Who should I believe?
Yun ng's gaze seed uncontrollable, wandering back and forth, her heart filled with doubt and surprise.
After saying one sentence, Liang Yue fell silent. Her back was pressed tightly against the wall, not uttering a word, like a corpse nailed to the wall.
Pharaoh had already reached the landing between the third and fourth floors.
Seeing that Yun ng and Liang Yue hadn't followed, he stopped, leaned over the staircase railing, and poked out half his body, urging them with an anxious tone.
For so unknown reason, the staircase railing was severely weathered and rusted, twisted and deford, swaying precariously. It creaked like murmuring Talking, as if ready to play a malicious joke on the person leaning on it, making them fall from a height.
The stairs leading to the second floor were swallowed by darkness two or three ters ahead. The strange muffled sound had stopped after Brazil War God suddenly disappeared, but the abnormal silence made it even more eerie.
It seed like sothing was in the darkness, lurking, licking its sharp, blood-stained teeth, anticipating the arrival of the next prey.
Yun ng was hesitant. Just then, that familiar white porcelain plate suddenly jumped out from the corner.
"Clang—!"
Along with the soft sound of the white porcelain plate hitting the ground, the darkness in the corridor intensified. The light from the flashlight seed to fear the rapidly growing darkness, its illuminated range shrinking at a visible speed, until only a circle of light with a radius of less than one ter remained beside her.
As if doubting whether she was having a hallucination, Yun ng blinked her eyes hard. After confirming that the flashlight's light had indeed weakened, her pupils contracted, and her hands trembled as she searched for her companions.
As if afraid of startling the urban legend hidden in the darkness, Yun ng weakly asked, "A-are You guys still here?"
"I'm upstairs, hurry up!" Pharaoh's urging ca from upstairs.
"Rember what I just told You? Don't go to the fourth floor." Liang Yue reminded in a low voice.
After the two finished speaking, there was a few seconds of silence, and then a third person's response suddenly ca from the darkness.
"Mm, here."
The voice was muffled, sounding as if it had sothing in its mouth, making Yun ng montarily think she was hallucinating, until...
"I've been by Your side all along..."
The voice sounded again. Following the direction of the voice, a bizarre figure was outlined in the darkness.
It was an extrely thin black shadow. It was crouching in the corner, with so viscous liquid constantly dripping from its body. Its slender, inhuman fingers were fiddling with the white porcelain plate, making soft sounds.
When Yun ng noticed its presence, it stopped fiddling with the white porcelain plate, slowly raised its head, and looked towards her.
In the pitch blackness, Yun ng couldn't see its face clearly, but she could feel the gaze that clung like a maggot to bone, and the crazed, evil smile.
Her face instantly turned ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) pale. Her head buzzed as if sothing had exploded. After swallowing hard, she couldn't help but shout.
"Zhao Ming! Liang Yue! C-can You see it? Run! Th-that thing is coming after us!"
However, after hearing her companions' responses, Yun ng froze in place.
"What thing? Yun ng, did You see sothing?"
"Hmm? Nothing? Are You being too nervous?"
"Didn't see..." Yun ng murmured blankly, then imdiately scread loudly, "How could You not see it! It's clearly there! In the corner, it's..."
Yun ng's voice stopped abruptly. That bizarre figure suddenly stood up, its head almost touching the ceiling.
It walked quickly towards her, stepping on viscous blood, and letting out bursts of laughter like a mischievous child who had succeeded in a prank.
"Hehe... hehehe..."
A strong sll of blood surrounded her, and the urban legend's appearance suddenly beca clear in the darkness.
The blood on its face, which was almost completely peeled off, had dried.
Its stark white teeth were exposed, muscles pulling at the flesh, but stiff like a puppet.
It displayed a bizarre, crazed posture, gradually growing larger in Yun ng's eyes.
A putrid sll assaulted her, rushing into her nostrils. Yun ng felt dizzy and breathless.
Her lips were slightly parted, but she couldn't make a sound, only shouting in despair in her heart.
Why can't You see it?!
It's clearly here!
It's coming, who will save !?
In the blink of an eye, the urban legend was close to her, its distorted face less than a finger's distance from her nose.
