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"When did you find out?" Hideki said after more than ten seconds.

"I've been suspicious from the first moment I saw the four of you." Back to the door, Xiumu and I distanced ourselves: "Xinhu School is surrounded by wasteland. No matter which direction you come in, there will definitely be dirt under your feet. There was mud, but the corridor of the classroom where we met was clean except for my shoe prints.”

"So it can be inferred that you did not come in from outside, but you are already present on campus."

"So whether it's you three or Sakurako, I won't believe it."

Xiumu's face was gloomy, and he gradually lowered his head. The light was already dim, and the sight became even more scary: "You knew we were not human, why did you take the initiative to participate in our game? Why did you help us find Shen Meng?"

"Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills. If I, an ordinary person with no special skills, want to survive here, I can only use my brain more." I said with a smile on my lips: "I won't reveal your identity. I just want to play games with you. Winning the initiative will make you careless, relaxed, and fun, so you won't have the heart to kill me."

As long as you can survive, what does it matter if you play a few games with ghosts?

Xiumu's face became increasingly ugly, and corpse spots of varying sizes began to appear on his fair skin: "So you have been lying to us all this time?"

"What? Are you angry?" I waved my hand: "It's not about cheating, I'm just playing with you little brats."

No one knows how arrogant my attitude is right now, and I look like I’m going to do something for my own good.

After hearing my words, Hideki walked towards me step by step. His clothes became shabby and there seemed to be blood flowing out from his feet.

"Xiu Mu, in my opinion, you are the smartest among all the ghosts. Don't do stupid things. Since I have made everything clear, I will naturally leave a way out for myself."

"Remember that I asked about your father's name? Your surname is Wang, and your full name is Wang Xiumu. The school uniform on the second bed in the health room is yours. And Xue Fei and Chen Meng, your traces can be found in this school I found that you are the victims five years ago, the souls who were cursed by Guo Junjie and cannot be reincarnated after death."

"Poor guys, they will always linger in this gloomy ghost school, living in Guo Junjie's fear for the rest of their lives."

"Actually, I sympathize with you. Your original sins have been atoned for long ago, and your souls still can't find peace. Compared to the mistakes you made, this punishment is a little too cruel."

Perhaps because I touched on a painful point, Hideki stopped and said, "We don't need sympathy, you will soon become like us!"

His voice was hoarse, as if he was chewing something in his throat.

"Both will benefit from cooperation, and both will be hurt from fighting. You can kill me and imprison my soul here, but before that, I have another suggestion."

"explain."

"Let me help you liberate yourself and help you become a Buddha."

"Just you?"

"How will you know if you don't try?"

Seeing Xiumu sinking into deep thought and the corpse spots on his body receding, I slowly let go of my worries.

I should have won this life-threatening negotiation.

I have been wondering since I received the notification of the optional mission of The Underworld Show. Why does the mission require playing games on campus?

What game to play? Who to play with? How to play?

There can be no other living people in this gloomy place, so the answer is simple, I want to play games with ghosts, and the more games I can play, the better.

At first I did as asked, but as the mystery of the campus slowly lifted, I discovered that there were more than one or two ghosts on campus, and there might be irreconcilable conflicts between them.

One party is the murderer who caused the entire tragedy, while the other party is just a victim imprisoned here.

As I expected, it was Guo Junjie who was hiding behind the scenes and controlling everything. Xiumu and Shen Meng were like clowns. Their purpose of existence was just to perform for Guo Junjie, repeating fear and despair to wash away their own sins.

This unequal relationship gave me a smell of opportunity, and I decided to take the initiative and have a showdown with the ghost.

"The mistakes you have committed have been fully repaid by the five years of torture day and night. If you don't resist now, are you still going to be enslaved for the rest of your life and be his dolls forever?"

I have participated in civil litigation cases and also worked as a mediation lawyer. Although it was just for a living, at least my experience taught me how to persuade others.

"You don't need to hesitate at all. You can kill me anytime you want, but if you miss this opportunity, you will never be able to change the fate of being imprisoned."

Xiumu was finally persuaded by me and changed back to his normal appearance: "Let me believe that there is nothing wrong with you, but if you haven't broken the curse before dawn, then stay with us forever."

"It's a deal." When I said that I wanted to help Hideki, I was just talking nonsense, without any certainty. I just wanted to delay it for a while.

Anyway, it's a dead end, so it's better to take a gamble.

"To show your sincerity, can you ask the female ghost in the red dress at the door to leave? These little tricks can't scare me." He picked up his phone and kept observing what was going on outside the door. The red skirt was no longer visible in the camera, but there was no way he could hide her. In a place where the camera can't capture it, he was "touched on the head and killed" as soon as he opened the door.

