CH 19

【"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! Since when were there ghosts?! Help! A panicking ponytail-haired girl was running through a deserted campus.

Strangely, she was running quickly, but she still couldn't run off of the concrete road in front of the teaching building. Finally, she crouched helplessly and wept.

"Thump!!" Startled at the loud noise that suddenly came from beside her, the girl looked around blankly.

A fragmented female corpse in an outdated school uniform was lying beside her, and red blood stained her soles.

Looking at the female body, the girl was frightened out of her wits, her legs feeling as weak as noodles.

Then, the female corpse's eyes opened and looked directly at the girl crouching next to her.

The girl shrieked, shot up from the ground, and ran full-tilt around the side of the school building.

She ran and ran, not forgetting to look back, as the female corpse crawled towards her with twisted limbs like a spider.

The girl ran even faster in an instant. Even if she was incredibly stupid, she would still know instinctively that nothing good would happen were she to be caught by this female corpse.

She ran unhindered all the way around to the overgrown field behind the teaching building, and turning around, saw that the female corpse was left behind by her and had stopped the chase.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and began to observe the surroundings, for fear that any more ghosts would emerge.

Footsteps came from the other side of the teaching building. The girl was so scared that she quickly covered her mouth, held her breath, and hid in the dense grass.

The footsteps were getting closer, and finally, the footsteps stopped at the grass on the other side.

Through the gap, the girl saw a teenage-looking girl with long black hair leaning down and stroking something in the grass, saying something: "Oh, well ..." . "

"Meow-Meow-~"

It turned out to be a cat.

Is this one a ghost as well? The girl hiding in the tall grass did not dare to relax her vigilance, continuing to observe.

The cat seemed very docile, and the other girl had a good time playing with it.

The girl finally relaxed her vigilance and wanted to stand up and ask the girl for directions.

This must be some naughty kid nearby. She thought so. (Silver: I don’t understand what this situation has to do with a kid, but I didn’t know how to fix the sentence, so I just left it. And this was exactly what MTLNovels had. Sooo…. *shrugs*)

"Hee hee hee--!"

The girl who was hiding screamed, turned away and ran, as the girl across from her did a 180-degree turn in her direction.

It was a bluish-white, expressionless face, and the dark and empty pupil made people feel terrified at first glance.

Looking at the girl's back, the other teenage girl tilted her head and hugged the needles and black string in the waving grasses, as if it was a stuffed cat that had been torn after sewing.

He murmured softly: "Oh, well, no one will bully you ... Let's play a game ~"

The “girl” hugged the cat and left, with a bloodthirsty smile on her face. 】

——From Her Strangeness 2"

Looking at the handsome teenager leaving, Liu Zhuang's eyes were even more filled with astonishment. It was really strange that Zhou Yu looked completely different from the movie and looked so much better.

You know, when the first movie was released, many people became fans of the female ghosts because of their beauty.

The most important reason for this was that the looks of the all the actors in the whole drama, except for those playing female ghosts, were low on the appearance index.

Many people have said that the senior male partner is too flamboyant, but is generally liked by many girls, and once made the entire film into a Shura field, it was forcibly promoting the development of the plot. (Silver: Shura field = battlefield, I think? I looked it up and couldn’t find anything, but I remember hearing something like it before. Don’t trust my judgment.)

If it were changed to the present face, the plot would be much more reasonable.

Liu Zhuang licked his lips lightly, thinking that it was really handsome, handsome and itchy (Silver: ??), and he would consider leaving a whole body for this cannon fodder, after all, that face is still worthy of collection.

Liu Zhuang is a very professional person. Even if he thinks of some terrible things in his heart, his appearance is still serious.

He looked at the situation nearby, it was close to class time, there were no students on campus, the teachers were preparing for class, and everything was ready.

Liu Zhuang smiled and returned to the guard room.

