Terror is resurging, but only I am.

Chapter 32 Evening self-study is about to begin.

"Go quickly, go quickly!"

"Wake Zhang Ziqi up! Stop sleeping! You're going to be late for evening self-study!"

"Have you finished your homework? Old Pan isn't someone to be fooled..."

"Just say you didn't bring it, and you can't find your homework, hehe."

In the empty corridor, only the clear and sweet voices of four or five girls could be heard. They were laughing and joking, as if they were on their way to school.

Yan Ming secretly peeked through the crack in the open door towards the stairwell. He felt that he was now "one with the ghost," a true spy.

A female ghost peeping at a high school girl through a crack.

However, unlike the spying ghost, he absolutely did not want these female ghosts to discover him.

You guys should go to school, can we leave each other alone?

Through the crack in the door, Yan Ming could clearly see that the girls' ponytails were still connected, but their bodies were no longer as clean and tidy as before; instead, they were covered in bloodstains.

Stained with muddy bloodstains, broken and twisted limbs, and pupil-less gray eyes.

Their voices were sweet and lovely, but their appearance was unbearable to look at.

The girls, their bodies hunched over, walked unsteadily up the stairs, stubbornly climbing upwards, wanting to take this shortest route back to school.

"boom."

Heavy thuds echoed one after another. Yan Ming's gaze focused on the group of female ghosts, and he immediately noticed that one of the girls seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, slumped on the ground with her head hanging low.

Because the female ghost was climbing the stairs, the head of the unconscious ghost kept hitting the stairs, hitting and hitting until it was bloody and mangled, and the whole building was filled with terrifying sounds.

Dozing off, dozing off, that's probably how you fall asleep by bumping into things.

Zhang Ziqi?
I think I just heard someone call her that.

Forget about these things. We'll find a chance to escape Moonlit Community once they start school.

This residential building is really too eerie now; it's the kind of eeriness that even Yan Ming, who has seen a lot, feels chilled to the bone.

He dared not imagine what kind of monsters were inside Wangcheng No. 1 Middle School.

"boom--"

Just as he was lost in thought, the even, rhythmic sound of kowtowing abruptly stopped.

Yan Ming didn't understand what was happening, but then he saw through the crack in the door that Zhang Ziqi, who had been dozing off, suddenly woke up and turned her head ninety degrees to stare straight at him.

Those greyish-white eyes held no trace of humanity, yet their large mouths, filled with sharp teeth, were turned up high.

"found it!"

As soon as she spoke, more than a dozen other girls' heads gathered from all directions, upstairs and downstairs, just like girls gossiping about a special week's news during break time.

They surrounded Zhang Ziqi's bloodied head in the center, and following her gaze, more than a dozen eyes simultaneously peered through the crack in the door and focused on Yan Ming.

"found it!"

"Homework! My homework is saved!"

"Hehe, I don't have to get scolded by Old Pan anymore!"

Yan Ming immediately sensed something was wrong and ran in the opposite direction along the corridor without hesitation.

The staircases in this type of residential building are located on both sides of the corridor. He had better go downstairs and escape quickly, otherwise he might get into trouble.

Behind him, the demon-eyed corpse blocked the corridor, ready to cover his retreat. Seven nurse demons in the shadows at his feet were eager to fight, the four fused with the demon warrior being particularly excited, wanting to complete their first task after their transformation. However, the group of girls ignored everything and charged straight at the demon-eyed corpse.

The girls surrounded the ghost-eyed corpse, one of them grabbing the corpse while the other seven stepped on the nurse ghost on the ground.

In just a moment, Yan Ming felt himself disconnected from the Ghost Eye's corpse and could no longer sense its presence.

Looking at the survivor's body again, the ghost eye on his forehead had closed by itself, leaving only a slit, and he was sleeping peacefully.

Were we suppressed?

Yan Ming looked closely and saw that the female ghosts were carrying the corpse of the ghost eye, and each of them was standing on one of the seven nurse ghosts.

The suppression ratio is one to one, meaning that each high school girl ghost can suppress one ghost.
Yan Ming roughly counted, and there were a total of 12 high school girl ghosts connected together, which meant that they could suppress an additional 4 ghosts.

How can they possess such bizarre abilities? What exactly are these female ghosts?!

Yan Ming ignored the ghost eye's corpse. He could tell from the way the female ghost carried the corpse on her shoulder that they needed to maintain constant contact with other ghosts in order to suppress them, otherwise the suppression would fail.

This ability is powerful, but when facing the ghost-eyed corpse, his movement speed will undoubtedly be severely affected. In short, he fled downwards and quickly reached the first floor, where the large iron gate of the residential building was in front of him.

"Bang bang bang!"

The iron gates were actually bound by chains, and no amount of pulling or tugging could open them. Yan Ming glanced out through the iron gates and felt a sense of despair.

I don't know when it started, but the area outside this residential building is now shrouded in thick fog. The road I came from was completely submerged in the white fog, and I couldn't see anything at all.

They couldn't get out; the entire Moonlit Community was enveloped by this mysterious force.

The thought crossed Yan Ming's mind. When he looked back up the stairs, the string of female ghosts had already caught up with him.

"Wait for me! My homework! I need you! My homework!"

The female ghost screamed excitedly and crawled down in a manner resembling a multi-legged centipede, her posture unusually steady.

They had gotten used to this combination of bodies.

Yan Ming immediately ran along the first-floor corridor to the other side. Since the exit of the residential building had been blocked, there was only one way left for him.

go to school.

He walked up the stairs that the female ghost had just climbed. He remembered that the residential building was very old and the height was limited to the sixth floor, which meant that he should be able to find the way to Wangcheng No. 1 Middle School by climbing to the sixth-floor rooftop.

2nd floor, 3rd floor...

Yan Ming quickly approached the fourth floor where the old woman lived, but he suddenly stopped while holding onto the railing.

It's all because a high school girl ghost is standing on the fourth-floor staircase.

"Where is everyone? I can't see my homework! My hair hurts so much! Why did you leave me like this...?"

Half of her hair was torn off, revealing large patches of baldness, which may be why she couldn't connect with the other female ghosts.

The female ghost appeared to be on her head, so her cervical spine was bent downwards at almost a 90-degree angle, and her head was buried deep in her chest, completely obstructing her vision. Therefore, she was unable to see Yan Ming walking up.

"It hurts so much! It really hurts! I curse you all to feel the same pain as me! My neck is going to break, it's going to break..."

The female ghost kept complaining as she staggered down the fourth-floor corridor, chasing after Yan Ming without even noticing him behind her.

Yan Ming breathed a sigh of relief and looked down. The female ghosts had already chased him to the second floor, so he quickly climbed up and reached the rooftop in an instant.

Just as he had expected, the rooftop was connected to a ramp, and at the top of the ramp was the back gate of Wangcheng No. 1 Middle School.

A small iron gate stood in the way.

Yan Mingxu looked over and saw a security booth next to the iron gate, with a sign inside depicting a policeman pointing towards his location.

Looking up at the clock on the teaching building, the huge clock face showed the time as 18:57.

Evening self-study is about to begin.

　New author, new book, seeking everything!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)