Chapter 24 Rose Wedding (24) Rush out decisively without any hesitation
They followed the teacher ghosts to a remote forest in the school.
The dark wind blew, and the leaves rustled, reflecting the waving claws on the ground. All the ghosts formed a big circle around the corpse, with their heads lowered and mumbling words, as if they were singing some ancient song. Ballads.
Yan Jinyue took out her mobile phone to record.
A minute later, there was a strong wind around them, and their hair and clothes were blown to pieces. One of the teachers stepped forward, his fingers transformed into long black claws, and he tore off the corpse fiercely.
"Gulu gulu..." The bloody head rolled on the ground like a ball.
The other teachers also had sharp claws, their mouths were wide open, their fangs were sharp, and they were dripping with sticky saliva. Within a moment, the corpses had been eaten clean, leaving only a pool of blood and bones.
Yan Jinyue felt a little nauseous, looked away, and held up her phone to record.
"Ouch——" Luo Yaoyao couldn't hold it back and spat it out directly, but her voice was low and did not alarm them.
"Can't you stand this?" Zhao Jianing mocked from the side, "You will suffer a lot from more advanced copies."
Yan Jinyue ignored her and looked over again. They had already packed up the wreckage, dug the blood and bones into the soil, and left with the head in hand.
They followed them to the teaching building and all the way to the fifth floor, where they watched the ghosts and ghosts ascend to the rooftop from the passage in the utility room.
"Continue to follow?" Qi Yunxiao asked.
Yan Jinyue looked at the bottomless dark corridor, then looked at the time, and finally shook his head: "Wait. Going now may scare the snake. Qingyu said that they will take her to the rooftop tonight for bloodletting. The time is more mature."
Luo Yaoyao held her chest and let out a long sigh of relief, curling her lips in disgust: "It's too disgusting, the things they sacrifice must be even more disgusting."
Zhao Jianing said quietly: "Things like this in the dungeon are fine. If you have never seen a ghost cooking people, that would be really disgusting."
"Ah?" Luo Yaoyao was so frightened that her lips turned white, "Cooking... cooking people?"
"Yes." Zhao Jianing raised her red lips with satisfaction, "Sometimes, there are those who directly disembowel a living person."
Luo Yaoyao didn't know what image she was thinking of, so she covered her mouth and ran to the toilet sink nearby to vomit wildly. When she came back, her face was bloodless and her eyes were empty.
Zhao Jianing laughed unceremoniously and loudly: "No, given your mental capacity, you'd better not come here at night and go back to the dormitory to sleep. Close the door and don't open the door for that dormitory manager. You'll have to wait until the thirty days are over." How nice.”
"I...I can do it, really." Luo Yaoyao's eyes were filled with tears. She looked at Yan Jinyue and Qi Yunxiao, trying to find some comfort.
However, Yan Jinyue only slightly shifted her gaze. She did not dare to provoke this "powerful" little white flower now.
As for Qi Yunxiao, he looked at Yan Jinyue the whole time, and occasionally gave her a few glances, but his gaze was as cold as ice. How could he possibly comfort her?
Luo Yaoyao bit her lip and lowered her head, saying nothing.
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Time flew by, the sun set in the west, night fell, and soon the time agreed upon by Yan Jinyue and Hu Qingyu came, and they met downstairs in the teaching building.
"I will wait for them to take me up on the fifth floor. Jinyue, just hide in the classroom there." Hu Qingyu said.
Yan Jinyue nodded and waved behind him, and Qi Yunxiao walked out of the corner with the other two people.
Hu Qingyu was surprised: "What is this?"
"My helper." Yan Jinyue smiled and held her hand, "There is strength in numbers. Don't worry, Qingyu, we will definitely help you."
Hu Qingyu's eyes flickered, looking at them, and then at the girl in front of him who was smiling brightly. He got great support and strength from those amber water eyes that curved into crescent moons.
She nodded: "Well, I believe you."
They arrived on the fifth floor together. Hu Qingyu and she were waiting at the door of the utility room, while Yan Jinyue and others were hiding in the abandoned classroom next to them. The cat was under the window sill, paying careful attention to what was going on here.
After a long silence, there was a conversation:
"Classmate Qingyu, come with us."
"Well..."
Yan Jinyue and the other three looked at each other and made sure there was no sound outside before walking out. "I'll explore the way first."
Qi Yunxiao took out his short dagger and walked into the dark corridor. Yan Jinyue also took out Shen Wu's long knife and followed him.
Zhao Jianing glanced at the trembling Luo Yaoyao, sneered, took out the black iron rod and followed her.
Luo Yaoyao watched their figures disappear around the corner, gritted her teeth, and finally turned around and went downstairs.
She knew that without Ma Chen and Chen He, and without weapons, if the rose flower went crazy and attacked her again, there would be no one to stop her this time.
"Coward." Seeing that no one followed, Zhao Jianing crossed his arms and sneered.
Yan Jinyue didn't have much idea. If she hadn't been protected by Shen Wu's long knife, she would have had the possibility of escaping. After all, the world is big and the small life is the biggest.
But that's not important. What's important is the "sacrifice" going on outside now.
She picked up her phone and started recording again.
Above the rooftop, the sky was as dark as ink, and the moon hung slanting in the western sky, showing a terrifying scarlet color. Gray clouds and mist shrouded the night, obscuring the sharp edges of the night, and an eerie silence spread.
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The ghost teachers in uniforms stood around the remaining wall, with Hu Qingyu surrounded in the middle, her face pale and stained with tears.
Next to her hand was a shelf half a person's height. On the shelf was an ice bowl with white mist, crystal clear and filled with cold air.
A teacher ghost walked over with a golden dagger, grabbed Qingyu's arm, rolled up her sleeves, the tip of the knife lingered on the scarred arm, and finally found a good piece of flesh and cut it directly.
"Hiss——"
Hu Qingyu was so painful that she wanted to withdraw her hand, but her wrist was held tightly. Blood flowed down her arm into the ice bowl, slowly filling it up, while her face became increasingly grayer.
Yan Jinyue frowned and wanted to rush over to interrupt, but was held down by Qi Yunxiao.
The man looked extremely cold: "Wait, it's not over yet, we're all here, don't waste all your efforts."
Yan Jinyue closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and continued to take pictures with her mobile phone.
When the bowl was full, the teacher ghost put Hu Qingyu aside and carefully held the ice bowl filled with blood with his black claws, his eyes pious and burning.
The other ghosts formed a circle around the one holding the bowl, and began to lower their heads and recite something again, and their voices gradually became louder:
"... With the blood of the purest wisdom, I sacrifice to the great Evil God, and ask the Evil God to send down his divine power and grace, and grant us believers wisdom, wealth, and boundless lifespan!"
All the ghosts raised their heads, raised their hands to the sky, and their eyes were filled with greedy and hot fire.
The ice bowl was smashed, blood spilled all over the floor, rose branches poked out, and all the blood was absorbed.
In an instant, the remaining wall cracked in half from the mottled green door. The rose branches were growing and twisting wildly, like thousands of snakes dancing wildly. The rocks were tumbling, and something was about to break out of the ground. .
Along with the sound of "rumbling", a stone altar slowly floated up. On top of the crystal coffin shrouded in ice mist, there lay a man dressed in white, and his delicate and beautiful profile could be vaguely distinguished.
It was Shen Wu.
Shen Wu...is the monster being sacrificed?
Yan Jinyue was stunned and his phone fell to the ground.
The next moment, rose branches twisted wildly in mid-air and immediately swooped down, wrapping him tightly... They were sucking Shen Wu's blood.
Realizing this, Yan Jinyue decisively picked up the knife and rushed out without any hesitation.
Jinyue: No matter what, save your boyfriend first!
(End of chapter)