Horror Classroom

"Tell me, what happened back then?" I asked, looking at her.

"That was so depressing," Lan Lele said, then recounted an experience she had.

Her best friend usually liked to use Douyin and often posted dance videos, gaining millions of followers. Lan Lele, as her photographer, had always helped her film.

One time, her friend had a sudden idea to film a dance video at the abandoned school building. So, Lan Lele followed along.

Just as her friend was dancing to the music, performing an 'otaku dance', Han Qianqian suddenly appeared. The outcome was, as expected, terrible.

Her friend was killed, and she fled in a panic, somehow managing to survive.

Speaking of which, Lan Lele took a sip of red wine, her face filled with pain. "I never want to experience that again."

"Speaking of which, we all entered the abandoned school building for some inexplicable reason, stumbling in by accident. And then we could never leave," Li Tongtian said.

"It felt like it was destined in the dark. That feeling is truly awful," I said.

"That's how it is, but what does she, Han Qianqian, have to do with us? We didn't kill her," Lan Lele said, shaking her head while drinking.

I snatched her wine glass away and rolled my eyes at her. "It's not good for children to drink."

"I'm not a child." Lan Lele took another large gulp, looking at me with bleary, drunken eyes. "Hey, you two stoics. Can't you smile?"

"What's there to smile about?" Li Tongtian and I said in unison.

"Tch, you two poker faces, what are you trying to be cool for?" Lan Lele grabbed my hand and looked at me. "What do you think of me?"

"You're cute, but you're still a brat," I said.

"You're only a few years older than me! How can you say that?" Lan Lele got anxious, grabbed my hand, and bit it hard twice.

After finishing the meal, the three of us said our goodbyes and got up to leave.

Lan Lele, however, pulled on my hand, saying she was afraid of the dark and asked me to walk her home.

Although very impatient, I still held her hand and walked along the road.

Lan Lele kept looking around and suddenly asked, "Liang Fan, do you think ghosts really exist in this world?"

"Of course, Han Qianqian is a fierce ghost," I said.

"But I always feel like she doesn't want to hunt us down. It's like she has her own difficulties," Lan Lele said.

"Perhaps, but she shouldn't vent her hatred on innocent people like us," I said nonchalantly.

"Yeah, speaking of which, how many people has she killed so far?" Lan Lele looked at me.

"I haven't calculated that, but if we assume four people go in each time and two come out, in half a year, she could kill thousands," I said.

"Thousands of people? That's terrifying. So many people would die," Lan Lele said, her face full of shock.

"I don't know how many she's killed up to now, but I have a feeling the abandoned school has already seen rivers of blood," I said, shaking my head.

As we were walking, a stumbling figure suddenly appeared before us. It was a haggard woman. She looked at me with a face full of hardship. Upon seeing our school uniforms, she suddenly exclaimed excitedly, "Wait a minute, I have something to ask you."

I frowned and looked at her.

The woman hurriedly took out a photo and handed it to me. "Have you seen my daughter? She's been missing for several days. I can't find her."

I looked at the photo. The girl in it was very pretty, but I didn't recognize her.

"Can you tell me why she went missing? Maybe I can help you," I said to her in a gentle tone.

"I don't know. She suddenly got rich recently and kept giving me money. When I asked where the money came from, she wouldn't say," the woman said, her face anxious.

"Oh, and then she disappeared?" I asked.

"We were eating that day, and she suddenly rushed out the door as if possessed. After that, I couldn't find her," the woman said, her face full of sadness and her eyes filled with pain.

I trembled, but outwardly remained calm. "Maybe she just ran out to play. You don't need to worry."

"But why hasn't she answered my calls?" The woman snatched the photo from my hand and turned to leave.

Seeing her retreating figure, I felt a pang in my heart. Lan Lele said nervously, "Her daughter, could she be like us?"

"I'm afraid she's already been killed by Han Qianqian," I said calmly.

"That Han Qianqian is too detestable," Lan Lele gritted her teeth.

I didn't speak, my eyes already filled with extreme anger. Although Han Qianqian had a tragic past, that was no reason for her to kill innocent people. How many people had she killed these past few days? It was simply incalculable!

Such a demon must die, no matter what!

With that thought, I shook off Lan Lele and turned to leave.

Lan Lele shouted angrily behind me, but I was indifferent.

The sky had turned dark, but I was walking towards the abandoned school. When I arrived, it was deserted; the workers had already left.

But it wasn't completely empty. A figure was slowly walking within the abandoned teaching building. This person was Master Du Mo.

He was also holding a lantern in his hand.

"Master Du Mo, I need to talk to you," I said to him.

"I also have something to discuss with you, benefactor," Master Du Mo replied.