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◎On the eve of graduation, the spider smiles◎
Before graduation, Mu Heqing made a decision as she left the principal's office.
She found the deception.
Hua Zha sat in the classroom, still wearing those white gloves, his hands folded as he sat in the last row.
Thirteen Middle School is no ordinary school. It is more like a school left in the shadow of time. Unlike the classrooms in Mu and Qing's past, it is not neat, not bright, and does not look like a place of study. It is more like a cage, a cage that keeps all the guys locked up here.
"He Qing, looking for me?" Hua asked slyly.
Mu Heqing asked him, "Do you still stand by what you said before?"
Hua Zha nodded and said, "Of course, I'll play any game you want."
Thinking about what she was about to say, Mu Heqing swallowed hard, her voice carrying an almost imperceptible despair.
"What if this game would kill all the students?"
Hua Zha laughed, "A battle royale game, huh? Interesting. The principal keeps us locked up here, not letting us fight. I'm tired of this kind of life too. But, Qing, you might die in it too. Aren't you afraid?"
Mu Heqing was certainly afraid, but she was also fed up with being afraid.
"Then let's see who wins."
Hua Zha took off his gloves and stretched out his palm, saying, "I'll be watching."
Mu Heqing placed her hand on Huazha's hand, and for some reason, she also laughed.
She thought she was going crazy too, that she couldn't be a normal person anymore.
She couldn't remember who died first; it could have been a classmate she didn't know, or it could have been someone she knew well, but she clearly remembered how each classmate died.
With Hua Zha's involvement, overnight, the entire No. 13 Middle School knew about the battle royale game. Not a single guy felt afraid; they all enjoyed it.
In addition, due to the agreement between Mu and Qing and Bao Yan, Bao Yan disposed of Yu Hai first.
An innumerable number of crows hovered over the cooled, emaciated corpse of Yu Hai, whose lifeless eyes were stained with blood. Behind Yu Hai, the Nightmare laughed maniacally, feeling an unparalleled sense of exhilaration at finally being able to kill.
"He Qing, He Qing, who's next?" Bao Yan lifted Mu He Qing up, his handsome face filled with bloodthirsty killing intent.
Mu and Qing asked, "Which one do you want?"
The Nightmare chose Li Shi, and surrounded by Deception and the Nightmare, Li Shi was unable to win.
He sat on the table, his eyes lowered, showing no sign of fear of death.
"He Qing, who do you think will win?"
Bright red blood seeped from the corner of Li Shi's mouth. He lowered his wrist as always, and before Mu Heqing could answer, he closed his eyes.
A strange gray mass lodged in Mu Heqing's heart, growing larger and larger until it almost burst her.
"Ah...ah..." Mu and Qing whispered when they couldn't see anyone else.
During that period, corpses of all kinds could be seen everywhere in No. 13 Middle School. One second, all sorts of guys would be smiling in front of her, and the next second they would be lying on the ground.
"He Qing, I will miss you."
Sifei left her last words and collapsed in her studio, strange colors shimmering on her body, blending into the paintings.
Then came the deception.
The process was not easy, but the result was a failed deception.
His glamorous clothes were covered in tears. He squatted down, looking up and suddenly asked, "He Qing, did you have fun?"
"What?" Mu Heqing took a step back.
"Hahaha, I'm so happy! This is truly the best performance before graduation!" Hua Zha laughed loudly, then collapsed onto the muddy ground with a smile.
happy?
How could I possibly be happy?
Mu Heqing looked down at her hands. She was unhappy; she was on the verge of a breakdown.
Inside the dimly lit No. 13 Middle School, the setting sun hung high in the sky. Bao Yan had just finished dealing with the commotion. He was shirtless and had his arms outstretched, wanting to hug Mu and Qing.
"He Qing, we won! We won this game!"
The Nightmare's hand, stained with warm blood, reached for Mu Heqing's face, but what he received was a spider silk that shimmered with silver light. The tough spider silk transformed into a tough dagger, piercing his heart in an instant.
His smile froze on his face.
Mu Heqing gripped the spider silk dagger in both hands, breathing heavily. Her words were incoherent and broken: "No... no, I won, I won."
The Nightmare softened its body, showing a hint of helplessness.
"You should be happy to win, He Qing."
He ignored the dagger in his heart, stroked Mu Heqing's cheek with his thumb, and whispered, "Heqing, congratulations, you won."
"Bang--"
Even the strongest Nightmare has fallen.
"Ah, ah! Ah!" Mu Heqing wanted to scream to the sky, but the sound was stuck in her throat, and she could only let out a few sobs.
She did it, she did it, nothing, nothing will bother her anymore.
Yes, she should be happy, she should laugh!
But she was unable to speak.
…………
In Huacheng, where a torrential downpour was falling, Mu and Qing's home was also located.
Once you enter No. 13 Middle School, you can't get out.
Mu and Qing, who re-entered No. 13 Middle School, brought the rain from Huacheng with them.
The place she hated, loathed, fled from, and feared was also experiencing a torrential downpour, just like Hwaseong.
Mu Heqing stood like a wooden stake in front of the rusty iron gate of No. 13 Middle School, letting the torrential rain soak her.
Along with her came her out-of-control classmates. A monster was about to touch Mu and Qing when a flash of silver light appeared in the downpour, and the monster was disintegrated by the silver threads.
