When Wu Rong returned to the classroom, the class had already started. The moment he entered the door, all the students in the classroom turned their heads and stared at her at the same time. Their angles and expressions were all exactly the same. It was indescribably terrifying.
“Where have you been?”
The teacher on the podium asked gloomily, “Don’t you know about the exam in today’s class? Go back quickly.”
There was a faint smell of blood, and the test paper was placed on the table. The two large pale-yellow pages were limp and rough in the hand, thick in some places and thin in others, not like a test paper. It looked more like straw paper, or yellow paper burned for the dead, and the title printed on it was so faintly printed that it was almost impossible to read.
Wu Rong raised the test paper and shook it. In an angle the question test paper was reflecting the sun. The thin part of the paper was transparent, and the thick part was shadowed, indistinctly, as if a grinning face was printed on it. Two holes were torn on the test paper at some point, which was the location of the ghost eyes.
It seemed that there was some invisible and terrifying existence faintly looking at him through the two paper holes.
“Teacher, the paper is torn.”
Wu Rong raised his hand expressionlessly and exchanged a new paper with the impatient teacher.
“The exam time is coming soon.”
The teacher looked at her miserably, his face getting more and more sallow, like a wax figure that failed to melt in a wax museum. Twitching the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, it was even weirder than when he wasn’t smiling.
“Students who fail will be punished.”
Wu Rong didn’t pay attention to the teacher’s words at all. In their worst class, let alone getting good grades in the exam, the number of passers could be counted with one hand. As long as there were ten people who pass the grade and pass to the class next door, the teacher was happy enough to jump off the stairs.
As if in response to the teacher’s words, the clock hanging at the back of the classroom rang, and the paper would be handed in in ten minutes. But Wu Rong’s new test paper was still blank. This time there was no grimace, but the questions were also gone. How could a completely blank test paper get a pass? At the same time, the smell of blood that was faintly present became stronger and stronger.
Tick.
Tick.
The viscous and smelly liquid dripped from the table bucket to the ground, and the strong and disgusting bloody smell also came from there. Wu Rong bent down, tilted his head to look at the table storage, and saw a piece of bloody flesh that was still trembling slightly. There were black hairs on the meat, which looked like dense mold. Every time it squirmed and trembled, the hairs on it trembled with it.
Withdrawing his eyes, Wu Rong looked around, and saw the tattooed boy with the buzzcut sitting on the left side closest to him giving him a malicious smile, glancing at Wu Rong’s test paper which was still blank, the malicious smile on his face was even worse, and he mouthed: “You, are, finished.”
His mouth shape was very exaggerated, and he could see the scarlet bloody throat, and there was a black thing in the deepest part, which seemed to be covered with hair like the piece of meat.
Wu Rong glanced at him, and then at his paper.
She raised her hand, exchanged the papers between herself and the man with a short head very naturally and smoothly, and wrote her name in the upper left corner of the paper.
Ding Lingling—
It was time to hand in the test paper. When the bell rang, the man with the short hair was still in a daze. When he saw Wú Róng hand in the test paper, he stood up abruptly, grabbed Wú Róng’s arm, and said with a grim expression, “Teacher!, She—”
“Teacher, he put mice in my desk.”
Wú Róng seemed to be hurt by being squeezed and looked down at her arm. The skinny and pale arms of the dark-haired girl were thin and sensitive, and they turned blue when they were squeezed. With long black hair hanging down, and a short and delicate body, it looked even more fragile in contrast to the mighty and tall man with the buzzcut. She looks like a pitiful little girl who had been bullied on campus.
The sallow-faced teacher stepped forward and glanced at Wú Róng’s table fight. He didn’t know if it was an illusion, but Wu Rong vaguely heard the sound of him swallowing. Then the teacher stood up and looked at the short-haired man with serious dissatisfaction: “Liu Gao, why did you put a mouse on Wú Róng’s desk?”
With a glance, the teacher’s expression became even uglier when he saw the blank test paper on the short haired man’s desk: “How dare you hand in a blank paper?!”
