled towards the outside of the bathroom.
Professor Ma had been cornered against the wall by the window, his fear constantly intensifying. He felt his legs turn weak and couldn't stand steadily, only able to slowly sit down against the wall.
He had no space to retreat further and could only watch as the outline of that arm in the darkness gradually approached him.
It was as if in the next moment, that foul-smelling, bloody palm would touch his face.
Just at this moment, a furry sensation suddenly came from the back of his hand.
The mouse that ran across Professor Ma's hand seemed to play a malicious prank on him.
The sudden strange sensation made him uncontrollably let out a gasp.
"Ah—!"
After a gasp, the arm that had been searching aimlessly for him instantly locked onto his location, pierced through the darkness, and reached straight towards him.
The strong stench came rushing at him. Although he knew there was no way to retreat, the instinct for survival still drove Professor Ma to try and scramble backward with his hands and feet.
In his panic, his hand pressed against something furry, struggling and wriggling. It seemed to be a mouse. He was slightly stunned, and a wave of nausea rose in his heart.
He was just about to pull his hand back when, at this moment, that arm had reached a distance of less than half a meter from him.
Perhaps because fear had reached its peak and transformed into anger.
Professor Ma's face sank. As if venting his frustration, he grabbed the mouse and threw it towards that pair of arms.
"Squeak—!"
The thrown mouse flew through the air and was instantly gripped tightly in the palm of that arm.
The next moment, a scene that made Professor Ma's emotions collapse appeared before his eyes.
After grabbing the mouse, that arm quickly retreated back into the sink.
In the past, he would never have believed that a mouse significantly larger than his palm could be dragged into an outlet no bigger than an Eyeball.
But now, this absurd and bizarre scene was unfolding before his eyes.
"Squeak—squeak squeak—!"
The mouse shrieked in terror, its body constantly struggling, but it couldn't prevent the tragedy from happening.
In front of the outlet, that arm pulled it down little by little, inch by inch, like a venomous snake devouring its prey.
Finally, accompanied by a piercing scream, it was forcibly dragged into the dark sewer.
Although the mouse dragged into the sewer was completely squeezed into a pulp, it did not die immediately. Its screams could still be heard descending along the sewer pipe.
Getting farther and farther away, it continued for a while before completely disappearing.
Professor Ma stared intently at the sink that had brought him immense fear, ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ was stunned for a long while, then scrambled to his feet and ran towards the outside of the bathroom.
Just then, like an illusion, the sound of a heavy object being dragged came from outside the door, intermittent, as if not wanting to be discovered.
When Professor Ma's hand gripped the bathroom doorknob, attempting to push the door open and escape this cursed place, he was horrified to find that the door was propped shut from the outside with something heavy.
Professor Ma was slightly startled. Thinking of the faint sound of a heavy object being dragged just now, he instantly felt a chill run down his spine.
Was it the person hidden in the research lab?
He used something to prop the bathroom door shut!?
The divination result of the copper coin was still as accurate as ever.
The bathroom space is only this small. He will be caught by those arms sooner or later.
Leaving the bathroom, he would have to face the person hidden in the research lab.
Whether advancing or retreating, it was extremely dangerous.
Professor Ma's emotions finally collapsed at this moment. He started banging on the door forcefully. He looked back at the outlet and found that water was starting to bubble up there again with gurgling sounds.
"Help, someone!! Someone! Help!" His voice was hoarse. The water from the outlet increased, overflowing from the sink, accumulating a thin layer at his feet.
Suddenly.
"Splash—!" Water splashed by his feet. A pale arm reached out from beneath the thin layer of water and tightly grabbed Professor Ma's ankle.
He struggled desperately, but felt the arm was like an iron pillar, completely impossible to resist. freёwebnovel.com
At this moment, the scene of the mouse being dragged into the sewer flashed in his mind, and his face turned ashen.
He felt that he would soon be dragged into the dark sewer to keep the mouse company, and like that mouse, influenced by the power of urban legend, he would not die immediately but would be tormented for a good while in that extremely cramped, dark, and damp place before dying.
Thinking of this, his eyes became dull, as if he had fallen into a strange mental state. He stopped struggling and just lay stiffly on the ground, allowing the arm to drag him across the wet floor towards the sink.
"Clink—!" In the darkness, a crisp sound rang out.
The moment Professor Ma fell, the copper coin in his coat pocket slipped out, fell to the ground, rolled a short distance, and stopped in front of him.
After hearing the sound of the copper coin falling, he weakly opened his eyes and took a look, then saw the front side of the copper coin.
That's right, the front side, this time I'm definitely dead.
Looking at the copper coin, Professor Ma let out a mournful sigh in his heart, then slowly closed his eyes.
In the complete darkness, before his eyes, he seemed to see his wife, with whom he had been together for decades, respecting each other like guests, and loving each other as if newlywed.
He... missed her nagging a bit...
...
"Clink—!"
The crisp sound of the copper coin rang out again by his ear. Professor Ma slightly furrowed his brow but did not open his eyes.
"Clink—clink—clink—!"
The sound of the copper coin rang out repeatedly by his ear, seeming to carry a sense of urgency. Professor Ma finally couldn't help but open his eyes and look at the copper coin again, then his expression changed instantly.
He saw that in the darkness, the ancient, polished copper coin, as if being flicked by a pair of invisible hands, kept bouncing on the ground.
Every time it bounced up, it would tumble exactly three times in mid-air, then land showing the reverse pattern.
Staring at the copper coin for two seconds, Professor Ma suddenly realized something. His mouth twitched, and he finally couldn't help but curse out loud.
"Son of a gun! Can't you just get it right the first time?"
Professor Ma suddenly felt that he now had a new understanding of the word 'change of fortune'.
The hope of survival was reignited. Seeing himself getting closer and closer to the sink, Professor Ma endured the pain all over his body, gritted his teeth, struggled to grab the door frame of the toilet stall, and scrambled up from the ground. He braced one foot against the wall and shouted for help.
"Help! Help!"
"I'm in the bathroom! Someone, quickly!"
"Help... huh?"
Professor Ma shouted a few times, then suddenly felt the dragging force of the arm behind him lessen significantly. He tried to struggle, and the arm suddenly let go. He stumbled and fell to the ground, then immediately heard the sound of rummaging coming from outside the door.
The next moment, the bathroom door opened, and accompanied by a rush of heat, a small figure rushed in.
"Professor, are you alright? I'm here to save you!" Lu Yibei shouted.
Professor Ma, "..."
Looking at Lu Yibei, who was covering her eyes with one hand as if afraid of seeing something terrifying, and wildly swinging a kitchen knife with the other, Professor Ma felt a chill run through his body and couldn't help but shrink back.
I'm fine for now, but if you chop me with that knife, then I might not be. Professor Ma thought.
