Manual of the Monster in City

39 Reappearance of the Horror Legend

    The strange piano sound rang.

    It is a rising version of Canon. Although it is a very lively piece, it always sounds incomparably ethereal and weird in this cold night and in the dark teaching building.

    And Jia Qingming even feels...the source of the sound is behind.

    It seemed that as long as you turned your head, you could see a strange piano moving the keys strangely.

    He took a deep breath and turned around with great determination, only to see Xiao Shanshan behind him. And she--

    She was taking her phone out of her pocket, and the screen was dazzlingly lit in the darkness, as if there was an incoming call? !

    She stuck out her tongue.

    So no one listened carefully to the battle plan just now.

    At this moment, at the end of the corridor, there was a trembling loud cry from the doorman:

    "Who?!"

    "Go, go," Jia Qingming said in a low voice. He grabbed Xiao Shanshan and hurriedly dragged her away from the stairs where people could easily find her. At the same time, Xiao Shanshan swiftly turned off the sound of the phone.

    This incident made everyone panic, and a group of people fled from the stairs here to the upper floors as quickly and quietly as possible.

    Of course, these are the perspectives that happened in the eyes of everyone in the Monster Incident Investigation Agency.

    From the perspective of the doorman...

    ————

    Uncle Bao has been doing this for many years.

    Before that, he had worked as a doorman, a cleaner, and spent the night in a warehouse, but he had never encountered such evil things.

    This time I will choose to watch the gate at Shenting Middle School, not because of the salary here, but simply because he feels that his daughter is going to school in this school. He feels that it is more convenient for him to come here to watch the gate. Responsive. Although the salary is not high, and an inspection is needed at night to lock the door and hand over, it is not troublesome.

    Most of the supernatural legends circulating in the school were told to him by his daughter, the endless corridors, the late-night piano sound in the music classroom, in short, they were made up by a group of children who were bored in school and pursued stimulation. He just listened, but completely Do not believe. I also specially let my daughter spend the night with me like this, completely breaking the fear of my daughter.

    Some boys just like to tell ghost stories to scare girls and use such bad methods to pick up girls. He thought so.

    However, until yesterday, he discovered that there seemed to be some people in the toilet that could not open the deepest compartment, but they disappeared strangely. The windows of the bathroom were all closed, and there was no sign of anyone jumping out from opening the window. Something disappeared in that weird compartment.

    And this morning, he heard that something wicked had happened in the school. It is said that a student was locked in the iron cabinet where the cleaning utensils were usually kept in the classroom. There was no lock, but it was tightly locked inside. And his face was pale and unconscious. And that cabinet seems to have some evil method, and it can't be opened no matter how you hit it...

    After patrolling the terrifying empty classrooms on the fourth floor today, he could be regarded as taking a sigh of relief. He descended the stairs from the east side and was about to hand over...

    But when I was on the second floor, I suddenly heard the sound of the piano from the west side, accompanied by a gloomy light coming from that direction!

    "Who?!" he shouted.

    Then... the gloomy light disappeared and disappeared in a flash.

    The voice also disappeared.

    Uncle Bao had the guts, holding a flashlight, cautiously approaching the music classroom over there. He clutched his heart tightly. Maybe it was a thief, maybe it was a student who stayed in school.

    In short...In short, it is absolutely impossible to be such an evil thing!

    The piano classroom will make strange piano sounds when there is no one in the middle of the night.

    He had heard of this legend, and at this moment, accompanied by a strange voice, sounded in his heart again. But he still dared to walk over.

    His eyes passed through the small window on the front door of the music classroom. A classroom like this was designed with only one door. He saw that there was no one inside, the cold moonlight was shining on the piano, and the cover on the keys was opened...

    No one played inside.

    He felt the chill rising from behind, but he tried hard to fight this strange intuition. He pressed down the doorknob, wanted to go in and explore, took a deep breath, ready to let out a roar that shattered the courage of the intruder at any time.

    but……

    The door is locked.

    "Uhhhhh! There are ghosts! There are ghosts!" Uncle Bao cried madly, throwing the flashlight to the ground and rushing away from the stairs.

    ————

    "Eh? There seems to be a sound?" In the stairwell, Xiao Shanshan heard a scream from downstairs.

    "Should some students come to explore, and mistakenly thought they saw something terrible?" Jia Qingming said.

    "Yeah." Yuan Mu-mutou agreed.

    "Leave him alone, let's move on." Edogawa pushed his black-rimmed glasses and said, "The truth is very close."

    When a few people arrived on the fourth floor, Jia Qingming saw that the creeping black spirits became more and more concentrated, on the walls, in the corridors... everywhere, and those spare classrooms that were always vacant. There are also many spirit bodies that are moving slowly and unconsciously.

    "It's cold..." Xiao Shanshan shook her body and breathed a sigh at the palm of her rubbing, but the gas she breathed out did not generate a white mist in the air.

    It's actually not cold here if you look at it purely from the temperature.

    "There really seems to be something here...it feels gloomy." Edogawa analyzed.

    "How do you feel?" Jia Qingming asked Yuan Mu-mutu.

    The latter shook his head blankly: "Nothing."

