Chapter 7: The Footsteps Behind Him
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Yang Jian’s body went limp and he almost fell to the ground. He panted heavily and only then did he feel the cold sweat on his forehead flowing down his face and dripping down.
It was like walking back and forth in front of the gates of Hell just now.
“No, I can’t stay here any longer. I have to, have to leave this place as soon as possible…”
Having just escaped from the hands of the ghost, he did not even have the time to reflect on what had just happened.
Yang Jian hurriedly grabbed his phone, turned on the flashlight, and stood up.
There was an unknown ghost lingering in the darkness of this place. The longer he stayed in this place, the faster he would die.
He walked forward in the darkness.
Yang Jian’s entire body was slightly trembling. It was unknown whether it was due to excessive nervousness or inexplicable fear.
After taking a few steps forward and the darkness was slightly dispersed by the light, he saw Duan Peng and Zheng Fei standing in front of a mottled and moldy wall, crazily knocking away.
“Who, who is it?” Zheng Fei’s voice trembled as he turned around in fear.
He saw a ray of dim light.
Yang Jian’s face was cold as he held his phone and said, “It’s me, Yang Jian.”
“Yang, Yang Jian? You’re not dead?” Zheng Fei’s fear was replaced by shock.
“Do you want me to die as much as Fang Jing?” Yang Jian asked.
Duan Peng was quite agitated. He pounced over with a nervous and frightened expression as he grabbed Yang Jian and shouted, “You! Why did you drag me in? Why?! I have no enmity with you. Why did you harm me?”
However, Yang Jian just punched him in the face and said angrily, “I have no enmity with you either. Yet didn’t the lot of you want to send me to my death as well? You did it first, and now you’re blaming me for what you did previously. I have said that if I die, I’ll make you lot die with me. I’m still regretting now that I hadn’t pulled that damned Fang Jing in with me at that time. I really should let him experience the feeling of being captured by a ghost.”
With a punch, Duan Peng was sent to the ground. He did not care about the pain and only said with a sobbing tone “I, I don’t want to die. I just want to live. It was Fang Jing who told me to do this… If I don’t do this, the ghost will get out and everyone will die. It’s better for you to die than everyone else.”
“So I should be the one to be sacrificed? Ridiculous. If you’re so great, why don’t you take the initiative to sacrifice yourself? To think you want to force others to sacrifice themselves,” Yang Jian said, “Besides, even if you sacrificed me, did you think you would be able to leave? Don’t forget that there’s another ghost outside. And don’t be naive. Fang Jing had been trying to kill me from the start. He must know something, or else he wouldn’t have been plotting against me so much. If I can walk out of here alive, I’ll take revenge for whatever he did today… …”
Before he could finish his words, Duan Peng’s body suddenly shook. A look of shock appeared on his face as he turned his head to take a look.
Duan Peng couldn’t see anything in the thick darkness, but he could feel an ice-cold hand grabbing his wrist.
An extremely powerful force came from that ice-cold hand.
Duan Peng’s body was almost out of his control as he was dragged backward.
“Save, save me, Yang Jian, save me…” Duan Peng screamed in horror.
Yang Jian’s heart trembled, and he inadvertently glanced at the pale palm on Duan Peng’s wrist.
His heart skipped a beat… … Without a doubt, the ghost from before had returned.
Almost subconsciously, he picked up his phone and was about to open the audio file, hoping to replay the previous scene of scaring the ghost away.
But just as his hand moved, he stopped.
Was Duan Peng worth saving?
No.
He wasn’t worth it.
Fang Jing, Duan Peng, and Zheng Fei were the ones who had caused him to be in such a dangerous situation.
Now that one of the perpetrators was in danger, what right did they have for him to save them? They had only wanted to find a way to escape, it wasn’t like they had saved him just now. Moreover, even if he wanted to save them, how could he? The audio file on his phone could only scare the ghost away. It couldn’t hurt it at all.
He was just using someone else’s power to intimidate others.
You want to live, but don’t I want to live as well?
Fang Jing was right. He had been too naive before. He had already heard that Fang Jing wanted to harm him in the classroom, yet he still didn’t guard against him.
He would never repeat the same mistake.
Putting down the phone in his hand, Yang Jian took a step back and looked coldly at Duan Peng’s retreating figure. No matter how much Duan Peng cried for help or screamed, he didn’t move.
In the end, he just watched Duan Peng’s figure disappear into the darkness with a face full of fear. At the same time, the pale palm disappeared as well.
The moment the darkness engulfed Duan Peng, even his cries for help disappeared.
Everything quickly returned to normal. Only the sound of water dripping could be heard clearly.
Yang Jian turned around and took a deep breath. He tried his best to relax his tense body and overcome the fear in his heart. Then, as if nothing had happened, he picked up his phone and started to look for a way out.
This ghost was still lingering here. If he continued to stay here, he could not guarantee that the ghost would not attack him next time.
Fang Jing had said before that people could be used to temporarily stall the ghost.
The reason why he had been knocked into the washroom earlier was that Fang Jing had wanted to use his life to stall the ghost.
Since that was the case, Duan Peng had just been captured by the ghost, so there must be a certain time interval before the ghost appeared again.
If his analysis was correct, he would be safe before the next ghost attack.
He could only pray that this was the case.
Thinking of this, Yang Jian immediately began to look for a way out of this place.