C1 Infestation

My name is Chu Chenyun, and I come from the countryside. My high school grades aren't very good, and in the end I only got into a third-rate university.

At first, I wanted to stop studying and go out to find a job so that I could share the family's finances. But my parents told me that in the past few generations, there haven't been any university students in the Chu Clan, and even though I only did three of them, they still wanted me to study. At the very least, if I were to find out, I would still be considered a university student.

He had wanted to study hard and find a job, get married and have children, and pay his respects to his parents in the coming four years. However, he didn't expect that everything would have changed a week ago.

A week ago, the school held the annual drama competition, and our class also produced a drama. Not even a minute after getting on stage, the female lead, Zhang Meng Ting, was just about to say her lines when she suddenly started coughing violently, and her expression immediately turned strange. First, she tightly clutched her throat with her hand, and her face turned red, as if she was stuck in her throat.

Ah … I don't know if it was the girl who screamed, but the entire auditorium became chaotic in an instant, filled with fleeing figures. I clearly remember that when Zhang Mengting was carried away, her entire body turned green, her neck turned black, and I could even smell a faint rancid smell. When I saw her eyes, I instantly felt a chill, a chill that seeped into every pore from head to toe.

Over the next three days, everyone in our class became less talkative and became more alert, especially those who had participated in the drama. When they saw each other, they would at most greet each other, and even the atmosphere in our dormitory, which we had been playing well, was changing.

Everyone thought that everything would pass after a long time, but on the fourth day, a red packet in the group chat caused everyone's expressions to change, because that red packet was actually sent by Zhang Meng Ting. Everyone knew that Zhang Meng Ting had already been dead for three days, so everyone was so scared that they didn't even throw away their phone.

From beginning to end, no one paid attention to the status of receiving red packets. Until a girl in my class, called Wang Ya, suddenly said in the group, "Quickly look at the red packets, they're actually done."

Wang Ya's words immediately attracted the attention of the other people in the group. At this moment, Ma Chao @ me and said, "Chu Chen Yun, you received a red packet?"

When did I pick up the red packet, how come I don't remember? At this moment, the other people who got the red packet also said in the group at the same time, saying that they didn't receive it at all, and at the beginning, everyone thought the other party would be too embarrassed to admit it, saying that they just accepted it, so why would they be too embarrassed to admit it? But when the five of us said at the same time that they didn't, the others also hesitated, and they asked one after another what was going on. It was still possible to lie to two people, but it was unlikely to be possible to lie to five people at the same time. In the end, no one got the answer they wanted.

Just when I thought that everything was over, Zhang Meng Ting actually sent me a private message and told me something that I didn't understand. Are you ready?

However, what does it mean to keep repeating it over and over again? I immediately replied, "Who are you? Is there something wrong with your head? Did you steal the account of a dead person just to play with us? That's right, at that time, I was the same as most people. Zhang Meng Ting's account was stolen."

I scolded him a little, thinking that no matter what, this was still Zhang Meng Ting's name. Although Zhang Meng Ting and I weren't that close, the victim was still a big dead person, so I stopped scolding her. That person seemed to know that while I was scolding, he didn't reply to me. When I was about to turn off my phone, he sent me another message. The first sentence he sent me was:

A game will be played at the track tonight at 12 o'clock with the person who has stolen the red packet. If the game is breached, the player will be punished. He also said that this matter could not be made known to the sixth person.

[What the heck …] Just as I was about to curse back, Ding Yang sent me a message. He opened it and saw that he was asking me, "Chu Chen Yun, did you receive the message from Zhang Mengting that you were going to the track?"

Sometimes, the strangeness of two places could still be explained clearly, but if there was something strange going on, then there might really be a problem. At that time, a thought even appeared in my mind, could it be that Zhang Mengting died unwillingly, turned into a ghost, and pulled us into the water, which is why she got the red packet? Impossible, how could there be ghosts in this world? I must be overthinking things, overthinking things.

Just as I was in a daze, Ding Yang sent me another message, asking if I was going to go tonight?

I replied with a single word, "Go." I have to go. I want to see who is up to this.

Although this whole thing didn't seem right, I didn't care too much about it. From beginning to end, I didn't think that it was the work of a ghost, so I continued to eat and drink until midnight arrived.

But I didn't expect that after that game, our class would fall into an endless abyss.

That night, the few of us arrived at the track one after another. Ding Yang was the last one to arrive, almost as if he had seized the time, he arrived just as the last two minutes passed. Not long after he sat down, everyone's cell phones rang at the same time.

Pick up the candles and mirrors in front of each of you, turn around, light the candles and place them at the top of the mirror.

After lighting up the white candle in front of me, they all turned around. According to the information, I placed the white candle on top of the mirror and scanned through the surrounding area in a circle of darkness. There was nothing unusual about the surroundings, unless the person who was causing the trouble had already left.

When it comes to acting, it's time for you to play according to what you see. Remember, you guys are not friends, but competition.

At first, I didn't understand what he meant, but not long after, a sentence appeared on the surface of the mirror. The blood-red words were like blood as they were written in a crooked manner.

The content of the sentence was, fool everyone, no matter if you were screaming or being calm, find out who the real creepy person was.

And then, sure enough, I saw the other side of my classmates.

Fatty Wang climbed up from the ground in a panic. He was so panicked that he knocked over the candle. He backed up a few meters and mumbled to himself. Mirror, mirror, there was a ghost, a female ghost.

"Wang Hao, don't scare me." Liu Ding also retreated a long distance, looking at Wang Hao in fear.

Fatty Wang suddenly fell to the ground, unable to get up even though he wanted to. It was unknown whether he had truly become paralyzed from fright or if it was due to some unknown reason. His face was deathly pale and he kept muttering to himself.

Yan Shuai had a good relationship with him, he immediately ran over to help him up, but before he could reach out to touch him, he was already dodged. He muttered, "Don't touch me, don't touch me."

At this moment, Yan Shuang's expression suddenly changed as he said in fear, "Fatty, look, what's behind you?"

What? Fatty Wang was frightened quite badly. He hurriedly looked back, but found that there was nothing. Just at that moment, Yan Shuai grabbed onto Wang Hao's hand and pulled him up.

Fatty Wang was pulled up and quickly pushed away. He disappeared into the distance, his face still pale.

The bookworm Ding Yang was the last to stand up from the ground. From beginning to end, he had a calm and collected expression, as if he was an outsider.

Liu Mao's condition was similar to Fatty Wang's. He was squatting far away, shivering uncontrollably.

After a moment of stalemate, Ding Yang was the first to leave. Seeing that someone had left, Fatty Wang immediately dashed off as well. Xu Shuai followed closely behind. When my attention shifted away from them, Liu Ding had already disappeared.

The act ended just like that. It didn't seem like anything surprising happened. At that time, I thought so, but who knew that something bad would happen the next day?