A person stood behind the iron gate, holding an umbrella.
He waved to Mu and Qing, his thin, sickly face carrying an air of longing for their reunion.
"Why are you getting soaked in the rain, child?"
Mu and Qing approached the person, soaked to the bone, and remained silent.
"Come inside and take shelter from the rain. You'll catch a cold if you stay in the rain like this," the person said, frowning with concern.
"Did you start the riots?" Her voice was hoarse from being in the rain for so long.
"Come in and I'll tell you something. First, open the door."
"You can't open this door? Oh, they locked you in here." Mu and Qing glanced to the right side of the iron door, where there was a handle.
"Yes, Qing, the riots won't end until you open the door. Come in quickly."
Mu Heqing no longer hesitated. She pulled the handle, and the iron gate made an old, creaking sound as the gate of No. 13 Middle School was opened again.
She stepped under the man's umbrella and asked, "Now, can we stop the riots? Principal Fa Jiuyi?"
…………
The wood crackled and popped in the warm fireplace. Mu Heqing had changed into clean clothes and sat quietly by the fireplace to dry off the moisture from her body.
"Don't worry, He Qing, the riot has been cancelled." Fa Jiuyi was drying Mu He Qing's hair, his movements were careful and attentive.
"It really was you."
"Right, otherwise, how could you have come to save me? Those kids were really awful, actually teaming up to lock me up. They're probably angry with me. Well, they must be unhappy that only I knew where you were all these years." Fa Jiuyi rambled on and on.
Mu Heqing was in his dean's office at that moment. Her expression shifted slightly as she noticed a photograph on his desk.
The photo is large, and appears to be a group photo of many people.
"Heqing, are you looking at this?" Fa Jiuyi finished drying her hair, picked up the photo, and placed it in Mu Heqing's hand.
Mu Heqing's fingers trembled; this was her graduation photo.
"Do you remember when this photo was taken?" Fa Jiu asked.
Mu Heqing certainly remembered it; it was unforgettable for her.
The day after she killed the Nightmare, as she was about to leave No. 13 Middle School, the principal called her back.
He said, "He Qing, you've been here so long, aren't you going to leave a memento?"
Mu and Qing certainly didn't want to commemorate the occasion, but a lot of guys kept walking into the square of No. 13 Middle School. They were all smiling, like ordinary students who were about to graduate.
They were all killed just yesterday.
"He Qing."
"He Qing."
"He Qing!"
They passed by Mu and Qing one by one, calling out her name eagerly.
That's enough, stop calling her name.
"Hey Qing, look at the camera." Someone said.
The moment Mu Heqing looked at the camera the principal had set up, a "click" sounded, and the photo was taken.
After that, all the classmates standing next to her disappeared. Later, the principal told her that these classmates had only appeared to see her.
It was at that moment that Mu and Qing realized they were unkillable.
Mu Heqing reacted as if she had been burned, throwing the photo aside; she didn't want to look at it anymore.
"What's going on with the riots?" she changed the subject.
The principal picked up the photo she had thrown on the ground and asked, "Do you want to see Him?"
"who?"
"The root of everything."
source?
Mu and Qing nodded.
The principal told Mu and Qing to follow him. They walked out of the dean's office, and it had stopped raining at No. 13 Middle School.
The damp smell filled my nostrils. The No. 13 Middle School, washed by the rain, was still dilapidated. Dozens of classrooms were arranged haphazardly next to the square, as if a few rooms had been randomly placed on an empty flat ground.
Fa Jiu led Mu and Qing away from the classroom. The surrounding vegetation grew thicker and the humidity increased.
Mu and Qing knew where they were going; she had once wandered into this place by mistake, and it was Aqifa who led her out.
The deeper you go, the more plants there are, and they are all strange plants that you have never seen in real life. Some of them are even alive and make a "rustling" sound.
Fa Jiuyi continued walking in, while Mu and Qing hesitated but remained silent until the principal suddenly stopped and stood beside a tree of unknown species.
His sickly, thin face was also tinged with a ghostly aura.
"He Qing, this is the place."
"What is it?"
"You've seen it."
“Last time, I didn’t get here.”
“It was before.” Fa Jiuyi explained patiently, then beckoned to Mu and Qing, “Stay close to me, He Qing.”
Fa Jiu pushed aside the branches blocking their way and walked forward with Mu and Qing. After walking for about five minutes, Mu and Qing noticed that the smell in the air had changed. It was no longer the dampness of the previous day, but rather the smell of blood.
She looked down, and the ground beneath her feet turned reddish-brown, her retina appearing as if filtered through a dark red lens.
The dark red color falling on Fa Jiu Yi's silver-white hair also gave her a somewhat demonic aura.
As Mu and Qing followed the principal forward, the strange plants around them decreased significantly, and only a huge tree came into view.
No, it can't be called a tree. This plant has no trunk, only branches and leaves. Starting from a single point, it spreads and extends towards the sky and the earth, taking root. Sensing someone entering, the branches with huge leaves suddenly spread out towards Mu and Qing.
The moment it unfolded, everything that Mu and Qing had thought were leaves cracked open, revealing eyeballs inside – countless eyeballs staring intently at Mu and Qing.
Mu and Qing were startled.
“Good, Qing, don’t be afraid, you’ve seen Him before,” Fa Jiuyi gently comforted her.
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