Chapter 101 A performance by one person
It was an abandoned school. From the outside, it looked very, very old. There was an atmosphere of terror inside. Why don't we open the big rusty iron door and go in to take a look.
Directly ahead is the main building of the school. Come on, let's see what else is inside? There are only rows of neatly arranged, brand-new bookshelves. There is not a single book on the bookshelves. I don't know how the people who put these bookshelves are doing it.
Thought?
How about going to the teaching building and taking a look. Huh? I heard something. It was a girl. Come on, let’s take a closer look. It was a classroom that smelled of mold, and the desks inside were dark.
, there were so many table legs, and the chairs were so rotten. A dark-skinned girl sat on the only good stool in the first row, staring intently at the blackboard. What was she looking at? At this time, she stood up
, said: "Teacher? Listen
Have you ever lived through what happened in Dormitory 342 60 years ago?”
She hurried to the podium, picked up a brand new piece of chalk, pretended to write seriously, then turned around and said in surprise: "Classmate, why do you ask this?"
She returned to her original position and smiled: "Sixty years ago, after a girl jumped from this building, one girl in the dormitory died in the basement where she was doing experiments, and two others went crazy. Don't you know
?”
She turned into a teacher again: "Who told you these things? Don't lie."
The girl returned to her seat: "Actually, I live in 342. Two people in our dormitory are dead now. Everyone must know it!" She looked around with a proud smile on her face.
She became the teacher again: "What are you talking about? I don't know. It has nothing to do with me. Please don't disturb the class. Get out now!" The girl returned to her seat and walked out of the classroom.
She smiled and left the teaching building. Where was she going? Let's follow! She walked towards the main building, stepped on the creaking wooden stairs, and came to the small attic. Looking from the outside, the door of the small attic had already been opened.
Most of it was broken, so she pushed it away seriously.
The rickety door, let's take a look inside. There was a long-dried corpse on the dirty floor, and the room looked dark and strange. She walked over and said to the corpse that had been there for an unknown period of time: "Today
Later, I will help you realize your wish."
She sat there until dark. When it was completely dark, she carried the body on her back and came to an unnamed tree in the weeds at Ximen. Then she went back to get a shovel and seriously
She started digging a hole. She was very tired, but had no intention of stopping. She occasionally wiped the sweat from her face. The eyes of the corpse next to her seemed to be staring at her, to see what she was going to do with it.
Okay, the hole was finally dug. She put the bones in and buried them. She was very careful and planted weeds there. She looked at her "masterpiece", took the shovel, and returned to the attic.
I thought she would rest after working for so long, but no, she took out a black notebook, opened it, and let me see, what was written in it? Oh, yes - Chapter 29
The uncle in the attic (4), she recorded: The reality is still a little different from what I imagined, but it is roughly the same, except that the parallel world has not been created now, which led to my chapters 19 to 21 and the second chapter.
Chapter 14 and Chapter 25 can't be completed, but I'm really working hard to build it. When it's finished, I'll add these chapters. She closed the notebook with satisfaction, held her beloved notebook in her arms, and fell asleep
It’s on.
The cover of the notebook has these large characters written in red on something unknown - "Death Code in Dormitory 342"
Chapter completed!