The Wonderful Daily Life of Nogizaka

"What should I call you? Sadako? Kayako? Or one of the resentful spirits of this abandoned school?"

The person behind Baiyun Mountain...probably not a human being, fell silent.

Immediately, she let out a cold laugh, and her voice was completely different from that of Takayama Ichimi before: "What a pity, I didn't expect you to find out. How did you find out?"

Baiyunshan sighed and said: "To be honest, your disguise is really not that good. (In terms of imitating Takayama Ichimi, a certain Shiraishi was able to hang her up and hammer her) not to mention that after so many strange things and actions,

Not only did you not show any strong fear at Gaoshan Yinan, you even dared to keep following me. You didn’t even touch your elbows twice when you were pretending to be nervous. It’s so disrespectful!”

"Also, in fact, due to some special factors, I already guessed that you were not the original her when we first entered the classroom on the second floor."

...

Time goes back to ten minutes ago.

When Baiyunshan suddenly discovered the white ghost shadow stuck on the window, his heart was shocked, and then a system prompt rang in his mind.

[Ding! The host has fallen into the ghost zone of Tongshan High School, and the hidden mission is started: find and take away the tape placed here! 】

[Side mission begins: Decipher the world view of the ghost domain of Tongshan High School!]

[Note: You may encounter resentful spirits living here on the way, and you need to pass through their traps, g]

[Note: For hidden tasks, you need to take the tape away and ensure it is out of the scope of Building 4]

[Note: You can only leave the Tongshan High School Ghost Zone after completing the hidden mission]

[Hidden mission reward: 1000 influence points]

As the system beeped, Baiyunshan quickly calmed down and thought: "The ghost land of Tongshan High School? So I am no longer in the real world? But am I mistaken? This is the first time I came to such a supernatural place and I actually encountered it.

Damn it, this is really bad luck, right? Can you explain the system?"

"According to general theory, everyone has a certain amount of spirit. The host needs to maintain the operation of the system, which will consume a large amount of spirit, so that the host's current spirit is insufficient, which is what the saying goes: Yang Qi is weak.

Therefore, the probability of encountering ghosts or supernatural events will also be greatly increased."

"So it's still your fault, the system." Baiyunshan scratched his head, glanced at Gaoshan Yixi not far away, and said in his heart: "System, that is to say, the reason why Tongshan High School Ghost Zone can pull me in is

Because my yang energy is weak, and if other people don't have this problem, they won't be dragged into it, right?"

"Yes." The system replied succinctly.

"Oh, that's it." Baiyunshan squinted his eyes and had some guesses.

...

This is what happened, and this is why Baiyunshan still kept moving forward after seeing a ghost in the classroom. Otherwise, under normal circumstances, if a girl in the real world encountered a ghost, she would still keep moving forward and explore.

, wouldn’t it be no different from the male and female protagonists in bad horror movies, they are both material for death.

The resentful spirit was silent for a moment, and then said: "You can call me Fujiwara Qiushi. This is my original name. I was originally a student of this school."

Baiyunshan nodded: "Understood, Miss Takumi, let me ask you, how did the other people in this abandoned school die?"

Akishi Fujiwara twitched the veins in his head out of sight in Baiyun Mountain, and said gloomily: "Did you hear what I'm saying? My name is Akishi Fujiwara, not Takumi Fujiwara. The main character of the manga who drives the racing car and I are apart from each other.

There is no other relationship besides a surname, right? Even the gender is different?"

Baiyunshan touched his chin: "Indeed, I was negligent, then...Miss Xia Shu——"

"That's enough!" The resentful spirit Fujiwara Qiushi couldn't help but interrupt Baiyunshan's boring joke and said: "Do you want to know how I died?"

"Well...Actually, that was just a casual comment from me. I really didn't think that way." Baiyunshan replied with a mean look on his face.

"You...!" Fujiwara Qiushi took several deep breaths, and finally suppressed his anger and snorted coldly: "All of this starts from that day in 2002..."

"2002? You met Daolang?" Baiyunshan asked curiously.

