"On the second day after freshmen reported, I was chased by the teacher and escaped over the wall. This was completely different from what I had imagined college life to be!" Zhou Tu patted the dirt off his body and untied the rope tied around his waist.

"There may be more things you can't imagine appearing later." Chen Ge pulled the rope he tied to the wall a few times and hid it behind the ivy. Even if someone walked by, they wouldn't be able to find it without looking carefully.

"This rope is my escape route." Chen Ge was alone when he left the East Campus, but when he came back, he had become the head of a club.

"Teacher, have you noticed anything wrong?" Zhang Ju stood up straight, and his eyes hidden behind his scars slowly widened.

"What's wrong?"

"Maybe I'm more sensitive. I feel that the air on this side of the wall is thicker and moister, and there's a strange smell, as if it's covered in blood." Zhang Ju said the strangest words in the calmest tone.

He slowly opened his mouth and licked the scar on his upper lip with the tip of his tongue, his eyes filled with confusion and doubt: "Compared to the West Campus, this place feels more familiar to me."

"Are you kidding? Are you familiar with the smell of blood?" Zhou Tu originally thought that Zhang Ju was ugly, but he was quite normal. After hearing what he said just now, Zhou Tu had a new understanding of Zhang Ju.

"I'm not kidding, this is serious." Zhang Ju looked at Chen Ge, who was standing there with a smile on his face.

"You are not wrong. This is the fertile soil for cultivating beautiful dreams. In the world behind the door, only corpses and blood can be used as fertilizer to bloom stunning flowers."

Chen Ge carried Wang Yicheng on his back and motioned Zhang Ju to follow him: "I'm going to take you to a place first. Be careful not to make too much noise."

Walking through the untended bushes, the night became their best camouflage.

After a safe journey, Chen Ge led Zhang Ju to the place where the female ghost in the tree hole was.

"Does this place look familiar to you?" Chen Ge pointed to the tree hole where the female ghost's head was hidden, and the surrounding trees.

"We seem to have been here before... By the way, isn't this the crime scene where the girl was murdered? We saw it at the West Campus! How come there is an identical scene at the East Campus?" Zhou Tu widened his eyes. Even the position and opening angle of the tree holes were exactly the same in these two scenes.

"The murder scene in the West Campus is just an empty shell. The bodies and souls of the dead are hidden in the East Campus. What you see now is the real crime scene." When Chen Ge said these words, Zhang Ju seemed to be attracted by something. He stood alone next to the tree hole, his shoulders shaking slightly.

"Zhang Ju?"

He seemed not to be able to hear Chen Ge's voice. He slowly squatted down, knelt beside the tree hole, and reached his trembling hands into the tree hole.

"Hey! What are you crazy about? I remember that the girl's head was found in the tree hole! What are you doing with your hand in there?"

Zhou Tu wanted to pull Zhang Ju, but was stopped by Chen Ge: "Don't disturb him. His memories are hidden in the tree hole. The lost things must be dug out by yourself."

"Dig it out? You are really crazy!" Zhou Tu was not as strong as Chen Ge and could not break free at all. He could only stand aside and watch.

Kneeling on the ground, Zhang Ju lay beside the tree hole, staring at the dark hole, and slowly sinking his arm into the hole.

His body was shaking all the time, and sweat stuck to the scars on his face like falling tears.

"No? Why not? Why not! Impossible!" Zhang Ju didn't touch anything. His voice was intermittent, as if he was so nervous that he couldn't breathe. "I saw it with my own eyes! I saw him hide that thing in the tree hole with my own eyes! How could it be gone!"

His fingers scratched the soil and the tree trunk so hard that his nails began to bleed, but Zhang Ju felt no pain. He had a ferocious expression on his face and was digging frantically at the bottom of the tree hole.

"Zhang Ju, are you looking for this thing?" Chen Ge took out a rusty kitchen knife from his backpack. This kitchen knife was the object of the female ghost in the tree hole. The black shadow found it deep in the tree hole after swallowing the female ghost (see Chapter 787 for details). At first, Chen Ge wanted to use the kitchen knife for self-defense and did not think too much about it.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on the kitchen knife.

"I found this kitchen knife in a tree hole. The dead man's mad soul is on this kitchen knife." Chen Ge placed the kitchen knife in front of Zhang Ju: "Pick it up. Can you remember your past?"

Zhang Ju was on the verge of collapse. His arms were shaking more and more violently and his pupils were twitching violently.

"Does it look familiar? Have you seen this knife somewhere else? Who was holding the knife at the time, and whose neck was chopped by it in the end?" Chen Ge's words pierced Zhang Ju's mind like a spike. He reached out for the kitchen knife with trembling hands. When his fingertips touched the handle, his face suddenly changed drastically, his pupils shrank, and his mouth widened, as if he had touched a red-hot iron.

Before Zhang Ju could shout, Chen Ge had already covered Zhang Ju's mouth: "It's okay, those things are in the past, they are just your past."

While comforting Zhang Ju, Chen Ge's eyes were fixed on Zhang Ju's hand holding the knife. If the other party made a swing, he would immediately pin him down.

Zhang Ju's strength is much greater than Chen Ge imagined, and as his memory loosens, his strength is still increasing. This kid should not be an ordinary ghost.

Just when Chen Ge was about to lose control of Zhang Ju, the other party finally calmed down.

Chen Ge loosened his hand, and Zhang Ju fell to his knees, his lips pressed against the dirt, the scar on his face glaring.

"I, I remembered something." Zhang Ju stared at his broken nails: "That day was my senior's birthday. A girl wanted to confess her love to him, but he had a girlfriend, so he asked me to reject her on his behalf. I arrived at the agreed place but didn't see the girl, so I kept waiting. Later, I vaguely heard some movement in the woods, so I quietly ran over and saw someone holding this knife..."

"The girl was still struggling, but I didn't dare to go out. I was shocked. I had never seen so much blood before." Zhang Ju dug his nails into the soil, and the scars on his face were squeezed together: "If I had stood up at that time, maybe the girl would not have died."

Zhang Ju was tormented by self-blame and guilt. He clenched the kitchen knife tightly. "When I went back to call the police, those people had already escaped. I don't know if they were caught, but I saw a figure among them that looked very familiar."

"The next night, we drank a lot of wine and went to sing. Then a fire broke out and I was sent to the hospital. What happened afterwards..." Zhang Ju slammed his head violently: "What happened afterwards? Why don't I remember anything after that?"

"You were sent to the hospital unconscious due to burns, and your memory stayed here." Chen Ge already knew about Zhang Ju's past.