The person Liu Xianxian was waiting for did not show up. She walked along the path in the academy in a daze and did not notice Chen Ge following her from a distance.

"What should I do if she goes back to the dormitory? Stand guard outside?" Chen Ge looked around the girls' dormitory. Although there were places where people could hide, if he was caught, he would definitely be considered a pervert.

He watched Liu Xianxian enter the first floor of the girls' dormitory and disappear into the corridor.

"It's definitely not possible to follow them. If I leave like this, I'm afraid I'll fail the trial mission." Chen Ge was a little entangled. Finally, he walked towards the sealed teaching building: "According to the description of the mobile phone ghost, Ma Ying and Liu Xianxian leave the dormitory at one or two o'clock in the morning every night. Today should be no exception. I just need to find a place where I can see the door of the girls' dormitory. No one will come to the sealed teaching building at night. The view is wide, and I don't have to worry about being discovered by the security guards."

Chen Ge entered the restricted teaching building with ease. He went up to the second floor, threw his backpack on the ground, and silently looked at the girls' dormitory.

“I feel that this behavior is a little inappropriate, but no one would have thought that there would be people in the abandoned school building.”

Leaning against the wall, Chen Ge took out his phone and started flipping through it: "I should have brought the white cat with me. It's too boring to be alone like this."

He searched the Internet for his haunted house, read the latest comments and reports, and then logged into the short video platform.

As soon as he came online, he saw that his mailbox was full. After clicking it, Chen Ge was surprised to find that many people were asking for more comics.

At first glance, five or six out of ten are related to horror comics.

"Yan Danian is going to be famous!"

After Chen Ge uploaded Yan Danian's comic to the platform, he never paid attention to it again. Unexpectedly, when he looked at it today, there were tens of thousands of comments under the comic.

Many people mistakenly regard Chen Ge as a cartoonist, praising him for his versatility. Even though he doesn't do live broadcasts or short videos, he is still so good at drawing cartoons. He is simply a "genius".

"Fortunately, I didn't upload them all at once." Chen Ge flipped through his phone. Yan Danian's comics were compiled into a collection called Linglou Guike. He uploaded only the first part a few days ago.

Chen Ge checked his mailbox and roughly scanned it. No comic publisher or comic platform contacted him.

"It seems that the influence is still not enough, but Yan Danian should be very happy that so many people like it."

Chen Ge thought of Yan Danian's typical frustrated middle-aged face. He was so depressed that even ghosts didn't have the heart to bully him. It was indeed a bit pitiful.

He took out a comic book from his pocket and called Yan Danian's name softly.

Maybe it was because of the previous few times, Chen Ge always called Yan Danian out at the most dangerous moment, completely destroying Yan Danian's beautiful imagination of life.

This time, he shouted more than ten times before the middle-aged man sitting in the corner of the comic book turned around reluctantly.

"Uncle Nian, look at how many people like your comics! There are over 10,000 comments, all urging you to update! They are all your fans!"

Chen Ge slid the screen of his mobile phone towards the comic book, and comments flashed by. For the first time, the expression on Yan Danian's face changed, as if he was frightened.

He couldn't imagine that his comics would be liked by so many people one day.

"Uncle Nian, don't get excited. This is just the beginning. In the future, more and more people will like you, and countless comic platforms and publishers will come to you. Your comics may even be adapted into animation and movies."

Chen Ge didn't understand any of this, he just kept blowing his cover, painting a beautiful picture for Yan Danian and laying the groundwork for what he was going to say next.

"Following me is definitely the right choice. I told you that I will help you realize your dream."

In the long and gloomy corridor of the abandoned teaching building, Chen Ge was holding his mobile phone and talking about his dreams while reading a comic book.

As the only listener, Yan Danian believed Chen Ge's words. He sat in the corner with the comic book, clenched his hands, as if he had been waiting for this day for a long time.

In front of Yan Danian, Chen Ge uploaded the second part of Ghost in the Spirit Tower and added a sentence at the end - jointly produced by Jiujiang West Suburbs Horror House.

Looking at the various updated and reposted comments in the comment section, Yan Danian seemed even more excited than Chen Ge.

"If this momentum continues, Yan Danian's third ability will be unlocked soon."

Yan Danian was rated by Black Phone as the strongest ghost under the red clothes, but his first two abilities were auxiliary in nature, so Chen Ge was very much looking forward to his third ability.

He was sorting out the comics that he would use later in Ling Lou Gui Ke, and before he knew it, it was one o'clock in the morning and the campus was very quiet.

"Aren't Liu Xianxian and Ma Ying going to come out today? Is it because Gao Ruxue's incident affected them?" Chen Ge felt bored guarding the abandoned teaching building alone. He looked at the depressing and terrifying corridor, vaguely expecting some ghosts to suddenly jump out.

At 1:49 in the morning, there was finally movement in the girls' dormitory. The slightly shabby door of the dormitory in the old campus was gently pushed open, and two girls walked out quietly.

"Finally I've got you guys." Chen Ge put away all his stuff and went downstairs carrying his bag.

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Ma Ying gently closed the door of the dormitory building, looked around, and after making sure that no one noticed, she and Liu Xianxian quickly ran past the surveillance camera.

The two people hid mysteriously in the woods path, and then slowly walked towards the abandoned teaching building.

"We only have the northeast corner left to search in the entire warehouse. We will definitely find the statue today." Ma Ying looked at Liu Xian's sad face and didn't know how to comfort her: "We will know the answers to all the questions later."

Liu Xianxian held the phone, her eyes red and swollen, she was a little uncertain: "We have been looking for so many days and still can't find it. I now doubt whether the statue exists or not."

"It should be true. The video my sister left before she disappeared contained a description of the statue." Ma Ying took out her mobile phone and clicked on a video.

The video is only thirteen seconds long, but the footage captured is terrifying.

The video may have been shot secretly, the angle of view is very strange, and the person filming it seems to be hiding under the bed.

The picture turned and focused on the house outside.

There was a dangling rope hanging in the middle of the hut, as if someone was preparing to hang himself here. There were bloodstains on the ground and a blood-stained quilt hanging from the bed.

The body is not visible in the video, but a blood-stained sheet can be seen stuck in the gap between the cabinet doors.

Opposite the bed there is a Western-style sculpture, and on the bookcase there are many incomplete works of art.

The video quickly came to the end, and the screen was shaking slightly. In the last second of the video, the camera turned to the window. Just at the edge of the window, a woman with abnormal skin color showed half of her head and was looking into the house.

The screen goes black and the video ends.

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