"Huh, Daolang? I don't know this person, but his name is very similar to Daolang. His name is Daoyirang!"

As the female ghost narrated, a picture suddenly appeared in front of Baiyunshan's eyes, drawing him into it.

...

On April 7, 2002, at seven o'clock in the evening, Tongshan High School was completely dark.

The 18-year-old student Koichi Hirose opened the classroom door with a key and walked in.

He stopped in front of a desk by the window, then sat on the chair next to him, took out a pen from his pocket, and seemed to be writing something seriously.

It didn't take long for him to finish the work. He took a long breath and showed a satisfied smile on his face.

But the next second, he looked startled and looked sharply at the male figure at the door.

"Huh~ It turns out to be you, Dao Yilang. Why are you scaring me? Are you trying to tell the truth?"

Hirose Koichi obviously knew the man named Toichiro, and said with a relaxed tone and a smile.

The man named Toichiro did not speak. He slowly walked up to Hirose Koichi and looked down at him.

"how--"

Before he finished speaking, Hirose Koichi's expression changed drastically. The man known as Toichiro waved his right hand, and a sharp arc cut towards the former's throat, but it did not hit him and only cut off a few strands of hair.

.

"Hey! What do you want to do!"

Hirose Hikaru became nervous for a moment, with anger on his face, and he clenched his fists and wanted to hit the man in front of him.

But before he could punch out, something reached his throat faster than he did.

This time, there is no offset.

"puff--"

Immediately, crimson blood spurted out like a fountain, instantly staining the table in front of him red.

Hirose Koichi fell down with a look of horror in his eyes. There was still disbelief in his eyes, because he could clearly see in his eyes that the thing that cut his throat was not a sharp blade or an iron tool.

And it’s just a simple piece of bamboo the size of a palm!

The man looked at Hirose Koichi who was lying in a pool of blood indifferently, then turned around and left slowly.

...

On the evening of April 15, 2002.

Ichiro Okamoto came out of the classroom on the second floor with a somewhat nervous expression. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and took a simple flashlight to shine on the road ahead in the darkness. But he screamed out in surprise before he took two steps.

A figure named Dao Yilang suddenly appeared in front of him.

"ah--"

There was another sharp line. Ichiro Okamoto endured the severe pain in his throat and the feeling of suffocation. He leaned half of his body on the low concrete wall on his right. His strong desire to survive made his body instinctively want to leave this dangerous place.

place, but in the end he fell down weakly, with nearly half of his body lying on his back on the low wall, his eyes wide open, and he refused to close his eyes.

Red blood flowed down the low wall to the first floor.

...

In the evening of April 20, 2002.

Tanaka Shengcai hung up the phone, his face full of fierce anger. He calmed down his heavy breathing and prepared to go down the stairs and leave the school.

As soon as I walked down a flight of stairs, I was surprised to find someone waiting there.

"puff--"

The bamboo blade cut open Tanaka Shengcai's throat sharply. With blood gushing out, he looked at the man in front of him in disbelief. He fell down weakly from the stairs and tumbled all the way down the stairs. In the end, his neck was twisted in the rolling.

Broken, his head turned around and faced the cold stone steps.

In the last scene in his field of vision, the upside-down man wiped the bloody bamboo pieces clean, and then walked away slowly and calmly. The golden light of the setting sun shone at his feet, and the road ahead was bright.

...

In the evening of May 6, 2002.

Fujiwara Akishi walked out of the teacher's office, his expression a little downcast, and deep in his eyes, there was unconcealable fear and anger.

After calming down a little at the door, she went to the toilet, then opened the door to wash her hands and walked out.

The moment she stepped out of the toilet, she felt her vision go dark, her throat felt sharp pain, and then warm blood flowed out, and she fell to the corridor outside the toilet with a plop.

She struggled to open her gradually dilated pupils, only to see a cold face. She wanted to speak, but due to difficulty in breathing, she could not utter even a single word, only scattered syllables.

Just like that, she died here silently.

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