Everyone present was very familiar with this little note; it was the one they used to write down ghost stories.
Lu Shi picked up the note, flipped it over, and sure enough, saw the familiar ghost story on the back.
"So," Ye Bugui concluded, "they made up a lot of ghost stories in this classroom, and all of them came true?"
"Judging from the results, that's how it is," Lu Shi suddenly walked up to the podium, looked down at his teammates, and began to speak:
"But ghost stories can't just suddenly come true; there must be a reason for it."
“And the reason,” Ye Bugui, who had a knack for flattery, immediately continued from Lu Shi’s words, “that survivor must know. If I were to be even more cynical, perhaps all of this was his doing.”
"So we still have to go find him," Wei Jin said in a low voice. "Are there any other clues in this classroom?"
“Wait a minute,” Zeng Fugui stared at the note in his hand and suddenly asked, “Do we have a way to find out how the other people in the murder case from back then died?”
Lu Shi's expression suddenly became quite interesting, and he even praised Zeng Fugui, which was a rare occurrence for him:
"A very good idea. Perhaps that night wasn't an accident, but a planned murder!"
At this moment, Han Ran whispered to Ye Bugui, "Did you show Brother Lu some detective novels?"
“He read it secretly,” Ye Bugui shrugged. “The Demon Lord is pretty much like a homebody in private.”
"Can we search online..." Wei Jin took out his phone, but when he searched for keywords, the results were either censored news or news from other places.
In short, searching online for this method has been blocked.
This time, they returned from the teaching building laden with their belongings, taking with them all the notes with ghost stories written on them.
After they left the teaching building, Ye Bugui habitually looked back.
"Do you feel any difference?" Lu Shi asked.
“Hmm,” Ye Bugui nodded, “This building seems much brighter now, it shouldn’t be my imagination.”
"Could it be because of the ghost stories we have?"
Lu Shi smiled and said, "I think so. If this were the cultivation world, this person would definitely have set up a very strange and complicated ritual."
When they rushed back to the classroom, lunch break was already over. Unsurprisingly, the five of them were scolded by the teacher and even made to stand for a whole class period as punishment.
Ye Bugui glanced at Lu Shi standing beside him and joked, "I didn't expect the good student to be punished this time."
Lu Shi didn't seem to care about this. He whispered in Ye Bugui's ear:
"What I find most strange is that even though my hair has turned white, my homeroom teacher didn't react at all."
“It must be that this NPC isn’t very intelligent.” Ye Bugui lowered his voice: “Zeng Fugui just messaged me saying that there’s a place in the school library that’s specifically for archiving old newspapers.”
As soon as the afternoon classes ended, the five of them headed to the library again.
This time, Zeng Fugui's abilities finally came in handy, and they successfully made a deal with the librarian to enter the library during closing time.
Without being disturbed, they found the collection room without any problems.
"There are so many newspapers here!" Ye Bugui glanced at the pile of newspapers, which was taller than a small mountain. "How are we supposed to find them?"
“It should have a code,” Han Ran said. “I’ll check it on the computer over there.”
After Han Ran entered the year, he found the newspaper from that year in a special cabinet.
Just as Ye Bugui was about to assign everyone to read the newspaper together, Lu Shi spoke up:
"I'll do it. I can find what we want right away."
As soon as he said that, everyone else was stunned and looked at Lu Shi with some surprise.
Lu Shi placed his hand on the newspaper, closed his eyes, opened them again, and then spoke:
"I found it."
As soon as he finished speaking, several yellowed newspapers flew out from it.
The crowd eagerly caught the old newspaper, and when they saw the sensational headline, they still felt a chill.
Bizarre Murder Case: Nine Dead, One Insane; Survivor Claims to be a Ghost Killer!
"If I saw this title on the street, I would definitely buy a copy," Ye Bugui joked.
However, after reading the whole story, everyone, including Lu Shi, felt a strong sense of unease.
Because this news report was written in the voice of a survivor, a hint of madness was hidden between the lines.
After they finished reading the newspaper, Lu Shi frowned: "There's something wrong with this newspaper!"
His vision went black, and he collapsed on the side of the street.
To his right was the Ninth Mental Hospital they had been searching for.
Chapter 89
☪ Ghost Story Academy 17
"President, president?"
"Who is the president?"
In the empty classroom, the desks;
"President, president?"
"Who is the president?"
