[Переселение душ] Супруга Бога Войны

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"Hey! You surnamed Mu! Xiaobai is in the car behind us! He's my friend! And aren't you worried? Teacher Duan is your friend too, right? Aren't you worried about your friend suddenly disappearing?"

Mu Zi shrugged. "Did I ever say that he and I were friends?"

"Don't you know each other?" The monkey was stunned.

"How did you know we knew each other?" Mu Zi smiled faintly.

"Huh? You know each other... you know each other... you seem to know each other very well..." The feeling between friends can't be faked. Although the two of them rarely spoke, it was as if they were hiding some common secret.

“Even if you know each other, it doesn’t necessarily mean you’re good friends, understand?” Without looking at the boy, Mu Zi stared into the principal’s eyes in the rearview mirror and smiled at him. More sweat dripped from the principal’s face. He lowered his head, and a shadow of gloom suddenly flashed across the old man’s usually kind face.

"Tian Miao, I think we shouldn't stop..." The principal forced a smile, but...

"No! We have to stop!" With the boy's powerful shout, the principal felt a body pounce on him from behind, and then the steering wheel in his hands was turned sharply!

The car crashed into a tree and came to a stop.

The monkey opened the car door and hurriedly ran to the back. But there was no sign of Little White's car anywhere.

Standing on the empty path, the monkey was stunned.

"See, it's no use, is it? You can't find them, and," Mu Zi slowly walked over, looking into the distance, her gaze suddenly sharpening, her voice becoming almost a murmur, "we're being watched..."

The old man standing next to Mu Zi heard her words and his heart skipped a beat. His gaze followed Mu Zi's, and his eyes widened in surprise... The car... the car parked in the distance suddenly... moved?!

The principal hurriedly looked around: Mu Zi, Monkey, Chen Jiaming... These three people, plus himself, were all outside the car. So... who was inside the car?

The sky still showed no signs of brightening.

The monkey suddenly gave chase! Chen Jiaming hesitated for a moment, then followed suit.

"Senior! Wait a minute! It's us!" Suddenly, the monkey in the distance shouted, and the content of its shout was even more puzzling.

"What's going on?" the principal shouted to the monkey from afar. The monkey's small body continued to run, chasing the car that was getting further and further away, until it slowly disappeared from sight.

The principal gritted his teeth, and after a while, he and Mu Zi, who hadn't moved, followed. On the way, they encountered Chen Jiaming, who was staring blankly into the distance.

"What's going on?" After asking for a while without getting an answer from the boy, the principal's tone became unfriendly.

“...It’s...they.” Chen Jiaming said blankly, staring into the distance.

"'them'?"

"It's Cao Fuqiang and Zhang Yande." The principal's face changed drastically the moment the boy uttered those two names!

"It's very likely them, after all, they haven't come back, have they? Principal, I think we should go and chase after them." Glancing sideways at the principal, Mu Zi suggested.

The principal raised his hand to adjust his glasses, which had slipped down due to the increasing sweat on his nose, and frowned as he watched Mu Zi's retreating figure.

How could it be?! How could it be those two kids? I clearly... I clearly...

Kill them both!

For the first time, things seemed to be going off track.

Ever since that kid surnamed Duan arrived, I've been careless. While dealing with the two boys' bodies, I ran into that guy. Although that guy seemed dim-witted and didn't seem to notice anything amiss, but...

Being seen every time increases the risk, especially since he arrived at this time.

Principal Han is in the drug business. On the black market, this high-precision drug, made from an unnamed "Secret Mirror Flower," sells for a very high price. Few people know that this dangerous flower is blooming freely in a high school, untouched by anyone.

However, over time, some people will inevitably discover this secret by accident. Over the decades, there will always be a few ignorant students who become interested in this flower or accidentally witness its transactions with the outside world.

—The only solution is to eliminate them.

Occasionally, students would indeed go missing. Principal Han then exploited the rumors of Qi Lan being haunted, claiming that he himself was selling drugs in excessive doses, which could cause hallucinations, and added subtle hints...

Over time, Principal Han no longer knew whether the ghost story about Qi Lan was something he had used or something he had created himself!

Principal Han is Qi Lan's "ghost".