Just then, a series of rapid footsteps ca from the staircase leading to the second floor. Following that, a figure rushed over quickly, accompanied by a roar, and pierced the urban legend's head with a broken, sharp steel bar.
"Puff—Clang—!"
The person seed to have used all their strength. After the blow, their body staggered, but their attack worked. The urban legend fell to the ground silently, like a light feather.
It fell to the ground and its body exploded into a large mass of blood. The blood surged like a pile of living tentacles, constantly expanding and growing, as if it could condense back into its original form at any mont.
Yun ng's uneasy gaze moved from the fallen urban legend to the figure who had suddenly rushed up from downstairs, and she was stunned.
"Brazil War God... how are You?" Liang Yue, who was watching, asked with a voice full of doubt.
Although he looked like he had just fought a fierce beast, the small braids he had grown to imitate a soccer star were scattered, soaked in blood and stuck to his forehead and face. He was covered in injuries, and his tattered jersey was almost stained into a blood-red garnt.
But from the sound of his voice and the contours of his face, it was still possible to distinguish that he was Brazil War God.
He wasn't... just now?
How did He co back? Looking at Him like this, did He fight the urban legend?
Is it possible for humans to defeat urban legend? Is He human or ghost?
"Go, hurry! Everyone run upstairs!" Brazil War God shouted, "Downstairs is full of urban legend, I barely escaped!"
"..." Pharaoh frowned slightly upon hearing this. After pondering for a few seconds, He still echoed Brazil War God, saying, "That's right, let's go upstairs first, find a place to hide, and leave when it's light."
"That's right, hurry up, I feel like that thing is about to recover!" Brazil War God said, looking at the mass of wriggling blood on the ground.
Humans are creatures that are easily influenced by the crowd. Among the three companions, two had decided to go upstairs, and Yun ng was also swayed.
She looked at Liang Yue, who was leaning against the wall, and cast a questioning gaze, "Liang Yue, You..."
"..." After a mont of silence, Liang Yue sighed, "Since You have already decided, then let's go, I just hope..."
I just hope You don't regret it. Liang Yue said silently in her heart.
The group finally reached a temporary agreent and imdiately took action, rushing upstairs in a hurry.
The real nightmare began from here.
...
Shihekou Middle School, like other high schools, only had three grades. The entire teaching building near the main gate was where the students' classrooms were located.
However, according to the arrangent of one grade per floor, the classrooms only occupied three floors.
Before going up to the fourth floor, the group had many guesses about the purpose of the fourth floor: activity rooms, music rooms, staff offices... but they didn't expect that the fourth floor was where the psychological counseling rooms and venting rooms were located.
Should I say, as expected of a noble school, they even have facilities like this?
Or should I say, do the students of this school all have psychological problems? Why would they leave an entire floor empty for this purpose? Yun ng thought as she looked at the signs on the iron doors on both sides.
The long corridor was divided into three sections by two iron doors: a small area in front of the staircase, the venting room on the left, and the psychological counseling room on the right.
The door of the psychological counseling room looked as if it had been violently struck from the inside by sothing, bulging outwards at alarming angles, twisted into unsettling shapes.
"Which way do we go?" Brazil War God asked.
Liang Yue lagged a few steps behind the others, leaning against the wall watchfully, "If You insist on staying here, I suggest going to the right..."
"Shut up!" Pharaoh interrupted. After speaking, He stood in the corridor and looked around, then turned and walked towards the venting room.
The door of the psychological counseling room had clearly been hit by sothing. If it was a forr student from here, that would be fine, but what if it was a urban legend, and that urban legend was lurking inside the psychological counseling room?
He tentatively pushed the iron door, and unexpectedly, with a little force, the door opened directly.
The lock was broken. It was unknown whether the lock core had rusted from not being used for a long ti, or whether the snap ring had broken from being violently forced open. A small piece of tal fell to the ground with a "clang!".
Accompanied by a harsh creaking sound, the door of the venting room was pushed open, and a musty, rotten sll mixed with dust rushed out. In a trance, a low sigh sounded in her ear.
"Did You hear anything?" Yun ng asked in a low voice.
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Everyone shook their heads in silence.
