Haunting Spectre Road Chapter 1: Bloodlight

The legend has long been a commonplace meal or a secret for college campuses. When generation after generation of the proud son of heaven leaves, it takes roots like an endless stream. Resentment can be as endless as love. Therefore, there is a nightmare that can never disappear in the rumors-a nightmare that only belongs to the campus.

The moonlight is flowing silently like water on this university campus with a long history, and the silence spreads like darkness, and the whole sky is filled in an instant. The lights in the teaching building compete with the stars in the sky. The various retro lampposts standing on the street, the sculptural figure, are scattered around the flowerbeds, and the pedestrians are so busy that they can meet acquaintances. Just simply nodded and said hello and passed by, let alone those who even walked and read with a book. The campus, which has always been known as the land of books and ink, has added a solemn and eagerness when the final exams come.

"Broken!" He Jianfei wanted to take out his mobile phone in the hallway to see the time. Who knew the mobile phone could not be found, but now he missed the most important English book in the dormitory instead of the exam that he had already finished 800 years ago. Sports theory. He looked at the roommate Zhang Chuanxun, who was trying hard to hold back his laughter next to him, sullenly: "What did you say is that you are too late and have no place to be urged by you to make this result. Now that's fine, I think I am more than enough to study for a PhD in sports theory. ." Zhang Chuanxun suppressed the urge to gloat and laughed: "Anyway, I have brought but I don’t have any notes. When I don’t read it, you can take it and take a look at it first. Why are you so good at English?" Li took out the book to show off to He Jianfei, but at a glance saw the four familiar characters "Sports Theory" printed on the cover of the book-it turned out that he also brought it wrong.

Zhang Chuanxun was angry and awkwardly pushed his schoolbag to He Jianfei, who was already smiling and leaning on the pillar: "Tomorrow I will have an English test and I still have n words that I have not learned. Zhang always likes to catch people and rebuild them. I have to hurry back to the dormitory to get the book. You help me take a place first." He Jianfei stopped laughing: "The school bus doesn't drive during self-study time and walks back to the dormitory from here. It takes at least an hour for you to go and get the book. I don’t have much time to watch it." Zhang Chuanxun said, "Don’t worry about it. Xiaotian explored a small road next to the audio-visual building with me a few days ago called Chigangding, which leads directly to our dormitory. The main school road takes less than 20 minutes. It’s here." He Jianfei smiled: "Then you go and bring mine as if it’s on the table."

He Jianfei entered the classroom alone and found a spot to start looking at the high numbers. Looking at it, I couldn't help but mumble. Zhang Chuanxun is an extremely introverted person who usually only likes to stay in the dormitory to surf the Internet or play games. Why would he be interested in exploring some paths? A few days ago, I heard people vaguely talk about how Qin Xiaotian lost the honorary title of outstanding student by a few votes to Zhang Chuanxun in the democratic voting in the previous few weeks. How can he be willing to roam the campus with Zhang Chuanxun? The more I think about it, the more I feel wrong. Two hours had passed, even if he had taken the main school road, he should have come back, but Zhang Chuanxun was still missing. He Jianfei didn't even bother to look anymore, packed his schoolbags, and hurried to the dormitory.

The audio-visual building is located in the northeast corner of the old campus. From the perspective of geomantic omen, the five elements are short of gold and there is no pond. The lake is only surrounded by ancient trees and forests. Due to the completion of the new multimedia function classroom, this old audio-visual building has been seldom used most of the time as a warehouse to store discarded electronic instruments. Because the cement of the exterior wall was in disrepair for a long time, it was almost peeled off, exposing the mottled dark yellow bricks inside. Several dark green moss winded past and finally submerged in the half-person-high grass at the foot of the wall. This is just a dispensable building. The students know it mostly because the school always compares it with multimedia classrooms when boasting about its achievements.

I don't know if the street lights in this area are relatively dim. He Jianfei turned a few times in front of the audio-visual building, but he couldn't find the path called Chigangding that Zhang Chuanxun said. The closing time of the dormitory was approaching. He Jianfei had to give up the idea of ​​continuing to search and board the school bus. Because of the delay in the audio-visual building, when He Jianfei returned to the dormitory, it was almost 11 o'clock. Most of the students in the class were used to coming back at 10:30, except for the lights on the fourth floor of his dormitory. Zhang Chuanxun is not in the dormitory? He Jianfei took three steps and ran up to the fourth floor with two steps. He hurriedly took out the key to open the door and pressed the light, but he saw two English books on the two desks, and Zhang Chuanxun's bookshelf except for a few in his schoolbag. Nothing less outside.

