C2 Xishan

Marshal Yan was dead.

When I saw him die with my own eyes, it was the second day after school, when I went back to the dormitory, the surroundings were completely packed with people, while Yan Shuang was lying in a mess under the dormitory building, covered in blood, his brain was all over the place, like a bean curd, he was lying on the side with his eyes wide open, extremely horrifying. Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but hold the phone in my hand tightly, thinking, could it be that Zhang Mengting's words have come true, how is this possible, how is this possible, just because of a vote, how is this possible?

During class this morning, Zhang Mengting suddenly sent me a message asking me to send her the name of the person you really think you saw a horrible scene.

Actually, I was stunned for a moment when I saw this sentence, because I wasn't sure who exactly it was. Everyone was really suspicious of what happened last night. Before sending the message, I asked the other party, "What will happen after I send it to you?"

After a long while, Zhang Meng Ting replied.

He had guessed right. Dead. He had guessed wrong. Luck King. Die.

What? I hugged my phone for a long time. After class, the same table shouted at me before I reacted. In the end, after hesitating for a long time, I sent out the name of a person whom I believed to have witnessed a terrifying scene, Ding Yang.

On the way back, my mind was filled with thoughts of this poll. I kept asking what the results were, and Zhang Mengting replied back.

He walked worriedly to the foot of the dormitory building and saw the scene in front of him.

I was stunned and immediately opened up the red packet to see who the Luck King was. When I opened it, I saw that the Luck King was Yan Shuai.

That is to say, my guess is wrong and everyone else is wrong.

I quickly asked Zhang Meng Ting, can you tell me what each person has chosen?

After waiting for a long time, there was no reply.

Goddamn, Commander Yan just died in a daze like that. Who was it? Who saw it? I'm so angry. I'm so angry that we were played around by a dead person.

After Yan Shuai's sudden death, I gradually believed that there really was a ghost in this world.

What should I do now? What should I do? Right, I'll just ask them directly who chose which one. Thinking of this, I asked them one by one, but they all ended up circling around me, and at the end of my sentence, there were only four words, no comment.

Dammit! What was going on?

For the next two days, the group was very quiet, but the classmates were getting more and more cautious, more and more taciturn, as if they didn't know each other. It seemed like they also realized that Zhang Mengting and Yan Shuai's deaths were not ordinary.

I haven't been idle for the past two days and have been secretly investigating. Although I didn't manage to investigate it clearly, all sorts of clues tell me that this isn't man-made.

It really was a ghost.

From the sudden death of Zhang Meng Ting on the day of her performance to the red packets that were automatically distributed later, then the terrifying game that followed, and then Yan Shuai's death, as well as everyone's increasingly bad mood these past two days, if it wasn't a ghost, then it would be hard to explain.

And today, the terror had swept through them once again.

Zhang Meng Ting sent another red packet in the group chat. After 10 minutes, the red packets that no one dared to claim were received. Before I opened the chat, I prayed that no one would take me. Last time when I @ my Ma Chao in the group, my relationship with him was pretty good.

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. At the same time, he was also a bit afraid. He stared at Zhang Mengting's QQ without moving his eyes away, afraid that there would be a message the next second.

Suddenly, my phone vibrated, scaring me so much that I almost threw it away. Overcoming my fear, I opened it to see that it was indeed a message from Zhang Mengting.

Tonight at eight o'clock, heading to the west mountain of the school.

With just a short sentence, I was completely confused. Why would I go to the west mountain? Could it be that there was something on the mountain?

He wondered what kind of mission he would be on this trip to the West Mountain, and whether there would be more deaths.

Looking at the list of red packets, there was luck Wang Ma Chao, He Wenjing, Xu Feng, and also Liu Ding and myself from last time.

There were forty-two people in the class, five people in the first mission, five people in the second, and the second one. Even though the chances were so low, why was there Liu Mao and I, or perhaps the list of candidates was controlled by someone and not randomly selected?

A single person has always been weak, so he planned to find someone to form an alliance with. In the end, he didn't even want to ask them one by one, so I didn't understand.

Just as I was about to ask the last person, Ma Chao, he suddenly disappeared and sent a message asking me, "Can you come with me?" An aggrieved expression was added at the end.

Thinking that our relationship wasn't too bad, he agreed.

"Then we'll meet at the West Gate at 7: 30?"

"Alright."

