Chapter 15 He is among us!
Seeing this scene, my face changed, and when I looked over again, the pale figure disappeared. This made me stunned for a moment, and Mo Qingyu also noticed my abnormality and asked me curiously.
I shook my head and didn't answer her. Instead, I pulled her away from this dangerous area. No matter how I put it, this place was too dangerous.
Although Mo Qingyu didn't understand, she smiled slightly and said, "Thank you."
"Nothing." I nodded and let go of her hand. But in my heart, I was still thinking about the scene just now. There was no doubt that the black shadow was a ghost. It seemed that there were ghosts not only in our classroom, but also in other places. If you are not careful, you may die.
Thinking of this, my heart was in a mess. In the past, I had never thought about ghosts, and just thought they were feudal superstitions. But now I saw it with my own eyes. It is really hard to describe my feelings at this moment.
After returning to the classroom, I sat on a chair, looked around, and kept thinking about what to do next.
If we want to free the classroom from the nightmare, the only thing we need to do is to find the gatekeeper of the underworld. And we must go to Maple Forest Village. I have a feeling that I can find the true identity of the gatekeeper of the underworld from Maple Forest Village.
As I was thinking this, I suddenly felt my breathing become difficult, as if something was strangling my neck. I wanted to turn around, but I found that I couldn't do it at all.
In this situation, I was extremely desperate and wanted to shout desperately, but at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded behind me.
I could feel that this voice belonged to Han Ziyu. Her tone was hurried, and she seemed to be shouting something.
"He's in this class, find him! Find him!"
"Who? Who are you talking about?" I shouted hurriedly. However, Han Ziyu shouted even more hysterically at this time, he, he is in the class.
Listening to Han Ziyu's words, I suddenly thought of the person who could make her so excited. Could it be her boyfriend? But that's not right. Han Ziyu's boyfriend had already gone to college. So who was the 'he' she was talking about?
I couldn't tell the difference at all, and could only keep asking questions. However, at this moment, the pressure behind me disappeared, and I suddenly woke up. At this time, I realized that I was still sitting in the chair. What happened just now seemed like a dream.
"What's wrong with you? Did you have a nightmare? You're covered in cold sweat." Zhao Pengyu asked me curiously.
I shook my head, then said in a horrified voice, "What on earth happened to me just now?"
"You were just in a daze for a while. Is there something wrong?" Zhao Pengyu looked at me strangely and asked.
"Nothing." I shook my head, my eyes froze. What happened just now was definitely not accidental. Han Ziyu must have something to tell me. But for some reason, she couldn't tell me the whole thing, she could only remind me.
Could it be that what she just said was telling me that the gatekeeper of the underworld was in the class? If that was true, then that would be great.
If we can be sure that the gatekeeper of the underworld is in the class, as long as we conduct a thorough search, we will definitely find clues. At that time, the identity of the gatekeeper of the underworld will be exposed.
But what if her words were false? To be honest, I was confused. I just felt that things were getting more and more complicated.
I had always thought that Han Ziyu was the gatekeeper of the underworld, and that she had turned into a fierce ghost to avenge our class. But several times, she was the one who gave me hints. This meant that maybe Han Ziyu was not the gatekeeper of the underworld at all, but was here to help us.
However, I still can't guess the relationship between Han Ziyu and the gatekeeper of the underworld. I can only guess that there must be some kind of relationship between the gatekeeper of the underworld and Han Ziyu.
Just as I was daydreaming, the class was in chaos. Everyone was either chatting or playing with their phones. As for books, they were all thrown aside. Even those who loved studying the most didn't care at this time.
This situation started after the third person in the class died. We seemed to be waiting for the end of the world. We seized every opportunity to have fun. I even heard from some people in the class that many boys had already checked into a hotel with the girls. You can imagine how chaotic the class was.
The head teacher yelled at us several times, but it didn't work. Later, she simply stopped coming to our class. In this way, the whole class was full of men and women chasing each other.
Just when we were in great confusion, the Chinese teacher suddenly walked in, but no one took her seriously and continued to do their own thing.
The Chinese teacher took a look, then slammed the table and started scolding us.
But no matter how she scolded us, we were indifferent. But when she scolded more and more fiercely, Wang Qiang, who was at the back of the class, stood up, slammed the table fiercely, and scolded angrily: "Okay, are you done? Hurry up and go to class, or get out."