Did something happen to him? Before he could think about it, He Jianfei threw two schoolbags on his bed, grabbed the keys, and rushed out. As soon as he reached the top of the stairs, he saw his classmate Huang Dakai walking with a pile of materials and asked in surprise: "The dormitory is about to close. Where are you going in a hurry at this night?" He Jian quickly told him about Zhang Chuanxun’s situation. Huang Dakai laughed and said: "The Sijiao opened a few overnight classrooms. I heard that there is also a textbook reading room. Go to the audio-visual building for sure. After passing there, I guess he was tired of walking to the all-night classroom to fight. This is a college campus. He is a big boy. What are you afraid of him? There are a lot of things I don’t understand on the English test paper. Come to my dormitory. Let me talk about it." He Jianfei felt that he was too sensitive when he said that, so he let go of his heart: "No one in my dormitory is quieter, you should come to me."

In the blink of an eye, it was one o'clock in the middle of the night. He Jianfei put down his English book and yawned sleepily, ready to go to bed. While hanging the mosquito net, He Jianfei looked at a hook on the edge of the bed and hesitated for a moment. He wondered if it was necessary to hang up the soul-calling bell tonight. He Jianfei's other secret identity is a member of the magic circle. He was admitted to the Wutai Mountain at the age of two. He followed the then Buddhist master Wutai Mountain abbot Zhimao to learn spells and became the youngest and most promising lay disciple in the magic circle. Because there are so many ghosts in Wutaishan Town that have a deep grudge against the ghost world, He Jianfei used to hang a soul-calling bell at night to warn him. Since entering the university, I rarely hang up. University is the land of studying. The ghosts and gods are the same. The second is my own laziness. The soul-calling bell is usually only hanged for one or two days in a month. But I don't know why there is always an ominous premonition in my heart tonight. He Jianfei decided to hang up the soul-calling bell, one of the five artifacts of Mount Wutai.

The high-decibel bell of "Ding Ding Dong Dang" in the middle of the night pulled He Jianfei from his dreams back to reality. He rolled over and opened his eyes in a daze. The curtains on both sides of the window floated so that Lao Gao remembered that he forgot to close the window before going to bed. It might be raining outside, so this strong wind suddenly started. "Stop!" He Jianfei muttered with a yellow talisman to seal the homing bell: "This rotten homing bell is ringing with ghosts and wind. It also rings and it is said to be a famous magical artifact!" He was scolding and suddenly appeared on the balcony outside the mosquito net. A vague black shadow stood at the place. He Jianfei said in a low voice, "Chuanxun, have you come back after reading?" The black shadow didn't answer but started walking towards him step by step. He Jianfei said strangely: "What's wrong with you? I asked you why you didn't speak?" The black shadow still approached his mosquito net slowly. Thinking of the long-lasting abnormal sound of the soul-calling bell, He Jianfei suddenly became alert and lifted the quilt, quickly sat up and shouted in a deep voice: "Where are you ghosts who don't go to the underworld to run here for reincarnation? Go back quickly or you won't blame me on Wutai Mountain's ruthless artifacts." Once the shadows stopped, they didn't want to leave. With a few hazy moonlight penetrating from the balcony, one could clearly see that the dark figure suddenly raised his hands slowly and then began to move straight, groping toward He Jianfei's bed, and he was almost at the side of the bed.

Provocative? He Jianfei furiously picked up a yellow talisman in one hand and suddenly opened the mosquito net with the other hand. The empty black shadow outside was long gone. He Jianfei was standing by the bed and looking around suspiciously, but there was movement outside the door. "Woo...oooo..." A whispered sob sounded if nothing happened. He Jianfei was finally relieved to hear the familiar low voice: "Why did you not speak just now Chuanxun scared me to death. What's wrong What kind of aggrieved?" He ran to the door and held the doorknob as he pulled it. Unexpectedly, the door was solidly unmoved, and the light was turned on. It was discovered that the door was locked and the double insurance was locked by himself last night.

