"Then let's leave it at that. No matter what evil deeds you commit, we won't see them. But I will never allow you to lay a hand on any of us." After saying that, I turned and left.
Li Yang watched me in silence, a strange smile curling at the corners of his mouth.
When I returned to the classroom, I lay facedown on my desk and said helplessly, "It's settled. We'll know next time."
Something happened again that afternoon.
Several strangers inexplicably died at the school. The students discussed it among themselves, all curious about who these people were.
"Have you heard? Some of them were ladies, some were salespeople, and some sold houses. How did they end up at the school?"
"I heard they died horribly. They were covered in wounds."
"That's nothing. I heard one person died even worse. They were stabbed more than a hundred times. It was absolutely brutal!"
Listening to their discussion, I frowned. I realized that, apart from us, other people had entered the Abandoned School as well. Unfortunately, they had encountered the enraged Han Qianqian and died horribly.
Section 37: Blood and Flesh Grinding Mill
In fact, countless people were drawn into the Abandoned School, but each time, unless there were special circumstances, only four people entered. Then Han Qianqian would hunt them down. Once those four escaped, the next group would arrive.
The entire Abandoned School was a blood-and-flesh grinding mill, crushing everyone who arrived into powder. And because of the curse, those who entered kept throwing themselves to their deaths, one wave after another.
By now, I no longer knew how many people had died inside the Abandoned School. Of course, new people continued to appear as well.
Every time we escaped from Han Qianqian, we would be summoned into