"How dare you talk to the teacher like that." The Chinese teacher raised his eyebrows and shouted with a frown.
"What's wrong with what I said? Do you know how many people died in our class?" Wang Qiang roared, stood up, and looked directly at the Chinese teacher with a defiant look like a wild beast.
Seeing him like this, the Chinese teacher stopped and didn't dare to move forward. He just kept shouting: "Okay, if you don't let me take care of you, I won't take care of you."
After saying that, she returned to the podium and continued her lecture.
At the back of the classroom, many boys gave Wang Qiang a thumbs up. Wang Qiang shook his head proudly, looking very proud of his behavior.
However, when I saw this scene, I felt indescribably complicated. I could sense the changes in my classmates. Many of them had given up on themselves and spent the whole day playing with their phones. Even some of the stronger ones were trying their best to suppress their emotions at this time.
Therefore, everyone inevitably vented their emotions on the teacher. This led to the current situation. If this situation continues, soon no teacher will dare to come to our class to teach.
Soon after the get out of class, the Chinese teacher left in a hurry without even announcing the homework. We were still hanging around in the classroom, enjoying the chaos.
After school, I didn’t even attend the evening self-study class and just left the classroom. Anyway, no one would persuade me to leave at this time. After all, everyone did the same thing.
After leaving the classroom, I found Zhao Pengyu and Mo Qingyu and prepared to take them out for dinner.
We went to a small restaurant, ordered five or six dishes, and sat down to eat.
Mo Qingyu and I were very close, and she kept picking food for me. I had never felt her so gentle before. Next to me, Zhao Pengyu had a face full of envy, but he just focused on eating.
At this time, I said, "Do you think the gatekeeper of the underworld could be a classmate of ours?"
"Impossible." Mo Qingyu and Zhao Pengyu said in unison.
"How is it impossible?" I asked curiously.
"You have also seen the power of the gatekeeper of the underworld. It is simply not something that a human can possess." Zhao Pengyu said first, and Mo Qingyu nodded in agreement.
"But if you are not from our class, how could you know everyone in our class?" I said.
This question made them frown at the same time, and no one knew how to explain it.
Mo Qingyu looked at me and asked curiously, "Did you find something?"
I hurriedly told them what happened today. After listening to me, Mo Qingyu frowned and said thoughtfully, "According to what you said, it is really possible."
"The key point is who has such a strong hatred towards our class? He has to kill every one of us." Zhao Pengyu said.
"Maybe it's not hatred, he's just enjoying the process," I said.
"Then Li Yutian is most likely the gatekeeper of the underworld." Mo Qingyu suddenly said.
Her words made me slightly stunned, and then I couldn't help asking: "How do you know for sure?"
"Think about it, Li Yutian has experienced several games, but he won easily every time. Maybe he is the real one." Mo Qingyu said.
I shook my head and said, "Based on this alone, we can't tell that he is the gatekeeper of the underworld. It only means that he is very rich."
"Then it must be Cao Hu. This guy is the worst." Mo Qingyu said gritting his teeth.
I shook my head again and explained to her that everyone in the class was a suspect, including me.
"How could you be the gatekeeper of the underworld? You saved me." Mo Qingyu shouted.
"Saving people alone doesn't prove my innocence." I glanced at her and said seriously.
At this time, Zhao Pengyu shouted, "Let's eat quickly, the food is getting cold." I glared at him and then continued to eat.
By the time we walked out of the restaurant, it was already late at night. I said goodbye to the two of them, then staggered towards home.
When I got home, I saw my father was back again. He was sitting on a chair, staring at the photo in his hand. I knew he was looking at the photo of my mother, but all the photos of my mother were damaged, not a single one was left.
Therefore, every time my father sees a photo, he sees a photo without a face, which sometimes makes me feel very uncomfortable.
"You're back." My father glanced at me casually and continued looking at the photo in his hand.
I looked at my father and suddenly said, "Dad, what does my mom look like? Why don't we have a single photo of her at home?"
My father was stunned for a moment, then shook his head bitterly. After a while, he looked at me and said firmly: "No matter what, I have to tell you that your mother loves you the most in the world."
"Yeah." I nodded strangely and went back to the house. But I didn't notice that when my father looked at me leaving, a strange expression appeared on his face...