The door was not unlocked. There was a dark shadow outside the door and then there was crying and the sound of the soul-calling bell. He Jianfei gradually got cold sweat on his back. He stayed for a while or took out the key to open the double insurance and then pulled it very carefully. He opened the door and whispered: "Chuanxun, you..." He was stunned after only a few words. There was silence in the corridor, and the doors of the dormitories on both sides were tightly closed. This dormitory is far away from the stairs. If Chuanxun wants to run away, it will not only run out of time, but it is impossible not to make noise. He heard clearly Chuanxun's voice just now. Could it be that... I was thinking about it. "Bang" There was a loud noise in the room. He Jianfei hurriedly looked back to see that Zhang Chuanxun's English book fell to the floor. He looked out the door again, but there was still no movement. He thought maybe some kid had broken in by mistake and had to relock the door, close the window, pick up the English book, and go back to bed.

The sound of knocking on the door at five o'clock in the morning and the nervous and high-pitched cry completely scared He Jianfei's sleepiness to the sky. This time, He Jianfei has lost the patience to look outside the door and ran to the window angrily and opened the window and shouted: "Who is crazy outside? Do you know what time it is?" Huang Da opened his face and stood outside the door in horror. The whole body trembled badly: "Something happened to Jianfei! Something happened! Chuanxun is dead." Suddenly, He Jianfei's brain was like a thunder and his brain was blank. Huang Dakai still said incoherently: "I heard that he died on the main school road. The face was full of horror. Eyeballs burst out. The whole body was blood and no wounds were found. Which school leaders all came to the police station. The brigade..." He Jianfei grabbed Huang Dakai's collar and said dumbly: "When did Chuanxun have an accident?" Huang Dakai was taken aback by the expression on his face before saying: "The forensic doctor hasn't said that the corpse is A security guard was patrolling after four o'clock. You ask about this..." He Jianfei opened his mouth and took a big mouthful of the cold air outside to calm the rough sea in his heart. The bizarre cry outside the Dark Shadow door that came in the middle of the night and the English book that suddenly fell were really Zhang Chuanxun's ghost! At that time, Zhang Chuanxun was dead! He Jianfei suddenly remembered that Master once said that the underworld has a washing pond beside the Naihe Bridge. In the past, ghosts who have died in the past must be cleansed here to remove the resentment in their hearts before they can go to the Underworld through the Naihe Bridge. punishment. Because many souls do not have the ability to speak autonomously, it is said that they must raise their hands to their shoulders as a form of expressing their grievances and appeal to the messenger of the underworld who controls the pool. So, is Zhang Chuanxun's weird gesture of raising his hand that he is avenging me? Why didn't he report to the messenger of the underworld and he had to come to me with all the hard work? He Jianfei suddenly remembered the answers to all the questions: Zhang Chuanxun was one of the few people who knew his identity in the magic world. Could it be that the murderer who killed him was not human but...

"Has anyone died again? Haha...If you can't escape, you must die a few every year. If you can't escape, have you gone? If you feel resentful, let it all out! Haha..." A figure staggered upstairs. He Jianfei was surprised: "What did the brother say?" Huang Dakai whispered: "Don't bother him to hear that his girlfriend died like this **** face last year. He was shocked and came back crying for a few nights and became nervous. He looks pretty." He Jianfei opened the door while he was talking and left him and ran upstairs quickly. Huang Dakai stood there, dumbfounded, and He Jianfei couldn't explain it to him. He faintly felt that the whole thing was not as simple as he had imagined—not just a dead person.

The senior man in the corridor on the fifth floor was dragging his sluggish pace to move. He Jianfei stopped three meters away from him and stopped abruptly. He said in a deep voice: "Brother, please stay. Hearing the words of the brother, I seem to know the story. Please tell the truth about why Xun died."

