Rules-related weird stories: 4016

Mu Daxian glanced at him: "The dormitory building will turn off the lights at midnight. At that time, a wave will be transmitted. As art students, we can sense it."

"Ah? Can you really feel it?" Mao Feiyang scratched his head, looking like a thin, black baboon in a zoo, thinking that the dormitory would uniformly turn off the lights. This school is quite good at saving electricity. "I mean... will I, a half-baked art student, not be able to feel it?"

"You'll know in a moment." Mu Daxian smiled maliciously, making Mao Feiyang feel a chill down his spine. "Besides, with me here, what are you afraid of?"

"Oh, oh, oh! That's right!" Mao Feiyang nodded.

"Speaking of the dormitory, Lao Lin and the others should be asleep by now..."

He pouted, filled with unworthy envy.

Lin Yi was "nearby", hearing his muttering, and thought, don't be envious, although my body is asleep, my mind is with you throughout this parkour!

If the dream didn't have its own filter, and there was almost no impact on physical and mental fatigue after waking up, he would have probably died of exhaustion in the dream yesterday...

Time continued to pass. Mao Feiyang, dragging his "tireless" body, kept following Mu Daxian, moving back and forth in the teaching building. His arms had lost all sensation, and his body was as cold as if it didn't belong to him.

He numbly followed Mu Daxian, running. Suddenly, at some moment, he felt the whole world dim for a moment. Immediately afterward, a wave swept through the air, like an unusual breeze brushing past his body.

He suddenly stopped and looked at Mu Daxian, only to see Mu Daxian looking distantly in a certain direction: "It's past midnight!"

"We can go back to the art building!" Mao Feiyang said in surprise.

Lin Yi couldn't be happy, on the contrary, his brows were furrowed into a twist—although this journey was full of difficulties, it was only "hardship" for Maozi, and his student commemorative coin was still on him.

That is to say, if nothing unexpected happens, Maozi is about to have an accident...

"Go back to the first floor of Building A!" Mu Daxian shouted. After leaving Class 2 of Group B, He moved towards Building C of the teaching building, and Mu Daxian, located on the corridor bridge on the 3rd floor of Building B, decisively chose the opposite direction after determining His movements.

Along the way, the two of them didn't say a word of nonsense, and went straight to the first floor of Building A. Especially the process of going down the stairs was so smooth that Lin Yi almost suspected that this dream was not quite right.

But he immediately realized that it was not "not quite right", but "very wrong."

The space in front of the stairwell was terrifyingly silent, and even the twisted, purebred Night Walkers, resembling wall powder, didn't cause any trouble.

Something strange must be happening. Seeing that they were about to pass the 2nd floor of Building A and go to the 1st floor of Building A, Mu Daxian's expression was extremely solemn.

"Could something go wrong at this time?" Mao Feiyang felt that the atmosphere was not right, and asked cautiously, "Or... should we take the elevator here?"

"No!" Mu Daxian suddenly interrupted decisively, "We must go to the first floor, no matter which building it is, but it must be the first floor! It has to be the first floor!"

Mao Feiyang was startled by Mu Daxian's serious tone, and subconsciously held his breath, not daring to speak loudly.

After Mu Daxian finished speaking, he put his hand into his pocket.

Mao Feiyang was a little surprised by Mu Daxian's actions. From leaving the teaching building until now, Mu Daxian had only put his hand into the cloth bag, and never into his pocket.

Could it be... a guess suddenly floated in Mao Feiyang's mind.

"Don't cover the wound, put that hand in your pocket, hold the student commemorative coin, and if there is any emergency later, watch my commands and actions. If I tell you to drop the student commemorative coin, drop it immediately, understand?"

"Yes!" Mao Feiyang nodded heavily, thinking that Mu Daxian was indeed checking the state of his student commemorative coin.

They quickly went down to the 2nd floor of Building A...

Just then, Mu Daxian suddenly stopped. Mao Feiyang behind him almost fell, but Mu Daxian quickly stabilized him and reached out to cover his mouth, not letting him make a sound.

