The white-faced man next to him opened the locker with the key on his number tag and left a note in the locker room.

From Ajin's perspective, he couldn't see clearly what was written on it, but he could clearly see that the other person's expression changed from confusion to horror.

There was also a man from an island country, in whose locker appeared a wormwood man and a five-inch nail. There was a blank piece of white paper stuck on the wormwood man's face.

Ajin saw that it was a cursed doll.

There are shrines of all sizes on the island that sell curse services to help the gods curse others. Ajin has always felt that this is mainly for psychological comfort.

But no one would question whether the cursed dolls in ghost stories are effective.

There was a note next to the doll, and Ajin saw it clearly this time.

It says:

[You are lucky, this is a cursed doll...

It can curse anyone once, and it now belongs to you.]

Seeing this, the island man was overjoyed. He didn't care whether it was true or not. He glanced around, hid the doll on his body and hurried away.

"Brother, do you want to go out?"

A familiar voice sounded behind Ajin. He turned around and saw Yangcun Yizhihua standing next to the locker with a number tag on her wrist.

Ajin has not yet explicitly agreed to cooperate with the other party.

In the strange stories about the unpredictable human heart, he only believed in Jiang Ji and Ying Huai.

Yangcun Yizhihua raised her chin and looked behind her. "The man just received a curse letter, which said that he must deliver the letter to six people within seven days, otherwise he would be found by the ghost and chopped into countless pieces."

He looked around and lowered his voice: "By the way, did anything strange happen in your dormitory yesterday? One of my roommates died."

Both the male and female dormitories are four-person rooms. Ajin is the only freshman in his dormitory, and the other three are senior students. It's weird.

The most beautiful girl in Yangcun lives with a foreign freshman.

"How did he die?" Ajin asked.

"Hi, he's from the Yinbang class. He was cleaning the bathroom area yesterday. He probably saw something dirty in the bathroom. When he came back, I called him but he didn't respond. He went straight to the bathroom and hasn't come out since.

When I went in to see him later, his skin was all scalded and his flesh was all white, but the key point was that he didn’t even scream.”

Yangcun Yizhihua was still frightened: "My two roommates didn't come back yesterday, and I was the only one with the corpse. I was scared to death.

This morning I heard from the life department teacher that the two seniors who shared a dormitory with me violated school rules yesterday and have been dedicated to the school.

They also said that I might be reassigned to another dormitory.”

There has been a reduction in the number of people in the dormitories these past few nights.

Ajin thought that there was a senior student in their dormitory who did not come back last night. He might have been caught violating the rules by the discipline committee and executed on the spot.

There are many rules in the dormitory, and the weird night life begins once the lights are turned off. Every time Ajin goes to bed, he lets the three plastic surgery ghosts out for some exercise.

One was lying under the bed, one was at the head of the bed, and the other was at the foot of the bed.

These roommates were blocked and could only vent their anger by making various knife-sharpening sounds and noises of crying and laughing, but they were not greatly affected.

Ajin didn't notice that while the two were talking, a shadow crawled out of Panson's cabinet and moved to Panson's side.

Pan Sen originally wanted to see if he could find Ying Huai's whereabouts, but he didn't expect to hear information that sounded like a campus ghost story so soon.

He whispered, "Water room?"

The American psychics are also investigating the strange stories in the school. The school is not big but it has many corners and the washroom has not been found yet.

Gwyneth Frost looked up. "I'll investigate."

They are determined to solve strange cases.

As people with special abilities, they are bound to survive this strange story. What they are fighting for are their contributions and the cursed objects that may exist in the strange story.

This time, since Ying Huai and I are in the same ghost story, the whole world’s attention will be on us, and everyone will automatically compare us.

If possible...it would be best if it could be solved in a ghost story.

It has occupied the first place for too long, so long that it has become an eyesore.

Girls locker room.

These freshmen were still afraid of the locker room and quickly changed their clothes and left. There were fewer and fewer people, and Jiang Langyue also noticed a sense of voyeurism that came from nowhere, which became more obvious the closer they got to the dimly lit corners.

Suddenly, she heard a scream.

This voice...is it Shen Xin?

Jiang Langyue walked over carefully and saw Shen Xin sticking to the wall.

One hand had been dragged into the gap between the closet and the corner of the wall. It looked like the bones were dislocated and his face was pale with pain.

She saw that in the gap of only a few centimeters between the locker and the corner of the wall, there seemed to be a few strands of rough, very black and long hair.

Jiang Langyue's first reaction was to run away.

But no, if the other party is really dragged in, there will be two results.

If Shen Xin was really weird, it was obviously impossible for him to die and come back to find her.

If Shen Xin wasn’t… that would be even worse.

She couldn't tell whether there were four or three monsters left.

Wrong judgment will cause the mortality rate to soar.

Jiang Langyue forced herself to calm down. She picked up her uniform jacket and twisted it into a hemp rope. She tied one end into a knot that was difficult to loosen and threw it over: "Catch it!"

The desire to survive forced Shen Xin to stretch out his other hand and grab it despite the pain.

The force in the gap was so strong that Jiang Langyue had to use all his strength and even his hands were rubbed raw before he pulled the other person out.

Shen Xin fell to the ground, sweating profusely from the pain. Jiang Langyue pretended to accidentally touch his body, which was warm.

Can weirdness have temperature?

This thought flashed through his mind, Jiang Langyue pushed the other person away and stood up swiftly, saying in a hoarse voice: "Let's go!"

Shen Xin nodded and limped out.

The students from Class B who were waiting outside were horrified when they saw Shen Xin, who came out last, with his dislocated and twisted fingers and the shocking scars on them. They quickly changed their clothes and came out, fearing that they would end up staying in the locker room.

Soon, the rustling sounds in the women's locker room disappeared, leaving only a petite figure standing in front of the innermost locker.

Through a gap of several centimeters, Suzuki Sakuraji saw a pair of bloodshot eyes. There was actually a woman hiding in the gap!

The woman's head and body had been squeezed flat, and she was staring outside gloomily with her head tilted.

Suzuki Sakuraji's voice was filled with laughter.

"It's you, the Gap Girl."

This is a strange story that has existed in the island nation since the Edo period.

Hiding in narrow cracks to spy on the owner's home always gives people a creepy feeling of being watched. Many people who live alone always feel being watched when they are half asleep and half awake, and when they look for the source of the gaze, they forcibly drag the arm that stretches out from the crack into it.

No one knows more about the island nation’s ghost stories than them.

The physical education teacher appeared in the gymnasium, and Suzuki Sakuraji walked out of the locker room with a leisurely smile on her face.

It seems that the strange story has been solved.