The man was stunned, and was dazed by a series of scolding: “Teacher, I didn’t—”
“How dare you contradict the teacher!”
The sallow-faced teacher pointed at his nose and scolded him for more than ten minutes, and then punished him to stand outside and did not allow him to eat lunch. Only then did he leave with the paper. Wu Rong looked into the classroom. After the exam, the weird feeling in the classroom disappeared. Some students were fighting, some were sleeping, and some were talking to each other in the corner, just like when he first came.
Warm yellow sunlight came in through the bright window. It was strange that the sky outside the window was very gloomy during the exam just now, and the light in the classroom was also dim and dim. Wú Róng looked down at her lower body thoughtfully.
She seems to understand.
At this moment, her arm was pulled back forcefully.
“What the hell are you? How dare you play tricks on me and snitch me to the teacher, huh?”
The tattooed boy with a buzz cut rudely pulled her over. He was stunned when he saw Wú Róng’s face after taking off her glasses. Seeing her fair and delicate face, her brows were furrowed as if in pain, her pupils were lacquered dimly, and most of the anger and aggrievedness seemed to be poured with cold water, most of them disappeared with a puff. He thought he was acting domineering, but in fact he sounded greasy and raised his hand to pinch Wú Róng’s chin: “Little b*tch, you look a bit flirtatious——”
“Bang!”
The classroom seemed to shake with a loud noise. The strong, bearish boy was thrown to the ground with a shoulder throw, and the tables and chairs were knocked askew. Wu Rong, bathed in the shocked eyes of his classmates in the classroom, stepped on his back and grabbed his arm with one hand.
“Ahhh!!!”
Amidst the pig-like screams, a paper crane flew crookedly from outside the corridor. Wú Róng raised her hand after she felt something, and the paper crane was falling on her palm. The lavender paper crane was painted with complex and delicate patterns, and its forehead was a little red, like a dried blood spot.
Compared with the silent class, the corridor suddenly became noisy. Wú Róng kicked the man who fell to the ground like a dead dog and looked around the court. Seeing the buzz cut man twitching and miserable, the students all dared not look at her. In the morning, the girl Li Fa, who was asking her for the class fee, shivered with fear when she looked at Wú Róng, and instinctively hung a stiff, ingratiating smile.
At this time, the noise in the corridor was getting closer and closer to the classroom, and finally stopped at their door.
Knock.
There was an alienated and polite knock on the door, and someone watching the excitement outside shouted loudly: “Open the door, Teacher Ye is here!”
“He came to your class to find someone!”
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However, everyone in the classroom was shocked by Wú Róng’s sudden outburst, and nobody dared to move for a moment. Knocking at the door twice, stop, then——
Boom!
The classroom door flew back violently, crashing into the podium with a bang. The scorched black behind the door was horrible, as if struck by lightning. In the chaos, a person walked in slowly. He wore gold-rimmed glasses, was unsmiling and cold, just like a handsome teacher imagined in countless school dramas. A simple white shirt and jeans looked like expensive haute couture on him, making his legs extraordinarily slender and straight.
It’s just that he held a bright red peach wood sword in his hand that wouldn’t normally appear in a teacher’s hand. When he lowered his eyes and retracted the sword, he looked like an immortal twisting a plum branch, indescribably dignified and ascetic, like a pure and flawless Tianshan snow lotus. But coupled with the appalling wreckage of the wooden door, that indifference adds a bit of tyranny and wantonness, and the contrast makes the heart tremble.
“Qe Ebcu.”
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“I found you.”
“Ye Feixing.”
“Wú Róng.”
On the playground, Wu Rong and Fu Qing exchanged their identities after entering the vocational high school. After entering the tiankeng, the testers will fully integrate into their identities. They must realize their mistakes and find themselves, so those things brought into the tiankeng could be used.
The inside of the tiankeng is more like a shrewd illusion. For example, the identity of the girl Wu Rong now replaces, no matter whether others look at her or she looks at herself, is a girl named Wú Róng. But in fact his body is still his own, such as his real gender and the strength with which he just threw the buzz cut man.
