The King of Curses

Chapter 42 Ghost School
Cen Dongsheng walked forward at a leisurely pace.

The girl followed behind silently.

Halfway through the journey, Cen Dongsheng couldn't help but stop. He turned around and looked her up and down.

"How long do you plan to follow me?"

"I didn't follow you," she said.

"Really?"

"real."

After hearing her say this, Cen Dongsheng ignored her and walked forward a distance, walked up a flight of stairs in the teaching building, and came to the second floor.

The girl following behind him had no intention of hiding her whereabouts and followed him up.

"You don't follow me, right?"

Cen Dongsheng sighed.

He realized that his premonition had worked, and this strange high school girl was really obsessed with him.

"Hey, what are you planning to do?"

He stood at the stairs, directly blocking the other person's way, and deliberately frowned.

Cen Dongsheng knew how he was currently viewed by others. If he got serious and looked stern, even children would be scared to tears when they saw his face.

Although he had just helped the child, it was completely spur of the moment—

He would not easily feel sympathy for someone he did not know, nor did he have the heart to care for ordinary people.

If the other party really hindered his actions, Cen Dongsheng would most likely knock her out and then leave her somewhere.

"I should be the one asking you this question."

Unexpectedly, the other party was not afraid at all and was quite confident.

"Uncle, are you a college student? Or is he already working? It's strange that he came to this high school on his day off."

The girl spoke in a calm tone, and what she said made sense, so much so that it was impossible to refute it.

"Besides, the school was closed two days ago, and the teachers and students would not come... There would be no one here anyway."

He thought this girl was the type who was taciturn, but she turned out to be surprisingly eloquent. However, she made a serious mistake in her words, which was -

Cen Dongsheng replied unhappily:
"Don't call me uncle, I'm not much older than you."

"……Yeah?"

Under the messy long hair that looked like a female ghost in a horror movie, she cast an inquiring gaze. She called out tentatively:
"Then...Brother?"

"That's up to you." Cen Dongsheng said indifferently, making up an excuse, "Anyway, I'm here to look for someone."

"If you need help," the girl volunteered, "I can help."

"……Oh."

Cen Dongsheng narrowed his eyes.

If you think about it carefully, she is indeed a student here, and those little bastards can testify to that. In other words, you might be able to get something out of this kid.

……

According to the previously decided destination, Cen Dongsheng arrived at the classroom with the sign of Grade 3 ().

When he passed by the teacher's office, he also saw a water dispenser in the corner, green potted plants, and books, basketballs, and footballs confiscated from students, all piled in the corner.

I have to say, there is a sense of nostalgia.

The information Sister Zhizhen gave him made it very clear that the missing persons were the teachers and students of this class, and considering that they were taking extra classes on weekends, the place of their disappearance was most likely the same place.

However, of course, nothing can be seen at the moment:

The empty classroom, neatly arranged desks, piled-up books and pencil cases of various colors, and the blackboard still had traces of writing that had not been wiped clean.

The strong sunlight hits the white tiled walls and marble floor, reflecting a golden luster.

The commonplace and ordinary scenes, the campus scenery will make anyone feel familiar.

The weather was perfect, the sun was shining, the windows were clean, and no one would think that this place had anything to do with the so-called "supernatural events"...

Cen Dongsheng thought about it and felt that if Master Liu was not able to come, he might have to wait until night.

He simply dragged a chair over, sat down behind the podium, and waited with his arms folded like an invigilator. He couldn't help yawning, and he didn't act like an outsider at all.

At first, the girl stood at the door of someone else's classroom, hesitating, but after hesitating for a while, she finally walked in.

She turned on the electric fan, chose a desk and chair near the front, and helped people put their stationery into the desk drawer before sitting down.

The girl put her hands on her knees and sat upright, looking surprisingly serious.

Cen Dongsheng observed her calmly. Seeing that she had been staring at him since she sat down, he asked:
"Speaking of which, what's your name?"

"Brother, what about you?"

Cen Dongsheng found it quite strange that the little girl kept calling him "brother".

Because the voice was nice, he thought it was okay. He was used to being a younger brother to Sister Zhizhen, so it was a bit strange to be called brother.

"I asked first, didn't I?"

"..."

She suddenly stopped talking.

After a while, the long-haired girl spoke:

"You'd better leave here as soon as possible."

