Fantômes à la faculté de médecine Dossiers d'horreur

Chapitre 16

From now on, I'm going to seriously torment Mu Yan and Xiao Fan...

Of course, there will still be some short stories about selling coffins interspersed throughout, after all, that's the title of the article... I wonder if everyone will get tired of these kinds of stories?

By a certain Bing, filled with anxiety and anticipation.

The Twelve Houses → Dark → ?

Author's Note: After seeing your comments, I realized I was being too dramatic and need to reflect on that. That's just how society is; without crime, there would be no laws (my twisted logic, feel free to ignore it). I can't be so easily defeated. Oh ho ho, my inner power has been unleashed, and I'm back to normal!

I suddenly realized that I'm having brain farts when writing about Xiao Fan (I've been reading too many light novels lately, and I sometimes find myself staring at the computer screen and grinning like an idiot). Ugh!

But after laughing, I immediately realized a serious problem—I actually like Ji Yu... *sweating profusely*... When writing the scenes between Ji Yu and Mu Yan, I really wished I could have Ji Yu devour Mu Yan right away (don't be angry, I'm just being sarcastic~).

By a fangirl named Bing who drools over Ji Yu

Giant child → Dwarf mother → ?

There's so much bad luck to Chu Fan that it would take three days and three nights to tell the whole story.

To say he was harmed badly would be an understatement; rather, he was tormented terribly.

The authorities had already spoken to him about the matter of the Prince Cheng's residence in Rucheng. Even if they wanted to hold him accountable for disguising himself as a woman to deceive the prince, they wouldn't have gone so far as to sneak into his fourth aunt's house in the middle of the night to arrest him.

One moment he was patiently comforting his fourth aunt, who had just lost her eldest son, in the mourning hall, and the next he was dragged to the back room of the county government office for interrogation.

Heaven knows that the princess who jumped into the well was actually a princess of the current dynasty. Chu Fan was confused. What kind of relative was that prince of the current emperor? And he was even involved in incest?

Of course, no one would explain to Chu Fan that the emperor had a willful illegitimate daughter. As for the story of how this illegitimate daughter was so willful that she preferred women to men, leading the emperor to entrust her to Prince Cheng for discipline in order to avoid attracting attention, such stories are rarely known.

Given the above reasons, the emperor cannot openly seek justice for his daughter. To protect himself, Prince Cheng needs someone to take the blame. As luck would have it, Chu Fan possesses all the necessary and sufficient conditions to be a scapegoat, so naturally, he becomes the only one chosen.

It's a waste of breath to plead for justice against that incompetent magistrate. The thought of dying young makes me realize that heaven is indeed jealous of talent!

Without even completing the normal procedures, Chu Fan was shocked to find a dog-headed cleaver in front of him.

"At least give me a lion or tiger head or something, it'll at least save face..."

Feeling that he didn't even have the strength to stand up, Chu Fan laughed at himself for still putting on a brave face even when he was about to die.

What exactly is he doing back in this place?

My home is gone.

No matter where I am, there is no home waiting for me to return to.

For the first time, he discovered that in this vast world, there was nowhere for Chu Fan to return to.

Just a year ago, I was pursuing my dreams amidst the warm smiles of my parents… But in just one year, I've fallen to this state. Life is truly unpredictable; no wonder the suicide rate is rising so rapidly…

"Hmph!" A cold laugh, combined with the smoke-filled vision, blurred the scene.

"Huh?" When Chu Fan saw his head being chopped off by the dog's head, he broke out in a cold sweat and touched his neck. "Could it be that I'm already a ghost? No, I just died, how could I have seen how I was beheaded???"

"You're not dead. That was just a puppet I made." It was that cold voice again.

Chu Fan then realized that he was standing high on the roof of the county government office. His legs went weak and he almost rolled off. Fortunately, he instinctively grabbed the person next to him, but this also pulled the person down from his black trench coat.

What a captivatingly handsome face! His eyebrows were arched and reached his temples; his eyes were deep and sharp; his lips were thin and pale; his demeanor seemed to look down upon all things.

He's really handsome; in front of a crowd, he'd be the kind of celebrity who's the center of attention. But...

"Do I know you?" Chu Fan felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if... as if they had lived together for a long time...

The newcomer slightly raised the corners of his mouth, took back his trench coat and draped it over his shoulders, his tone leaving no room for argument, "Come with me."

Was it just his imagination? Chu Fan wondered. Why did he think he saw a liquid-like texture in the body wrapped in that trench coat?

When Mu Yan arrived at the county government office, the yamen runners were cleaning up the bloodstains on the ground.

Without a word, he grabbed one of them by the collar and forced out a few words through gritted teeth, "Where are the people who were brought here last night?"

How could the secret execution be known to these lowly clerks who had no regard for the consequences?

Mu Yan almost bit her lower lip until it bled, then shook off the person in her way and headed straight for the magistrate's residence.

After being rescued, Chu Fan followed Ji Yu east and west until they entered a deep mountain forest. The lush fruit trees made the hungry Chu Fan's mouth water.

"If you don't want to die, don't touch a single flower or tree here."

