Lu Pingsha still hasn't come back to his senses. Yu Qirong took them to ask for leave from the weird teacher, saying that they wanted to do group activities.
I thought it would take more talking, or even violent suppression.
Unexpectedly, the teacher agreed after just looking at Yu Qirong, but when he looked at the other transfer students, his eyes suddenly became gloomy, as if he was unhappy that it was not him who was traveling with Yu Qirong.
Yu Qirong led the way in front with brisk steps.
He was a little surprised that he had lived in Lanxi High School for so long. Even though he knew the general location of the principal's office, he had never thought of going to take a look, as if the idea had been blocked.
If it hadn't been brought up this time, Yu Qirong suspected that he would never have had this idea.
Probably to avoid students making noise, the principal's office was specially chosen to be located on a slightly higher floor.
There was no elevator in the school, so Yu Qirong could only take them up the stairs.
There were no windows in the stairwell leading from the student floor to the principal's office, so it was dark and gloomy even during the day.
The handrail of the stairs was covered with a layer of sand, making it impossible to hold on to it. A slight touch would leave your hands covered in dust. The stairwell was not very spacious, so several people had to walk one after another.
As soon as Xu Yanan walked into the stairwell, she felt dizzy and nauseous. She rubbed her chest and felt for the position of her companion in front of her while speaking anxiously, "Why doesn't this stairwell even have a window? It's too closed."
"The stairwell is relatively safe, right?" Liang Xue heard the uneasiness in Xu Yanan's tone, turned back and groped in the dark, holding her hand, and comforted her: "Think about it, if it was an elevator, then if you encountered something dirty, wouldn't it be even more difficult to escape?"
Xu Yanan: “…” It seems so.
In the dim stairwell, Yu Qirong's silver-white hair became the only sign that could identify his location. Lu Pingsha looked at the hair that swayed slightly as Yu Qirong walked, and his eyes never left it.
That touch of white seemed to have become a locator. Lu Pingsha stared at it closely, not realizing that the distance between himself and Yu Qirong seemed too close, so much so that the faint fragrance of Yu Qirong lingered at the tip of his nose.
"Have you ever heard of that campus ghost story, the one about counting the number of stairs?" Bai Shi, who had been silent, suddenly whispered, "The stairs will inexplicably increase from twelve to thirteen, or they will never reach the end..."
Xu Yanan suddenly felt her hair stand on end. In such a dark environment, it was difficult to do something else to divert her attention. When Bai Shi mentioned this, she suddenly found that she was counting the steps unconsciously.
"Why don't we just stop talking?" Xu Yanan's voice was filled with tears. "I was counting subconsciously just now, and you scared me so much that I forgot where I was counting."
Yu Qirong had never heard of such a story before and found it very novel. She even wanted Bai Shi to tell her more about it.
"It's okay, I'm holding you." Liang Xue said calmly. She could feel Xu Yanan's hands were sweaty, slippery and soft in her hands. "Calm down first. Your hands are too slippery. I can't hold you."
Xu Yanan paused in vain.
She swallowed her saliva. Not only did she not feel relieved after hearing this, but her voice became even more nervous and trembling with fear: "But, I didn't hold your hand..."
"..." No matter how calm Liang Xue was, she was not calm enough to face this situation. She quickly shook off the slippery thing on her hand. With a ray of light coming through the crack of the stairwell door, she saw that the slippery thing on her hand was actually red blood.
The heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of the chest. In this quiet and dim environment, the sound of the heart beating in the chest kept stimulating Liang Xue's eardrums, but she suspected that the sound was something else. Her blood rushed up and made her eyes a little dizzy.
"Liang Xue...are you okay?" Xu Yanan couldn't feel any response from Liang Xue, and felt even more frightened.
Loud noises are prohibited in Lanxi Ghost School.
Liang Xue always kept this school rule in mind, and even in such situations she could force herself to calm down and ask others for help.
Liang Xue: "Yu Qirong."
Her voice trembled, but she deeply understood that only this high-risk NPC could help her at this moment.
As soon as she finished her words, her wrist was grabbed by a cold hand. Before she could struggle, a reassuring white appeared in front of her eyes.
"It's me." Yu Qirong said.
The white-haired beauty frowned slightly, pulled Liang Xue's wrist and looked at it for a while, thought about it, took out a tissue from her pocket, put it in her palm, and ordered: "Just wipe it clean."
Yu Qirong's tone was so relaxed that Liang Xue's troubled heart was put at ease.
It was a face that was beautiful and aggressive, yet also had a sickly paleness to it, yet it made people feel inexplicably at ease.
Liang Xue, like Lu Pingsha, believed that they should at least maintain a sense of vigilance towards Yu Qirong, who was an NPC. But now, this sense of vigilance seemed to have disappeared completely.
She took the tissue from Yu Qirong blankly, and followed his instructions to wipe the blood off her hands with the tissue, then asked cautiously: "Is this the way a ghost in the ghost school marks itself?"
"Well, probably, but it will be fine if you wipe it clean." Yu Qirong responded casually, but his scarlet eyes were searching around in the dark.
He just felt it was strange. He had never seen a ghost attacking in this way in all his time at school. It was too far-fetched to call it a marking method. It could obviously be solved by wiping it clean with paper.
I don’t know if it’s because he has been in Lanxi High School for too long, but Yu Qirong’s ability to recognize objects at night is quite strong, which is one of the reasons why he can lead the way.
But he looked around Liang Xue and didn't find anything unusual. It seemed that this person had no ill intentions and just came to hold Liang Xue's hand.
"There is at most one floor left, and we will be able to exit through the stairwell soon." Yu Qirong glanced at Liang Xue, clapped his hands, and returned to the front to continue performing his duties.
Liang Xue also realized that the ghost didn't seem to want to harm her, otherwise, with her close contact with the ghost for such a long time, she would have been tricked and Yu Qirong would not have been able to save her.
In Yu Qirong's last glance, his wine-red pupils probably showed a hint of disgust and a bit of regret.
Perhaps when signing the agreement, he did not expect that the transfer student with a different identity from him would be so fragile and easily get into trouble once he left his sight.
It’s a bit of a loss when you think about it this way.
Bai Shi’s campus ghost story just now aroused some interest in Yu Qirong, but he immediately thought of something else.
Since Tang Xingfei is also a transfer student, who knows if these transfer students can also know about Tang Xingfei? This way, it will be easier to find him when he gets out.
Thinking about this, Yu Qirong opened her full red lips slightly and asked slowly: "Have you heard of a man named Tang Xingfei?"
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