Chapter 50 Chapter 50 Li Yian closed his eyes tightly,...

Li Yian closed his eyes tightly, his consciousness in a mess.

In the darkness, she gradually heard laughter all around her, as if they were discussing something. Her brain was like a rusty gear, unable to turn, unable to think, and unable to use her hearing to listen to what they were discussing.

She felt her body unable to move, her hands held down by something, unable to lift them. Gentle gusts of warm air blew against her neck, as if someone was leaning in close, their breath fuming against her neck.

"Li Yian, wake up quickly, the teacher is here..." Li Yian, who was lying on the table to catch up on his sleep, was constantly pushed on the arm by his deskmate.

The restraints that had held him immobile were suddenly released. Li Yian, startled awake, jumped up and instinctively reached for his waist. After a moment's searching, he realized it was empty. He exclaimed, "Where's my sword?"

In the quiet classroom, the students burst into laughter at Li Yian's antics. A middle-aged male teacher stood at the podium, frowning at Li Yian. "Student, please sit down. Don't disturb the other students."

Li Yian looked around in shock and confusion. His mind raced through countless thoughts before finally settling on himself. Only then did he realize he was standing in the classroom abruptly, being stared at by everyone. His face suddenly flushed and he quickly sat down.

Her deskmate came over to her and asked in a low voice, somewhat anxiously, "What's wrong with you? Did you encounter it again?"

"It? Who is it?" Li Yian frowned tightly, looking at the familiar-looking person in front of him. He couldn't tell who he was or what time it was.

Seeing Li Yian staring at her in a trance, her deskmate was silent for a moment, then helped Li Yian get her book, turned the pages for her, and whispered, "Let's go to class first."

Li Yian pursed her lips and whispered to her deskmate, "Okay." She was alert to her surroundings and the deskmate sitting next to her, and felt that this situation was very strange.

Li Yian's mind was in turmoil, her mind still replaying the two strange-looking women. Was she having a long dream, or was everything just an illusion created by evil?

She found that this classroom was her high school classroom, her classmates were her high school classmates, and her deskmate was also a classmate she knew... But she vaguely remembered that she had graduated for a long time and had lost contact with these classmates for a long time. But now she was here. What was going on?

Li Yian looked down at her book and saw the words she had written on it. Although the content of the words was unfamiliar, it was indeed her handwriting.

She stretched out her hand and looked at her fingers. There was no scar on them. She put her fingers to her mouth and bit them hard. After tasting the salty and fishy blood in her mouth, she silently shook the blood off her fingers under the table.

There was no change in the surrounding environment, which made Li Yian wonder, was everything she experienced really just a dream?

The pain in her finger made Li Yian gasp. In her dream, she was a powerful warrior, unafraid of pain. But in reality, her finger was bitten, and she covered her hand with pain.

She hurriedly lowered her head and searched for tissues in the backpack hanging behind the chair. When she touched her cell phone, her hand paused.

She hurriedly grabbed her phone, unlocked it quickly, and looked through the novel she had read recently - a gay novel about Mu Yang, Li Xuan, and the High Priest, but she could not find any trace of this novel.

Li Yian was lost in thought throughout the 45-minute class, which lasted neither too long nor too short. When the bell rang, his deskmate looked around and, seeing no one was paying attention, whispered, "Did you see that ghost on the mountain?"

"Ghost?" Li Yian was stunned.

After her deskmate mentioned this incident, Li Yian's mind was opened to a new and unfamiliar memory. She had gone hiking with her classmates a few days ago, got lost, and then it rained heavily, and then she saw something very strange.

At that time, she happened to climb to the top of the mountain and looked at the scorching sun in the sky. Before she could take off her sunglasses, dark clouds suddenly gathered and heavy rain began to fall.

She quickly opened her umbrella and ran to a nearby pavilion to take shelter from the rain. Li Yian saw someone there singing a shadow play. The delicate human silhouettes were manipulated by artists behind a white curtain, and to the accompaniment of musical instruments, they performed on stage the joys and sorrows of life.

Because of the rain, there were very few people on the mountain. There was only one spectator in the corner. She was wearing some ancient clothes, had long hair like a waterfall, and had a slender figure. She looked like a young girl. Because the girl had her back to her, Li Yian could not see her appearance clearly.

While hiding from the rain, Li Yian watched the shadow play on stage and felt a little uneasy. Why was it so strange to see a shadow play being performed in the mountains on a rainy day?

The girl was concentrating on watching the show and didn't even look up at her.

When the shadow play ended, the rain stopped. Li Yian picked up her umbrella and was about to leave when she heard someone talking in her ear.

At that time, in the pavilion, the shadow play had already ended. The artisans behind the white curtains had not come out, and the scene after the curtain call remained. The girl who had been watching the play intently walked behind the white curtain after the opera ended. Li Yian was the only one standing in the pavilion. It was so quiet that only the sound of raindrops could be heard.

But Li Yian just heard a man talking in his ear. Although he was startled, Li Yian still wondered if he had heard it wrong.

Li Yian thought about it and paid no attention to it. When the rain stopped, she stood up and walked out of the pavilion, holding her umbrella and slowly walked down the mountain. But she hadn't walked far when the man's voice began to murmur in her ears again.

The language that seemed like that of a demon from another world made it impossible for her to understand.

A ghost dressed in white and with pale skin suddenly appeared out of nowhere, grabbing Li Yian's shoulders with both hands, with long hair loose. Its empty eyes stared at Li Yian and it spoke softly in a language that Li Yian could not understand.

Li Yian's scalp exploded, his face turned pale with fright, and his heart seemed to jump into his throat.

She glanced around quickly; there was no one. There had been a pavilion not far from her, with a shadow play stage and a girl watching. But now, looking back, the pavilion was still there, but the shadow play stage and the girl were gone. The entire mountain was deserted, save for a ghost floating beside her.

Li Yian also forgot how she came back from the mountain. Anyway, from then on, the ghost always followed her.

Thinking of this, Li Yian hurried to the window, opened the curtains, and looked at the playground outside the window. She saw a white shadow standing under the tree, looking up at her.

Li Yian's heart sank, and her hand gripping the curtain trembled slightly. Her deskmate handed her a stone and said, "Yian, this is the peace stone I prayed for you. If you hold this stone, it won't be able to get close to you. You must ignore it and pretend you don't see it, otherwise the consequences will be terrible."

“What is it?”

"It is said that it is a play spirit. It died an unpleasant death in the play, so it turned into a wronged spirit and wanted to find a scapegoat to die in its place in the play."

Li Yian's eyes widened. Her deskmate's words seemed to align with the long dream she'd been having. She had almost forgotten the dream, but she vaguely remembered being drawn into the play by a spirit.

After hearing what her deskmate said, her heart rose to her throat and she held the stone tightly.

After her deskmate gave her the stone, he left quickly.

As the sun sets, Li Yian walks slowly home with her backpack on her back. She can always feel that the wronged spirit is following her, walking slowly and at a certain distance from her.