Why is it like this again? Am I the only one who can hear and see?
No, rather than seeing and hearing, is it sensing things that ordinary people cannot sense?
This is too strange!
Yun ng felt like she was going crazy. In just over ten minutes since they left the classroom at the end of the corridor, their companions, who had been getting along harmoniously, suddenly beca untrustworthy.
Liang Yue kept saying mysterious things, as if she knew sothing.
Soone in the discussion group once said that humans cannot defeat urban legend, but Brazil War God, after disappearing for a few minutes for no reason, suddenly returned and claid he had defeated the urban legend.
Even her own lover was full of suspicious points, as if trying desperately to hide so secret.
She felt like she had fallen into the Minotaur's labyrinth, unable to find a way out, with a terrifying monster chasing her from behind.
...
Pharaoh shone his flashlight forward and could see many torn paper scraps scattered on the empty corridor.
Rows of large doors made of white soft material were neatly arranged on both sides of the corridor, like silent, watching ghost shadows.
Sniffing, he caught a faint foul odor. He took a few steps forward and seed to step on sothing. He looked down and realized that hidden among the paper scraps were large numbers of dried cockroach corpses.
Yun ng walked second to last, behind Brazil War God. The mont she entered the area of the venting rooms, she had a very bad feeling.
A chill ran down her spine, as if she was being watched by so terrifying monster.
If we rashly break in here, will we release so monster that has been imprisoned for a long ti? This thought arose in Yun ng's mind.
She thought nervously, glancing around at her surroundings. When she noticed that the door next to her was not locked, she poked her head out and peeked inside through the crack in the door.
Behind the door was a space covered in gray and white soft walls. Several figures with swollen bodies were piled together like corpses.
Before she could even get a clear look at their faces, Yun ng let out a terrified scream, and her flashlight clattered to the ground.
"Ah—! There, there are people! There are people in that room!"
Yun ng's words startled everyone, and their steps froze.
Liang Yue cautiously stepped back a few steps, distancing herself from the people in front, as if ready to run away at any mont.
Brazil War God tightened his grip on the sharp steel bar in his hand.
Pharaoh retreated from the front, blocking Yun ng, and then slowly approached the room with the slightly ajar door.
Shining the beam of his flashlight into the room, he cautiously peered inside through the crack in the door for a mont before letting out a sigh of relief.
Turning around, he hugged Yun ng, his fingers probing into her long hair, and rubbed her head, saying, "Alright, alright, don't be afraid. That's not a person, just a few sandbag dummies for venting."
"Is, is that so?"
"Yes, that's right," Pharaoh said softly.
"Haha, it's nothing, it's nothing!" Brazil War God smoothed things over, "If I suddenly saw a few dummies in this place, I'd definitely be scared too."
Is it really just a few dummies? Yun ng thought, but why were all the dummies' heads facing towards the outside of the door? It was as if they were secretly observing them.
The unease caused by the dummies in her heart had not completely subsided; it had just gone into hiding, as if waiting for an opportunity to erupt even more violently.
After a brief commotion, everyone beca quiet again, and the faint sound of white porcelain plates bouncing could be heard vaguely from downstairs.
"Clang—clang—!"
The urban legend that appeared with the white porcelain plates seed to have returned to its original form and started moving again.
Although it didn't chase them to the fourth floor, it kept wandering in the corridor downstairs, like a sad ghost forever trapped in an empty floor.
Indeed, just as those people in the discussion group had said, humans cannot defeat urban legend.
Everything that just happened confird this. Yun ng thought.
Just as she was contemplating, Brazil War God suddenly said, "Uh, everyone... can we stop and rest for a bit? I, I can barely walk anymore."
The stimulation of fear subsided, and the tense nerves gradually relaxed. The injured Brazil War God also began to feel like he couldn't hold on much longer.
Pharaoh shone his flashlight on Brazil War God, examining him from head to toe.
His eyes were sowhat unfocused, his pale face covered in bloodstains, his Adam's apple bobbed up and down with the violent heaving of his chest, and his legs seed to have lost strength, trembling slightly.
After a long while, Pharaoh nodded slightly, turned around, and asked Yun ng and Liang Yue for their opinions, "Then shall we go into that room to rest?"