“Liuyang Vocational High School is said to be normal during the day, but ghosts are rampant at night.”
Wu Rong frowned slightly remembering what he saw in class just now.
“Daytime refers to sunlight.”
Fu Qing said flatly, “It’s safe when it’s sunny, but be careful when the sun disappears.”
The sky outside the window was really gloomy during the exam.
“The No. 444 tiankeng has been opened seven times in total.”
Compared with other dangerous tiankengs, this number is quite a lot, and there is also a lot of information about the No. 444 tiankeng. The two sat in the shade of the paulownia tree at the edge of the playground, avoiding the scorching sun. Wu Rong glanced at the sky again, obviously from the outside, No. 444 sinkhole was shrouded in a thick cloud, but after entering, he could see such a bright sun..
According to previous experience, those who enter the tiankeng will be divided into three identities: students, teachers and other school personnel. Wu Rong and Fu Qing were assigned the status of students and teachers respectively, and other school personnel included dormitory supervisors, cooks, cleaners and so on. The area of the ghost domain that changed after nightfall was also related to their identities.
“Teaching buildings, office buildings, canteens, dormitory buildings. How come there are underground air-raid shelters?”
Wu Rong called up the profile of Liuyang Vocational High School from his mobile phone. He was still visiting the ghost market this morning, and entered the tiankeng before noon. The time in the middle was too urgent, so he just flipped through it without looking carefully.
Liuyang Vocational High School was an old school with a long history. It was founded in 1945. It was formerly known as the Qiyi School of the People’s Liberation Army. It covered a very large area. At the beginning, even the mountains behind the school and a few pieces of farmland around the school were within the scope of the school, and it was self-sufficient. The milk number, the chicken number and the laundry room and so on. The area where the school is located was often prone to bombing during wartime, and there is an underground air-raid shelter under the school, which can go all the way to the back mountain.
The school was later reprogrammed, but the bomb shelter had always remained. Until a few years ago, a few students played in the middle of the night and went to the air-raid shelter for an adventure, but they disappeared. The body was not found in the back mountain three days later, and the air-raid shelter was sealed, but it was not completely closed off.
“Is the air-raid shelter down here?”
Wu Rong got up and walked to the paulownia tree not far away, where a square concrete platform about 30 centimeters high was built on the ground. The center of the cement platform was sealed by a thick circular cement plate similar to a manhole cover, but it was not completely sealed. There was a gap of less than five centimeters between the cement plate and the cement platform, and the things inside could be seen through the rusted steel bars.
This should be one of the emergency exits in the air-raid shelter.
“What?”
Wu Rong stared at the gap for a long time.
“There’s something inside.”
Through the cracks and twilight, it could be seen that the deep and wide space below was not empty, but piled up with many unwanted old tables and chairs. Just now, Wu Rong seemed to have seen a black shadow running across the table and chairs in a hurry. Immediately afterwards, a large piece of white covered the tables and chairs, and slowly followed behind him. The white thing was very thin and big, like…
“Like a papery, pale, huge human face.”
“Flowing by.”
At this moment, in the dark and gloomy underground air raid shelter, You Yingfa ran away crazily. He was breathing like a worn old bellows, sweating heavily but didn’t dare to stop, his face was full of despair. The existence of the danger and terror behind him would never catch up with him. It is not that it cannot catch up, but that it plays cunningly, like a cat catching a mouse. Letting him fall into deeper fear.
Yet he could only run away.
The aisle was full of dilapidated tables and chairs, and You Yingfa stumbled as he fled. Suddenly, he tripped and fell hard to the ground. Regardless of the severe pain, he hurriedly tried to get up, but it had no effect other than making the tables and chairs rattle.
You Yingfa couldn’t stop crying, trembling all over, not daring to look back. Even though the cold air came behind him, the cool air brushed over his neck, like a hunter chuckling.