Mao Feiyang followed Mu Daxian's gaze, and his pupils trembled violently in an instant. He felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Outside the teaching building at midnight, thunder rumbled, lightning flashed across the night sky, and the light and shadow flickered, illuminating every inch of the corridor like daylight. Rain poured down, flowing down the glass of the stairwell windows, forming twisted curtains of water, blurring the outside scenery.

And just as lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, their faces were reflected on the stairwell window glass, but what was chilling was that in the reflection of the window glass, the exit behind them clearly showed a human-shaped sculpture standing there.

No, that's not a human-shaped sculpture, but an angel sculpture.

In this symphony of wind and rain, a cyan-gray angel sculpture suddenly appeared at the exit of the stairwell leading to the 2nd floor of Building B, which was both harmonious and particularly abrupt in this solemn environment.

It faced away from the exit of the stairwell, bent forward, its hands either covering its face or holding its head.

It stood quietly in a corner of the corridor, like an isolated island in a storm, isolated from the outside noise.

Its back was illuminated by the afterglow of lightning, pale and mysterious. Its body seemed to be floating with an unknown faint light in the darkness. Its shape easily reminded people of the mysterious creatures in ancient legends who guarded the church, but at this moment it seemed extremely strange.

The angel sculpture's wings were folded behind it, and each feather was wet with rain, hanging down heavily, seeming to have lost its former lightness, as if it had just withstood the invasion of the storm.

Lin Yi noticed from Mao Feiyang's perspective, through the window glass, that the angel sculpture seemed to be carrying an hourglass. It was impossible to tell from the reflection of the glass whether the hourglass was real or a sculpture.

The sand in the hourglass didn't seem to be flowing, as if it had been eroded by some force, solidifying on the other side of the glass, forming a static state.

The lights in the corridor swayed in the wind and rain, casting a precarious shadow of the angel sculpture. With each tremor of thunder, the shadow seemed to be trembling, as if it would break away from the sculpture itself and become an independent, living existence at any time.

It existed like this, as if it were some ominous omen, making people feel boundless chill and fear in this eerie environment.

"我尝滴屎 (Wocao, an angel)..."

Mao Feiyang's mouth was covered, and the sound could only spin in his mouth, unable to break through the palm and be transmitted.

"You... saw it?!" Mu Daxian's subtle inquiry sounded in Mao Feiyang's ear.

Mu Daxian carefully released his hand.

“I saw it…” Mao Feiyang pointed at the window and whispered.

“In the wall?” Mu Daxian was taken aback.

Mao Feiyang was confused: “No, it’s the reflection from the window!”

“Damn it!” Mu Daxian cursed inwardly, reached out and touched Mao Feiyang’s forehead, “Where the hell is there a window here?!”

“Ah?!” Mao Feiyang’s pupils shook, and when he looked again, the stairwell was a closed environment. Where the hell was there a window?!

“Go! Don’t worry about anything! Go downstairs!” Mu Daxian shouted in a deep voice.

“You, I, this… ?!” Mao Feiyang stammered, “Uh… okay!”

He quickly followed, feeling confused in his heart.

No window!

How the hell could there be no window?

“Didn’t you stop because you saw the angel reflected in the window?” Mao Feiyang couldn’t help but ask. The chill on his spine grew stronger and stronger, and he felt terrible all over.

“I saw a hammer!” Mu Daxian said.

“If you didn’t see it, how did you stop me?”

“‘Perception’! The basic operation for art students is to use ‘perception’ as naturally as breathing, so that they can anticipate some emergencies in advance.”

“So now that we’ve encountered an emergency, what should we do?” Mao Feiyang asked nervously as he went downstairs.

Mu Daxian waved his hand: “I didn’t finish what I was saying… After anticipating an emergency in advance, you can try to avoid it as much as possible. The situation you were in just now was a situation where you didn’t avoid it.”

Mao Feiyang shuddered: “Oh crap, what happens if I don’t avoid it?”

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“Rumble…”

Before he could finish speaking, thunder rumbled in the sky, and a white light tore through the night sky. Mao Feiyang felt a chill down his back, as if something had followed him!

At this moment, as if by some ghostly suggestion, the window appeared in front of him again. The wind and rain outside the window were like raging waves hitting the shore, and the dense water lines were distorted like water being poured on the window.