Since I can't see her face, I naturally can't get a glimpse of her expression at the moment. I can only judge from her tone that her attitude is very serious.

"Oh?"

Cen Dongsheng looked at her with interest.

"Why do you say that?"

"This school may be in danger."

"Yeah."

The young man narrowed his eyes.

"That being said, I find it a little strange. You just said that this school has been sealed off, and that this place might be dangerous... The question is, why are you still here?"

"I……"

The girl's head seemed to lower again.

"Because not everyone believes it...so, I want to stay here to remind those people."

"What to believe?"

Cen Dongsheng said.

"Do you believe that this school was closed because some people suddenly disappeared?"

"...So you knew. When you said you were here to look for someone, did you mean the missing person?"

Cen Dongsheng did not answer this question directly, but continued to ask:

"What about you? Do you know anything about them?"

"I, I just know that the school is haunted."

The other party seemed to be cautiously watching his reaction.

"Brother...are you willing to believe me?"

Cen Dongsheng smiled.

Haunted? Haunted is good, he was worried that it wouldn't be haunted, now he finally got to the point.

He was about to speak when he suddenly felt a shock under his feet.

No, not just under my feet...

Cen Dongsheng stood up suddenly and looked around.

The ground, walls, tables and chairs, the books and stationery on the desks, and the eraser on the podium all shook slightly at that moment.

The amplitude is very slight, and ordinary people can't feel it at all, or think it is an illusion.

But the curse master is different.

Although he is a human-immortal forbidden master and does not have keen spiritual perception, this time the overall flow direction of the "Qi" contained in the surrounding air is changing.

That is, the so-called yin and yang balance is broken and the feng shui pattern changes.

Cen Dongsheng no longer hesitated, strode out of the classroom, stood at the railing and looked down. Sure enough, he saw Master Liu holding the compass suddenly stop and then burst into laughter.

"It's done!"

Did it work...? Cen Dongsheng held the railing, closed his eyes, and felt the wind blowing towards him.

At this moment, the sky was cloudless and the sun hanging high in the dome was radiating brilliant light, but he seemed to be able to smell the scent of an approaching storm in the air.

Liu Xiaochuan did hit the door. However, the interior of this haunted house is equivalent to another world, and its rules are so complicated and ever-changing that even if we look to the future, it is hard to say that it has been controlled by people.

It is hard to say whether this change is good or bad...

Thinking of this, he walked back to the classroom and said to the girl:
"You get out of here first."

"Brother, I..."

"I'll see you off."

*
At the same time, Xiao Liting, Du Changlong and Wang Wei, two men and one woman, were resting in another classroom.

"Hold on, I'll get you back."

Du Changlong, with gauze on his face, grabbed Wang Wei's arm. The latter looked pale and was still gasping for breath.

"Are you ready? I'm going to do it."

"You, you'd better not remind me, just come directly..." Wang Wei replied with a bitter face.

"Don't you need to go to the hospital?" Xiao Liting asked from the side.

"What hospital?" Du Changlong replied unhappily, "If I go back like this, my family will scold me. I think I'd better stay here for a while and look for clues. We can use everything in the school clinic. They are just minor injuries, nothing serious."

Although Wang Wei didn't say anything, it was obvious from his expression that he had the same idea.

Moreover, compared to the young master, he might be worse off as a follower. The relationship between the two of them was known to everyone in both families. In a sense, it was equivalent to that of a master and a servant. He failed to fulfill his responsibilities and caused Du Changlong to be injured, so he would definitely be scolded.

As for the culprit, they were not without resentment in their hearts, but the gap between them was too big. Even the young people with poor brains and easily impulsive could deeply realize this point -

Just like when you go camping in the mountains and unfortunately encounter a tiger or a brown bear, the only thought of a normal person is to stay away from it, rather than seeking revenge or showing off one's ability in such a situation.

The unforgettable pain that the young man brought to them in just a few seconds made them remember this point firmly.

"…I feel like that person is holding back."

Just as Du Changlong himself said, they were all flesh wounds.

No one doubted that the man had the ability to twist their necks or beat them until they were paralyzed, but he did not do that. Even the punch he threw at Du Changlong in the face only left a bruise, as if to say "I don't want to bother with a child."

"what!"

Wang Wei screamed and sat down, covering his arm.

It took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he spoke sullenly.

