“Buzz——————”
Tinnitus suddenly occurs in the ears.
Anxi felt her eyes blurred and her head was dizzy. At the same time, her body felt weightless for a moment, as if it was off the ground.
Wait until her dizziness and legs lifting off the ground disappear.
Anxi found that she was not in the principal's room.
In front of her was an iron door, and she was at the top of a set of steps.
Anxi looked at the wall next to her.
Although this is still Yunhui Middle School, it is not the Yunhui Middle School where she is.
The architecture and scenery are exactly the same as Yunhui Middle School.
But there is no sound here, the sound of humans, insects, and leaves have all disappeared. There is no sunlight, and the lights in the building are not turned on. From the outside, the windows look like black holes.
Moreover, there are traces of black mist surrounding it, seeming to be crawling with life.
Is this some kind of dark world?
Anxi was confused, she stood there at a loss.
"Is this really what you want?"
Suddenly, a voice came from outside the iron door. The voice sounded very familiar.
"Maybe... there is another way?"
The voice sounded again, and An Qian heard it clearly this time. It was... Xu Yun's voice!
Xu Yun was also teleported here?
An Qian was full of doubts, but she quickly walked to the iron door and opened it.
A cold wind blew.
What appeared in front of Anxi's eyes was a dark cloud and a gloomy sky.
Behind the door is the school's rooftop.
"...You should think about it again!"
Xu Yun's voice came from not far away, and An Qian looked in the direction of the voice.
What he saw was just a black shadow, like a human shape composed of lines drawn on a white paper by a child who had just learned to hold a pen.
"No, Xu Yun, I don't want to think about it anymore."
Another voice sounded, clear and sweet, but there was a strong sense of despair between the lines.
Anxi turned around and looked.
The owner of the voice was standing outside the rooftop fence. Unlike Xu Yun, who was a black mess, he was quite clear.
It was clear enough to see the numb sadness on his face.
"Ye Jing..."
Xu Yun spoke again. Although his expression could not be seen clearly, his sadness could be heard just by his tone.
Ye Jing? !
When Anxi heard the name, she finally realized what the scene in front of her was.
Xu Yun said that he pushed Ye Jing downstairs with his own hands, so at this moment, it was the scene where Ye Jing was about to die.
"Xu Yun, just think of it as helping me."
Ye Jing looked up at the sky, his eyelashes trembling slightly like a dying butterfly. The blue blood vessels on his long and fair neck looked extremely fragile: "I'm so tired..."
"..."
Xu Yun remained silent, and he was also undergoing an extremely fierce and painful struggle in his heart.
"Wait! Show mercy!"
Anxi on the side couldn't stand it anymore.
Although she didn't understand why she came to such a moment, she couldn't just watch Ye Jing die.
She quickly ran to Xu Yun's side, trying to stop Xu Yun from doing anything.
But the moment his hand came into contact with Xu Yun, it passed directly through his body.
Anxi was surprised.
Before she could react from the shock.
Xu Yun had already stepped towards Ye Jing.
He was silent all the way, and didn't say a word until he came to Ye Jing's side. He just silently stretched out his hands and pressed on Ye Jing's back.
Anxi came to her senses and rushed to the railing again.
But it was too late.
"Thank you, Xu Yun." Ye Jing thanked him softly.
Between sighs.
The wind blew by and my hair flew.
Ye Jing's figure disappeared from his eyes.
An Qian subconsciously reached out to fish it out, but only the tip of her hand encountered a cold touch.
etc……
Anthy raised her hand.
Her hand did touch Ye Jing's hand just now.
But how could she touch Ye Jing? Does Ye Jing have an entity?
What's going on?
If the scene in front of her was a replay of a recorded video and she could not intervene, then Ye Jing should be a phantom like Xu Yun. How could it have a real body?
Anxi felt really strange. She was mentally prepared to see a bloody scene and looked outside the railing.
But what she saw was even more cruel than the bloody death of someone jumping off a building.
Downstairs was not a cement floor or a lawn, but densely packed black and red tentacles. They were crowded together, like hungry beasts tearing apart Ye Jing's body.
Ye Jing's expression was numb, but the physical pain was real.
His skin and flesh were torn off, and the torn flesh emitted black mist as the tentacles scrambled to grab it.
After Ye Jing's body was eaten away.
The next second,
He appeared at the railing intact again, and Xu Yun also returned to his original position.
And then, what happened just now was repeated again, Xu Yun and Ye Jing talked, Xu Yun pushed Ye Jing down, and Ye Jing was swallowed by the tentacles.
Over and over again, without any change.
An Qian looked at the repeated scene in front of her and suddenly understood why Ye Jing had a physical form.
This world is a stage specially created for the curse, constantly repeating Ye Jing's death.
Only by retaining Ye Jing's body and allowing Ye Jing to experience the pain of death personally can the negative emotions be squeezed out of Ye Jing.
Curses become stronger by absorbing negative emotions.
The more powerful it becomes, the less the rules of the school can control its killings.
But all this was at the expense of Ye Jing's endless pain.
