Horror Classroom

At that moment, Han Qianqian extended her hand, and a cold glint flashed. Master Du Mo's arm, holding the khakkhara, was severed. Master Du Mo grunted, his body recoiling. Just then, Han Qianqian, with a sinister grin, swung her blade.

Master Du Mo fell to the ground, unable to resist.

Seeing this, I don't know where I found the courage, but I charged in.

Han Qianqian didn't expect me to do that at all; my impact sent her flying. At that moment, I quickly grabbed Master Du Mo and dragged him towards the back door.

Soon, I managed to drag Master Du Mo out the back door with great difficulty. Han Qianqian had already caught up, but as she swung her dagger, she couldn't advance further.

Master Du Mo gasped for breath, his gaze falling on me as he said, "Why didn't you leave? Why did you save me? Don't you know I wanted to kill you?"

"If I don't go to hell, who will?" I said to him suddenly.

Master Du Mo froze for a moment, then laughed self-deprecatingly. "Hahaha, I, a dignified eminent monk, am ultimately inferior to a mere youth. It's truly ironic."

My gaze fell forward. Han Qianqian was extremely agitated. She swung her dagger, trying to stab Master Du Mo frantically, but she couldn't succeed no matter what.

"Master, let's leave quickly. You're seriously injured," I said to him.

"No need. I owe her. I'll repay it sooner or later," Master Du Mo shook his head, sitting on the ground, gazing into the distance with a very calm expression.

I glanced at him, my lips moving as I asked, "Master, why did you want to kill me, yet save me?"

"Because my plan can no longer be realized. Why involve innocent people?" Master Du Mo sighed, looking at Han Qianqian. "She can no longer be controlled by me. My years of planning have still yielded no results."

Speaking of this, he seemed rather calm, without any disappointment.

"Master, since you have compassion in your heart, why did you do such a thing?" I asked, confused.

"To get revenge on someone," Master Du Mo said, his gaze becoming open.

"Revenge?" I asked, full of surprise.

"Yes, revenge. But with my strength, I couldn't exact revenge. I could only do it through Han Qianqian," Master Du Mo said.

"What exactly did he do to you? To make you hate him so much?" I asked curiously.

"He massacred everyone in our entire temple, including my Master," Master Du Mo said, a cold glint flashing in his eyes before returning to calm.

"So that's how it is." I nodded, looking at him without the fear and hatred I had before.

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He was also a pitiable person, reduced to this state for revenge.

"There's one thing I'm very curious about." I looked at Master Du Mo, hesitated, and asked, "Master, why did your plan fail? Han Qianqian was clearly under your control just now."

"I'm not sure about that either, but based on my observations, my plan encountered a huge setback. Someone intervened midway," Master Du Mo shook his head, his eyes filled with fear. "I clearly felt a supremely evil force that prevented the Soul Summoning Bell."

"This evil force is something I've never heard of. I can be sure. I was set up!"

I looked at him, a turbulent wave crashing in my mind. I couldn't help but say, "So, the one who truly released Han Qianqian wasn't you, but that mastermind!"

"That's right. He released Han Qianqian a step earlier and then began plotting all this. I was merely his pawn."

"I thought I was in control of everything, but in reality, Han Qianqian had long been beyond my control."

"In my plan, so many people didn't need to die. Han Qianqian, after seven years of Yin energy nourishment, would naturally have become an extremely ferocious Fierce Ghost. But Han Qianqian, released five years earlier, lacked the nourishment of Yin energy, becoming even more manic and ferocious."

"Based on my observations just now, the number of people who have died here has already exceeded a hundred! This will worsen the resentment here, turning it into an truly ominous land."

"And this is probably the mastermind's true goal. I never imagined that I would be the one schemed against in the end."

Listening to Master Du Mo's self-mocking words, I felt a chill run down my spine. Even someone like Master Du Mo was schemed against; the mastermind was truly terrifying.

"What is the mastermind's goal? Does he want Han Qianqian to kill all of us?" I asked him.

"I'm not too sure why this is happening," Master Du Mo shook his head in confusion, his gaze filled with thought.

"Master, is there no way for us to escape?" I asked him cautiously.

"You have no idea what you're facing!" Master Du Mo looked at me seriously and said, "This place has already become a place of extreme danger. Anyone who touches it will be cursed and will never be able to leave. Once you die here, you will merge into the curse, making the curse even more terrifying, spreading the horrific death and cursing everyone who enters..."

"So, we're doomed?" I asked him.

"Not necessarily. We just need to find a way to deal with Han Qianqian." Master Du Mo's face had turned extremely pale. He coughed a few times and looked at me. "Han Qianqian died unjustly, killing thirty-seven people in her rage. But the main culprit, Li Yang, escaped. This made her extremely ferocious."

"If her resentment can be resolved, then perhaps we can survive."

"Why was Li Yang able to escape Han Qianqian's pursuit?" I asked curiously.

"I don't know that either. He must have used some kind of evil sorcery," Master Du Mo said, his face growing even paler. But he didn't seem to care, his eyes already holding a sense of release.

Chapter 19: Soul Summoning Bell

I looked at Master Du Mo with emotion, knowing clearly that his injuries were extremely severe and beyond treatment. He would likely die soon.

For some reason, I felt a pang of sadness and asked him, "Who is Master's enemy? If I have the chance, I will avenge you."

"Haha, you probably can't," Master Du Mo shook his head, his expression cautious. "He is a person more terrifying than a ghost. You are no match for him. Therefore, I will not tell you his name."

I looked at Master Du Mo, then at Han Qianqian, and suddenly asked, "Master, do you regret it?"

"No regrets. I grew up in a temple, originally wanting a solitary life of a monk to accompany me my whole life. But who knew such a tragedy would occur." Master Du Mo's eyes were filled with sorrow as he spoke. "My kind Master, my beloved junior disciples, fell one after another."

"From that day on, I vowed to Buddha that even if I fell into Abyss Hell, I would make him pay the price. It's just that despite all the wrongdoings I've committed, I still couldn't get my revenge."

I nodded, my expression completely calm. I looked at him and said softly, "Master, you must be tired. It's time to rest."