Chapter 19

There was no time to think.

Not only did Yang Jian feel the terror closing in from all sides, but the others also heard the sound of the security room door opening and the heavy footsteps that followed.

And they all knew that there were only a dozen or so people left in the entire school.

So, Zhang Wei, Zhao Lei, Wang Shanshan, and the others were very clear that those footsteps must be... ghosts.

The ghosts were steadily approaching them.

But at that moment, Yang Jian gritted his teeth and, without hesitation, bit down hard on an eye on his arm.

"Ah~!"

The intense pain from the torn flesh spread throughout his body, making his muscles tremble, but he did not give up due to the pain.

Blood splattered, and the flesh was mangled.

The intense pain came, and the red eye on his arm was forcibly bitten off by Yang Jian.

"Yang Jian, you..." The others heard his scream and looked over in unison.

Immediately, they were stunned and then showed signs of fear.

They saw that Yang Jian's arm was mangled, blood flowing from his mouth, his eyes red, possibly due to excessive blood flow, and even emitting a faint red light... His skin was constantly cracking, and pieces of skin were falling off, making people feel their hair stand on end and instinctively feel afraid.

Is Yang Jian possessed by a ghost?

The red eye was now rapidly moving under his skin, leaving a trail of crimson cracks wherever it went, as if his body was being torn apart, with blood seeping through and staining his clothes red.

The pain, a heart-wrenching pain, was far more intense than when the ghost infant bit him and the eye grew.

But this time, it wasn't the ghost infant biting Yang Jian; it was he who bit himself.

And the red eye had already disappeared from his mouth.

However, at the wound on his arm, where the red eye had been bitten off, the flesh began to move, and soon a larger red eye grew out, filling the wound and looking around with a strange expression.

The sixth eye had appeared.

Because the fifth eye was in his stomach.

As Yang Jian howled in pain, the cracks in his skin began to emit red light, one, two, three... The red light gradually spread over his entire body.

The ground around him was also affected.

The red light, like thick fog, spread along the ground, contrasting sharply with the surrounding darkness.

At that moment, another line of text appeared on the parchment that no one had seen.

"At 5:30, after swallowing an eye, I successfully grew the sixth eye. A strange red light emanated from my body, and I could feel that the area covered by the red light was the ghost domain, my ghost domain. However, I discovered that the powerful ghost inside me was constantly reviving.

"Simultaneously, as the ghost domain opened, other ghosts nearby... came, and someone was killed by a ghost."

As if to confirm the words on the parchment, a pale hand emerged from the darkness, suddenly grabbing the neck of a classmate who was trembling in fear.

The cold, stiff hand, with a terrifying strength, pulled the classmate back into the darkness.

"No, no, save me, save me..." The classmate screamed frantically, waving his hands, trying to grab onto something.

But it was in vain.

He soon disappeared into the darkness, his screams fading away, like a stone falling into water, causing only a ripple before everything returned to calm.

The others were pale with fear, their hands and feet cold.

They had all seen this, but none of them dared to help; they didn't have the courage.

Qian Wan Hao was already crying in fear, having lost his mind, and instinctively turned to run, not caring where he went, as long as he could leave this place, this ghostly place.

But as soon as he turned, he collided heavily with a stiff corpse.

An old man in a long robe, covered in corpse spots, stood in the darkness, his face ashen, his eyes devoid of any human emotion, only numb and strange.

Qian Wan Hao tried to run again but found that his body wouldn't move.

The old man slowly raised his emaciated hand and reached for his face...

"Ah~!" A piercing scream echoed as he died, terrifyingly.

"Don't come, don't come, don't come... Ah, don't come, don't get close to me."

A girl, with disheveled hair, was huddled on the side, clutching her head, muttering, her eyes full of terror, her mind already broken by extreme fear.

Even if she survived, she would likely become a mental patient.

Zhao Lei had no strength left to run, just sitting on the ground, dazed, having been scared out of his wits.

Miao Xiaoshan squatted on the ground, covering her ears, burying her face in her knees, sobbing and trembling.

Wang Shanshan tightly hugged Yang Jian's arm, almost shrinking into his embrace, not finding Yang Jian terrifying at all, but more afraid of the ghosts that might appear from the darkness at any moment.

Perhaps because of the deaths of several classmates, the ghosts seemed to pause their actions for a moment.

But the darkness had already enveloped them, and the surroundings were eerily quiet, with no screams to be heard.

However, this strange silence did not last long.

Not long after...

"Step. Step step." Footsteps sounded again in the darkness.

This time, it wasn't just one set of footsteps, but several.

In front, behind, all around...

At that moment, pale hands emerged from the darkness one after another, grabbing Zhang Wei's shoulder, a female classmate's hair, and Miao Xiaoshan's ankle... Everyone was attacked by the ghosts at that moment.

The time on the phone showed: 5:30.

Just as the parchment said, at 5:30, everyone was dead.

"Get away." But at that moment, a suppressed, painful roar echoed, filled with the struggle for survival.

Yang Jian stood up, his skin cracked, and through the cracks, it seemed that eyes were hidden inside, while red light emanated from his body, covering a radius of about five meters.

The red light illuminated the surroundings, dispelling the darkness.

The pale hands quickly retracted.

The old man in the black robe, covered in corpse spots, took a step back, leaving the range of the red light, his grayish-white eyes numbly looking at Yang Jian.

The old man paused for a moment but then took another step forward.

He stepped back into the range of the red light.

But the red light from Yang Jian's body flickered like an unstable light bulb, then disappeared.

At the same time, Yang Jian, Wang Shanshan, Zhang Wei, Zhao Lei... and seven others disappeared.

The old man walked over, and the surroundings were now empty.

The footsteps gradually faded away.

The security room door slammed shut again.

The darkness surged like a tide.

On the parchment, another line of text appeared: At 5:30, everyone was dead... That's impossible.

At 5:31: I survived... Eight in total, I left the school... Hehe.

A strange smiley face appeared on the parchment, then quickly disappeared.