"Red skirt?" Xiumu's expression was very strange: "This is the first time I have seen that thing in school."

"Isn't she Shen Meng?!" Things were a little different from what I imagined.

"Chen Meng is dead, or she is dead tonight."

"What do you mean?"

Sighing, Xiumu made a sad face: "We are just weak thoughts. Every night we are released by Guo Junjie to experience unbearable fear. It is like a recurring nightmare. Our thoughts are tortured and unbearable." To endure dissipation is to die.”

"What you said is right. We are just clowns dancing in the palm of Guo Junjie's hands. We have no freedom and can never escape."

"If Shen Meng and Xue Fei won't show up again tonight, is it possible that the red skirt is your other classmate?" I wasn't sure whether Xiumu was lying, so I asked to get more information.

Shaking his head, Hideki made a crucial point: "The cursed students all wear school uniforms. Only the outsiders are different, such as Sakurako. I have never figured out her origins."

Sakurako, who is taciturn and seems to be living in a dream, is also an outsider?

"When did she show up?"

"About a year ago, she said she came here to wait for someone. However, don't be deceived by her appearance. The guy seems to be well-behaved and harmless, but in fact he is very resentful. Even we have to avoid him."

As adults, Hideki and I think differently. The driving force of behavior is purpose. There are all kinds of innocent souls hidden in Xinhu High School. What is their purpose?

"There must be treasures in this school that are useful to ghosts, so it will cause trouble."

"I have never heard that our school has any treasures, but when the school was first established, there was a madman who pointed at the main entrance of our school and said that it occupied his family's ancestral grave. He cursed for three days and three nights, and was later sent away by security guards. "Xiu Mu shrugged his shoulders: "I realize that you are really curious about everything. Why don't you just stop being an anchor and dub for One Hundred Thousand Whys?"

I coughed twice to hide my embarrassment. I felt a little uncomfortable being taught by a hairy brat: "To get back to the subject, since you are all cursed by Guo Junjie, many problems can be solved as long as you find him."

"You can't find it. We have been wandering around this school for five years without finding any trace of him. We only know that he is secretly watching us in the dark, but we don't know where he is hiding."

I can somewhat understand Hideki's despair: "Don't worry, I'm an expert in tracing people and searching bodies."

The mass death incident at Xinhu High School has not been disclosed to the outside world. If you want to deal with so many corpses, you must not transport them out with great fanfare. Burning them on the spot is the safest method.

"Let's first go to the water purification tank where Guo Junjie drowned, and then go to the incineration trench where the school's garbage is disposed of." After reaching an agreement with Xiumu, I put the dormitory key in my pocket: "The red skirt may leave, let's rush out as soon as possible! "

Grabbing the handle and twisting the lock, I opened the door, picked up the camera, and ran towards the stairs.

"Run! She seems to be coming!"

I didn't need to look back to know who Xiumu was referring to. I ran as fast as I could, taking three or four steps at a time, and finally ran out of the girls' apartment without any danger.

"Let's go! Go to the water purification treatment center immediately, don't be caught up!" I habitually picked up Yingzi who was sitting on the roadside and ran towards the distance.

"Don't get excited, she doesn't seem to be chasing me."

Looking back, I saw the red figure standing at the second-floor window of the girls' apartment, seeming to be waving to me.

I shuddered, and this time I clearly saw that the woman was not wearing a long dress, but a wedding dress as red as blood.

"Why do you feel that her figure looks familiar?"

Putting this strange thought behind me, under the guidance of Hideki, I came to the water purification treatment center.

Opening the door, the small room was lined with water pipes. The innermost part was a boiler for heating hot water, and connected to the boiler were several large water storage tanks.

"He drowned in here." He climbed up to the water tank and opened the water filling opening, which was only one foot wide, and a stench came out.

I used my mobile phone to illuminate it, but there wasn’t a drop of water in the huge water tank. It was just a black hole and nothing could be seen.

"You two wait outside, I want to go in and take a look." The one-foot-wide opening was barely enough for me to pass through, and I climbed in with difficulty. The space was dark and airtight, and I felt a sense of depression and fear.

Maybe it was because it hadn't been opened for a long time. The oxygen in the water tank was thin. I resisted the painful feeling of suffocation and picked up my phone to hurry up and look for useful things.

My feet were slippery and I was half-hunched over. It didn’t take long before I saw a tattered school uniform in the corner of the jar.

I was about to reach for it when a boy's voice suddenly sounded in my ear: "Why do you want to kill me?"

"Who!" I looked back and saw that there was nothing around me. But at this moment, the only exit above my head, the one-foot-wide water injection hole, was closed from the outside with a "bang"!