Free Web NovelCloud Meng suddenly woke up after sleeping for an unknown amount of time, a cool breeze, as if it had penetrated deep into her bones, blew over her.
Opening her eyes, she found herself lying on the cold floor. Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she sat up and saw the scene before her. She was stunned, and a chill went straight up her spine to the top of her head.
Where are the people? They... how did they all disappear?
A foul-smelling Cold Wind drifted through the empty corridor. Pharaoh, who should have been beside her, and Liang Yue, who was sitting opposite her, were both gone.
The door to the room where Brazil War God was located was tightly shut. She didn't know the situation inside, and she didn't dare to check.
Surrounded by darkness, her emotions gradually became panicked, and she quickly picked up the flashlight beside her.
"Click—click—!"
She pressed the switch several times in a row, but the flashlight didn't turn on; it seemed to be broken.
Don't be afraid, maybe they just went to the restroom? Cloud Meng told herself this in her heart, trying to force herself to calm down, but her hands couldn't stop trembling.
Just then, the door to the vent room at the end of the corridor suddenly opened, and a rustling sound of footsteps came from inside. The footsteps became clearer as they approached from a distance.
Several blurry figures gradually outlined their shapes in the darkness.
"Dear? Is that you?" Cloud Meng asked in a low voice, and then saw the figures quicken their pace and move towards her.
They walked strangely, stumbling as if their bones were broken all over, looking like they could fall at any moment.
Fear grew in Cloud Meng's heart. As the figures got closer and she saw what they looked like, her mind immediately felt like it had short-circuited, buzzing.
Their slightly bloated humanoid bodies were covered in grayish-white soft skin, and faces were painted on the outside by someone, with eyes, noses, and strange smiling faces.
The puppets were already close at hand. Cloud Meng didn't have time to think much, turned around, and ran towards the other end of the corridor.
These puppets really had a problem!
Were they attacked by these puppets?
What should I do?
In her panic, Cloud Meng's thoughts were like a tangled ball of thread, unclear.
"Bang—bang—bang—!"
The moment Cloud Meng turned and ran, the doors of the vent rooms behind her were roughly pushed open, hitting the wall with a dull thud.
The next moment, sounds of tearing fabric came. She looked back and saw a terrifying scene.
The limbs of those puppets were torn open at the ends, and rotten hands and feet protruded from the moldy cotton wadding. They leaned forward, running on all fours, their speed astonishing.
The distance between her and the puppets was shortening at a visible rate.
"Ah—!" Unprecedented fear made Cloud Meng burst into a breakdown scream. Tears uncontrollably welled up in her eyes, ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ and her vision was blurred.
Soon, she ran through the corridor and reached the stairwell. A sliver of remaining rationality made her pause briefly at the stairwell.
After seeing that the stairwell leading to the third floor was also piled high with puppets, her pupils contracted, and she turned and ran towards the stairs leading to the rooftop. Soon, darkness swallowed her figure.
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In the art supplies classroom.
Lu Yibei stood with her arms crossed, looking at Du Sixian who was gradually waking up in the storage cabinet. She tilted her head and asked, "Awake? What were you thinking? You encountered a urban legend and still drilled into the cabinet?"
"Uh..." Realizing that she had escaped a disaster, Du Sixian was stunned for a moment, and then weakly replied, "Encountering a urban legend and hiding in a closet, isn't that standard procedure?"
"..."
Lu Yibei thought for a moment and immediately understood where Du Sixian had learned this strange knowledge. She rubbed her forehead, was silent for a while, and sighed, "Ah, you learned this from horror games, didn't you?"
"Uh, yes." Du Sixian said, stunned.
Lu Yibei, "..." Seeking realism in games, is there something wrong with her brain?
While Lu Yibei was silent, Du Sixian noticed the scattered paper scraps on the floor of the art supplies classroom and the large pits on the ground made by the mingwang statue, feeling a burst of surprise.
"That urban legend just now... was killed by you? How did you do it?"
Didn't they say that humans can't defeat urban legend? Du Sixian thought.
"Uh..." Facing Du Sixian's question, Lu Yibei didn't know how to answer for a moment.
I also don't know how I killed it! I smashed it for a long time just now, and it was like it had invincibility enabled, couldn't die. Then I lost my mind for a moment, and it was gone.
How should I explain this situation to her? The urban legend' cheat expired, it didn't have time to renew, I seized the opportunity, rushed in, and it died?
Wouldn't that be too uncool?
Lu Yibei thought, glancing at the scattered paper scraps on the ground. Then, with her hands behind her back, she looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, as if reminiscing about something, and said lightly, "That was a terrible battle. The strength of that urban legend... was not bad..."
Anyway, the deceased is very stable now. It should be fine to brag about it a little. Lu Yibei thought.
Du Sixian looked at that small figure and suddenly felt that her image had become tall, her eyes full of adoring little stars.
She is indeed super strong! As expected of the humanoid thigh I'm eyeing! Du Sixian thought.