He deserved it, Principal Han always believed.

Years ago, when Principal Han saw these flowers in Qi Lan, he immediately knew that they were compensation left to him by the so-called gods! He absolutely forbade anyone to destroy them!

At first, the number of people was small, so it was easy to hide. But in recent years, it seems that someone has been eyeing this place. Police officers or media people disguise themselves as students and sneak in from time to time, making business increasingly difficult.

That day, when Principal Han was making a deal, three students who had skipped class happened to pass by. He called out to them, but they still ran away, subconsciously thinking that their secret had been discovered. Principal Han then chased after them.

The principal's position made it easy to arrest people. When the fat man was caught by him, he was crying and begging him to help find his companions. He obediently got into the principal's car without suspecting anything.

After dealing with the fat boy, they also easily dealt with the short boy. The tall boy had already suffered a mental breakdown, so Principal Han decided to let him stay.

It's a good thing that people think it's the work of ghosts and monsters. Although the police won't believe that they are really ghosts and monsters, if the dosage of drugs on his body is found, it will lead the police's thinking in another direction: a high school student who did not study hard and used drugs was killed by drug dealers.

This kind of thing is very common in today's society, so I can have some peace and quiet for a while.

However, at this moment... Duan Lin arrived.

At this sensitive moment, when people in the vicinity had heard the rumors about Qi Lan and dared not answer the call, he actually came. How could people not be suspicious? What's more... he saw it, saw the moment he buried the site.

It was almost from that moment that Principal Han decided to kill Duan Lin.

Mu Zi was another student who transferred in at the same time. He was already very suspicious of their arrival. When he heard Mu Zi not deny that he and Duan Lin knew each other beforehand, Principal Han made up his mind - none of them can live here!

At night, Principal Han blew high doses of sedatives into those two dorm rooms, and that's when everything started... He was old and didn't have the strength of a young man, so he could only use drugs to outsmart him.

This drug is extremely dangerous. A light dose can make people see heaven, while a heavy dose can make them see what they fear most. The students here are already terrified of the haunted Qilan, let alone the students living next to that dormitory.

It was a wonderful coincidence: a student who witnessed the disappearance and an extremely timid student both lived in these two dorm rooms. Words had a very strong effect on hypnosis. With those two students, he could just wait to slowly close the net and lead them into the trap... Principal Han smiled outside the window.

Unbeknownst to him, as he secretly peeked into the house, there were also eyes watching him from outside, their gazes cold and indifferent…

While he lured others into a trance, he himself fell into a labyrinth of ghosts...

Pushing up his glasses, the principal smiled again, "You young people are fast on your feet, you'll have to wait for this old man..."

Mu Zi walked at the front, seemingly relaxed, which only fueled Principal Han's suspicion that he was an undercover agent sent to gather evidence against him for drug trafficking. Chen Jiaming followed behind Mu Zi, his back hunched, looking worried. This kid was easy to talk to and easy to deal with, but the real problem was Mu Zi…

As he walked, the old man pondered his next move, but his expression instantly soured when he spotted his target.

How did I end up here...?

The monkey stood there in astonishment, right where it had temporarily stored the two bodies a few days earlier!

That well...

The monkey stood blankly beside the car, looking completely bewildered.

"The car stopped... stopped here..." The monkey instinctively felt that he had chased the wrong people. The two senior students he knew were indeed in the car. The car was driving very slowly, as if it was deliberately matching his pace to make him catch up.

It was too eerie! So, when the boy saw the two senior students get out of the car, open the manhole cover, and go down into it, he was instantly terrified.

"I feel... I feel like something's off about those two seniors..." Monkey stammered, voicing his fear. No one would believe it, but the moment he saw their faces clearly, a voice inside him screamed—those two are dead!

That pallor, that numbness...

When the monkey saw the other person waving at him, he felt a chill run down his spine!

The boy froze, too afraid to move, waiting for his companions to arrive.

Four pairs of eyes stared directly at the manhole cover on the ground. The manhole cover... was open, revealing a dark entrance. In the darkness, it looked like an open mouth on the ground, ready to swallow anyone who accidentally wandered in...