In the reflection of the glass, the angel statue was still behind him, facing away from him, bowing forward, not knowing whether it was covering its face or holding its head and grabbing its hair.

“Crap…” Mu Daxian also felt a chill on his neck, “Did the angel statue follow us? I seem to be able to feel it!”

“Don’t lie to me. Is it really just me who can see it?” Mao Feiyang was anxious, feeling that the restless flames in his body could offset the coldness on his body.

“Not everyone can see the angel statue… It is different from ‘Angel’, and it is also different from that ‘He’. It is purely pursuing ‘light’…”

“Big brother, I can’t see the words. What the hell are you talking about?” Mao Feiyang wanted to cry but had no tears. Fortunately, they finally went down the stairs to the first floor of Teaching Building A, and then ran non-stop towards the elevator.

“Don’t worry about so much. When we get back to the art building, I’ll give you a good lesson!”

“Will we be able to go back…?” Mao Feiyang felt that little pearls were about to drip from his eyes.

“You still have the nerve to say that I’m planting flags. I think you’re about to turn yourself into a hedgehog!” Mu Daxian couldn’t help but angrily said, really wanting to take his skull off and use it as a Frisbee.

“Then, then you continue!” Mao Feiyang said.

“The angel statue came in pursuit of Him. Wherever He appears, there must be an angel statue, but where there is an angel statue, there may not necessarily be Him…”

The two quickly arrived at the elevator, and Mu Daxian pressed the elevator button, waiting for the elevator to arrive.

“I’m not sure which type you encountered yet, but it doesn’t matter. We can go back soon. After we go back, you and I can talk slowly.”

“Ding!”

With a clear sound, the elevator arrived on the first floor.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Mu Daxian and Mao Feiyang couldn’t wait to rush in.

However, at this moment, Lin Yi felt extremely strange. Intuition told him that this elevator… was very wrong!

“The student commemorative coin is about to be lost…” Lin Yi concentrated and held his breath. He was now like a person in a horror movie viewing area who had been spoiled, anxiously and uneasily waiting for the predetermined horror plot to happen.

This feeling was very subtle. It was like you knew something, but you didn’t know much, so precisely because of this, you would worry all the time whether the next action would cause that result.

To the point that even the slightest action would be overinterpreted by you.

The elevator door was about to close, and the stones in Mu Daxian and Mao Feiyang’s hearts also began to fall, but just then—

“Rumble—”

A deep thunder rolled in the depths of the sky above the teaching building, and the awakening of insects tore through the night sky. The entire teaching building turned into a pale world at this moment.

Such white light even overshadowed the lights in the corridor of the teaching building and in the elevator car.

Suddenly, Lin Yi felt as if a dense grid of electricity had passed over his body, and an unprecedented sense of crisis and a terrifying feeling that rushed to the top of his head almost devoured him.

The two layers seemed to overlap in the moment the thunder sounded. The awakening of insects was like the white light when the first-generation camera in the old society pressed the shutter, imprinting the shadow of another layer into this space…

In the instant when these two kinds of light alternated, Mao Feiyang suddenly saw an angel statue standing in each of the four corners of the elevator. They were all bowing and covering their faces, like shy women who were too ashamed to be seen, facing the wall and turning their backs to others.

But Lin Yi, from a certain angle, vaguely saw part of its face through the fingers of one of the angel statues…

Its stone-like eyeballs did not have any pupil patterns carved on them, but they exuded a deep and empty feeling that did not belong to stone at all, as if a desperate abyss could devour all light.

Its expression was twisted, ferocious, and eerie, and that evil smile stretched all the way to the roots of its ears like a clown whose lips had been torn apart, and the sharp teeth in its mouth were like shark teeth…

Lin Yi felt an emotion from its expression—excitement!

That kind of excitement to the point of madness!

They… were simply playing tricks on Maozi!

Just like Red Light, Green Light, they covered their faces, revealing expectant smiles, hanging behind Mao Feiyang like cats catching mice, as if saying:

[Hey… I see you!]

[Run fast!]

[Run! Run!]

[—You have nowhere to escape!]

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