Terror is resurging, but only I am.

Chapter 40 matches! Everything matches!
A cold wind swept by, cooling the sweat on Yan Ming's back.

The scene before him was completely beyond his expectations. He had expected to see a suitcase here, and inside the suitcase was his own corpse.

He also considered that the suitcases hadn't been moved here yet, so there wouldn't be anything in the storage room.
But Yan Ming never imagined that he would see twelve of his own corpses here.

Furthermore, the hair of these corpses was connected together, just like the twelve female corpses seen in the residential building at the time.

and many more.

If he remembered correctly, those twelve female corpses also seemed to have jumped to their deaths.
It was exactly the same "method of Yan Ming's death" that Teacher Pan had planned.

Yan Ming looked at the corpses; the corners of their mouths were curved into strange arcs by the ghosts, like smiles, but definitely not smiles.

It was exactly the same as the fleeting glimpse I had at the window of the residential building back then.

That's what the series of smiles on the female ghosts' faces looked like.

Does this mean that a similar thing has already happened once before?

But the twelve female ghosts all looked completely different, unlike the twelve corpses of Yan Ming in front of them...

Could it be that Yan Ming's corpse is not actually Yan Ming?
When they form a chain and throw it off the school building, their true colors will be revealed.

Only then will we be able to discover what the person killed by the demon actually looked like.

Yan Ming had a relatively reasonable guess in his mind, but he was unsure what he should do now.

The twelve bodies of Yan Ming have been placed on the rooftop. Now, if someone pushes them off, will the ghost have completed all the steps of killing?
I want to stop all of this from happening...

Should I hide these bodies first?
If we can hide ourselves and prevent others from finding us, we can buy more time.

It's already 8:15, and there are only 15 minutes left until 8:30. Once it's 8:30, he can continue pretending to be a ghost.

Being able to pretend to be a ghost, while not solving all problems, can at least provide him with a lot of help.

Without hesitation, Yan Ming originally wanted to go back downstairs to the toilet to find the body in the stall, but this matter was also very important and was right at hand.

He went into the small cubicle at the stargazing site and tried to untie the red rope in the hair of one of the men, but as soon as he touched it, he felt an electric shock-like pain, forcing him to quickly let go.

"Can't they be separated? Their conjoined state is protected by the ghost's power."

Yan Ming thought to himself, and then he tried to pull one of the corpses directly, hoping to pull them all out together.

The twelve corpses immediately swayed and collided with each other. They were already soft and heavy, and now they were all "muddled together" and could not be pulled apart.

Yan Ming's forehead immediately broke out in a sweat; he seemed to have underestimated the difficulty of this matter.

Now, his identity might just be that of an ordinary high school girl named Li Xiaoyu, who wants to use this body to drag away the corpses of 12 men...

Totally impossible.

Since we can't take them with us, let's try sealing off the small door to the stargazing area so that others can't easily drag them away.

Yan Ming changed his approach, locking the small door to the stargazing area, then securing the lock with a latch, confirming that the twelve corpses were neatly locked inside.

"boom--"

Suddenly, the door to the rooftop staircase was violently kicked open. Yan Ming immediately covered his phone screen and then hid behind a discarded solar panel.

"Class is starting! Class is starting! Stop sneaking around on the rooftop, it's dangerous there!"

A teacher on duty shone a flashlight on the rooftop, illuminating the area as if it were daytime.

"what--"

The teacher on duty stood at the door and looked around, but saw no one. She immediately exclaimed in surprise.

"That's strange. I clearly saw someone come up just now. The doors downstairs were all ajar. How could there be no one here?"

He took another picture, not understanding why a person could disappear on the rooftop. It couldn't have been a jump, could it?
"Ha, haha." The teacher on duty was amused by his own thoughts, but out of a cautious instinct, he still walked to the edge of the rooftop and looked down.

Grass is grass, flowers are flowers, and trees are trees.

There were no foolish students who fell into mud and blood.

That's good.

The teacher on duty breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the red moon in the sky, and felt a strange chill in her heart.

The crimson moonlight shone on his face, illuminating the skeleton beneath his skin. The skeleton was muscular and powerfully built, intertwined with several smaller, demonic skeletons, making it a truly terrifying sight.

However, the teacher on duty was completely unaware of all of this.

"It's the Ghost Festival, with the red moon. It's best not to wander around on the rooftop. There were a lot of people jumping off buildings not long ago."

He muttered to himself, turned to walk back, and then suddenly noticed something.

Right behind the abandoned solar panel, there's a foot!

"who?!"

The teacher on duty shone a flashlight over and shouted at them.

He walked quickly along the edge of the rooftop, wanting to see who was hiding behind the solar panels, and then he saw a familiar figure emerge from there.

"Da da da."

The sound of leather shoes hitting the cement floor was particularly crisp.

"Teacher Zhou, it's me."

Teacher Pan responded with a smile: "I just discovered that one of the naughty kids in my class skipped class. Someone reported that he ran up to the rooftop, so I looked for him here, but I couldn't find him. Isn't that strange?"

The teacher on duty suddenly realized, "Old Pan, it's you! I knew it! You scared me. Let's go, I always felt this place wasn't clean."

"Haha, you actually believe in this stuff?" Teacher Pan teased. "You're a file clerk, you can't just say whatever you want."

"Hey, don't talk nonsense." The teacher on duty laughed as well, and left the rooftop one after the other with Teacher Pan.

"Let's lock this door, so that no one can sneak up here again."

Teacher Pan closed the rooftop door, and her last words slipped through the crack in the door and into Yan Ming's ears.

Yan Ming, who was hiding behind the solar panels on the other side, was covered in cold sweat. He never expected that Teacher Pan would also be on the rooftop.

He was certain that he hadn't heard anyone else walk onto the rooftop since he arrived, which meant that Teacher Pan had been there for a while!

Teacher Pan knows everything!
This guy was hiding in the shadows, watching him search for the body and watching him block the small iron gate of the stargazing area!

Why are you here?

Yan Ming originally thought that the person holding the suitcase in the toilet stall was Teacher Pan, so he had no suspicion of this guy at all.

Unexpectedly, Teacher Pan actually left the restroom; she must have run to the rooftop...

Who was the other person in that toilet stall?!
More mysteries shrouded Yan Ming. He walked quickly to the rooftop door, listened for a while to make sure no one was there, and then tried to pull the handle.

The door is completely locked; it's unlikely you can leave from here.

He turned and looked at the bodies entwined together in the observatory, and couldn't help but frown slightly.

Actually, from the very beginning, he had a vague feeling that he had forgotten something.

like……

There must have been more than twelve female corpses that fell from the building, right?
At the time, he was being chased by twelve female corpses with their hair connected, but when he returned to the fourth floor of the apartment building, wasn't there still a lone female ghost there?
His head was completely bent, so he couldn't see the female ghost directly in front of him.

In other words, there were a total of thirteen female corpses. The hair of twelve of them was tied together, and the extra one was in particularly bad shape after being thrown.

Yan Ming: "..."

Correspondingly, the twelve bodies of Yan Ming were piled up in the stargazing area, but where was the thirteenth body, which had fallen particularly badly?

It’s so hard to guess.

Isn't that just me right now?

Yan Ming swallowed hard, a tremendous sense of crisis sending chills down his spine.

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