Chapter 37 "College Students" — Harboring evil intentions, one can burn incense without consequence...
On the other hand, on the same day, an anonymous 110 call was made to the Tianxin Campus Police Station.
An anonymous source reported that several freshmen at Chongli University have gone missing.
If they are not found in time, the group will soon meet a violent end.
A diagram of the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams was attached as a clue.
The police were puzzled by the meaning of the picture, so they went to find the Taoist priest.
At a place locally known as Shiniushan Tunnel, a Taoist temple received two police officers. They brought the talisman used to report Chongli University to the table. As soon as the old Taoist priest saw the Five Elements pattern on his phone, beads of sweat started dripping down his nose.
"Officer, this is a human sacrifice ritual, a long-lost art of feng shui! Where did you get it? I've done some calculations, and I suspect this is related to a series of unspeakable murders—"
The old Taoist priest's words matched the emergency call.
Two police officers came to the school.
Zhang Congming's smile froze on his face. He looked at the teacup on the table and said, "Who called the police? Is it someone trying to steal students from our school? There's never been a student theft here, and it's even less likely to happen at the new campus. This is a scientifically-minded era..."
But no matter how unwilling they were, Chongli University had to cooperate since they were dealing with the public security department. Zhang Congming led the person to the office, and he confidently pointed to the new student registration form on the computer and said:
“Look, the entire enrollment list is here; these students don’t exist at all.”
Upon investigation, it turned out to be true; the number of students on the list was flawless. However, before leaving, one of the police officers brought up an old case: "Director Zhang, I remember two years ago, in 2000, there was a murder at Chongli University, right?"
Zhang Congming feigned ignorance, saying, "Look at what you're saying, I don't even remember this. But which school's dormitories don't have some trouble every year?"
Guided by intuition, the police officers silently observed Zhang Congming.
The subtle clues in his expression didn't escape the notice of those around him. After the police came out, the young officer asked his mentor, who had deliberately raised the question, "A murder case? What murder case?"
The old policeman sighed, "You've only been with me for six months, you don't know there's a lot more to this school than meets the eye. There was a murder at this school before, four students died at the scene, and another person disappeared and hasn't been found since. What's even more terrifying is..."
The young policeman suddenly became nervous: "Master, what's the matter that you're so reluctant to talk about?"
Inside the jeep, the old policeman's expression darkened slightly, and his brows furrowed.
“All the witnesses died after that.”
"Huh?" The young policeman looked genuinely horrified.
The old policeman told the skeptical young man that it was true.
Then he mentioned three lives that seemed unrelated to the murder case.
"The first witness to die was Ma Dazhuang, the school security guard. He owed money to loan sharks and was stuffed into a red and blue woven bag and dumped at the construction site."
"The second one was the dormitory aunt. I heard that she had received a subsidy and retired to her hometown, but she was robbed and her skull was broken in the toilet at the train station."
"The third one is Professor Chen from the school. He kept a mistress and was retaliated against by her. She had someone make him into medicinal wine. When he was found, his eyes had been gouged out, and a pair of bloody holes were staring straight into the murky bottle."
The two decided to visit the legendary old campus.
I had already learned on the way that there was a back gate to the old campus.
They drove to a roadside inn.
The shop owner was an elderly woman of considerable age.
The police questioned whether any young students had come here recently.
The old woman, wearing reading glasses, glanced at the two people through the gap between the lenses and her skin. She raised her hand, which was adorned with a thimble and used for needlework, and pushed up the brown-rimmed glasses, saying:
"No, I haven't seen anyone go in for two years. But I often hear the school bell ringing in the middle of the night, like it's reminding something inside to get up for class."
The veteran policeman asked suspiciously, "A clock? What clock?"
The old lady recounted, "A round sculpted clock, I heard, was designed with reference to the 'Rites of Zhou,' but the sound it made at night was strangely eerie. I heard it was left in the old campus by the principal, hoping for good feng shui and that more college students would succeed. Unfortunately, his intentions were wicked, and all the incense he burned was of no use. I wonder if those evildoers are having trouble sleeping at night now..."
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After questioning them, the old policeman, fearing that they might enter the school without permission and have their car scratched by the broken railings, led his apprentice to the back slope of the old campus. They saw that the school buildings in the distance were dilapidated and empty. Just then, a flashlight swept across the front.
In broad daylight, large numbers of bats emerged from their caves.
The deserted campus was so desolate that even the police officers who drove up to the gate in a jeep just to ask about the situation were having second thoughts. How could there possibly be any clues here?
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Back on this side, at school, senior student Zhong is doing everything he can to get close to junior student Jian and try to start a relationship with her.
Sometimes, Jian Dieda couldn't understand Zhong Yun at all, and he felt that he would agree with whatever Zhong Yun said.
This is nothing like his original self, so in order to uncover the story behind the case, it is crucial to figure out whether Zhong Jun is a ghost or a human.
In reality, Jane Dieda is a young and mysterious bestselling author who has created numerous works, including suspense and supernatural stories, from home using only a pen.
