C20 Don't Trust a Woman's Back!

At this moment, Fatty felt like he was a crushed egg. His body was completely unconscious, but his mind was abnormally clear. The feeling of death was so real that he had seriously and thoroughly died once.

Just when he felt that his spiritual sense was about to disappear like smoke in thin air, a strong light surrounded his consciousness.

The scene around him changed, the shattered remains of the school and the mutilated bodies all disappeared, and what entered his sight was the entrance of the academy's back mountain. The academy seemed to have recovered its vitality, the verdant pine and cypress, the young grass swayed in the wind, the treetops rustling slightly, as if the terrifying scene Fatty had never seen before never appeared.

However, this was different from the academy he normally spent time with. The old iron gates at the back of the mountain now appeared heavy and solemn, and the carvings were lifelike, not even the tiniest tattered or old could be seen. The carvings were vivid, the strong pressure was unbridled, and one could hear the cries of dragons and phoenixes from far away.

The white robe of the principal from a hundred years ago was completely spotless, and his broad shoulders were easily distinguishable from the imposing view of his back. And the little girl he was leading, wrapped in red, with a tall ponytail, was skipping around the principal in a very lively manner. For some reason, the fatty always felt that this figure looked very familiar, but he was very clear, there was no such person in his memories!

Fatty had seen the destruction of the academy, as well as its calamity. He did not know what sort of time period the current situation was, and he was also unable to speak or act. His consciousness was being controlled intentionally, and could only proceed along with the changes he saw.

Following the dean's incantation, the metal door rumbled open and he led the red-clothed girl towards the back of the mountain.

As the two of them walked in, the scene in front of Fatty changed once again.

It was already dusk. The sun was setting lazily as it gazed reluctantly over the mountains. The clouds that couldn't be wiped off were blushing red. It was as shy as a girl's face. The gentle glow spread over the land and fell on the mountains.

From time to time, the sound of "ho ha" came from the waterfall in the mountains. Fatty's consciousness followed the sound and found it. The Hundred Feet Waterfall fell from the sky and emitted the radiance of the setting sun.

Below the waterfall was a red-clothed figure, the sound coming from here. With the movement of the red-clothed figure, she should be cultivating some kind of body technique and would need to use the force of the waterfall to break her body.

In front of the waterfall, there was a small wooden house. In front of the wooden house, there was an old man lying on a rattan chair, lazily resting as if he was resting. The old man was the principal of a hundred years ago, but right now, his hair was all white and his face was full of wrinkles.

Fatty guessed that the little girl he had seen earlier was under the waterfall. However, the principal was already old, and the principal he had seen just now was still in his prime. The time here should change very quickly, and this should be something that happened many years later.

However, she was no longer that bouncing little girl. The water had seeped through her clothes, and her thin clothes were stuck onto her body. Her well-proportioned body was exposed, and a better beauty was faintly discernable.

Her figure appeared before Fatty's eyes. Even though he was using his body of consciousness now, he was still unable to control the fire in his heart. Flames seemed to be bursting forth from his heart, and he felt his entire body boiling hot.

Fortunately, this feeling was immediately lost. Otherwise, even if Fatty had a consciousness, he would most likely die on the spot.

Strangely, Fatty was unable to see her face. Even when she was walking towards him, his face was still blurry. Although he could see her hair was light and her body was plump and firm, he was still unable to see her face clearly. This made Fatty very curious.

She walked lightly and gracefully, not making the slightest sound as she approached the old man who had a face of serenity. Looking at her long and slender legs, Fatty could not help but think that they were really long and beautiful.

Fatty saw that the principal had not woken up. He seemed to be sleeping soundly. This serene expression was very similar to that of his grandmother who had passed away before.

Thinking up to here, the fatty couldn't help but break out in cold sweat. Even under the beautiful dusk, he suddenly felt that the sky was very cold, and the chill that came from his heart instantly spread to his entire body. He quickly dismissed this thought and stopped his wild thoughts.

The next moment, the girl in red took out a small dagger from the wooden hut beside her. The dagger was sharp, short, and sharp. She slowly walked towards the old man.

She tilted her head as if she had some sort of doubt in her mind. Then, she took the dagger and slowly stabbed it into the principal's heart.

Fatty was so shocked that his face changed from morning to night. His consciousness was about to collapse and the development of the situation was completely different from what he had imagined.

Wasn't this little girl raised by the principal? Although he did not know the specifics of the process, but he had seen the principal's grey hair and wrinkles. The principal must have raised this little girl by taking a piss, right?

What was going on? Why did this little girl stab the principal with a dagger? She was completely caught off guard!

He wanted to shout out loud, wanted to wake up the principal, but the old man was completely motionless right now. Even if the dagger had already penetrated deep into his heart and the blade had completely disappeared into his body, even if blood was already seeping out from his chest, he still had no reaction?

Fatty could neither speak nor move. He could only watch as the current situation slowly unfold. Although he was unrelated to the principal and was only involved with Fatty's fake exam to protect him, he still felt a heartache as he watched the old man's heart being pierced.

Seeing that the old man did not have any reaction, the girl tilted her head and looked left and right. She seemed to be very confused, but she could not feel any trace of fear or worry from the old man.

Fatty was already covered in cold sweat. If not for his consciousness being controlled, he would have immediately turned around and left without any hesitation. The situation now was a little too strange!

The girl hesitated for a moment, as if sensing something. She originally had her back facing the fatty, but now she suddenly turned around.

Moreover, her body didn't move at all. She rotated her head 180 degrees, and the sound of bones breaking could be heard.

Fatty's body of consciousness almost crumbled due to fright. What was he really experiencing? Wasn't he just a proper dean, a nurturing daughter, a good-natured person with a long history of love? Wasn't he trying to scare this father to death!?

However, what Fatty did not expect was that as the girl's head began to spin strangely, he could finally see the face that he was curious about!

That was not a beautiful face that matched her figure. The Red Bones described her as the most appropriate person to do that.

Under her soft and long black hair, there was no blood and flesh on the skull. Her empty eye sockets were glowing with a green light. Although she didn't have eyes, Fatty could clearly feel that she was staring at him.

"F * ck your mother, hurry up and let your father leave!" What the hell is this place!? "

Right now, Fatty was so scared that his consciousness was unstable. He wanted to leave immediately. Even if he did not receive any injuries now, his heart was extremely weak and he could not bear the torment any longer.

However, he was unable to move. What made him even more terrified was that the girl in red had already stood up and floated towards him. Her footsteps were still light and her thighs were still slender. It wasn't beautiful at all. He wanted to cry right now.

"Don't believe in a woman's back! Seeing the girl with the beautiful back, run! "

His mother used to talk about him sooner or later, but Fatty didn't believe it at all. Now, he finally understood exactly what it meant to listen to his mother, but now, he felt that it wasn't appropriate and lost his train of thought.

Looking at the girl in red walking towards him, Fatty became more and more terrified. She was walking backwards but her head was facing him, and her posture was even more strange.

"It's cold, it's really cold this time!"

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