I, the lord of ghost stories

It's like going to a shrine for a New Year's visit.

Qianyu Qianxue sat casually by the window, spread out the newspaper and read it.

Although the newspaper is clean, its content is very old and not very nutritious.

It can be seen through the window that the street outside is generally desolate and dry.

As the bus moved forward, the sewage on both sides of the road gradually became clear and bright, and the withered street trees sprouted green buds and even bloomed flower buds.

The old floor tiles of the sidewalk, the stains disappeared, and became clean.

The dilapidated green belt and the originally shriveled shrubs grew many small greens at a speed visible to the naked eye, dotted among them, full of vitality.

The destroyed and fallen traffic lights stand up on their own, and the parts are restored and become brand new as if no one helped them.

Wherever he passed, the wind and rain stopped for a while, and the rotten air in the air disappeared, turning into a clean and fresh feeling.

The changes are still slowly spreading, from near to far, with this car as the core, the entire town has begun to be purified.

It's just that this change seems to be getting slower and slower in the distance.

"Mitanaka learned, please get off the car, respected guests."

"Welcome to take this bus, it is our greatest honor to have you here."

With the opening of the car door, a solemn and beautiful melody sounded in the car.

After getting out of the car, I could see the gate shrouded in darkness from a distance, the teaching building, the track and field field, and the administrative building were all dim, with a faint gray fog floating between the corridors.

In the hazy mist, the dilapidated and tall buildings of the school gave off an ominous and gloomy feeling.

In the police room at the school gate, all the glass is broken, and looking in through the broken parts, you can still see black bloodstains winding on the security desk.

As she stepped onto the ten-meter road in front of the school gate, changes began to spread bit by bit.

The pattering rain, with clear and bright light, sprinkled evenly within the campus.

The originally rusted, pitch-black fence gate has faded away from its rust, exuding luster.

The guard room, which was full of bumps and holes, seemed to have been bleached, giving it a new look. The elderly security guard sat behind the window and looked at it with a smile.

"Good morning."

"Good morning."

Chiba Chiyuki waved her hand lively, the moment she stepped into the school gate.

The white lightning flashed, reflecting the sky and the earth in a white.

With a bang, there was a muffled sound in the sky.

Then, there was a large rain cloud, pouring rain.

Strangely enough, the rain cloud avoided the direction of Qianyu Qianxue just right.

On the second floor of the teaching building on the east side, the corridors on the third floor are scorched black that cannot be washed away by the fire. The floor tiles and walls are burnt with fine holes, and only the lower half of the ceiling lights are blackened. The glass cover, while the original glass has dried blood stains, cascading cobweb cracks, black ash in the gaps, and broken glass shards.

Looking inside, the dark classroom was full of charred dead bodies.

Each face has a gaping mouth, revealing a hollow throat, and it seems that it is still burning to death.

"Students, Teacher Sang is good."

The girl nodded slightly through the window and smiled.

Her snow-white skin seemed to flow with a substantial brilliance.

At that moment, a clear light can be seen rising up and shining around.

While she was speaking, those horrible scenes just now seemed to melt away.

Neatly arranged tables and chairs, the smell of chalk dust, and a plaque with the school motto written on it, everything that can evoke nostalgia and melancholy is perfectly placed in front of you according to the golden rule.

In the corridor, there are still childish boys playing with brooms like baseball.

It seems that this is not a high school, but a junior high school classroom.

"Today, the weather is good again, and it's a good time to study."

"That's right, so please study harder and learn from the former student council president who has graduated!"

The head teacher turned around, supported the podium, and shouted into the classroom.

A cool breeze blew by, and the light blue curtains in the classroom were not drawn up, fluttering slowly.

The tall weeping willows outside the window, with their long silk branches fluttering slowly, poke into the window from time to time.

The bright lights in the room shone down softly, and the teacher who was full of stomach also gave a slight signal, and the students below were all young and young, laughing loudly, responding unevenly:

"Yes……"

"Hi, senior..."

Everything is full of lively and relaxed atmosphere.

Like... when they were alive.

Qianyu Qianxue strolled in the area of ​​the teaching building, walking from floor to floor.

The lights in the corridor came on one by one, illuminating the slightly dim corridor.

The bright light on the girl's body shines on the surroundings, and the filth is purified wherever it passes.

Not everywhere are dead bodies.

On the second and third floors, after walking more than half a floor, I found a few students in a few corners of empty classrooms.

The whole campus is not too angry, but it is empty, cold, and slightly less popular.

Sighing slightly, the girl turned to another building along the air corridor between the buildings.

Looking from a distance, the light rises, and then the darkness recedes, and white lights are lit in the corridors and classrooms.

The rain washes away buildings, runways, school buildings, canteens, canteens...

In the rain, the gray mist that had been floating around the campus quickly dissipated.