Although they couldn't leave this school, which was full of hidden dangers, for the ti being, and Brazil War God's wounds couldn't be properly treated, he really needed to rest.
Perhaps we should go check out the psychological counseling room? We might find bandages or sothing there.
But...
Could this be the urban legend deliberately creating the scene before them, wanting to lure them over there? Pharaoh thought.
Although he had temporarily accepted Brazil War God's return, he still harbored suspicion about his identity.
"I have no problem with You going in, but I'm not going in. I'll just stay in the corridor," Liang Yue suddenly said. After speaking, she walked to the door of the venting room and sat down leaning against the wall.
Pharaoh frowned slightly at this but did not interfere with Liang Yue's personal wishes. Instead, he turned to look at Yun ng.
"I... too..." Yun ng stamred for a while before giving an ambiguous answer, "Let's go in and see first. It's been so long, I don't know if there's anywhere to stand inside."
Pharaoh knew his girlfriend had a slight Cleanliness (cleanliness obsession) and nodded without saying anything further. He then supported the teetering Brazil War God and pushed open the door of the venting room.
The space inside the venting room was not large, just a small room of about ten square ters. The walls on all sides were completely sealed, covered with soft leather to prevent students from getting injured when venting.
Standing in such a room wrapped in leather, Yun ng suddenly had a very strange feeling. She felt like she was standing in the abdominal cavity of so enormous creature, which made her very uncomfortable.
She scanned the room. When her gaze fell on the sandbag dummies, her pupils suddenly contracted sharply, and she got goosebumps all over.
They moved!
When I looked through the crack in the door just now, their heads were clearly all facing outwards!
Now, she didn't know when, they had all turned their backs towards the depths of the room.
Thinking, Yun ng was full of fear and said with a crying voice, "Don't go in! Those dummies moved! Let's get out of here!"
Pharaoh, who was walking in front, was stunned for a mont, opened his mouth, and was about to say sothing, but Brazil War God, whom he was supporting, suddenly shouted.
"That's enough of You! Are You not going to let people rest properly? I've been annoyed with You for a long ti. You're clearly not interested in urban legend, but You insisted on coming here, and when You arrived, You kept startling people! Why weren't You so excited when I was dragged away by the urban legend just now?"
As he spoke, Brazil War God kicked the dummy next to him hard, "It moved? Why don't You say it's going to jump up and kill people? You..."
"Can You stop?" Pharaoh said in a deep voice, and Brazil War God's voice stopped abruptly.
"Tch!" Brazil War God spat, broke free from Pharaoh's supporting hand, and lay down directly on the dummy in the center of the room, using it as a pillow.
"Whatever, I can't move. I just want to lie here for a while."
Pharaoh squatted down to examine the dummies, then walked towards Yun ng and pulled her into his arms.
"Baobao, don't be afraid. Maybe You saw wrong in Your panic just now. They are really just ordinary dummies. If You are afraid of those dummies, we can just stay by the door."
Did I see wrong? Perhaps! Yun ng hesitated, but still nodded and left the room with Pharaoh, coming out into the corridor and sitting opposite Liang Yue.
Pharaoh sat beside Yun ng, took her small hand, intertwined their fingers, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, we are temporarily safe. As long as we survive until dawn and leave here, everything will be over."
"Mm, I hope so," Yun ng replied, leaning against Pharaoh's shoulder. Feeling his warm body temperature, much of her earlier panic dissipated.
Her gaze shifted towards Liang Yue opposite her, a hint of resentnt flashing in her eyes.
I really don't know why she said those things. Was she trying to ruin our relationship? Or did she have so other motive? Yun ng thought.
Ti flowed quietly in the room filled with a faint musty sll.
A wave of sleepiness washed over her. Although she kept telling herself she couldn't sleep now, after hearing her lover's gentle voice in her ear, she couldn't help but fall asleep.
"Sleep, I'm here!"
"Mm," Yun ng humd in response, her head drooped, and she fell asleep.
If there really is sothing wrong with soone among us, then Liang Yue is the most suspicious person!
How could urban legend have body temperature? In the mont before falling asleep, Yun ng thought groggily.
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