The cold, hard limbs were placed on You Yingfa’s shoulders from behind, his whole body was stiff, tears were streaming down his face, his teeth were chattering, and—
His heart was gripped by the fear of dying.
————When You Yingfa first entered the No. 444 sinkhole———
“Veterans, are you satisfied with my identity this time? If you are satisfied, tap 1, and if you are particularly satisfied, tap 2. I will watch your barrage after I go out.”
After entering the 444th tiankeng, You Yingfa, an experienced round faced anchor, soon realized his true identity, woke up and opened the live broadcast.
The tiankeng was too cloudy, and it was in a distorted space, so ordinary video devices couldn’t be used. The photography club specially cultivates mother and son ghosts. As long as you bring a child ghost, you can send the image back to the place where the mother ghost is. Those who go to the tiankeng will get sub-ghosts, but it’s up to them to see if they broadcast live. Usually, both the Public Security Bureau and the photography agency will take part of the income from the live broadcast, but this time it is different.
For this Tiankeng trial, whether it is a live broadcast or some precious items obtained in the Tiankeng, all the proceeds belong to oneself. This was also the reason why You Yingfa found a way to participate in this Tiankeng trial.
Because there were vicious incidents in the Tiankeng live broadcast before, the name of the host was not marked in the live broadcast room, but only random numbers were marked. Viewers could post barrage, but their barrage cannot be seen during the live broadcast and can only be seen after going out.
You Yingfa had done many live broadcasts of Huangquan and Tiankeng. As a mature anchor, he can talk to the air even without audience interaction, without stage fright at all. He was the first person to start a live broadcast, and the viewers who were waiting on the live broadcast platform rushed in. Although he couldn’t see the barrage, the number of people in the live broadcast room soared to over one million in an instant and various virtual gift such as wiper screens made You Yingfa smile blossom.
“Thank you for your support. I believe there are many old friend who have seen my Big Fish, and there are also new friends who watched Tiankeng live broadcast for the first time. Welcome, we will be family in the future! I am also very lucky to be able to witness the legendary No. 444 tiankeng with my own eyes.”
You Yingfa found out his identity thoroughly in the hut while broadcasting. When he saw a bunch of keys hanging on the wall, he squinted slightly and opened his eyes slightly. Then he took the keys off in high spirits and said mysteriously in a low voice: “Veterans, this time you will feast your eyes. Today, I will give you a good start. How about a ghost?”
“’Ah Big Fish, you are talking big again, there are no ghosts during the day, and there is nothing exciting about the safety time in the first three days’ – hey, can you say that again? Although I can’t see the bullet screen now, I can guess what you think. ”
You Yingfa cheerfully turned the key ring in his hand a few times: “The so-called daytime in Liuyang Vocational High School refers to the time when there is sunshine. But in the school, there is a place where no sunlight can come in anyway. Do you know where it is?”
“Yes, it is the underground air-raid shelter.”
You Yingfa stepped on the ground, threw the key up and grabbed it: “This is the key to the air-raid shelter.”
You Yingfa had been doing live broadcasts for so many years, and he knows what the audience likes to watch. Horror, thriller, escape, gimmicks, these are more boring than looking for clues, campus life attracts more fans. He had to leave a deep first impression on the audience on the first day in order to get the most benefits from the live broadcast in the next fifteen days.
You Yingfa scoffed at the fact that many ghost raisers chose not to broadcast live in order to hide their identities, thinking that they were all fools.
‘How can there be any good ghosts in the tiankeng, and you have to risk your life to work hard, how can you get money quickly by simply live broadcasting.’
Actually, his random identity this time was not very good. A scruffy and gloomy warehouse manager is not a school teacher. The student is tender and good-looking. Not to mention that if you are lucky, you may directly wear women’s clothes. Thinking of the previous person on the platform whose status was not as good as his own, but became popular on the platform because of gaining female fans in a tiankeng, You Yingfa felt jealousy in his heart.
The identity he obtained is still of some use.
