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Of course, many people are puzzled by Elena's friendship with these two people.

This feeling is probably similar to when Malfoy first met Harry Potter on the train to Hogwarts, only to find out that he was hanging out with the Weasleys.

Elena looked at Richard, who was sitting in the distance by the campfire, not participating in the conversation but just watching the young people with a smile, and felt a little uneasy.

She couldn't sense this person's emotions, or rather, she had no emotions.

Humans have emotions, which are like ocean waves—fluctuating but constant.

Even if someone can hide or control their emotions as calmly as a still well, the emotions themselves will still appear pale, indifferent, or calm.

But this man showed no emotion.

If other people's emotions are oceans, then this man's emotions are a deep, dry pit.

Elena had never encountered this situation before, and she felt very uneasy.

……

The sun had completely set behind the mountains, and the last rays of its light melted into the pitch-black night.

Zhao Hao's motorcycle sped along the uneven road, its headlights illuminating only a small area.

He's now facing a major problem—where exactly is Gem Lake Resort? He only knows the direction and distance; is he really going to wander around aimlessly in this dark place?

I still need to ask someone.

Coincidentally, he spotted a pickup truck on the roadside not far away.

Zhao Hao parked his motorcycle next to the pickup truck and found that the pickup truck's headlights were on and the engine was running, but there was no one inside.

Moreover, the car's front tire was punctured.

There were some nails scattered on the ground, and I could see that my motorcycle's front tire had also been damaged!

"Damn it! Where is everyone?! If I ever find out who planted these nails, I'll kick your balls to pieces!"

Zhao Hao was so angry he wanted to smash the pickup truck's hood flat with his fist. But losing his temper wouldn't help; he needed to calm down.

The driver is definitely not far away. Look for him yourself, or if you really can't find him, just fly into the air to look for him.

Zhao Hao activated his demon-hunting sensory vision and saw the driver's movement traces. There were two people, a man and a woman, getting out of the car based on the footprints... and heading into the woods?

What are you doing in the woods in the middle of the night with a flat tire?

Today's events are getting stranger and stranger.

A large number of paper insect soldiers were scattered, shouting, "Go find them! Find everything that moves!"

……

At the Gem Lake campsite, it seems to get dark much earlier.

The students sang, danced, and had a BBQ around the campfire, but were soon led back inside by their teacher.

Young people shouldn't be talking about things so early.

Even Elena, who planned to go back to her room early with two friends, was persuaded to stay in the living room.

What reassured her somewhat was that Richard, who seemed to be observing everyone with great interest, returned to the guide's own room.

In the hall, everyone started playing games.

Someone suggested playing a summoning game, but Elena cleverly changed the subject.

She knew that ghosts really existed in this world, so it was best not to do anything reckless.

But soon, someone suggested telling ghost stories.

The suggestion was met with unanimous approval from the students, and so twenty or thirty people crowded around the sofa, dimmed the lights, and began taking turns telling ghost stories.

At that moment, a blurry figure was outside the door, listening quietly.

Soon, several stories passed by. One child's story was particularly frightening, and the storyteller was also very skilled. Many students couldn't help but shudder after hearing it.

Just then, a boy suddenly needed to pee. That's the good thing about ghost stories—they make you want to urinate.

But after hearing that story, he was actually a little hesitant to go alone. So he dragged a friend outside to pee.

It was a simple resort, with only the most basic wooden houses. There were no toilets inside; instead, there were outhouses. Even the water room was a separate building with a water tower.

The ghost stories inside the house continued, and the ghost stories outside, revolving around the two peeing boys, also began.

Amis youths love playing pranks, sometimes to an inappropriate and even extreme degree. But they enjoy it immensely and think they're incredibly funny. If you get angry, it means you can't take the joke.

So, the boy who dragged his friend out to pee has finished, but his friend is still going on and on against the wall.

He planned to scare the other person, and it would be even more interesting if he could scare them into wetting their pants.

So he secretly moved to the other side of the dilapidated wooden wall, where there was a hole, right face to face with his friend.

He suddenly poked his head out and let out a strange yell, but his friend remained calm, head down, seemingly unaffected. Even the sound of him urinating didn't stop!

"Fa Ke, when did you get so bold?!" the boy said, somewhat disappointed.

But the friend's peeing wasn't over yet; it kept dripping and splashing, and soon the guy got annoyed.

Holy crap, I finished in less than ten seconds, and you've been peeing for almost a minute and you're still not done. Are you trying to make your kidneys look strong?

He walked over and patted his friend on the shoulder, but his friend stumbled and fell to the ground with a "thud".

He was startled and quickly squatted down to check. He found that his friend had a knife wound nearly ten centimeters long on his chest, from which blood was gushing out and dripping onto the ground.

There was a large puddle of blood on the ground. He thought his friend had been urinating, but that wasn't the case...

The boy was so frightened he almost fainted. He scrambled back several meters on the ground before he could finally open his mouth to scream.

But suddenly a thin rope tightened around his neck, then lifted him up sharply, raising the 1.7-meter-tall man into the air!