In the room, a long-dead middle-aged man was lying on the table wearing a security uniform, his body facing down, covering his expression of horror before he died.

To outsiders, it looked like he was only sleeping.

"Uncle Zhang, still sleeping? Then I'll go on patrol first!" Liu Zhuang pretended to say a few words and was ready to leave the guard room, taking things such as an amulet, and locked the door to ensure that no one could enter. Only then did the patrol begin.

This group only learned about Feng Xing's death yesterday morning, and they were still a little bit scared for those who spent the night in the guard room yesterday.

In order to spend the remaining two nights smoothly, they discussed how to explore the school during the day, find a hiding place at night, and change the place every day in case the returnees find it.

Although I don't know why the reincarnators have not yet entered this school, this group of experienced reincarnators did not come just to facilitate their dive into the campus and prepare in advance.

Zhou Yu looked at the second and third-year school buildings, frowned, and changed direction as soon as he turned.

That direction was--the first grade teaching building.

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Li Huan got up very early today, and carefully dressed herself in front of the mirror.

Hair **** and tied with a bow. Put on false eyelashes and apply eye shadow. (Silver: the “****” was in the MTL. I’m just assuming it means “brushed”)

I take out lipstick from Aunt Li and gently wipe my lips.

Finally, I put powder on my face.

Li Huan looked at the beautiful and touching self in the mirror and smiled with satisfaction.

Today, I will go to Senior to confess during class, and explain everything to Senior. Senior will definitely agree with me.

Senior will split the **** with me. (Silver: Blame? Bill? I don’t know. Original said “spit the ****”)

That's nice.

Li Huan's eyes were misty, imagining Xue Chang's handsome face giving her a gentle smile, her whole being was intoxicated.

She took everything for granted, as if this senior was already her lover, picked up her bookbag, and left the bedroom.

In the mirror on the dresser, the flesh of the sweet and pretty girl's face began to fall off piece by piece, revealing the blood-red texture of the muscles beneath.

But the girl was still smiling, still smiling.

Downstairs, Li Huan’s mother was holding breakfast on a plate and looked at her daughter in horror, stuttering: "Huanhuan, you? What happened to you, you look sick!"

"Go away! Don't disturb my good mood, I'm feeling very good today! Hmph!" Li Huan, who was affected by the mood as soon as she came down, pushed away the offending woman, and, ignoring the shocked mother who fell to the ground and sprained her waist, walked straight out of the house.

Senior is still waiting for her!

She can't wait.

When she came to school all the way, she didn't notice the strange eyes of passersby and classmates. She just entered the class with a smile and waited for the first class to go to her favorite senior.

Zhou Yu went to Year 1, Class 3’s classroom, and just happened to meet the teacher who was about to start the class.

Zhou Yu smiled apologetically and said in an unquestionable tone: "Teacher, sorry, I have something to say to the students in this class, can I delay your class time?"

The teacher agreed, after all, it was a child of a wealthy businessman. The poor teacher could not afford to offend him, and it was the first class in the morning. Many students were sleeping, and the delay was welcomed.

"Thank you, teacher." Zhou Yu turned and walked into the classroom. There was no smile on his face, and his whole temperament was chilly.

As soon as he entered the classroom, Zhou Yu found that the atmosphere in the class was a bit too lifeless. Each student was pale, their eyes dark, as if they hadn't woken up, but this wasn't his business. The happiness he felt when he saw them...

He stood on the podium and said, "I don't know if you know me."

Some girls answered with tones of recognition and excitement, but Zhou Yu glanced coldly and found that it was not the girls who were always bullying Feng Xing, those girls did not speak, and their faces were still expressionless.

No one in this class was innocent, and he didn't care to show smiles to them.

The girls who were glanced at seemed to understand that Zhou Yu's mood was not right, and then they calmed down.

"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Zhou Yu. I am a third-year student and Feng Xing’s friend.”

The students below started to make a little commotion. After all, Feng Xing just died yesterday. They were not indifferent enough to forget it immediately.