Readers call him a stepfather, but also think he is meticulous and has a huge imagination. They speculate that the characters in Jian Dieda's works are mostly cold-blooded, cruel, and highly intelligent geniuses, and that he himself must be like that.
When he was young, he longed for someone to love him and tried to pretend to fit in. Later, realizing his own eccentricity, he gradually became a writer known as "Blade Man".
Jane Dieder once said something to Fat Ding.
No longer seeking external recognition, he simply wanted to immerse himself in writing, because in that way, his world was his own.
From then on, many people would automatically avoid him when they passed by. Strangely, Zhong Jun was always able to discover Jian Dieda's special qualities, and the two of them became the focus of each other's attention.
Suspect Zhong Yun inserted a straw and drank milk: "Look, I drank it for breakfast. I'm very obedient to you."
Jian Dieda took the opportunity to observe Zhong Yun's rolling Adam's apple.
I remember there was a horror movie on my computer that used to be about a young man who suddenly gained the ability to see ghosts after getting glasses.
He certainly didn't have a third yin-yang eye between his eyebrows.
If Zhong Yun is a ghost.
It's even less likely that Yang Xiaohong and the others saw it so many times.
Right now, he has a heartbeat and body temperature. Zhong Jun seems to be eating the food that a living person needs every day without any problems, and even shares a bite with him.
Since Jian Dieda was still unsure whether Zhong Yun's face was real or fake, he simply stood up and took another sip of milk from the straw that Zhong Yun's lips had just touched.
The saliva stains there were warm.
Milk that I didn't like before tastes good today.
Jian Dieda was baffled. If all else failed, would he learn from "Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio" and secretly watch Zhong Yun change skins in the middle of the night?
Zhong Jun licked her lips, looked at the milk stains around her junior's mouth, and deliberately misunderstood him, laughing: "Good boy, do you want to eat my saliva again? Then come sit on my lap and give me another kiss."
Jane Diedda: "..."
Jian Dieda wanted to retort, but Zhong Jun had already fallen onto the bed, kicked off her shoes, and waved to him.
At this moment, there are only two people in 404.
As the two of them rolled around, the bed almost collapsed, but the exhausted patient Zhong suddenly became energetic towards his junior, Jian.
"Don't move, or my wound will tear open."
Zhong Yun scared him.
Jian Dieda felt that the senior who was turning his back and not watching him change clothes had become a different person.
Zhong Jun noticed Jian Dieda's gaze and said, "Why are you looking down like that? I love you, it's not that I can't have you."
As a giant in action, Zhong Yun immediately lay down on his junior's bed and committed the crime.
He had his junior sit on his lap while he spoke.
Zhong Yun showed Jian Dieda her college entrance exam photo.
Coincidentally, the gift Zhong Jun gave him was a meal card.
20-year-old Zhong is also a naughty guy, but he is sunny and gentle, innocent and carefree.
Looking at Zhong Jun's meal card, Jian Dieda could imagine what Zhong Jun looked like during his military training, classes, and when he took his entrance photos. He would have been like a big kid, holding up a pair of rabbit hands behind his roommates. And if it was a photo of his standing position, Zhong Jun would definitely have been standing on the steps on tiptoe. Just thinking about how he closed his eyes and made faces was really childish.
Afterwards, the two exchanged meal cards and played a game of feeding each other milk mouth-to-mouth.
The verbally short-statured Jane Dieda also asked an inappropriate question, "Is your... male organ to me based on the most basic human physiological impulse?"
Zhong Jun: "Such a young age, yet you spout nonsense."
Jane Diedda: "..."
Zhong Yun told him, "I have only three impulses: eating, sleeping, and feeding you."
As Zhong Jun spoke, she pressed her chest against her child's warm chest, while Minister Zhong's two hands held Jian's wrists domineeringly, hiding the junior student inside the blanket.
They hadn't rested in bed since then, and their bodies started to rub together and generate heat.
--rogue.
"Why would I lie to you? I can make you feel good. How about being with me?" Zhong Yun's kisses fell like rain.
While tentatively probing each other, kissing, and pulling each other apart, the upperclassmen and underclassmen dating in the dorm were almost exhausted from their work on the lower bunk.
"Take a gentle bite...don't leave any marks, you should focus on healing your injuries first." Jian Dieda tasted milk again.
"Why are you always so protective of me..." Zhong Yun chuckled comfortingly, and the pain seemed to have subsided. She immediately stretched out her long arms and wrapped her entire body around Jian Dieda in a warm embrace, as if she wanted to help her junior.
After a few seconds, Zhong Jun asked in confusion, "Why are you tapping my heart like that?"
Jane removed her hand from the man's chest.
Without uttering a sound, he mentally panted as he asked the little system, "Was there a mistake in the first character introduction? Is Zhong Yun physically human? Show me his introduction again."
The host asked this question when he was dating Zhong Jun.
With a simple click, the system managed to display the initial panel in a professional and businesslike manner.
Not a single word was changed.
Chongli Ghost School, located within the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams Formation, is cursed; it is a sinful place, a graveyard, where only ghosts reside.
