C97 Night Convulsion

"Of course not, you are unwilling to retire."

Shen Yun said with a smile.

Elder Zhang opened the door and let Chen Yun in. Just as he was about to say something, his expression changed when he saw Chen Yun's face.

"Chen Yun, you!"

Master Zhang's face looked odd. There was a hint of fear on his face, as if he had seen something terrifying.

"Ahh, what's wrong, Master Zhang? Is there something on my face?"

Shen Yun was at a loss as he didn't see anything on his face. Why was Master Zhang looking at me like that?

"Phew, nothing, nothing. Shen Yun, hurry up and enter. Also, do not run around tonight. Remember what I said. Do not run around. Do you hear me?"

Master Zhang said with a serious expression.

This old man had always been kind to everyone and never got angry.

But today, his expression was extremely abnormal.

At this moment, Shen Yun did not know what went wrong. Could it be that he had angered Uncle Zhang?

That's not right.

He didn't say anything. How did he become like this?

"Got it, got it, that, Grandpa, you rest up."

Shen Yun said unhappily, his expression turning ugly.

He was a very proud person to begin with, especially since he was the head of the publicity department.

Being yelled at like that by an old man made him feel uncomfortable.

The two of them remained silent as Shen Yun walked back to the dormitory. Master Zhang did not say anything either.

However, Elder Zhang looked at Shen Yun's back, his eyes revealing a deep sense of fear.

Half an hour later.

Master Zhang locked the door of the guardroom directly. Then, he closed the door of the dormitory and even chained a chain to the door.

After all this, Grandpa Zhang took a deep breath and returned to his guard room.

Three candles were lit, each placed in a different corner of the guardhouse, without turning on the lights in the room.

"Phew, I hope that you can escape this calamity. Shen Yun, oh Shen Yun, do your best."

He just sat there on the bench, not intending to sleep at all. He was prepared to stay awake until daybreak.

The flickering candle flame emanated a faint sense of strangeness.

Master Zhang's mind was in a state of turmoil as he looked around at his surroundings, completely speechless.

"Hualala."

At this moment, a strong gust of wind blew past them, engulfing everything and heading straight for Master Zhang's guardhouse.

"Not good."

Master Zhang screamed and got lost in the wind.

A strong wind blew past, causing all three of the obstructions to be extinguished.

In the darkness, no one knew what had happened. After a few more sounds, there was no one left in the guard room.

The next morning, the school was replaced by a new guard. The whereabouts of Master Zhang was unknown.

This was all a story in the future.

At this time, Shen Yun had already entered the dormitory, the familiar road, the familiar place.

There was no difference along the way.

It was just that the students he met on the way were a little different. They were all like wood and lacked their usual enthusiasm. Even if he greeted them, he wouldn't pay them any heed.

This confused Shen Yun. What happened to everyone here today? Something didn't seem right.

Even the class rep who was always the most talkative, who would wander around the dormitories every night, quieted down.

Shen Yun couldn't figure it out and could only guess that it was almost the end of the term. Everyone wanted to review it now.

He did not think too much about it. That day, Shen Yun fell asleep early.

Ye Zichen didn't know how long he slept for, but his roommates didn't say much either. They were all hiding under the mosquito net, and he didn't know what they were doing, but they were probably already asleep.

"Kacha, kacha."

At three in the morning, the dormitory was in total darkness.

"What are you doing? Ol 'Two, what are you doing?"

The sound of fruit being sliced was heard. Shen Yun was woken up from his sleep by a soft rustling sound.

Shen Yun slept rather softly, and would easily get up if he made even the slightest noise.

Vaguely, through the mosquito net, there was a boy with his back facing Shen Yun. He wore a blue denim jacket and was using a fruit knife to cut the fruit. He looked very serious.

"Second brother?"

Shen Yun called out, but the Second Brother did not pay attention to him.

There were only three people in the shabby dorm: Eldest Brother Ling Tong, Second Brother Jiang Guoxuan, and Third Brother Chen Yun.

They were on good terms with each other, especially Shen Yun and Jiang Guoxuan.

In the past, when Jiang Guoxuan's family had some problems, they needed money. It was Chen Yun who lent him three thousand and solved the urgent matter.

In this regard, Jiang Guoxuan has always been very respectful to Shen Yun.

"Strange, what's going on with Jiang Guoxuan? Boss, are you there?"

Shen Yun wiped his eyes, barely able to muster some energy as he climbed down from the bed.

This side of the bed was one, with the dormitory bed above and the writing desk below.

Jiang Guoxuan still had his back facing Shen Yun. He slowly peeled the apple with a knife and a knife. His peeled movements were very slow, as if he was carving a work of art.

When Shen Yun spoke to him, Jiang Guoxuan did not answer.

After climbing down from the bed, Shen Yun could only look at his eldest brother Ling Tong's bed and gently pat it.

It couldn't be that Jiang Guoxuan had some sort of mental illness, right? He hadn't heard that Jiang Guoxuan had mental illness, or that everything was normal on his checklist. Even his usual psychological check-up had caused him to have the highest points in health.

But today, it was actually Jiang Guoxuan who was in trouble.

"Hello, Boss."

The eldest brother Ling Tong did not move a muscle. The blanket was over his head and the mosquito net was pulled apart by Chen Yun.

"Boss."

With another shout, Ling Tong was no longer able to speak and had no reaction whatsoever as he was wrapped in the blanket.

Chen Yun took a deep breath. 'Oh no, I can't do that. Jiang Guoxuan is sick, and I need someone to negotiate with me. It's not easy to send him to the school hospital or anything.

"Swoosh."

Immediately, Shen Yun grabbed onto the side of the blanket and forcefully lifted it up.

It was still fine if he did not open it, but once he did, Shen Yun was so scared that he let out a loud cry.

Ah!

He saw that there was no Ling Tong under the blanket. It was actually a paper man dressed in colorful clothes.

That paper man was incredibly strange. Just like Ling Tong had when he was sleeping, its back was facing Chen Yun.

What made Shen Yun even more scared was that the paper man was playing with his phone. The paper man's hands were moving around the screen little by little, but it was useless.

He's not human!

There was no use pressing the screen!

"Scram."

The paper man slowly turned its head. One could even see its facial features. The facial features were also made of paper. Its nose was made of black paper, and its mouth was made of red paper.

A scarlet paper tongue stuck out from his mouth as he smiled strangely at Chen Yun.

"Ah!"

Shen Yun immediately turned his head away.

With this turn of his head, an even stranger scene appeared.

"Hehehehehe." Hehehehehehe.

A shrill and terrifying laughter rang out as Jiang Guoxuan turned around.

His eyes were filled with emptiness, and blood was still flowing out of them.

His eyeballs were gone. Jiang Guoxuan's eyeballs had been dug out!