"Senior, I like you!!!" A sharp, nervous voice sounded just as everyone was raising a ruckus.

Everyone turned and started in the direction the voice came from.

A girl with a pale face like a dead man and weird attire stood up, and her bloodshot eyes were dull.

Senior, my senior, we are about to become lovers.

"Are you ... Li Huan?" Zhou Yu looked at the girl's yellow hair and finally recognized the top suspect who killed Feng Xing.

It's only been a night before you made yourself look like a ghost? Is it because of guilt?

If you really feel guilty, you should surrender yourself. Really, when he is a teenage boy who knows nothing, is it easy to flicker? (Silver:??)

Zhou Yu sneered suddenly, and said, "What? Are you dressed like this for sympathy?"

Li Huan's eyes were dull, and she seemed to want to justify something, but she could only make a few vague and broken syllables. She foamed at the mouth, and the whole person was like a lunatic.

Zhou Yu no longer looked at the girl who made him sick, and looked coldly at all the students sitting in their seats, his voice cold: "Yesterday, Feng Xing died. The police told me that she committed suicide, but Feng Xing and I made an appointment to go home with each other after school. "

"So, I don't believe it."

The students below the podium were still unmoved and talked with laughter.

In their opinion, all of this is nothing to do with them. A madwoman died. There is nothing to care about, just a few more jokes in the spare time.

"I know, you are bullying Feng Xing either consciously or unintentionally, none of you are innocent! Who is the real murderer? I think you know, but since you have already refused to confess, you have passed the point that the police can help you, and have come to my turf. To be more precise, I will sue all of you for Feng Xing. If you can’t find the killer, it means that you are all murderers. However, there is still a difference between the principal and the offender. I hope you can think clearly and don’t take any friendships to heart. You’ve been pulled down into the abyss by yourselves, don't think that I can't bring you to justice, this thing is not over! "

Zhou Yu's voice pierced into the hearts of these students, and they suddenly panicked.

They knew that Zhou Yu was a child of a rich man, so naturally there would be some unscrupulous means. It must be easy to get in a few people as he said.

They have never seen such a huge controversy, and being charged with murder, in their eyes was almost equivalent to going to jail. They are still young and don't want to have this case following them all their life.

Riots began in the class, and some of the girls panicked, they turned to Li Huan's direction either intentionally or unintentionally.

The teacher was also a little scared, and came forward to persuade him, "This is not necessary. It is not necessary to make such a big deal.. She's already dead, just let the living people live, they are still young!"

Zhou Yu struggled to suppress the urge to curse, his eyes were red, and he looked at the pious and rude teacher fiercely: "Living? Didn’t Feng Xing want to live? You mean Feng Xing has died in vain? Are you afraid of being bullied by Feng Xing? " (Silver: IDK)

"Don't worry, you won't be left behind!"

Zhou Yu dropped that last word and turned away from the classroom. He really didn't want to be in the same room with this group of people that had no conscience. He was sick to the point of vomiting.

He knew from the police that because there was no monitoring here, there was no evidence with which the police could prove that Feng Xing was murdered. In addition, the students involved in the killing all insisted Feng Xing committed suicide. It was indeed difficult to prosecute them.

So he came here to startle them, to expose their flaws, and on the other hand he couldn't breathe.

Can anyone think of it? These children who are still studying in school will become the devils who regard human life as a dust beneath their feet, which is really heinous and sad. They are indeed children, but what about Feng Xing? She deserved to be killed, and died in her best years?

Thinking of Feng Xing's death, Zhou Yu felt down again, and left the teaching building with heavy steps.

"Senior, senior ..." Li Huan in the classroom wanted to catch up, but her stiff body made her trapped in the desk.

Looking up, Li Huan gave a harsh scream.

All the students looked at her expressionlessly, and their faces were as wan and pale as the dead, and extremely exposing.