"..."

Unwilling to give up, Chu Fan swallowed hard and followed.

"Where are you taking me? And you still haven't told me your name?"

It was that same cold laugh again. Chu Fan tried hard to recall any familiar face that matched the image of the person in front of him.

"arrive."

A path branched off from the low grass, leading to a small wooden cabin. Wisps of smoke rose from the roof, whetting Chu Fan's appetite once again.

You live here?

"no."

"Then what are we doing here? Hey, how can you be so rude, barging in without even knocking?... Ah—this...this..."

Are these two human?

One is taller than Yao Ming, while the other is like a dwarf from Snow White... And how come the former looks no more than thirty while the latter looks sixty or seventy? What's going on?

“Giant child and dwarf mother.” Ji Yu’s eyes were filled with laughter.

In an instant, the short woman who was preparing lunch launched an attack on the uninvited guest. Despite her small stature, she was agile and not at all like the sixty or seventy-year-old woman that Chu Fan had imagined.

The black trench coat billowed in the wind, and a lightsaber appeared out of thin air in Ji Yu's palm. With a swift stroke, the dwarf mother's agile body lay dead on the ground.

Seeing his mother die, the giant child went berserk and grabbed at the murderer.

As Chu Fan watched this fight scene, which could be categorized as fantasy martial arts, he was amazed, but he had a feeling that the gleaming sword would target him next.

Where do you want to go?

Sure enough, the sword was placed against Chu Fan's neck.

"Hehe~" Chu Fan forced a smile, glancing at the giant child who had been dealt with on the ground, and looked innocently at the person with a sinister smile, "Big brother, I have no grudge against you. Don't worry, I won't say a word about what I saw today."

Why do you think I saved you?

"Huh? Oh, right~" Chu Fan smiled with relief. If this person really wanted to kill him, he wouldn't have needed to save himself from that hateful prince.

The sword disappeared from Chu Fan's neck. Ji Yu glanced at her right hand, which was liquefying and sublimating from her palm, and then discreetly hid it inside her trench coat.

It seems I overused my strength; it's clear that relying on myself alone is too much without him.

Didn't you just ask me what my name is?

"Uh..." Chu Fan stared blankly as the person in front of him conjured two coffins out of nowhere and placed the giant child and the dwarf mother inside, exclaiming in astonishment, "They actually have coffins that long!!!"

The tense atmosphere vanished instantly, and Ji Yu staggered rather unceremoniously.

"By the way, didn't you say you were going to tell me your name?" She blinked innocently.

"Very good! Excellent!" Ji Yu gritted her teeth inwardly, thinking, "Just wait till I get my hands on you!"

Then, 1.03 seconds later, Chu Fan froze on the spot.

How could this be? He is Ji Yu? Ji Yu's soul is before me? Then what am I? What am I to them? What does all of this mean?

Having successfully struck Chu Fan, Ji Yu carefully gathered the power of the two souls she had obtained from the coffin.

It should have already started.

Yan, I told you long ago that you're an emotional person, but you just wouldn't believe me...

That princess is not some 'fading lover'!

Rucheng.

Prince Cheng's Mansion.

Mu Yan collapsed to his knees in despair, allowing a group of guards to surround him with knives.

On the floor in front of him, a still-warm body lay quietly.

I'm sorry, Chu Fan. I, Mu Yan, was too naive and dragged you into this mess.

This is all I can do to make amends.

The county magistrate, the prince... next, only one remains.

Officials who rushed to the scene took Mu Yan away.

A few days later, the imperial court issued an imperial edict, and Mu Yan was escorted to the capital for trial.

Everything is under control.

The land has no permanent ruler, wealth is not fixed, wars are all a matter of fate, and fame and glory are nothing but fleeting clouds.

Human nature, however, is a seedling rooted deep within the soul.

Whether innocent or cunning, kind or evil.

Whether it grows or dies young...

Spring breeze blows and it grows again.

Spring will not disappear according to human will.

Therefore, Yan, you are destined to be ruined by me, Ji Yu, for the rest of your life.

Good and evil → game → ?

Kyoto Imperial City.

I thought I would be sent to the imperial prison to await trial on another day, but I didn't expect to be summoned to the main hall to meet the emperor on the very night I arrived.

Whether it's the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the Hall of Imperial Supremacy, or the Hall of Imperial Ultimate, the place where the emperor held court and discussed important national affairs always had one iconic item—the dragon throne that proclaimed the emperor's supreme authority and absolute authority over the world.

The person on the dragon throne waved his hand, signaling the bystanders to step back. The latter probably saw that Mu Yan was handcuffed and shackled and didn't think he had much ability, so they struggled a little and then obediently retreated to the sidelines.

"Do you know who harmed Princess Cheng?"

This should be a question, at least according to English grammar, it is a special question using "who", but the person who said this is definitely using an unquestionable, domineering and oppressive affirmative tone.

Mu Yan lowered his head and gave a faint smile. He had originally thought that if he were to be imprisoned, he could use this excuse to try and get this face-to-face opportunity.

"Didn't the princess commit suicide by jumping into the well?"