PFC Chapter 268 The Person in the Notebook
Chapter 268 The Person in the Notebook
The air around was getting colder and colder, and Zhong Li came to the 5th floor.
The layout here is different from other floors. The entire area is divided into dozens of separate laboratories.
Broken containers and glass fragments were scattered all over the ground. In the humid air, a faint smell of blood and a smell of decay rushed straight into the nose.
"Jie Jie Jie..."
A shrill laugh came from the darkness. Zhong Li squinted and looked over. At the end of the laboratory, several dark shadows were floating in the void, including the spirit downstairs.
"Have you absorbed the negative energy from this place? It seems that the many murders that have occurred in the school recently are related to you?" Zhong Li asked.
In the shadows, the leading ghost bared his teeth, revealing his long fangs.
"You all deserve to die! The formation has been activated, the door of fate is turning, and everyone must be buried with it..."
"Destiny's Gate? What do you mean?"
Zhong Li stared at the shadow and questioned.
"Death is just the beginning, the gears of reincarnation have just begun to turn..."
"boom....."
"I hate you guys who are so pretentious. Speak human language!"
Zhong Li snapped his fingers, and a ball of sparks exploded directly under the black shadow's feet.
The leading black shadow didn't expect her to play by her rules. He was startled and immediately became furious.
"presumptuous...."
A black shadow flashed, and in the blink of an eye, black fog filled the air.
Zhong Li felt a flash before her eyes, and a foul odor hit her nose, almost making her vomit.
"Hehehe... The formation is about to be activated. You humans should be destroyed."
Several black shadows spun rapidly and finally merged into one ball.
The fused black ball was moving at an extremely fast speed, and when Zhong Li threw the spiritual fireball out again, it only managed to brush against the afterimage.
Zhong Li followed the black group to the corridor and was bumped into.
"what......"
The piercing scream hit her eardrums directly, and Zhong Li wanted to throw the person in her arms away.
"Shut up!"
Zhong Li was speechless.
This reckless guy who suddenly broke in caused her to lose the stinky thing that was pretending to be a ghost.
If she hadn't realized at the first moment that the person throwing herself into her arms was a living person of flesh and blood, and if she hadn't rushed out in such a dark place, someone else would have kicked her down the stairs.
Ruoruo was still in panic at this time. The touch of what she was holding in her hand was soft and warm, which made her instinctively feel a little safe.
"Are you... a human or a ghost?"
The little girl's voice was trembling, and she was holding her hand with great strength.
Zhong Li had no choice but to turn on his cell phone and shine the light on himself.
"You.....you are Zhong Li? Ah!...You are really Zhong Li..."
The scream pierced my eardrums again.
Zhong Li frowned and wanted to cover her mouth.
"Hello, Mr. Zhong! I...you are my fan...ah! No. I am your loyal fan...I...my name is Ruoruo, and I am a fan of supernatural events."
The little girl babbled incoherently, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she looked at her.
Zhong Li pulled her hand away, frowning, "Are you a student here?"
This girl is really brave. If she hadn't had three fires burning on her shoulders, she would have died here long ago.
"Yes! I'm a junior at this school and the vice president of the school's Psychic Club."
The little girl was very outgoing and when she saw her idol, she instantly forgot the terrifying situation just now and wrapped her hands around Zhong Li's arms again.
"just you?"
Zhong Li really wanted to roll her eyes at her.
A person who knows nothing is actually the vice president of a university's supernatural club.
Is it that the Xuanling world is too desolate, or are today's college students so brave?
"I...well, I just love supernatural stories so much that I shamelessly asked the president to let me join."
She herself knew that she knew nothing and it was inappropriate to act based on her enthusiasm. Facing Zhong Li's questioning, she felt embarrassed but her desire to explore the matter became stronger.
"My grandfather was the former principal of this school. Before he passed away, he left behind a note wrapped in parchment, which recorded some special events about the school."
After Ruoruo finished speaking, she remembered that she was holding the live broadcast phone in her hand and immediately stopped talking.
At this moment in the live broadcast room, the comment section had already gone crazy since Zhong Li appeared.
[#短剧无脑粉: Damn, Zhong Li is here, it seems like there really is a ghost! ]
[#男模是我哥: The anchor spent a lot of money, and even invited celebrities to help him take risks! 666]
【#唐公子不喝: You idiot upstairs, go find out what she does first. 】
[#妖精不妖: I waited for two days in Liliqi's live broadcast room but didn't see anyone. But I saw her here. It turns out that wherever there is a supernatural being, there is my sister! 666]
[#天天想爆富: Family members, is the main point the supernatural? Shouldn’t the main point be that the anchor’s grandfather is the principal? ]
[If this were in ancient times, that would be the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue! ]
【#黄河大鲤: Damn, maybe the Minister doesn't know that when Zhong Li is around, there must be ghosts! 】
"Your grandfather is Jiang Yunsheng?"
A resentful voice came from the darkness, and the black shadows gathered into a human figure again.
"You know him?"
Zhong Li stretched out his hand to protect Ruoruo behind him, and asked the ghost.
"Ha! Even if he turns into ashes, I will still remember him!"
Floating from the darkness to not far away from the two of them, the evil spirit swept over Ruoruo with its cold eyes, as if trying to see some shadow from her.
"If it weren't for that bastard, I wouldn't have been trapped here for decades."
The memory of the Earth Spirit will gradually fade away due to the constraints of the Heavenly Dao, and many things will be forgotten by her in the long river of time.
Only this person's name made her remember the past instantly.
"You are... Li Xuan?"
Ruoruo looked over Zhong Li's shoulder at the face of the Yin spirit and remembered a black-and-white photo hidden in her grandfather's notebook.
The photo looked quite old, with some parts faded and the background unclear. The only thing was that the girl in the photo looked very young, with big eyes shining through, and she looked at the camera with a gentle smile.
Ruoruo tugged at Zhong Li's sleeve and explained in a low voice: "My grandfather mentioned her briefly in his handwritten note, saying only that he felt the most guilty about her, and he didn't mention anything else."
"Huh, how dare he mention me?"
The ghost spoke in a bad tone, gritting his teeth in hatred, but black tears of blood flowed from his eyes.
"How can a treacherous hypocrite still be admired by others? How unfair it is!"
"My grandfather is a good man. You are not allowed to say that about him."
The person closest to her was maliciously slandered, and Ruoruo was so angry that she broke free from Zhong Li.
"My grandfather said that your death was just an accident."
Her death was recorded in my grandfather's notebook, but it ended with just one sentence: "An unexpected event."
Although she didn't know the reason, her grandfather had devoted his entire life to academic research, never used his position to seek personal gain, and was a man of integrity.
She would never believe that her grandfather was the bad guy she described.
"Accident? Hahahaha... The murderer wants to wash away his sins by saying it was an accident?"
"It doesn't matter. Now that the bastard is dead, I will make sure his descendants never have a day of peace! I'll start with you, little girl!"