"…That person is not a human at all, more like a monster."

Judging from the expressions of the remaining two people, they obviously agreed with it.

"Oh, about that woman."

Du Changlong then remembered that if Xiao Liting hadn't suddenly said that she wanted to teach that girl a lesson, that guy might not have come to join in the fun, so there was a hint of complaint in his tone.

"Have you really bullied her?"

He completely forgot that he was startled first and then took action.

"No……"

Xiao Liting looked a little embarrassed.

"Well, it can't be considered bullying, right? I was just chatting with someone by the flower bed one time, and I saw her walking around nearby. She was dirty, and I thought she was stained with something, so I was afraid she would get close to me... There happened to be a water pipe nearby, so I picked it up and doused her with it."

At that time, she and her friends were all laughing, and no one thought there was anything wrong with doing so.

"This level of abuse doesn't count as bullying... We usually just walk around her."

"It's better not to get close to this kind of crazy person. Sigh, I really don't know how she got into this school..."

"Every school has this kind of people. There was a mentally retarded one in my middle school who skipped classes and played in the mud every day."

It was a hot summer day and people's skin was burning from the sun. They didn't want to go out for the time being, so they stayed in the shade to rest.

As time passed, the intense heat seemed to dissipate a little.

Du Changlong yawned and suddenly felt sleepy.

"Forget it, I'll take a rest for a while. Remember to call me later. When the sun is not so strong, we will go out again."

"it is good."

"Go to sleep."

He lay on the desk and gradually fell asleep.

……

My skin felt cool and a little itchy, just like when I accidentally touched a spider web in the corner while tidying up things.

A hint of chill seemed to penetrate into one's bones.

There were rustling sounds in my ears, like someone whispering, or someone walking in the corridor in dragging shoes.

Du Changlong frowned and instinctively felt a little uncomfortable. He slowly opened his eyes.

What came into view was the dim classroom. The books and cups that were just within reach were all shrouded in a layer of shadow.

At first he thought it was because he was sleepy and didn't see clearly...

Until he opened his eyes, he found that he was still in darkness.

"What, what's going on?"

Du Changlong was awakened by this. He stood up from his seat suddenly, opened his eyes wide and looked around.

"What time is it? I slept until the evening? Why didn't you two wake me up--"

Du Changlong suddenly stopped talking halfway through his words.

He found the classroom empty, no one was there.

Xiao Liting, Wang Wei, they are all not here.

"What's wrong? I, I'm..."

Du Changlong held his forehead and felt his head was still dizzy, so he shook his head hard.

"Where did they go? Why didn't they wake me up..."

He staggered forward two steps and almost tripped over the leg of the desk.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the rustling sound again, as if someone was laughing in the corner.

"who is it?!"

Du Changlong turned his head suddenly, but found nothing in the corner.

He remembered that he seemed to have heard a similar sound when he was asleep.

In addition, Du Changlong also heard other sounds coming from other classrooms outside the corridor.

"…The setting sun and the lone wild goose fly together, the autumn water and the sky are the same color…The fishing boats sing in the evening, and the sound reaches the end of the Pengli shore…"

Reading classical Chinese over and over again is like chanting sutras.

"Are you reciting a text? But..."

Cold sweat broke out on Du Changlong's forehead.

Today is the weekend, and the school is closed... It's so late, who is memorizing the lessons?

“…There are so many people.”

He listened carefully for a while and found that the sound of recitation could not be made by just one or two people. It felt like people from several classes were gathered together to recite, and there were dozens or even hundreds of voices overlapping together.

If the time and situation were not completely wrong, he might have thought he was in the morning self-study class, but now, he just felt weird...

Du Changlong stood there, feeling a chill in his heart.

He swallowed and dared not take another step forward.

"What's going on? What happened? What time is it? Where... am I?"

My mind was in chaos.

He slowly turned his head and looked towards the window.

Outside the classroom is the corridor.

The sky outside the window was a thick, depressing black, with occasional thunder-like sounds rolling in the sky, as if a heavy rain might fall at any time.

A blazing white light suddenly lit up.

It illuminated Du Changlong's pale face filled with fear and the dim corridor.

The dark figures with long narrow limbs and twisted bodies almost filled the entire corridor. They gathered together and lay on the window glass, staring straight at him in the classroom.

(End of this chapter)