Horror Classroom Section 10

But I found the boiler room was already empty, not even a bedding roll was left.

I was greatly alarmed and suddenly realized that Old Chen Tou had probably already left the school.

So I hurriedly asked people everywhere, wanting to know where Old Chen Tou had gone. But no one knew.

Just then, a teacher suddenly said, "Old Chen Tou left this morning. He's said to be returning to his hometown. He worked at the school for half his life, it's time for him to rest."

After hearing this news, I didn't have time to think further and rushed out of the school.

I hailed a taxi and headed straight for the train station. Without a doubt, Old Chen Tou was leaving.

When I arrived at the train station, I looked around the waiting hall. But I found nothing.

Just as I was looking around, the boarding call suddenly sounded. I jerked my head around. I saw a group of people boarding. And Old Chen Tou was at the front of the line.

"Stop!" I shouted urgently, rushing forward.

Seeing me, Old Chen Tou raised the ticket in his hand and was about to board the train. I held onto his luggage tightly, forcing Old Chen Tou to drag it along with me.

At this moment, the train attendant arrived and shouted at me, "What are you doing!"

I pulled the luggage, my gaze fixed on Old Chen Tou, and cried out mournfully, "Please, tell me."

"Sigh." Old Chen Tou shook his head. He fumbled in his pocket and took out a piece of paper, handing it to me and saying, "This is for you, let me go."

I took the white paper, and Old Chen Tou seized the opportunity to grab his luggage and rush onto the train.

By the time I reacted, he was nowhere to be found.

Sighing, I turned and walked out of the station, sitting on a bench in the waiting hall. I opened the white paper.

It was a crumpled piece of white paper with messy writing in pencil. But I could vaguely make out the contents of the writing.

After I finished reading it, my face froze in shock, and I couldn't speak for a long time.

The white paper read: After Han Qianqian committed suicide, a haunting incident occurred, resulting in the deaths of thirty-seven teachers and students in one day! All thirty-seven people died bizarrely, their bodies riddled with holes, a gruesome sight!

I stood there stunned for a long time, then put the paper into my pocket and left the station with a terrified expression.

Back in the classroom, my heart was in turmoil.

No wonder Old Chen Tou was unwilling to reveal the truth. I never imagined such a terrifying event had happened back then.

The matter of vengeful spirits seeking lives was occasionally mentioned. But thirty-seven people dying in one day. That was truly horrifying!

Thinking about it, Han Qianqian was no longer an ordinary ghost; she had become a fierce ghost!

The thought sent a chill down my spine. No wonder the entire school was forced to relocate back then; it was all Han Qianqian's doing.

Facing such a fierce ghost, what should I do?

For a moment, I was at a loss, completely unsure of what to do.

The school had always kept the news under wraps. That's why. Thirty-seven people died in one day, one could imagine the terrible panic the entire school's teachers and students must have fallen into.

Just then, I suddenly thought of something.

Why did Han Qianqian reappear? That wasn't normal. It had been five years since that accident. For the past five years, the abandoned school had been peaceful. Why did I encounter Han Qianqian when I went in? What twists and turns had occurred in between?

Thinking of the coffin Old Chen Tou mentioned, I vaguely began to understand.

However, the white paper Old Chen Tou gave me, while telling me what happened afterward, never mentioned one person: the scumbag who cheated Han Qianqian's feelings. I still don't know if he's alive or dead.

Although one mystery was solved, I was plunged into another.

Wu Yong suddenly nudged me and asked, "Liang Fan, what are you thinking about? The homeroom teacher has been calling you for a while."

"It's nothing," I shook my head and looked at the homeroom teacher. Suddenly, I thought of something.

Chapter 6: Fear Strikes Again

Five years ago, thirty-seven people died in one day. This was enough to show that Han Qianqian had become a fierce ghost. And not just any fierce ghost. But after that, Han Qianqian disappeared for five years.

This was enough to show that the school must have had a way to deal with her. But why did she appear again now to harm people? Were the coffin and bracelet Old Chen Tou mentioned related to Han Qianqian?

As I was lost in thought, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my back, and my expression changed instantly.

Wu Yong looked at me strangely and muttered, "What's wrong with you now?"

"It's none of your business, I'm skipping class," I glanced at him and walked towards the back door, squatting down.

But then, the homeroom teacher suddenly called out, "Liang Fan, what are you doing? Trying to skip class right in front of me?"

I stood up abruptly, the stinging pain in my back making me feel extremely uncomfortable. I turned my head and looked at the homeroom teacher, saying, "That's right, I'm going to skip class openly."

With that, I opened the door and walked out brazenly.

I slammed the door shut, ignoring the homeroom teacher's scolding behind me. My face was filled with bitterness.

Horror Classroom Section 6

It's happening again, the nightmare is happening again.

This time, I tried to go up, I walked upstairs step by step. I wanted to avoid that place, but no matter how I walked, there were endless flights of stairs in front of me, and I walked them over and over.

But just then, I missed a step. When I looked up, I saw a gust of cold wind blow past.

The entrance to the abandoned school was now close at hand. The desolate playground and the dilapidated teaching building stretched out before my eyes, filling me with a sense of desolation.