The ground structure of No. 444 tiankeng was almost explored in the previous trials, only the underground air-raid shelter was hardly visited. This was an extremely dangerous and mysterious place, and only the principal and warehouse manager have the key. There are thousands of people in the vocational high school, and there is a one-in-a-thousand chance that you will get it.
You Yingfa had a premonition that he was going to be popular.
In fact, seeing the soaring number of people in the live broadcast room, which was about to exceed tens of millions, You Yingfa, who walked down the concrete stairs and opened the door of the underground air-raid shelter, smiled even brighter.
The gate on the ground of the air-raid shelter was sealed by the school, and the door he entered was a side entrance of the previous air-raid shelter to evacuate the crowd. The sun was shining brightly outside, and it made people sweat profusely after a while. In the air-raid shelter, it seemed that the air conditioner was turned on, the air was very cloudy and the wind was blowing. The concrete walls were cold, and there was only a dim and old lamp at the door. Where the light did not shine was thick darkness.
“Hiss, it’s so cold in here, goosebumps are about to come up.”
You Yingfa deliberately made a hesitant expression to heighten the terrifying atmosphere and mobilize the audience’s emotions.
“By the way, I have the bodhi seeds consecrated by Master Kuchan, ghosts will not come near.”
As if just remembering, You Yingfa pretended to be stunned, and took out a bright yellow cloth bag from his backpack. As soon as the cloth bag was taken out, the surrounding yin energy immediately dissipated, the temperature rose, and the dim yellow light from the broken lamp showed a bit of warmth.
“What should I do?”
“Let’s do this.”
You Yingfa deliberately and slowly put the cloth bag on the storage cabinet: “If the number of people in the live broadcast room can reach 15 million, I will be a big fish. Venture into the underground air-raid shelter without bodhi seeds!”
What is the most exciting?
Of course, seeking death is the most exciting!
Seeing the skyrocketing number of people in the live broadcast room, breaking through 15 million and still rising, You Yingfa smiled deeper and deeper.
A place that looks dangerous was not necessarily dangerous. The most dangerous part of Tiankeng No. 444 is the bathroom in the girls’ dormitory. Even if it is in broad daylight, You Ying would not dare to enter even if you sent 30 million traffic. But the air-raid shelter was different. In addition to Bodhi seeds, he also has his own tricks to save his life. It’s just that it’s too risky to broadcast live by yourself, and you have to take any risks by yourself.
It would be great if I could abduct a ‘partner’.
You Ying thought regretfully.
You Yingfa likes the kind of silent, poor, and capable partner most. They won’t steal the limelight, but a little money can make them risk their lives. You Yingfa only uses the rear control, cleverly counting the ghosts killed by his partner on himself and can easily gain a lot of popularity. As for the life and death of the partner, the audience is more stimulated by death, isn’t it?
Take the least risk and get the most benefit.
This was You Yingfa’s motto.
The cold and hard limbs were placed on You Yingfa’s shoulders from behind, and he burst into tears, moved his trembling hands to his mouth, and struggled like a dead fish.
In his hand, he tightly held a shriveled balloon. There were clumps of dry hair growing on it, which was weird and terrifying.
This was his last head balloon.
You Ying shuddered and blew up the balloon, the weird folds on the surface of the balloon were inflated and swelled, and finally there was a beautiful face with bleeding eyes and a smile on the lips.
It’s over, it’s over.
Seeing the beautiful face, You Yingfa completely despaired, he collapsed on the ground with a bleak face.
The balloon with a human head was a very lucky coincidence for You Yingfa. This good thing he received from the black market is also his trump card. It can restrain all ghosts under the level of resentful ghosts, and the No. 444 tiankeng is only on the level of earth-bound spirits. As long as You Yingfa doesn’t go to the bathroom in the women’s dormitory, he can walk sideways in the tiankeng with the head balloon.
But this time, You Yingfa was completely stumped.
No matter how many times he used the head balloon, all the faces on the balloon were beautiful, which meant there were no ghosts around.
