"Link your hands together and follow me, stay together, I can lead you guys out of the school."
"Zhang Wei, why are your hands so sweaty?" Yang Jian asked.
Zhang Wei said with a serious face: "Sweat? That’s not sweat on my hands, Yang Jian, it’s piss, child urine, used for exorcising evil spirits, I did it not long ago, it is still hot man, here, you can feel it better."
He said, and grabbed Yang Jian's hand and smeared piss on it unscrupulously.
"Fuck you’re disgusting." Yang Jian said: "Dude I’m not holding your hands.”
"Don't be like this man, I don't mind it, so you shouldn’t either, it’s not a big deal, just some pee, I’ll let you pee on me if you want to later." Zhang Wei said.
“Yang Jian, do you really know the way out?" Miao Xiaoshan who was behind asked.
Yang Jian led them down the stairs without any signs of being lost, he said; "Of course, I have probably figured out the so-called ghost’s domain a bit. This place is shrouded in darkness, and ordinary people can cause people to get trapped in illusions. What you see may not be the reality, there are some things I still can’t understand, but if everything goes well it would be difficult to leave here...Stop, there’s something ahead. "
He yelled, halting the group immediately.
Right after the stairs of the first floor, were several classmates that seemed to have lost their way. They stood motionless like wooden models, their bodies straight and stiff.
Those were his classmates who left with Fang Jing.
But the people who were here were only some of them, not all of them.
“Zhao Qiang?"
Yang Jian glared, his eyes resting on a male student.
It was Zhao Qiang, one of the murderers who pushed him into the toilet together with Fang Jing, Duan Peng, and Zheng Fei.
“Fang Jing’s not here, so these were the people abandoned by him?"
Yang Jian frowned: "So Fang Jing played the same trick again. He wants to use the lives of others to delay the ghost."
If that is the case, it would really be retribution.
Stepping forwards, he patted Zhao Qiang’s shoulder, intending to ask about the situation.
With his back to Yang Jian, Zhao Qiang, who stood there stiffly and motionless, turned his head slowly. His body did not move, only his head twisted a hundred and eighty degrees, a pair of dead gray eyes stared at Yang Jian
Yang Jian staggered back in shock.
He’s dead?
If he’s dead, why can he still move?
Is he going to become a ghost as well?
Yang Jian maintained extreme vigilance, but he couldn't help but feel nervous.
It’s really game over if more ghosts keep appearing.
However, Zhao Qiang's corpse only stood there motionlessly, he then slowly turned his head back over, and continued to stand motionless with his back to the crowd just like he did before.
"He gives no response huh... It seems that he’s not a threat at the moment."
Yang Jian was relieved after observing him for a while.
"Zhang Wei, come over here, there’s something blocking us in front, we’re going to go around it." He led others around the corpses.
Now that Zhao Qiang had already ended up like this, Yang Jian was at ease about what had happened before.
When people die and their debts disappear.
But Fang Jing was the true culprit.
"Wahhh~!"
Suddenly, a weird cry echoed in the stairwell. It passed through layers of darkness, ignoring the resistance from the apparitional domain, and found itself resonating in everyone's ears.
“W-what sound? It's like a baby's cry, but not at all." A classmate was startled and asked tremblingly.
Zhang Weidao; "Maybe your mother is telling you it's time to come back for dinner."
“Your mom calls like that. I think it's most likely a ghost."
“Then why ask if you already know?"
Zhang Weidao; "If it wasn’t a ghost, did you think it was a beautiful woman looking for a date? Do you think we’re still having lessons? We’re in a horror movie now!"
He’s extremely irritable now, aggressive to anyone who catches his attention.
"Don't waste time, leave, it's the newborn, that thing is coming for us." Yang Jian's heart sank and said immediately.
It’s the ghost that ran out of Zhou Zheng's body, the newborn.
t/n: the newborn is called Gui Ying in chinese, written like 鬼嬰
Although it’s not clear how scary it is, it is very dangerous for sure.
“Fuck, it's actually coming for us. You still need a few breaths when you’re hanging yourself." Zhang Wei trembled in fright and hurriedly fled.
t/n: You still need a few breaths when you’re hanging yourself, 上吊也要喘口氣 means that no matter how urgent the thing you’re doing, you still need a bit of time to rest
Everyone speeded up and left the building as quickly as possible under Yang Jian’s lead.
After finally getting out of the ghost hit wall like stairs, the rest of the people could already feel that hope was in front of them.
Only that a baby bluish black from head to toe crawled along the wall at terrifying speeds, like a spider.
Its pair of big round eyes with an insect-like shine looked at everyone, there were no human emotions in those eyes, only a bizarre feeling found in inanimate objects.
It seemed to recognize Yang Jian who was in front, it suddenly let out a scream before it grabbed at Yang Jian.
The baby's slender arm stretched strangely, its hand skidded along the darkness to grab at him.
Yang Jian, who was walking in front, didn’t notice this.
Suddenly.
Yang Jian suddenly felt a chilly gust of air quickly approaching him from behind. This feeling... it’s the exact same as the feeling of being attacked by the ghost in the toilet.
He was about to look back, but then, he felt a sudden sharp pain on the back of his head, the skin on the back of the head was forcibly torn apart, and a blood-red eye suddenly appeared after rolling a few times.
"Ah~!"
The pain was enough to make him stop in his tracks, he was only able to keep standing by supporting himself with the wall next to him.
As another weird cry sounded, and the baby's arm that had been cutting through the darkness suddenly stopped behind him.
A red eye had appeared on the back of Yang Jian's head, staring directly at the palm of the baby's stretched out hand, his eyes emitted a faint red light, it seemed to have prevented the baby from attacking.
The newborn’s head turned a half way, and looked at Yang Jian weirdly, the stretched arm slowly retracted.
“Yang Jian, why did you stop?" Someone asked.
The pain gradually receded, and Yang Jian panted, "No, it's fine now. I was just attacked by the newborn, but I got out fine."
He touched the back of his head subconsciously.
His heart beat wildly.
He felt an eye press against his fingers.
The view behind him was projected into his mind, and he could see what was behind him now.
"Did this thing save me?"
Yang Jian remembered Zhou Zheng's words, and said in his head: "This eye is also an apparition. It will gradually awaken under constant stimulation. And once it reaches a certain limit, I will be killed by this ghost, just like Zhou Zheng…”
So this is a ghost user?
People who use the power of ghosts.
But is also controlled by ghosts.
A wry smile formed at the corners of Yang Jian's mouth. What the hell is this?
There’s a price for this devilish power and that is a countdown to one’s life.
The newborn’s attack on Yang Jian had failed. But it didn’t give up. Instead, it quickly climbed down from the stairs. At a weird speed ordinary people could not reach, it jumped up from the ground and suddenly hugged a classmate from behind. Two slender arms hug the female classmate’s neck, its whole body hanging off it. The female classmate immediately opened her eyes wide, her face full of fear. She screamed frantically and hurriedly ripped at the arm holding her neck, trying to throw the newborn off.
“Wang Shanshan, what’s happened to you..."
The classmate next to her was terrified, and in a panic held up her phone and shining its light at Wang Shanshan.
Under the light, was a baby's head crookedly looking at the group, it's slender arms possessed a bizarre strength beyond that of ordinary people. It was tightly wrapped around Wang Shanshan's neck, as if trying to break it. Wang Shanshan couldn’t even speak anymore, she threw her head back, she was about to suffocate, her face was flushed red and in pain, what’s freakish is that when the baby's skin came into contact with Wang Shanshan’s, they gradually stuck to each other.
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