While Du Sixian was thinking, Lu Yibei had already paced to the window where the two of them climbed in, and pointed to the empty campus outside.
"I heard some unusual noises just now. Maybe your companions are in trouble. Let's go out first, and then..."
"And then go save them?" Du Sixian eagerly interrupted.
Lu Yibei, "..." Save my ass! God knows what they encountered. What if it's a vicious and extremely troublesome urban legend?
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At a time like this, shouldn't you be thinking about leaving this haunted place?
Although Lu Yibei entered Shihekou Middle School following the girl who was entangled with the urban legend, she didn't see her trace after entering the school.
But now she has gotten what she wanted and just wants to rush back as soon as possible and ask the guys in the apartment about the correct way to devour the core of the urban legend' body.
"You are indeed an Expert. As expected, you have a compassionate heart. Shall we set off to save them now?"
"I..." Lu Yibei opened her mouth. I don't want to go!
"Oh, by the way, the situation was urgent just now, and I didn't have time to tell you. The price of the equipment we discussed before is all void! I don't want any of it. Just consider it a gift to you. We must maintain a good relationship and cooperate more in the future!"
"Uh, this... it would be impolite to refuse!" Lu Yibei waved her hand and said, "For people in our line of work, eliminating demons and guarding the Tao, and saving people from distress, is our inherent duty. How can I possibly..."
Seeing Du Sixian frown and open her mouth to say something, Lu Yibei quickly changed the subject and said before her, "But if you insist on giving it to me, I can only accept it. No need to say more! Shall we go over and take a look first before making plans?"
Are you stupid? Want to change your mind and not let me freeload? I'm telling you, it's impossible.
Actually, it's fine to go and take a look. If we really encounter any danger, at most I'll make up another excuse and take her to escape. Lu Yibei thought.
An Expert is an Expert. As expected, they regard money as dirt. I originally thought it was because I gave too little that she refused, and I was still thinking about what else to give her! Du Sixian thought.
While Du Sixian was thinking, she stood up from the storage cabinet, and a yellowed pink envelope was brought up by her, falling to the ground with a light sound.
"Plop—!"
Lu Yibei's attention was attracted by the light sound. She walked over and picked up the envelope, examined it for a while, and found a line of delicate small characters on the back of the envelope.
【To Zhao Ke. By your loyal slave, Lin Yiqi】
Huh? What is this? Lu Yibei frowned. Wasn't Lin Yiqi the slut in Zhao Ke's diary who made him play in front of her husband? How did she suddenly become his slave?
What can you say about this? Your circle is really messed up? My pure little boy's worldview is going to be ruined by you guys, you bastards!
Seeing Lu Yibei staring at the envelope in a daze, Du Sixian came closer and looked at the envelope in her hand, saying, "Oh? I didn't expect it to be a love letter? A youthful romance in high school? How interesting."
Lu Yibei glanced at Du Sixian, her face expressionless, and said, "Take another good look at the signature?"
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What kind of scene haven't I seen? (×)
I really haven't seen this scene. (√)
Even in a romantic relationship, calling oneself a "slave" is a bit psychologically problematic. Thinking carefully about the hidden plot, this is not only not innocent, but even a little suggestive.
Thinking, Du Sixian asked in a low voice, "Do you want to open it and see? Although I know it's not good to privately open other people's letters, but..."
Before Du Sixian could finish speaking, Lu Yibei nodded and said, "Then let's take a look..."
After reading Zhao Ke's diary, I am actually quite curious about what happened in this school that caused it to be sealed off.
Looking at this "love letter" that cannot be called a love letter, maybe I can enter that strange state again and see some special scenes? Lu Yibei thought.
The envelope had already been opened. Lu Yibei turned it around and gently shook it, and a letter paper fell into her palm.
Unfolding the letter paper, the content written by Lin Yiqi was displayed before her eyes.
【I'm sorry, it's my fault, it's all my fault, please forgive me? This school is full of monsters, only you are different, I can't live without you. I will be obedient, I will listen to everything you say!
If you are willing to forgive me, come find me in the vent room after evening self-study tonight. I will wait for you there.
If you don't come, I will wait there forever.】
The content of the love letter ended abruptly here. Lu Yibei's eyes didn't feel hot, and she didn't see any special scenes.
This ability is really unstable. When I want to see it, it just doesn't let me see it. Lu Yibei complained in her heart, turned around, and looked at Du Sixian.
"There's a vent room in this school? Do you know where it is?"
Vent rooms are quite common in universities, but this was the first time she heard that high schools also had them.
"I don't know." Du Sixian shook her head. "But Pharaoh, uh, the organizer of our activity this time, he seems to have a map of this school. If we can find him, we will know where the vent room is."
Lu Yibei, "..." But I don't really want to find him! I want to go back. If I continue to explore, wouldn't I get deeper and deeper?
What excuse can I make to both trick this Miss into letting me freeload and leave here quickly? Lu Yibei thought.