"Me? I don't know." The brother turned his head and the deep sunken eyes behind the highly myopic lenses flashed a strange and terrible light. "Do I know that it will become what it is today? If I know, she will. Die? Did your classmate walk down a path called Chigangding?" He Jian nodded hurriedly. A bleak intuition in his heart was indeed related to the path of unknown origin. The senior brother opened his mouth and said: "I only know that the small road called Chigangding was privately called Yuangui Road a few decades ago." He Jianfei was taken aback: "Yonggui Road?! Why did you take it like this? Terrible name?" The senior was stunned for a while and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "I don't know she or neither of us know it. It's just a legend from the last session. People who walked this path in the dead of night will definitely do. She died with horror and blood all over her face. She didn't believe that she ran away alone. What happened? Hahaha... Before she died, she tried her best to say two words to me:'You must die and can't escape. .'Yes, those who can't escape can't escape." The senior brother ignored He Jianfei and turned around and gradually walked away.

Chigangding? Wrong ghost road? He Jianfei's heart knot was finally solved last night when he was self-study, and he rushed back to the fourth floor like a gust of wind. Most of the people on the fourth floor ran to the scene to join in the fun. Almost all of them went to the room. Intermittently suppressed weeping sounds from the other stairway floated around the corridor, adding another layer of sadness to the building. He Jianfei stopped in front of Room 428 and kicked the door open. There was a man curled up next to the table holding the quilt, sobbing and crying. He Jianfei came in and couldn't help but look up at him. He Jianfei forced to go up and asked coldly: "Qin Xiaotian, please explain to you about Chigangding." Qin Xiaotian froze for a while and finally couldn't hold his head in the quilt and burst into tears: "I...I just want to... ...I didn't expect that he would really die... The legends are all true. I didn't expect that I really didn't expect..." He Jianfei suppressed his anger and pointed at Qin Xiaotian's face with a punch and roared: "When people die, you say this. What's the use?! Will you cry Chuanxun come alive? Everyone thinks that the murderer is Yuanguilu, but you are the real murderer!" Qin Xiaotian's whole body trembled fiercely and the cry of crying stopped suddenly in the dormitory. Quiet. He Jianfei only then remembered that it was not for the purpose of beating people and taking a few deep breaths to ease his excitement, then looked at the tiny figure in disgust and mutely said: "Tell me the legend of Yuangui Road."

Qin Xiaotian's brother told him this legend when he came to see him a few days before work in the student union and told him to be extremely careful. Yuangui Road, formerly known as Yougangding, had been used as the main school road at the beginning of the school. Fifty years ago, a female student was diagnosed with cancer during her physical examination. She hung herself here. During the grave sweeping, the classmates told her that the diagnosis was later determined to be misdiagnosed and she could actually live well. She was so attached to the world that she couldn't give up the resentment in her heart all day long wandering on that path and crying bitterly every night. From now on, no one dared to walk this way again. A few years later, a boy who dropped something in the middle of the night went back and took it and never came back. Someone saw him wandering down the path in the middle of the night. It is said that he would return to the dormitory in the middle of the night. Take things that you can't get again ~ IndoMTL.com ~ A few days later another girl was kidnapped and raped there. The locations of the two tragedies were shockingly unanimous. After several days and nights of fierce debate, the Student Union finally passed a resolution confirming that the female ghost was responsible. At the same time, in order to warn future generations to take blood, the name of Yougangding was changed to Chigangding. . So far, every year in Chigangding, there has never been a case of dead people. The death situation is exactly the same, so the students privately call it the Unjust Ghost Road. In order to maintain its reputation, the school strictly sealed the news, so Chigangding is rarely known to the outside world, mostly outside school students and freshmen who did not know the school.

If Chigangding's claim that people die every year is true, then the amount of grievances and ghosts accumulated in the past fifty years can be imagined. The anger that He Jianfei had just suppressed was provoked again. He stepped forward and grabbed Qin Xiaotian by the collar and lifted him up: "Don't you have any conscience? Where is your humanity?!" Qin Xiaotian greeted He Jianfei. He closed his eyes and cried bitterly and said: "I'm not a human, you kill me! Please kill me..." He Jianfei just thought of a slap in the past, and suddenly a layer of blue aura hovered around Qin Xiaotian's body. Feeling angry? Qin Xiaotian was possessed by an unjust soul! But what is puzzling is that the evil spirit also released energy to stop He Jianfei from hurting Qin Xiaotian. The wrong soul is protecting him? He Jianfei was surprised and couldn't help letting go. According to common sense, the soul possessed was nothing more than trying to use it to achieve his own goals, so he would devour that person's soul at all costs. Why did Qin Xiaotian give up his life to protect him?