"Tian Miao, you've gone too far with this joke, haven't you? How could they possibly..." The principal's smile faltered, and he began to change the subject, preventing the students from entering.

"But...but I really saw it, they even waved at me..." The boy's face was pale, and he almost cried as he said this.

"How could that be? Those two people..." They're clearly dead! Enraged and embarrassed, the principal was about to utter those words when he suddenly stopped himself. Oh no! He almost let it slip!

The principal tried hard to refute the boy's words, because only he knew that if what the boy said was true, then... the principal's face turned deathly pale.

"This leads to the sewers, right? It's full of filth, how could a living person possibly go in?" Changing his tone, the principal began to persuade him gently.

"No..." Unexpectedly, someone immediately retorted. The principal angrily lowered his head towards the source of the voice and realized that the person who spoke was Mu Zi. At this moment, Mu Zi was squatting next to the manhole cover, throwing stones into it.

“That was the sound of something hitting the ground. It’s dry in here, and it’s very deep… It feels like there’s a secret passage.” Mu Zi smiled as she said this, looking at Principal Han.

The old man pursed his lips tightly, and after a long while gave a stiff smile. "Then...you may go in? I'm old, I'll keep watch outside for you..."

"Go in! Once you're inside, immediately seal the lid and then hurry to another place..." the principal thought to himself, making his plans. But...

"Alright, then I'll have to trouble the principal." Looking calmly at herself, Mu Zi actually... agreed?

What was he planning? The principal was a little confused, but his mind was made up. The old man still put on a smile and watched the students go down the well.

"Please be careful." The old man said with a smile after Mu Zi's head, the last one to go down, gradually disappeared.

The boy calmly looked up, and when the old man felt a chill run down his spine, he finally looked away. "These words are returned to you." The boy's icy voice echoed in the well, lingering for a long time…

With difficulty, the old man moved a stone to the well's edge, stood up, and a sinister smile appeared on his face. "I told you not to go down, but you insisted! Going down is suicide! Who told you all your secrets were in that well?"

Those who saw those things had no reason to live...

Now it's all good. With just a light step, this stone will roll down. I know the situation inside the well very well; the soundproofing is excellent. Even if I lock them in there and let them starve to death, no one will know! With this well opening sealed, I just need to go to the other exit and wait for them to come to me, then kill them one by one…

The police seem to be starting to doubt themselves. Well then, they'll kill these guys, then take the two from the trunk, and set the apartment on fire.

So the missing students were found; they were hiding together. Why? That's for the police to figure out. Those adolescent psychologists will slap a grand label on this, calling for societal attention to adolescent mental health, and at most, publish a fire report in the social section, feigning sorrow for a while. After a while, everyone will forget about it…

People don't remember much about things that don't concern them, no matter how many people die. Humans are such superficial creatures...

You are very clear about this, aren't you?

Fire is the best way; I've seen people use it before, haven't I?

Many years ago, Qi Lan's current school was a hospital, and she was a sick child taken in there. When she was told that someone was going to adopt her, someone told her to run away and escape at night!

No one told me why. At that time, all I longed for was to be taken in by someone. So, I secretly told the people at the hospital that someone was trying to escape.

While playing hide-and-seek with his friends, he escaped. He thought it was just a normal punishment, but unexpectedly, the people at the hospital set it on fire...

Everyone is dead.

After the fire, it was reported in the newspapers for a while, but after only a month, no one remembered that such a hospital had ever existed, right?

I was also reported as dead in the newspapers, without a photo, so there wasn't even a memorial portrait. Isn't this how people treat the deaths of insignificant others?

The screams of dozens of people trapped in the fire were horrifying, yet strangely, I, who was not even ten years old at the time, felt no resentment; I was simply mesmerized by the raging flames…

Money is a wonderful thing; power is a wonderful thing...

So for the next few decades, he devoted himself to obtaining these two things. What did killing a few people matter for them? After all, he was no longer human; he had already "died" in that great fire, along with his comrades…

I am now a "ghost", so the killer is not a human, but a "ghost".

"I must...I absolutely must die..." the old man murmured, slowly stepping onto the stone...

However, the stone, pushed out by the foot, did not roll down as expected, but instead got stuck there.