Chapter 49

"What did the president do at that time? How did the senior sister find out?" Bai Yan asked.

"He, he was..." Wen Xueli really didn't want to answer this question, but after so many things had been said, and this was enough, she said with relief: "President, he..."

Just as Wen Xueli started speaking, the harsh sound of electricity came from the phone.

Bai Yan originally thought that the signal of the mobile phone was not good, or there was something wrong with the quality of the mobile phone, but along with the creaking electronic sound, there was also an intermittent weird rattling sound, which made people feel chills on their backs.

"Senior, senior, can you hear me?"

"Senior, are you still listening to the phone?"

Bai Yan patiently repeated it over and over again, but the phone was still not ready. After a long time, the harsh sound of electricity became quieter. Bai Yan could vaguely hear Wen Xueli's voice. She struggled hard there and let out a shrill scream. Call.

Bai Yan wanted to say something, but the phone was quickly hung up with a violent crash.

Looking at the phone showing the end of the call, Bai Yan looked confused.

Bai Yan walked out of the toilet and gave his phone to Luo Xing: "Here, give your phone back."

He glanced at Luo Xing, who immediately put down the paper with understanding, went out with Bai Yan, found a secluded place, and then said to him, "How is it?"

"Ye Zi gave me the information of an important NPC, Wen Xueli, the vice president of Guitaan Club. She told me a lot just now, but during the call, she died." Bai Yan dialed Ye Shangyu's mobile phone: "I'll call her and tell her the rest."

Soon, the call was connected and Bai Yan put it on speakerphone.

Before Ye Shangyu could ask, Bai Yan said, "Wen Xueli is dead."

"Well, what did she say?" Ye Shangyu's tone was a little sad, and he didn't sound surprised by the ending.

"She talked about the map. The red cross is the place where the strange stories happened, and the question mark is the place where the strange stories may happen. The president seemed to have predicted his fate and reminded Wen Xueli early, including that he was the one who disappeared before. I left on my own..."

Bai Yan concisely repeated what Wen Xueli said. After listening to his story, Luo Xing couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that our phone call harmed her. If we didn't call her, say Maybe she’ll be fine.”

"It's the same sooner or later. She can't escape. The world is over." Over the phone, Ye Shangyu's voice was very cold: "It's not today, it's tomorrow. She will die sooner or later, but we have moved the time forward."

Ye Shangyu's words were particularly cold, but Bai Yan heard a hint of connotation in these words, but now is not the time to dwell on this. He continued on the phone: "Do you know the situation of the president's parents?"

"Dead. They died at home half a month ago. The way of death was extremely strange."

"The president should have done it." Bai Yan said thoughtfully: "Wen Xueli mentioned more than twenty files. The files are full of strange stories. They should be very important to this game. Have you found out?"

"No, there is no information about files on the Internet." Ye Shangyu said: "I was sifting through the weird stories on the other side of the Internet and analyzed dozens of possible places. However, the information on the Internet can only tell where people died. At most There are photos of dead people and the process of survival and clearance can’t be found on the Internet.”

"So, we still have to go back to the Guitan Club to find the president to get the files?" Bai Yan couldn't help but frown: "It was fine when I got the application form, but it may not be the case this time, and if the president is still there, he may not give it to us... …”

When he thought about the president's true identity as a ghost, Bai Yan suddenly felt that this task was very difficult. However, the archives are crucial and it is obviously impossible not to go there.

After hanging up Ye Shangyu's call, Bai Yan called Luo Xing and together they went to the Ghost Story Club.

It was close to five o'clock in the afternoon, and there was no one on the third floor of East 2.

It gets dark quickly in winter. Although there is light in the corridor, the club activity room is still dark. Looking inside through the glass, it looks like a black hole inside, which looks weird.

Because of the long holiday, qualified students went home one after another, so there were very few students active in the school and it was quiet everywhere.

The footsteps of the two people echoed in the corridor, and the thumping footsteps matched the beat of their hearts.

Stopping at the club activity room, Bai Yan leaned on the door glass and looked in. The furnishings they had seen before were quietly displayed inside, and there was not a single figure.

He took out the wire, opened the door, and walked in carelessly, shining his flashlight on it.

In order to prevent the door from being suddenly closed and unable to be opened, he asked Luo Xing to watch the door and be ready to run away if anything went wrong.

"When I took the application form for joining the company, I took a quick glance at it. There was a lot of paper in the cabinet. The files should be in the filing cabinet, right?" Bai Yan muttered to himself and rummaged through the cabinet quickly.

Time passed by, and although there was no one in the club activity room, the silent environment made people even more stressed.

Afraid of causing trouble if he stayed too long, Bai Yan immediately told Luo Xing to run away as soon as he found the file.

He carefully closed the door and ran out of the teaching building without looking back.

…

When Bai Yan and Ye Shangyu made an appointment, and the three of them were looking through the files together, in front of the Dongwu dormitory, a girl hurriedly went downstairs to collect the quilt, looking very anxious.

"It's over, I actually forgot to collect the quilt, and it was all wasted today!"