It means I've said everything I need to say. It's up to you to decide what to do. If you don't trust me and only trust yourself, you'll have to bear the consequences yourself.
That's so strange.
Jian Dieda closed his eyes as Zhong Yun pressed him down. The sun shone brightly outside the dormitory window, but the chill emanating from the mystery of Zhong Yun's identity did not dispel the heat from the soles of his feet.
Unfortunately, Jian Dieda's toughest weapon was his mouth, and he was finished with Zhong Jun again.
After finishing her morning tasks, Zhong Jun wiped the redness off her junior's face.
The bastard was still slapping the junior schoolmate, then got up laughing and happily fed Jane Dieda all the milk.
Jane and the ceiling stared at each other, Jane already limp.
When he struggled to pick up the pillows and bedding from the floor and put them back on the bedside, he handed the band-aid to his senior classmate who had been injured all day.
Zhong Yun simply took the sticker, applied it to her face, and then sat down in a relaxed manner. She wiped the bruise around her nose with her fingers and added, "Can you still take me in tonight?"
One night is fine, there's no reason why a second night is out of the question, and neither of them are the type to beat around the bush.
To be fair, Jane said, "Okay, I'll sleep on the floor, and you can sleep on the bed."
Jian Dieda's words seemed to be exactly what Zhong Jun had expected.
Zhong Jun nodded, stood up, and picked up Jian Dieda's workbook.
No matter how much he was trapped in the ghost school, Jian was still here to attend university. Since the start of the semester, Jian Dieda had been staying in his dormitory and the cafeteria, and hadn't attended a single class.
Senior Zhong is a talented student; how could he allow his junior to fall behind in his studies?
Zhong Jun, who was flipping through the book, put on a sincere act and began to inquire about Jian Dieda's academic progress. She would ask him if he knew the answer to a certain question, ask if he was cold with the window open while writing his paper, and even hum a song for him. It didn't seem like she was repaying a debt of gratitude by tutoring her junior, but rather like she was being a boyfriend.
Time slipped by unnoticed. As his hands mechanically turned the pages, Jian Dieda gradually grew sleepy. The words entered his eyes, but he couldn't process them.
"Jinjin?" Zhong Jun's voice couldn't stop him from falling asleep.
Later, he realized he didn't know where Zhong Yun had gone either.
No note was left on the table.
I searched all the dorm rooms on the fourth floor, but there was no trace of him.
Even as dusk settled in the afternoon, Zhong Yun, who had promised to come back to find her junior, mysteriously disappeared.
Zhong Jun is a responsible person; he wouldn't keep playing tricks on anyone. Helpless, Jian Dieda dialed the same phone model, and the music led him to a strange place.
Near a wall where they originally moved in.
Unfortunately, just as Jian Dieda was about to determine which wall it was, his phone shut down due to insufficient power.
As you walk inside, no one answers when you call out to Zhong Yun.
It cannot be ruled out that supernatural forces have intervened once again. Jian Dieda, who sensed the intensity of the ghost school's magnetic field, asked, "Is Zhong Yun in danger now?"
The answer regarding the side quests is vague.
The system told him that disappearing did not mean that Zhong Jun was in trouble.
Don't forget about the Yin Crown, and the rules.
Zhong Yun simply disappeared again after dawn.
So, after putting away his phone, Jian Dieda went to the power distribution room alone in the public teaching building. No one noticed when he came out this time, but it got dark again soon afterward.
Unfortunately, the police officers who had been called in during the day showed up.
But they were trapped.
Before long, the students encountered the police, and the number of students increased from six to eight.
It turned out that after seeing the strangeness of the haunted school, the veteran and junior police officers still firmly stood on the side of the person who reported the case. On the surface, they drove the car out, but in fact, they turned a corner and crawled back in through a dog hole.
They were both shocked when they met each other.
The players thought, "So we're still alive!" The reason that supernatural force was able to block the school's signal back then was because of the array, but it seems that people outside can still find us.
It was thanks to the two police officers' righteous act that the case took another turn for the better.
In this situation, even the supernatural tale system observing this dimension is curious about what will happen tonight.
At the same moment, a blurry figure appeared behind the old, dusty windowpane. The police and five players downstairs were wondering what was going on, but little did they know that something quite supernatural was about to happen.
The people on the roof fell like pieces of paper.
The man pierced straight into the crown of the head.
Blood splattered.
The victim, now a corpse, died in full view of everyone.
A flurry of heavy footsteps approached.
A crow flew away to announce the bad news.
But some people are already completely dead.
The fourth act has already arrived quietly under these circumstances.
This round of reminders comes on an ordinary morning, when some people are still stuck in yesterday.
Whether the killer was a human or a ghost, the host and five players had no idea.
The middle-aged man who had fallen from the roof of the old campus and been smashed into a pulp was turned over by two policemen who were trapped there. He was Zhang Congming, who had just said that he had lived an upright and honorable life.
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Author's note: You think two-legged sheep won't kill people.
In fact, those who died were the very people who had harmed the children.
(The knife-wielding part of this story has begun. You can guess what the truth is and who the murderer is~)
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