Horror games? Whatever, I'll die.

From the first moment Liang Zaibing saw Huang Fang, she never saw him with a white umbrella.

Oiled paper umbrellas are difficult to store; you can tell at a glance.

Moreover, he remembered that it was raining heavily outside the night Huang Fang came.

Liang Zaibing glanced at the calendar again. That day happened to be the Ghost Festival, which is the day when the gates of hell are said to open in folk legends. There was no reason for Huang Fang, with his constitution, not to use an umbrella.

Huang Fang's expression changed, clearly he had thought of something, and he looked somewhat conflicted, but in the end he decided to tell him everything.

"I was supposed to leave at 2 p.m. on the day I returned to school, but I kept putting off packing and didn't leave until after 5 p.m.

"I was waiting for the bus at the bus stop, but before the bus came, it started pouring rain. I waited for two hours and still no bus came, so I thought I'd go to the side of the national highway to hitch a ride."

“I told you before that my home is in a very remote area. Apart from a highway, it is surrounded by woods. When I go to the national highway, I have to pass through a forest.”

Huang Fang was lost in his memories. "At that time, it was raining heavily and the wind was strong. It was already very dark, and I could hardly see the road. I felt like I was going to be blown away by the wind after walking a few steps with my umbrella, so I walked very slowly."

"Although it was the Ghost Festival, I didn't see many ghosts along the way. To be precise, I've seen very few ghosts since I grew up, so I didn't pay much attention to it."

"When I got to the middle of the woods, I suddenly felt something soft and spongy trip me up. If it weren't for my suitcase supporting me, I would have fallen to the ground."

"I shone my phone's flashlight on her and saw a woman covered in mud and water. She was covered in injuries and looked terrifying. She was barely breathing and seemed about to die, so I..."

Liang Zaibing interrupted him, "Did you see her face clearly back then?"

Huang Fang thought for a while, then shook his head blankly, "It was too dark at the time, and her face was covered in mud, so I couldn't see clearly."

Liang Zaibing then asked, "What clothes was she wearing at the time?"

Huang Fang tried hard to recall, and he realized that he hadn't really paid attention to what the woman was wearing in that situation. "It seemed to be... a white dress, but it was dirty with mud and water, so I couldn't see it clearly."

Liang Zaibing had already made up her mind.

A white dress stained with blood becomes red, doesn't it?

The female ghost they encountered was probably that woman.

Huang Fang continued, "I called an ambulance for her, but because our location was hard to find, I left my umbrella for her to use in the rain and ran out of the woods to meet the medical staff by the national highway. But when we got back to that place..."

At this point, Huang Fang's face turned pale, clearly still shaken. "That woman disappeared, and my umbrella disappeared too. All that was left was a blood-stained mud puddle and my suitcase."

“I thought she woke up and left on her own,” Huang Fang clenched his fist, his nails almost drawing blood from his palm. “Now it seems she was already dead.”

Why didn't you tell us then?

Huang Fang felt very guilty at this moment. "That day I saw that it was too late, and I wasn't familiar with you guys, so it wasn't appropriate to say these things to you. That's why I didn't say anything."

Knowing that Huang Fang was the one who caused this series of troubles, Liang Zaibing felt powerless but couldn't blame him, as blaming him wouldn't solve the problem.

"There's nothing we can do but take it one step at a time. When we get back, we'll tell Lu Hao and Lin Yucheng to be careful lately, and most importantly, to stay away from women wearing red dresses."

On the way back to the dormitory, Huang Fang kept blaming himself and sighing, "Why was I so kind back then? If I had just pretended not to see it, none of this would have happened."

"This ghost is no good either. I kindly wanted to save her, but she turned around and harmed me. She repaid kindness with enmity!" Huang Fang became more and more angry as he spoke, and began to curse the female ghost.

Liang Zaibing was so startled that she covered his mouth. "Grandpa, you should know when to speak!"

"If a female ghost hears this, she'll come looking for you tonight."

This threat instantly silenced Huang Fang, who was so frightened he was almost in tears.

"Ghost sister, please let me go. It wasn't me who harmed you. If you want revenge, go find your enemy."

“I’ve heard a saying that if you pity someone who died unjustly or offer to save them, the vengeful ghost will haunt you, and if that person fails to fulfill their promise, the vengeful ghost will take their life.”

Huang Fang was even angrier. "Damn it, this is just unreasonable."

Liang Zaibing sighed helplessly, "Aren't vengeful ghosts just unreasonable creatures?"

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"Are you playing truth or dare?" Lu Hao and Huang Fang looked at each other, not believing what he said.

After being influenced by materialism for twenty years, who could immediately accept such a fantasy?

Huang Fang was so anxious that he scratched his head and cheeks. "You saw that woman disappear with your own eyes, right? Why don't you believe me?"

Lin Yucheng shook his head solemnly, "There might be something wrong here. You can't just assume she's a ghost so hastily. Maybe she's buried in the silt at the bottom of the lake and that's why we haven't found her."

Liang Zaibing, who had been looking at her phone the whole time, looked up at everyone and held the phone up in front of them. "With this, you can believe me now, right?"

The screen showed a picture of a dead man, the drill instructor who had drowned during the day.

I don't know who secretly took the picture and uploaded it online. Although the school ordered a ban on posting, people's gossipy nature can't be changed. It spread like wildfire, and now you can see this photo on the campus forum with just a few clicks.

The man in the photo has bulging eyes and a long, protruding tongue. The most striking feature is the handprints on both sides of his neck, with slender, long handprints deeply embedded in the flesh, almost severing his neck.

But he should have drowned.

Lu Hao was speechless for a moment.

Lin Yucheng hesitated, "That woman strangled him? No... how could that force be human... and how did she just disappear?"

After a period of confusion, Lin Yucheng and Lu Hao finally managed to accept the fact.

"So we're being targeted by ghosts now?"

"There's no good way to deal with it right now, just try to stay away." After saying that, Liang Zaibing gestured for them to look at their phones, and then typed in the WeChat group, "There will be ghosts crawling on the ceiling of our dormitory at night, so be careful and don't let them find you."

Despite his large size, Lu Hao was so frightened by those words that he almost cracked his phone screen.

Lin Yucheng looked somewhat dazed, his face drained of all color.

Liang Zaibing suddenly regretted telling them all this. After knowing all this, could they still not show any abnormality under the watchful eye of that vengeful ghost?

However, if you don't say anything, you might still be tricked by the female ghost.

No matter which option I choose, it seems like I'm headed for a dead end.

Just before the lights went out, Liang Zaibing was still looking at that photo, zooming in and out repeatedly, until it finally settled on the handprint on the neck.

A sudden inspiration struck him.