Chapter 17 The Appearance of Two Ghosts

"What's wrong, Jiang-ge?" Seeing Jiang Cheng looking down at his phone, Huai Yi asked.

"They said the ghost is there with them," Jiang Cheng replied.

Hearing this, Huai Yi couldn't help but get nervous and said in a very low voice, "Are you kidding me? The ghost is clearly following us."

The two of them were currently hiding behind a door, not far away was the wet, slapping sound of footsteps, no more than 20 meters away, across the corridor from them.

Seeming to have thought of something, Huai Yi was shocked and looked at Jiang Cheng, asking, "Jiang-ge, this news isn't fake, is it? Is it the ghost..."

"It shouldn't be," Jiang Cheng shook his head, gesturing with his eyes in the direction of the footsteps, and said in a low voice, "The footsteps are too obvious. There's no way we wouldn't hear them."

"Then what's going on?" Huai Yi was a little nervous. "There's a ghost there with them, and there's one here with us. Could it be that ghosts can split themselves?"

"That's too ridiculous, ha, haha..." Huai Yi gave an awkward smile and chuckled softly, seemingly finding his own hypothesis absurd.

But soon he stopped laughing because he saw that Jiang Cheng across from him looked serious.

During the waiting process, Jiang Cheng also discovered some patterns.

The ghost following them seemed similar to the charred ghost in the library, only able to sense their general location.

Once nearby, it still had to search around for them.

Moreover, this ghost only ran fast when chasing people, but was much slower at finding them. The "patta, patta" footsteps echoed in the corridor, seemingly nerve-wracking, but in reality, not very threatening.

Jiang Cheng told Fatty about the situation of being followed by a ghost on their side. With Wang Qi there, Jiang Cheng wasn't too worried about their safety for the time being.

But dragging on like this would definitely lead to changes. After all, this was a rescue mission, not simply a survival mission.

Putting away his phone, Jiang Cheng lowered his voice and said to Huai Yi, "Follow me. We'll take another way out."

The footsteps were still wandering nearby. Huai Yi widened his eyes and looked at Jiang Cheng. "Leave now?"

"Yeah." Jiang Cheng patted him on the shoulder. "We're going to the women's locker room."

Huai Yi swallowed, his face clearly saying, "Can we not?"

Jiang Cheng didn't make things difficult for him, nodded, and said, "Then you can stay here. I'll go alone. Oh, I need to remind you, since two ghosts have appeared, there might be a third, or even a fourth ghost after we separate. If I'm not around, and you get caught by a ghost, be sure to shout loudly." Jiang Cheng patted his face. "That way, I'll know you're dead."

"What are you saying, Jiang-ge?" Huai Yi stood up very cooperatively, his eyes firm, and said, "Let's go quickly while the ghost isn't paying attention to us."

Jiang Cheng turned around. "Keep up."

"Got it."

The two of them chose a suitable time based on the location of the footsteps and slipped out of the corridor.

Just as Jiang Cheng had predicted, they were discovered by the ghost not long after they left. The muffled footsteps also sped up, seemingly knocking something over.

The locker room, shower room, and the swimming pool outside are all connected, so they weren't worried about being trapped inside.

Silently calculating, they probably had a few minutes before the footsteps caught up to them.

Scanning his surroundings, Jiang Cheng walked to the row of lockers.

The lockers were now completely unrecognizable. It seemed that today's destruction wasn't the first time it had happened.

But without the correct method, even the most violent destruction wouldn't be able to open them.

Everything in this world was restricted by some kind of rule.

Much of the paint on the locker doors had peeled off, but the number 18 could still be faintly seen.

Locker number 18.

What puzzled Jiang Cheng and Huai Yi was that, apart from locker number 18 having a remaining number, none of the other lockers had corresponding numbers.

It was as if they had been erased by some kind of force.

Jiang Cheng first touched the locker with his hand. It was ice-cold to the touch, with a metallic texture. Then he pressed his face close to the locker.

It was very quiet inside, not like someone was hiding.

"Jiang-ge." Huai Yi suddenly spoke, startling Jiang Cheng, who was highly nervous.

But when he turned his head, he saw Huai Yi picking up something from the ground, something with a bit of shine. After seeing it clearly, Jiang Cheng raised an eyebrow.

It was actually a key!

The key was severely worn and slightly bent. It was estimated that it would break after a few more uses or a little bit of force.

Jiang Cheng carefully picked up the key and aimed it at the keyhole of locker number 18, only to find that it got stuck after going in a little bit, and he didn't dare to use too much force.

"This key is wrong," Jiang Cheng said, pulling out the key.

Huai Yi listened nervously to the nearby movements. The wet, slapping sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer. Judging by the sound, it had now reached the corner at the end of the corridor.

"Of course, it's wrong. If there were no problems, would it be like this?" Huai Yi pointed to the battered locker door.

The footsteps had already reached the middle of the corridor, separated from them by only a wall.

"Let's go first." Jiang Cheng put away the key and led Huai Yi away via another route.

Less than half a minute after they left, a black figure appeared in front of locker number 18, staring at the battered locker door, eyes filled with resentment.

......

"A ghost has appeared there with them too?" Holding his phone, Fatty, who was huddled in a corner, widened his eyes.

Just like Huai Yi, his first thought was that the information had been tampered with by the ghost.

But Wang Qi took the phone, looked at it, and said, "It hasn't."

"Then how do you explain the current situation?" Fatty asked suspiciously.

Wang Qi hesitated for a moment and shook his head. "I don't know, but judging from just now, this ghost's ability is very strange. It can even read our minds, know who to transform into to interfere with our judgment to the greatest extent, and then kill us."

After a pause, he added, "Moreover, this destruction is not just physical, but completely erasing a person's existence from the level of consciousness."

Hearing this, Fatty seemed to understand and nodded, saying, "It's like chasing after Jiang Yanran's main personality."

"That's right."

Fatty had a deeper understanding of the Heart-Eating Demon's (蚀心魔) methods, which made him even more worried about how to deal with it.

With one hand on Fatty's shoulder, Wang Qi looked at him with a very serious expression and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, with me here, you will definitely be fine."

Hearing this, Fatty thought of the peace buckle on his wrist and his heart twitched violently. He grabbed Wang Qi's arm with his other hand, looked into his eyes, and pleaded, "Not me, us, we must not have anything happen, none of us must die, we... we must get out together..."

The moment he heard these words, Wang Qi seemed to have thought of something, his eyes dimmed, but only for a moment, he raised his head again, smiled at Fatty, and vigorously rubbed his chubby arm. "You're right, we must all work hard, we must... leave here!"