In other words, the terrifying, evil monster behind him was not a ghost.
Another cold joint reached You Yingfa’s abdomen. It’s not that he doesn’t struggle. The monster was so powerful that it seems like he is trapped by steel bars and iron bones. You Yingfa couldn’t move. He can only endure fear and step by step walk towards death.
Suddenly, the human head balloon suddenly opened its bloody eyes, its grimace twisted ferociously, the originally white balloon turned black, and its weed-like hair fluttered wildly. But before the surprise burst out in You Yingfa’s eyes, he watched the head balloon float higher and higher, and there was no possibility of saving him at all.
You Yingfa completely fell into despair.
“There’s something down here.”
Wu Rong frowned, and there was a rustling sound in his schoolbag. Soon a palm-sized black rock tarantula came out of the jar and climbed onto her shoulders. The two pairs of fluffy forelimbs at the front rubbed against each other, making a sound like tearing silk and yipping like a puppy. This is the sound of the black rock tarantula intimidating the enemy, and it was the first time it had entered such a state of vigilance.
“It should be a spider too.”
Wu Rong made a judgment by closing his eyes to sense the little spider’s emotions.
“Very big.”
The pale face he saw just now was the pattern on the back of the spider. Judging by the appearance of the little spider, it was estimated that it is very poisonous.
Fu Qing stood behind Wu Rong, looking down. He heard Wu Rong’s words, but they couldn’t leave a deep impression on him. He seemed to be in that ecstatic, emotional state again. After entering the tiankeng, Wu Rong’s thick, pure ghostly aura leaked out little by little. It was clear that the ghostly aura would arouse the killing intent in Fu Qing’s heart, but facing Wu Rong, this killing intent turned into a more paranoid, dark, and intense emotion.
Fu Qing lost his mind, he couldn’t tell what this churning emotion was. It just felt more and more that Wu Rong was special, unique, the only person who could arouse such emotions.
A paulownia flower was blown off by the wind and fell onto Wu Rong’s hair. The focus of Fu Qing’s attention changed accordingly.
“I…”
Fu Qing couldn’t describe the emotions rushing to his heart, he was confused, he could only get closer, closer to Wu Rong. He bent down and touched Wu Rong’s hair with his fingers.
At the same time, from his current angle, he saw a dark and terrifying, swollen and bloody head balloon rising faintly, about to squeeze out from the gap. It stared at Wu Rong, obviously attracted by the ghost energy, its eyes were greedy.
Fu Qing remained expressionless and drew out the mahogany sword.
Puff.
“What’s wrong?”
The sound like a balloon explosion made Wu Rong open his eyes immediately. It was the first time that the black rock tarantula expressed such complicated emotions. In order to better understand its meaning, Wu Rong focused all his attention on the little spider. After recovering, Wu Rong realized that with Fu Qing around, he unconsciously let down his vigilance, trusting him inexplicably, as if there would be no danger if he was around.
“Nothing.”
Fu Qing got up, behind the mahogany sword, was a paulownia flower in his hand.
“The flowers were in your hair.”
The author has something to say:
Other participants in the trial: Horror and Thriller
Wu Rong Fu Qing: Campus Danmei
M1zushi: Why am I eating dog food _(´ཀ`」 ∠) _ (1-HIT KO)
Thanks for the chapter 💜
Ummm, I think some of the end of the chapter got stuck in the last footnote.
Thanks for translating.
Thank you! Those pesky footnotes >:(
Some of the paragraphs got stuck in the footnote. They are:
The area of the ghost domain that changed after nightfall….
it was estimated that it is very poisonous….
Thanks for the chapter
Fu Qing is a bit suspicious 🤔 I can’t wait to discover more about his identity!
Thank you for the chapter!
Horrific campus danmei? Sure!
From tsundere to Yandere? Thank you
Can I introduce everyone to the Kidney Garden Spider? A harmless little spider that I learnt about because I found one on my hand when I was at a park. It’s got a Pringles face on its back 😂
Also thanks for the chapter XD