    Does it seem that the current situation can't affect Yuan Boyang yet? It seems that he is really the "essential exorcism artifact for home travel" that Miss Bai Ling said!

    Jia Qingming listened to the thoughts and sounds of those spirits, and the sounds they made produced ethereal echoes in the empty corridors of the teaching building, echoing in Jia Qingming's ears.

    ——"Just let that annoying guy disappear so that no one will take her from me..."

    ——"Too damn, that kind of person...should not exist in the world at all, just disappear soon."

    --"Really annoying……"

    ——"Disappear. Disappear..."

    Countless wishes wishes full of evil thoughts, wishes to make someone disappear. It is always vicious when watching.

    But there is such a corner hidden in everyone's heart, such a corner that breeds evil thoughts and viciousness...

    Just wait for a chance to wake them up.

    Such a wish grows arbitrarily in this magical legend like a wishing pool, like a poisonous strange plant, taking these as its own nutrients.

    When everyone arrived at the door of the club room, Xiao Shanshan took out the key of the club room, inserted it into the keyhole, twisted the key, and could hear the sound of the mechanical transmission inside and the tongue retracting.

    Jia Qingming took a deep breath, took out the kit that Miss Bai Ling had prepared for him from his schoolbag, and held it tightly in his hand. Everything was ready, he nodded to Xiao Shanshan, indicating that the door could be opened.

    "Ahhh! I also want to see it with my own eyes--" Xiao Shanshan said, opening the door.

    Thick black smoke wafted out of the door. They had a pungent and spicy smell that made Jia Qingming back again and again. He raised an arm and covered his mouth and nose with the sleeve of his school uniform. The smell still penetrates the nasal cavity unstoppably, heading straight.

    After the thick black smoke dissipated a lot, only a few small black air masses were left floating in the air, as if Bai Ling's incense burned in the Stealing Pavilion.

    Jia Qingming felt better now and finally could see the situation in the classroom.

    But he suddenly realized--

    The three people walking with him, Xiao Shanshan, Yuan Mu-mutou, and Edogawa, all disappeared.

    He remembered what Xiao Shanshan had just said, and he was only halfway there. Then, everyone disappeared in the terrible smoke that swallowed everything.

    What exactly is... what evil method is it?

    Most importantly, he found that the kit in his hand had disappeared somehow.

    Jia Qingming stood up, the smell in the air was no longer so strong and choking, he walked into the club room, there was no one in the room.

    Tick, tick--

    A drop of water leaked from the faucet and fell into the sink.

    Jia Qingming looked at the pool. In the dry pool, the dripping water droplets were red, keeping the traces scattered and splashing at the last moment, as if something was broken.

    Splashes of red blood.

    ————

    "The existence of fulfilling evil wishes for people is destined to be cursed."

    Bai Ling smiled lightly and opened a window. The cool night air poured into the pavilion, injecting a hint of cool air into the rich incense.

    "No matter how many wishes are realized for people, they can't enter the house. They can only become a secret thing, like the most vicious and darkest corner of the human heart. Just like the folk worshiping the god of war, but not worshipping the god of death, even if they are on the battlefield. People of this kind, don't worship the god of killing... But the god of killing exists, and the desire to help people kill others also exists." She continued.

    "Those things are just hidden somewhere by evil desires as if they existed because of those evil desires. It's just that they are forgotten if they are hidden for too long."

    Bai Ling sighed softly. "By now, Mr. Seimei should have arrived. The expulsion is about to begin. It really makes people worry about the result."

    "He... will nothing happen, right?" said Wu Yao's ghost who was living in Li Guisheng.

    "Who knows. But this thing is not powerful, it is just a temporary spirit body, but the instability is also very strong. But... I think this is a good experience for him."

    "This...this..."

    "He is a manager. The only way to get rid of his troubles is to give him stronger power to face these troubles. Rather than help him avoid them far away. Besides, Mr. Seimei has a great future for me. It works. It's not enough if it's so weak."

    "Why... please kill me now, Miss Bai Ling!" Wu Yao suddenly raised his head, and he suddenly said so loudly, who had always been cowardly.

    "Kill you?" Bai Ling asked with a chuckle.

    "As long as I disappear, that fellow, that evil group, will also disappear. Then Seimei won't be so..."

    "Ah, the guests are really forgetful. I just said that."

    Bai Ling's eyes were deep, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was elegant, but the elegant smile was terrifying, depending on the content acquiesced in that calm smile.

    "I just said that you don't have a price you can use, so you can't change anything here. This is...the rule."

    "I'm sorry. But... I really hope that this time... this time I can take it on my own! I don't want... I don't want to... trouble others... Blame others... Always waiting for help from others... That kind of thing... Such a thing!" Wu Yao said loudly, his voice trembling constantly.

    "Are you the best at that kind of thing?" Bai Ling suddenly took his words and asked, "So I hate inferiority people the most. Because they never believe in others, but only in themselves. Although the same is true for arrogant people, Fortunately, he still believes that he has the ability to do this. But the inferiority person will eventually be left with nothing. So every decision he makes will eventually make him regret it. Right? No matter now, Still once."

    She looked at Wu Yao with a sword in her eyes.

    "Now, Mr. Wu Yao, are you ready to tell me your story?"