The boy clutched his neck with both hands and kicked wildly with his legs, but to no avail. Due to lack of blood to the brain, he quickly stopped struggling, leaving only instinctive convulsions...

The ghost stories were still being told inside the house, and soon one of the girls couldn't hold back any longer.

There are usually many girls in the restroom, and this time it was three of them together.

After seven or eight minutes, Elena suddenly realized something was wrong. She quickly asked, "Wait, how long has the person who went to the restroom been gone?"

One student said, "But that's been quite a long time."

One classmate joked, "Damn, are they going on a secret rendezvous during this time?"

"What? How are two guys and three girls going to have a secret rendezvous?" The students all laughed.

But Elena couldn't laugh. She whispered to Molly and Zalia beside her, "I have a bad feeling, like something's happened."

The female teacher leading the group seemed more focused. "These people are just asking for trouble. They've only just arrived and they're already running around. What if they get into danger in this unfamiliar environment? Let's hurry and find them."

As he spoke, he led the group out the door. Six or seven other students stayed inside, while the rest followed him out to look for someone.

Half a minute after they went outside, people saw two boys by a section of dilapidated wooden wall.

The female teacher was almost amused with anger: "What? Haven't you two finished peeing for so long? And you're staring at each other through the wall?"

As she walked over, she suddenly saw through a hole in the wooden wall that the boy opposite her had a livid face.

The teacher immediately sensed something was wrong. She walked over to the boy on the other side of the wall, looked at him, and asked, "You don't look well. What's wrong?"

When she saw the other person's expression, she was startled. She quickly covered her mouth and tried to back away, but then she noticed the boy's expression and the wound on his chest. A flashlight beam swept across the area and she saw a pool of blood at his feet!

She finally couldn't hold back any longer, let out a scream, fell to the ground, the flashlight in her hand flew out of her hand, and she was still backing away on all fours.

The other students were startled and quickly rushed to help the female teacher. At that moment, their flashlights shone on the bloodstains on the ground. Such a large patch of blood couldn't possibly be from hematuria, could it?!

The students immediately panicked, crying and screaming as they ran away in a panic, and half of them scattered in an instant.

Less than ten seconds after they scattered, another scream suddenly rang out.

Elena quickly grabbed her two friends and helped the teacher, whose legs were still weak, towards the direction of the shouts.

After walking about twenty steps and turning around a room, I saw several girls sitting on the ground huddled together, screaming all around them.

And on the eaves of a wooden house not far from them, the body of a female classmate was hanging there.

That's the water room! The deceased female classmate was one of the three female classmates who had gone out to use the restroom earlier.

Suddenly, Jasmine, the girl with the glasses, tugged at Elena's sleeve. Elena looked in the direction she was pointing and saw another corpse hanging in the middle of the water tower next to the water room, more than four meters above the ground.

At the top of the water tower, a colorful garment hangs on the water tank.

Elena instinctively felt that the last girl should be in that water tank.

The sudden bad news stunned almost everyone; five classmates had died tragically right before their eyes, leaving the students completely bewildered.

Just as Elena was trying to remain calm and think of a solution, the screams rang out again!

It was the room where everyone had just gathered to tell ghost stories; there were a few students who didn't want to come out.

Soon, a boy stumbled out and suddenly collapsed at their feet. When he looked up, everyone could see that his face was covered in blood.

"Murder! Murder! That, that guide... murdered! He suddenly burst in and hacked, hacked to death! He hacked them all to death!" He was somewhat incoherent, with snot and tears streaming down his face.

The boy described incoherently how the guide had broken into the house, stabbed several people to death, and how he was the only one who was close to the window and managed to escape by jumping out.

His words seemed to form a picture in everyone's minds like a photograph, causing everyone to tremble with fear.

The teacher quickly helped him up, shouting, "Everyone, don't panic! Don't get separated! Let's call the police!"

Elena sensed something was wrong, but suddenly a series of strange changes occurred, with nearly ten people dying. Her mind was in a mess, and she couldn't even tell what was wrong.

After all, he's only a seventeen-year-old kid. The fact that he hasn't been scared out of his wits yet shows he has a very strong mentality.

Meanwhile, the tomboy Zarya, though also flustered, had already picked up a wooden stick she'd somehow acquired and was using it to guard against the surrounding darkness.

Just then, two more people suddenly ran out from the other side of the house, shouting, "Run! Run! The guide has killed someone! The guide has killed someone!"

When the two ran up to them, everyone realized that they were two of the people who had been left in the house earlier.

The teacher excitedly grabbed the two of them, "Are you two alright? You're still alive? I thought you were both killed!"

At this moment, the two men looked at the boy with a blood-covered face in astonishment: "You...you weren't killed?"

Elena was startled and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

That male student's emotions were off! His expression was terrified when he described the attack, but he wasn't scared at all; he was even a little happy!

Just then, the boy with blood all over his face suddenly pulled out a kukri knife from behind him and stabbed it into the female teacher's waist with a "thud." At the same time, he slapped it across her face and tore off a piece of her skin!

Beneath that face was Richard, the new guide, grinning broadly with his gleaming white teeth.