Chapter 47 Since we're already here.
Just then, He Jinzhao and Song Shiyi ran into the classroom. He quickly closed the door and turned to shout at the two of them, "Come and help!"
The security guard who appeared at the beginning had somehow followed behind them, holding an electric baton, and was pounding on the door repeatedly, making it bang loudly.
Si Yue and Xie Lin immediately stepped forward to block the door.
"Don't let me catch you again!"
After a dozen seconds, he finally dragged his heavy steps away.
Si Yue asked curiously, "What exactly did you experience outside?"
"It looks so exciting."
Song Shiyi, breathing heavily, leaned against the door, finally able to relax a bit.
For some reason, a secret excitement arose within her, a mixture of fear and exhilaration.
In the dim light, her eyes were big and bright, clearly showing she was having a great time.
He Jinzhao briefly explained the situation to the two of them, then looked at the podium and frowned slightly.
"She's gone?"
Si Yue was taken aback for a moment, then nodded after realizing who he was asking, saying, "She disappeared after you left."
Xie Lin seemed to have gotten used to the atmosphere. He pondered and said, "So, this lesson plan is meant for us to see, right?"
The group huddled together, using the dim light to look at the folder in He Jinzhao's hand.
Five minutes later.
"This should be the main storyline."
Bullying is an inevitable part of school life. The story is quite cliché, and it's set in an elite private school.
Xiaoling, a girl, became the target of bullying by rich kids because of her ordinary appearance and poor family background.
They wouldn't let her attend classes and made her do all sorts of chores all day long, which the teachers ignored.
Ultimately, overwhelmed by the burden, Xiaoling jumped off the building and committed suicide, transforming into a vengeful ghost to take revenge on everyone, slaughtering everyone in the entire school building.
And these four were the culprits who bullied Xiaoling back then, and now they have been brought back to the point where she was killed.
The only way to survive is to find a way to escape the female ghost's pursuit and break free.
"Wow, this concept is so cool!"
Si Yue was eager to try, but Xie Lin looked completely opposed.
"Let's go to the teaching building."
The so-called teaching building is actually just the room next door.
There was a combination lock hanging on the door, which obviously required decryption to enter.
These kinds of puzzles are a piece of cake for the four top students.
In just a few minutes, the lock clicked open.
He Jinzhao walked at the front and carefully pushed open the door.
Only one white candle was lit inside the room, its flame flickering and casting the shadows of the four people into varying lengths.
The group walked in slowly, looked around, and found nothing unusual.
Song Shiyi walked to the table, his gaze falling on the paper, pen, and a yellowed sheet of paper on it. He quickly waved to the three of them.
"This seems to be some kind of game."
Si Yue leaned closer to take a look and gasped, "Hiss...isn't this a Ouija board?"
"...Summoning a spirit in this environment?"
Can I refuse?
He Jinzhao glanced at the rules description on the side and shrugged. "Unfortunately, you need at least four people to participate."
Xie Lin: "..."
Let me die, right now.
Song Shiyi had heard of this folk horror game before, and he figured there would be another round of friendly interaction later.
She took her seat first and began to ponder the rules.
Seeing this, He Jinzhao and Si Yue didn't hesitate and sat down one after the other.
Xie Lin was left standing there blankly to the side.
"...Don't you all need to prepare yourselves mentally?"
He glanced at Song Shiyi, who had sat down first, and hesitated before speaking.
She looks like a delicate girl, how come she's so bold?
He Jinzhao smiled slightly and comforted her, "It's alright, you'll die sooner or later anyway."
"Besides, it's all fake. Just remember that the spirit in the Ouija board is just like us, a human being."
Xie Lin: "..."
Of course he knows.
But he couldn't control himself.
He hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
He stopped speaking, yet still desired to.
After hesitating for three seconds, he finally sat down.
To paraphrase a saying that has been passed down through the ages by the Chinese people.
Since we're already here...
The four people sat in the four cardinal directions (east, south, west, and north), exchanged glances, and nodded.
"Let's begin."
Several people put their hands together, held the pen in the center, and chanted the incantation in unison.
"Ouija board spirit, Ouija board spirit, you are my past life, I am your present life."
"If you wish to continue our connection, please draw a circle on the paper."
The incantation was repeated three times, and a chilling wind suddenly swept by, extinguishing the candle with a "poof," plunging the room into complete darkness.
The four of them still gripped their pens tightly, not letting go.
The rules say to wait a moment.
What are we waiting for?
Nobody knows.
But even a fool would know it's not a good thing.
Song Shiyi was sitting facing the door. She looked behind Xie Lin and her expression changed.
The light was too dim for Xie Lin to see her expression, but he knew that the other three had all turned their heads at the same time, their gazes seemingly fixed on his back.
Si Yue whispered in his ear, "There's a girl with long hair in a red dress behind you."
"...You didn't actually have to say it."
It would have been better if he hadn't known; now that he does, he can't control his imagination at all.
He Jinzhao glanced at a corner of the room and said calmly, "More than that."
Song Shiyi followed his gaze and realized that someone was standing there motionless.
"Holy crap! Two female ghosts, why aren't we running away?"
Two seconds later, she suddenly widened her eyes, looking completely incredulous.
"Huh? Wait a minute, why are these two ghosts fighting?"
"They're not actually working together?"
He Jinchao was the first to release his grip on the pen, and the others followed suit and withdrew their hands.
He naturally took Song Shiyi's hand, glanced at the two fighting back and forth in the corridor, and said in a low voice, "Let's go!"
Si Yue looked completely bewildered. "Huh? Go...go where?"
Xie Lin suddenly seemed to have a flash of inspiration. He glanced at the lights that had come on across the street, grabbed her hand, and followed behind the two people in front of him, not forgetting to tease her.
"You're so stupid."
Si Yue didn't notice his actions and retorted defiantly, "You're the stupid one!"
Xie Lin snorted but said nothing.
The group arrived at the door, looked at the key that was locked in front of them, and fell into deep thought.
"No, where are we supposed to find the key? There's no clue about it."
Xie Lin glanced at them casually to the side, and his pupils dilated in shock.
"She eliminated the Ouija board spirit!"
"We need to find the key quickly and hide inside."
Song Shiyi figured it out.
It turns out that the reason they were made to play the spirit-summoning game was to summon another vengeful ghost to save them.
Xiao Ling wanted to kill them, but two tigers cannot share one mountain, so she decided to fight fire with fire.
However, Xiaoling is still better.
After they successfully summoned the spirit of the Ouija board, the key should have appeared, probably in that room.
While she was pondering, He Jinzhao had already begun to act.
"What the heck? Where did you get the key?"
"A cabinet door just opened under my feet, and I grabbed it without thinking."
"You're the most reliable one."
Song Shiyi nodded, offering plenty of emotional value.
He Jinzhao coughed and said, "Keep it low-key."
Xie Lin had been watching the situation closely, and seeing that they were still chatting, he was speechless.
"Brothers and sisters, can you please be mindful of the situation? Can we go inside and talk?"
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