Looking at the strong wind outside the dormitory building, Sun Yulan felt very annoyed. She originally planned to dry the quilt to remove moisture, but at night, the cold wind blew, and the quilt was stained with the cold wind, and the effect of the noon exposure was greatly reduced.

Blue Sky College is built in the mountains, and the wind on the mountain is particularly strong at night.

When Sun Yulan collected the quilts, many students' clothes had been blown to the ground by the strong wind, and some were not clamped. The tight quilts were also turned to the ground, mixed with broken leaves and dust, and looked dirty.

Seeing the clothes on the ground, Sun Yulan couldn't help but feel fortunate. Fortunately, she used three large clips, so that her quilt was not turned to the ground by the wind, otherwise she would have to cover the dirty quilt tonight.

Taking the quilt off the clothesline, Sun Yulan touched the chilly quilt and shuddered.

The strong wind made her face hurt, but she didn't care about it. She held the quilt and weighed it, always feeling that something was wrong.

"I always feel that this quilt seems to be heavier. Is there a ghost in it?"

Sun Yulan muttered, and was almost scared by this sentence. She spent an afternoon browsing the forum in the dormitory, and was so engrossed that she forgot to collect the quilt.

While browsing the forum, she accidentally clicked on the "Ghost Talk Night Talk" section in the campus forum and clicked on a new post.

There was only a story written on the first floor of the post, and there was no reply below.

Because the story was not long, Sun Yulan spent some time to read the story from beginning to end. As a result, she regretted it as soon as she finished reading it. It was not that the post was boring, but that the story written by the poster was too scary!

The protagonist in the story is a college girl who also lives in the school.

One day, when the girl was collecting the quilt, she found that the quilt was heavier, but she didn't care and returned to the dormitory with the quilt.

However, in fact, a ghost got into the girl's quilt, and the extra weight of the quilt was the weight of the ghost.

Sun Yulan really didn't want to recall the content behind it, because it was too scary.

Feeling the wind getting stronger, Sun Yulan hurried back to the dormitory holding the quilt.

On the first floor of the dormitory, many girls huddled inside the dormitory door waiting for takeout. In the cold weather, no one wanted to go to the cafeteria to buy food, and there was no delicious food in the cafeteria during the short holiday, so the students were even lazier.

Seeing the relatively lively hall, Sun Yulan breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at the mirror in the hall. Her face was a little pale, but fortunately the quilt was very normal and no ghost face was revealed from it.

"I am so timid that I scared myself." Thinking of what she had just thought about, Sun Yulan couldn't help laughing: "It's just a story. How could there really be a ghost in the quilt?"

Entering the elevator with several girls, Sun Yulan shook her head and felt that the quilt might be heavy because it was damp, so she felt that the quilt was a little cold and heavy.

And the quilt was just a little heavier, not much different from before. Sun Yulan got out of the elevator, returned to the dormitory with a quilt in her arms, threw it on the bed, and finally freed her hands.

"Lanlan, come over for takeout, I brought you braised chicken!"

Sun Yulan turned around and found her roommate Mo Kaka greeting her.

"Thank you, Kaka."

As soon as the takeout box was opened, Sun Yulan smelled the fragrant smell of braised chicken and immediately forgot all her fears.

This braised chicken restaurant near the school is very honest, the chicken pieces are very tender, and the chicken skin is smooth and delicious. After a while, Sun Yulan finished a lunch box by herself, even the rice and green peppers were eaten cleanly.

Comforted by the food, Sun Yulan completely forgot her previous uneasiness. She thanked her roommate with a smile, played with her mobile phone for a while, and went to bed reluctantly until the lights in the dormitory were turned off.

"Cold, so cold..."

Covered with a thick quilt, Sun Yulan should have felt warm, but after being blown by the cold wind for a long time, the quilt was chilly and it would take a while for it to warm up.

Sun Yulan had expected this and was prepared to endure it for a while.

The quilt was gradually warmed by her body temperature. In a daze, her consciousness gradually sank, but Sun Yulan still couldn't sleep because she always felt a little cold on her back.

Sun Yulan was very afraid of the cold, so she pulled the quilt up, wrapped her entire neck, and covered herself tightly.

However, this did not make her back feel warm. The grinding coldness still tormented her back, making her toss and turn.

Why is it so cold on the back today? Is the humidity outside so strong?

Shrinking in the quilt, Sun Yulan felt very cold and quickly put her chin into the quilt.

However, she still felt that her back was not warm, and she even felt that the back of her neck was a little cold, as if someone was blowing air on the back of her neck.

Unable to sleep due to the cold, Sun Yulan lay on the bed and began to think about random things. Slowly, she thought of the story she read in the afternoon, and couldn't help shivering.

Could there really be a ghost hiding in her quilt?

Thinking of this, Sun Yulan became even more scared. She lifted a corner of the quilt and looked back in the moonlight. Fortunately, except for a hole, there was nothing in the quilt...

Sun Yulan was relieved and wanted to cover herself with the quilt to sleep.

But before she closed the quilt, she thought of something again and suddenly lifted the quilt.

Seeing the "hole" in the quilt again, Sun Yulan suddenly couldn't move.

She saw a mouth cracked in the quilt, and the mouth was wide open, blowing air on her back...