The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 731 Who is it?
Qingxue was eating dumplings when her eyes inadvertently glanced at the stove.

There was also a bowl there, empty.

She was stunned for a moment, and her mind quickly recalled that she had taken out nine bowls early in the morning.

There were nine people left in the yard, each with a bowl.

When she was serving the dumplings just now, she distributed them to everyone one by one.

How come there is one more?
No, this only means that -

Someone's not here!

Qingxue suddenly realized this and scanned everyone present, trying to confirm who was absent.

However, everyone looked normal and no one mentioned any absentees, as if everything was normal.

A chill crept up my spine.

But what frightened her even more was that she herself couldn't even remember who the absent person was.

That person's name...

What exactly is that person's name?
She felt that she should remember it, but it was as if there was a layer of fog between them. The man's name, appearance, voice, and intersecting memories appeared vaguely and then completely silent.

A chaotic buzzing sounded faintly in my ears, accompanied by a feeling of doubt and uncertainty, and it crawled deep into my brain...

"Who is it?"

She muttered to herself, and the soup spoon in her hand began to tremble slightly, hitting the edge of the bowl, making a crisp "ding ding" sound.

A slightly cool hand reached out from the side and slowly held her hand.

The knocking stopped.

Qingxue looked up and saw "Ling Sheng" staring at her quietly, his eyes like a clear, cold deep pool.

Qingxue's heart inexplicably calmed down.

Fortunately, everyone was concentrating on eating dumplings and did not notice her gaffe.

"Do not say."

Ling Sheng's voice came softly.

Qingxue understood, and she knew it too.

When everyone finished eating their dumplings and put down their bowls, and went back into the house to continue their tasks, only Liu Sheng, Qingxue and Li Chu were left in the kitchen.

There are still a lot of dumpling skins and meat fillings left, so continue wrapping them.

Dumplings can be frozen and stored. They are a complete combination of meat and vegetables and are a very convenient hot food.

Li Chu silently put away the empty bowl without saying anything.

Qingxue was surprised: "You discovered it too?"

Li Chu was silent for a moment and nodded slowly.

“Why don’t you remind everyone?”

Qingxue didn't understand.

"If they say it out loud, they'll collapse." Liu Sheng took over the conversation calmly, his hands still methodically making dumplings.

Qingxue was stunned: "Collapse?"

"How did you feel when you first discovered it?" Liu Sheng asked.

Qingxue frowned and recalled: "My chest felt tight and I felt a little nauseous. Those voices... those voices came again!"

As she spoke, she held her head and buried it in her knees again.

Li Chu also shook his head, as if trying to get rid of the sound in his ears.

"After these few days, everyone's nerves are on the verge of collapse." Liu Sheng whispered, "If we rashly tell this matter, I'm afraid it won't be Yu Fan who will suffer."

Yu Fan!

This name suddenly sounded, and the fog in Qingxue's mind suddenly dissipated.

He was a disciple of Mingxin Academy and a fellow student of Li Chu, but he was very different from Li Chu. He was always smiling and talkative.

But how could I forget...

She looked at Li Chu, with a look of realization and confusion on her face.

"We..." Qingxue's voice trembled slightly, "Are we affected by those voices?"

Liu Sheng nodded slowly.

"Like Ruan Shizhi, we know very clearly that he left here, but why did Yu Fan..."

Qingxue bit her lips and remained silent for a long time.

Liu Sheng sighed and put down the dumplings in his hand. "Do you want to go and take a look?"

Qingxue nodded suddenly: "Yes!"

Then Liu Sheng stood up and walked out of the kitchenette.

Qingxue and Li Chu looked at each other and hurried to follow.

Liu Sheng walked to Yu Fan's house and knocked on the door.

knock knock knock.

There was silence, no response.

The yard was very quiet. The others were probably wearing earmuffs and immersed in the noisy sounds, so they couldn't hear the knocking on the door outside at all.

Qingxue and Li Chu were standing in the yard. A gust of cold wind blew past, and they suddenly felt cold all over.

Liu Sheng knocked for a while, then pushed it with his hand.

But the door was not opened.

Li Chu took a step forward and whispered, "Prohibition."

Liu Sheng nodded, took out yellow paper and cinnabar pen, and with a flash of inspiration on his hand, he drew a talisman to break the ban and threw it on the door.

With a "click" sound, the restriction inside was released and the door opened by itself without wind.

In an instant, a strong smell of blood hit my face.

Li Chu's face turned pale and he took a step back.

Qingxue opened her eyes wide and looked into the house. At one glance, her stomach churned and she almost vomited on the spot.

In the middle of the room, Yu Fan's body was hanging on the beam, his long tongue hanging to his chest, his eyeballs almost popped out of his sockets, his body was dripping with blood, and there were countless wounds.

What was even more terrifying was that the walls of the house were covered in crooked and twisted words written in blood:
Don't listen! Don't listen! Don't listen!
……

Seeing this situation, Qingxue felt so exhausted that she could only drink the pear blossom wine and go back to the house to rest.

Li Chu was better off. He volunteered to accompany Liu Sheng to the main hall of Snow Mountain to find someone to report the matter.

The two of them were walking on a ridge that was as sharp as a knife. The cold wind was blowing so hard that if they were not careful they would be blown into the abyss of the valley.

"why?"

Li Chu suddenly spoke, his voice a little broken in the wind.

Liu Sheng knew that what he was asking was why Qingxue was allowed to witness the corpse.

"You realize that if you don't face the truth, this matter will be like a mystery that will always remain in your heart and will never go away." Liu Sheng's tone was calm, "You will keep thinking, guessing, and imagining until it becomes a sharp knife and stabs you in return."

"Here, the most terrifying thing is imagination."

She added slowly.

The cold wind almost blew away the words, but Li Chu heard them clearly and felt a chill in his heart.

After crossing the ridge and going further, you will find another training center.

It was the first time that they took the initiative to walk out of the mountain top, because the senior waiter had warned them not to leave their posts unless necessary, otherwise it would be regarded as giving up.

Now that someone has died on the mountain, the matter is obviously serious and we must find someone to report it.

However, Liu Sheng and Li Chu looked around the training room and found that it was empty.

"Strange, there was clearly someone there the last time I passed by." Liu Sheng frowned.

"All gone?" Li Chu guessed.

"Maybe." Liu Sheng nodded, "Let's look further away."

As a result, the situation was the same in several meditation rooms along the way: no one was seen, the doors were closed, and there was no response no matter how much we knocked.

It was not until the two of them finally reached the main hall complex on the snowy mountain that they saw a few scattered figures.

But these people all looked hurried, as if something urgent had happened.

Liu Sheng stopped a waiter and asked, "My colleague, if something happens in the training hall, who should I report to?"

The waiter's eyes widened immediately: "What's the matter?"

"A waiter died."

When the man heard this, his tone instantly became impatient: "What is this? Can it be more serious than what's happening here?"

"What happened to you?" Liu Sheng's heart skipped a beat.

"A fifth-level researcher died! And he committed suicide!"

The other party hurriedly said this and left in a hurry.

Liu Sheng blinked, turned around and looked at Li Chu, and they took steps at the same time and quickly caught up.