In the empty classroom, all the desks and chairs had been moved out, leaving only ten people standing in the center.
Surrounded by the other nine people in the center was a tall boy with glasses and a gentle smile.
Han Ran rubbed her temples vigorously, then gently nudged Zeng Fugui beside her with her elbow.
"Where are we?"
"I don't remember," Zeng Fugui said softly. He tried hard to recall, but could only remember that he had followed them to find the old newspapers.
Yes, newspapers!
"Do you remember what was in the newspaper?" Zeng Fugui gestured vigorously, trying to tell Han Ran how important this matter was.
"I don't remember." The person who answered Zeng Fugui was not Han Ran, but Ye Bugui standing next to her.
Ye Bugui's face was extremely ugly, as if he was about to kill everyone in the room at any moment.
Zeng Fugui, suddenly struck by inspiration, immediately turned his head and looked around. Sure enough, he only saw a few unfamiliar faces, but not Lu Shi.
In that instant, although Zeng Fugui wasn't as angry as Ye Bugui, he still couldn't help but panic.
Without Lu Shi, a major fighting force, Zeng Fugui didn't even know how they were going to survive.
But just a second ago they were all standing together, how did they suddenly separate? What happened?
Wei Jin also walked over. The back of his head was throbbing, as if he had been hit hard with a stick.
"Everyone..."
Just as the four of them were about to exchange information, the tall boy standing in the middle spoke first.
Ye Bugui was even more surprised to find that he didn't care about that person at all; all he wanted to do was find Lu Shi immediately. Yet, he involuntarily shut his mouth and looked expectantly at the boy who was about to speak.
This feeling was extremely strange to Ye Bugui; he didn't know why this was happening.
Could it be... some kind of rule for copying?
He had no choice but to give up and continue listening, wanting to know what the person would say in the end.
"Today is the third gathering of our Ghost Stories Club."
The moment those words were spoken, everyone's expression changed. Ye Bugui, who had been impatient, immediately looked up, his face filled with surprise.
How could this be...?
They went through countless hardships, searching for the Ghost Stories Society all the way, only to find that the Society had appeared right in front of them.
Han Ran's mouth dropped open, and she was so surprised that she couldn't say a word.
It is truly a misfortune that they are not with Lu Shi at this time.
Wei Jin frowned. In his view, Lu Shi's disappearance was definitely not an accident.
More likely, this was a premeditated act by someone within the instance.
They were wary of Lu Shi's power, so they drove it away beforehand?
At this moment, the club president suddenly walked up to Ye Bugui, and all the other unfamiliar faces turned around and stared at Ye Bugui, who was full of anxiety.
The club president lowered his head, glanced at Ye Bugui's still trembling legs, and couldn't help but ask:
"You seem to be in a hurry. Is there something you forgot to do?"
Ye Bugui didn't want to immediately break off relations, so he suppressed his emotions and said casually:
"One of my friends has gone missing, President. He was just with us a moment ago."
After listening to Ye Bugui's serious speech, the president, who seemed like a sunny and cheerful young man, suddenly burst into laughter, as if he had heard a very funny joke.
"Excuse me for asking, but is what you're saying now the truth, or just a ghost story you've made up? If it's the latter, I must say your storytelling skills need improvement..."
"It's true!" Ye Bugui's temper flared instantly. The main reason was that he could sense that the president in front of him was just an ordinary person, so Ye Bugui wasn't afraid of him at all.
“Alright,” the club president pushed Ye Bugui aside, turned around, and said softly, “Our Strange Tales Club doesn’t welcome strangers, so your friend is definitely not here. Are you planning to continue attending our gathering, or leave immediately?”
"Of course..." Ye Bugui said without hesitation, "I'll stay here."
He told himself he had to calm down. If he and Lu Shi switched places, he believed Lu Shi would make the same choice as him.
The president across from me finally smiled: "Yes, very good, you made a smart choice."
Just then, a sudden downpour began outside, accompanied by deafening thunder.
Han Ran frowned, and when she caught a glimpse of the clock hanging on the classroom wall out of the corner of her eye, she couldn't help but ask:
"It's so late now, if we don't leave soon, we'll be locked up at school."
She remembered very clearly that the teaching building would be sealed off immediately after midnight.
The club president, standing to the side, raised an eyebrow and tilted his head back, seemingly finding Han Ran's question quite amusing: