Thriller Zone: From the Mental Hospital to the Ghostly World

I heard a very satisfying story, let me tell you...

There was a boy who loved playing by the river with his best friend.

The boy's dream is to make lots and lots of money in the future, while his friend hopes that his parents can always be by his side.

That day, while they were swimming in the river, they suddenly saw a man dressed in a black leather jacket watching them from among the water plants on the bank.

The boy asked: What are you going to do?

The man said: "I'm looking for someone."

The boy asked: Who are you looking for?

The man said: I'm looking for you.

After saying this, the boy blinked and realized the person was gone!

His friend was terrified and asked, "Who are you talking to?"

[It turns out the boy had been talking to himself the whole time; his friend hadn't even seen the man in the leather jacket!]

The boy froze, but then he suddenly felt someone touch his foot in the water.

The boy looked down and saw a pale face smiling at him from the deep water beneath his feet.

That's a floating corpse!

It's that man in the black leather jacket!

The boy was terrified. He swam back to shore in a panic, too scared to even turn around when his friends called him.

Two weeks have passed just like that.

The boy was constantly distracted; he suspected he was being haunted by a ghost, but why him of all people?

He became paranoid, avoiding anyone wearing leather and never going to the river again.

[This day.]

While cleaning the teacher's office, he found a diary.

The diary's owner also encountered a ghost, but the final experience was far more terrifying than he had imagined.

So, the price of encountering a ghost is death.

Fortunately, the diary ended with a solution: someone needed to die in his place.

But who should I contact?

The boy didn't know.

He gradually formed an idea, but couldn't be sure yet. Soon, however, he saw a reflection in his water glass.

It was him.

But it was he himself who drowned.

The drowned ghost heralded his death.

That day, he made up his mind.

He found his best friend, who was very worried about him. Seeing that he was finally no longer hiding from people, his friend was overjoyed.

You already know what happened next, right?

The woman smiled gently, and the story ended abruptly.

Only a light, fleeting sentence remained:

"You still owe me a story..."

The mirror remained completely still.

"Li Yinghe!"

The boy's anxious voice finally reached her ears: "Wake up!"

Li Yinghe's body jolted, and her eyes suddenly cleared. She had been sitting stiffly, listening to the paper-faced woman tell her story.

"what happened?"

"The paper-faced woman told me about the middle school ghost!" Li Yinghe shrank back.

It turned out to be the case.

The middle school student ghost is the boy in the story, and his best friend is Zhang Wenxuan!

This was no ordinary drowning incident. It seems Zhang Wenxuan was actually killed by a middle school student ghost. Then why did that middle school student ghost say:

"We were classmates, why didn't you save me?"

unless......

That method is completely useless.

Li Yinghe's eyes flickered slightly, a glimmer of hope suddenly rising in her heart. She turned to look at the boy:

"If Li Bi wants to harm me, she should die too!"

"Huh?" The boy was taken aback.

"That divination result!"

"I know the substitution method didn't work. Li Bi and Wan Chengzhong saw the drowned ghost in the reflection, which is why they took the risk and used that method."

"Zhang Wenxuan used a substitution method, but he still died."

Li Yinghe murmured, but that didn't mean she was safe, otherwise the divination wouldn't have been so ominous.

In retrospect, although it was called a substitution, neither the person being substituted nor the person using the substitution method survived.

So there's only one way out right now.

The point is to let everyone know that the substitution method is useless, and to prevent people from killing each other at the root.

She looked up at the teaching building in front of her; Li Bi should be here right now.

And Wan Chengzhong...

What about Wan Chengzhong?

Suddenly, Li Yinghe broke out in goosebumps all over her body.

She turned her head sharply to look at Zhu Guang: "You idiot, where's Wan Chengzhong?"

Zhu Guang opened his mouth, his face as pale as paper.

Li Yinghe's heart skipped a beat. She finally realized where that strange feeling came from!

The dormitory was flooded, so how could Teacher Zhan only take the three of them with him?

He's a teacher!

He's going to evacuate the students, and he'll definitely take all of them with him!

Squeak——

Not far ahead, Teacher Zhan pushed open the door of the teaching building.

It was pitch black inside.

It doesn't look like anyone has been here at all.

The teaching building was like a deep pool, the water already above Li Yinghe's knees.

Too fast! The water level is rising too fast!

Li Yinghe gritted her teeth. Before she could say anything, she picked up the mirror and looked at Teacher Zhan.

hum.

She was completely stunned.

In the mirror...

It's not a teaching building at all.

It was a pitch-black river.

In the river, a man wearing a yellow hoodie slowly turned around.

He looked like he had just been pulled from the water; pieces of skin were peeling off his face.

他 说:

"Quick, follow me into the teaching building!"

A chill ran down Li Yinghe's spine and spread throughout her body. The boy and Zhu Guang behind her also turned pale the moment they glanced in the mirror.

Before she could say anything more, Li Yinghe grabbed the two of them and ran away!

The scene around her was changing rapidly; it was no longer a school or a teaching building, but the banks of the Jiagu River!

They were so close, so very close, that the three of them were about to go deep into the Jiagu River and drown!

The ghosts of the tour group have actually arrived.

Just like Huang Ying's experience.

The ghost created an illusion, pretending to go to the teaching building, but in reality, it led the three of them step by step into the river.

The rain lashed down on Li Yinghe's face, and her feet were covered in wet mud that was extremely sticky after being soaked.

On a rainy night, it is extremely difficult to move through the forest.

I don't know how much time passed...

Finally, she saw the light.

It's a teaching building.

There are people in the teaching building now!

Just then, she suddenly heard voices coming from the loess slope above, as if someone was throwing a tantrum.

"...You didn't even know your hair was changed?"

Is it Wan Chengzhong?!

"Wan Chengzhong!"

Li Yinghe shouted.

Her voice was muffled by the rain and blocked by the trees, and it was unclear whether the other person could hear her.

After a few seconds of silence.

A beam of flashlight light shone down from the hillside.

In the light, Li Yinghe waved her hand with difficulty, trying to attract Wan Chengzhong's attention.

The flashlight shone in this direction for a moment, then suddenly swayed.

Followed by.

The surroundings were plunged into darkness once again.

Only the lights of the distant teaching buildings, like stars, are visible but unattainable.

Li Yinghe was stunned.

why?

Didn't he see the three of them?

Why turn off the flashlight?

flashlight.....

Li Yinghe's blood vessels were almost frozen by the cold.

The Kan trigram.

A wave of unrest, a wave of up again.

The situation was complex and chaotic, with obstacles piled upon obstacles, and she was caught in a trap. It wasn't a series of traps, but rather... two water ghosts were sandwiching her in the middle.

"Boy, you pig's head..."

There was a hint of a sob in her voice.

"You have flashlights on you, right?"

"I remember you guys looked at the room before I ran away from the dorm... right?"

"Then why..."

Why are we walking through the woods in the dark?

"Tell me, please, tell me you're not ghosts..."

Her voice became lower and lower.

Until you can't hear anything at all.

Until those two hands she clung to tightly, hands that gave her endless security, hands that had pulled her up in countless life-or-death situations—

loosened.

"I already said, we need to deal with this before the mirror ghost appears."

A soft voice reached Li Yinghe's ears.

She turned her head, and in her pupils, two figures were reflected—

It was wet and peeling.

A person wearing a blue coat.

A person wearing a baseball jersey.

There are eight ghosts in the tour group.