I feel that someone will definitely die during this trip to the West Mountain. If I know who will die, then maybe I can think of a way to save him, and once I save him, the mastermind might be angered. As long as the mastermind jumps out and jumps out into the light, perhaps things can be resolved, and our class might be able to recover.

But who would die this time?

Zhang Meng Ting, Yan Shuai, Zhang Meng Ting, Yan Shuai, how could these two be related?

Moreover, there was something strange about the fact that two people had died in a row in the class. The teachers' school hadn't made any movements, and even the police didn't have any news about the dead person after they were taken away.

On the other hand, the students in the school were in a more or less normal mood.

The time was fast. I said that the west gate would assemble at 7: 30, but I arrived at the gate 15 minutes before the time. I waited until 7: 40, but Ma Chao was still nowhere to be seen, I couldn't get through to the phone, and I didn't reply to any messages.

I'm a very trustworthy person. I thought that the other party might have delayed something, so I waited for another five minutes. Seeing that no one was coming, forget it, I was running out of time.

The West Mountain is on the west side of the school, about fifteen minutes' walk from the west gate, so I can't wait until it's too late.

After taking two deep breaths, he glanced at the other four people standing far away in the darkness. Through the light of their cell phones, I could see Ma Chao's figure, and when he saw me looking at him, he quickly turned his head to the side. At that moment, his phone rang, and I saw that it was eight o'clock, and a message from Zhang Meng Ting had arrived.

Congratulations! No one is late. I put four roses on the mountain. Those who do not receive them by midnight will be punished.

The four of them went up the mountain one after another, because it was already completely dark, and in a short while, they had already disappeared into the night.

When I saw the first line of the message from Zhang Mengting, I already understood why Ma Chao didn't go ahead with the appointment.

His intention was to make me late. As he had said, congratulations, no one will be late, which meant that if someone was late, they would be punished for it. And if I was late, then maybe everything tonight would end early, and Ma Chao would be able to escape this calamity.

It seemed that no one was trustworthy!

Of the four roses, one was destined to not be able to obtain them. In other words, no matter who took them, one would die in the end.

It was imaginable that in order to survive, the ugly side of human nature would inevitably be exposed. Moreover, some people didn't even start to hide their vicious side.

Ma Chao, I didn't offend you. I have returned the favor with a drop of water, but if someone were to plot against me, I will pay them back double.

Four roses. I've been to the Western Mountain before. It's only six or seven hundred meters tall, but it has several hills. It can be considered a small scenic area. It was not easy to find four roses.

It would be a waste of time to stay where he was, and if he were to randomly bump into him, he might even bump into him.

I didn't choose the main road and went directly into the bamboo forest. With the help of the moonlight, I was able to see the path clearly under my feet. After walking for a while, I saw a small stairway that was hidden in the bamboo forest.

I quickly went up the stairs. In the darkness, a hint of white suddenly flashed past my eyes. I focused my gaze to take a closer look, but I didn't see anything.

After that, I climbed up. Far away, on a bamboo tree, a hint of red stood out in the dark. I was delighted. Could it be that my luck was so good? I immediately jogged towards the direction of the red.

He was only a few steps away from the red light. With two steps, he arrived in front of the red light and immediately stopped moving. Hiding behind a piece of bamboo that was relatively lush, he stared intently at the woman in white.

Because I didn't see He Wenjing's dress clearly before, I didn't know if this woman in white was actually He Wenjing or He Yingjing. I wanted to see it clearly.

While I was staring fixedly at the girl, the girl was just quietly squatting beside the bamboo, not moving at all. After waiting for a while, the girl still hadn't moved a single inch.

"Liu Ding?" He Wenjing? " He took another step forward.

"Liu Ding?" Liu Ding? He Wenjing? "What …"

"Creak, creak, creak …" An ear-piercing and strange sound was heard. The woman in white in front of him suddenly moved, and her entire head slowly turned. A chill suddenly surged into her heart. Could it be … impossible …?

I forcefully swallowed a mouthful of saliva as I stared at the woman in white. My eyes widened as I saw that the dark green face was clearly Zhang Meng Ting.

My eyes were completely white, and I was actually smiling at me. I subconsciously wanted to scream, so I suddenly put my hand into my mouth and bit down on my hand, which was full of fear. It was only when I became numb did I take out my hand.

Just as he was about to run, he realized that his legs had already turned numb.