The originally faintly visible shadows and black air in the corridor cling to the surface of the building and resist tenaciously for a few seconds.

It was then flooded with rainwater and quickly evaporated.

Obviously, there is not much change, but in a short period of time, it has a new look, and the tranquility and peace have been restored from the eerie spooky campus.

All over the campus, the lights gradually turned on.

Walking on the spacious concrete road in the school, the bicycle shed and the activity display frame on the right all have a faint white light.

Where she passed, the white street lamp overhead cast a soft light.

In the quiet rainy campus, there are bright lights everywhere.

Vaguely, you can still hear the sound of reading in the teaching building.

Passing through the porch entwined with wisteria trees, the girl's light footsteps stopped under the heavy flower porch. Pieces of green leaves sprouted, branched and budded, showing the most beautiful gesture in front of her heartily.

"It's still so beautiful, this place in my memory."

She stopped quietly for a moment, waiting for a while.

From this angle, we can see the weeping cherry tree planted in the atrium swaying gently.

Appreciating trees in the rain is a special experience.

Every place here seems to have known each other, evolved with her memory.

There is a fresh breath jumping in the air, with traces of light flickering.

The rain gradually stopped, and the dark clouds dissipated as quickly as they appeared, revealing bright sky light.

The sky is not blue, but just a vast expanse of white light.

I didn't see a celestial body similar to the sun, but it was cloudy and sunny.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

The distant and ethereal bell rang from the top of the teaching building.

The ancient clock has a heavy sense of history. Even with the electric bell, it is still not abandoned, and it is a symbol of the school.

Strolling under the flower corridor, passing through the green corridor of the atrium, the wind blows gently, and finally saw a few dozen figures standing in front of the teaching building.

"Ji Yang, you are finally here."

Seeing her coming, these people snapped to attention and gave a military salute.

Qian Yu Qianxue turned her eyes and saw that these people were both male and female, and of different ages. Some looked to be teachers, while some were still students.

At this time, they have already changed into new clothes, standing here neatly, with tears of excitement in their eyes.

There was a middle-aged man who was the leader, and immediately knelt down on one knee:

"The matter of your slumber has been kept a secret, and it was safe and sound before, and there were occasional changes, and we all cooperated with the guards to suppress it.

But for some unknown reason, traitors appeared suddenly, spying on the secrets, and counterattacked. As a result, the guards stationed here suffered too much damage and had to retreat. "

"The towns are polluted, Ji Yang has to be alarmed, please make amends."

Qianyu Qianxue nodded and sighed slightly.

"It's not your responsibility, it's because I've oversimplified the evil god..."

"However, what I didn't expect was that it could persist for so long. It seems that the world has changed a lot."

"Fortunately, it hasn't been too long, the foreign force has not corroded deeply, and I can still try my best to purify it."

"After a long time, it will be tricky."

After a pause, Qianyu Qianxue asked again

"How many people do we have in this fallen town?"

"We have lost a lot... Please come with us."

With a gloomy expression, the middle-aged man led Qianyu Qianxue to the entrance of the old school building behind the teaching building.

Open the side door, enter the winding and complicated corridor, and open a hidden small door in the shadow under an inconspicuous staircase.

Smear down along the pitch-black stairs, walk about 30 meters, and go around a few more places, only to be illuminated by cold light, and there is a big black iron gate at the end.

In the shadows along the way, there are light and dark sentries.

Most of them should be students, but they all seem to have experienced a lot, and it can be seen that they all have a bit of chill.

It reminds me that the school was the most densely populated place in this town...

I'm afraid, it's here that I have been persistently resisting... until her arrival.

Behind the iron gate, there was a torch on the wall of the wide underground space, but it was not lit.

There is a faint freshness in the air, the ventilation is good, there is no dust or water vapor around.

Qianyu Qianxue inspected the barracks.

In the underground stone chamber, there are many quaint weapon racks, on which are displayed old full body armor, long knives, crossbows, arrows, spears, shields, muskets, throwing axes and so on.

There are also some relatively old-fashioned modern firearms, grenades, etc., and even a few small mountain cannons.

"There are 316 guards, and there are actually 36!"

The middle-aged man had a serious attitude and bowed to Qianyu Qianxue.

Even the heroic spirits who have been tempered for thousands of years have been broken one after another, and now only this manpower is left!

"It is estimated that in another ten hours, 28 compatriots will recover, and in 18 hours, half of them will be there."

"It will take three days for all to be resurrected. There are 266 guards in this town."

There are still 50 people...will they die completely...

In Qianyu Qianxue's cold eyes, there was a hint of sadness.

The members of the guard are all heroic spirits, accumulated by her over hundreds of years.

Everyone can name it.

But even a heroic spirit cannot be resurrected infinitely.

Even those who have recovered now, their breath is a little unstable.