"After that incident, the school closed the 4th-floor lending library and used old bookshelves to isolate the area where the fire occurred."

"But soon after, strange things started happening on the 4th floor of the library."

"First, students reported smelling a burnt smell when looking for information."

"Others said they heard the sound of books being flipped through on the bookshelves not far behind them, but when they went to look, they found no one there."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng became slightly impatient.

So far, he had heard mostly ambiguous information, and what he needed now was concrete evidence.

Otherwise, going to the library tonight could be very troublesome.

Yuan Xiaoyi seemed to realize that she was being a bit long-winded, and said apologetically, "Senior, don't think I'm being a nuisance, but what I want to say is... someone saw that person." When she said the last sentence, Yuan Xiaoyi's voice suddenly changed.

Jiang Cheng looked up at Yuan Xiaoyi, "Someone saw that person?"

"Yes, yes." Yuan Xiaoyi recalled, "This time it was a teacher, who had just arrived at the school. She accidentally took down a book while looking for information."

"The library bookshelves, Senior, you know them, right?" Yuan Xiaoyi gestured with her hands as she explained, "After this book was taken down, a gap was left in the middle of the books that were neatly arranged on the shelf."

"You could see behind the bookshelf through the gap."

"This female teacher, she... she saw a person, no, not a person, but... a very strange person."

These few sentences seemed illogical and contradictory, but they were consistent with the persona that "Yuan Xiaoyi" was currently creating.

Coupled with her incredible acting skills, Jiang Cheng felt that only he could see through her. If someone else were to interact with her, they might really be fooled.

"Xiaoyi," Jiang Cheng called out softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"It was a very tall person, a man, with golden hair." Yuan Xiaoyi emphasized, "The teacher was looking straight ahead at the time, and she couldn't even see the man's shoulders."

"The man was facing away from her, separated only by a bookshelf. Judging by his movements, he was also looking for a book."

"The man's clothes were very strange, a black robe, and the texture was also strange. In short, he didn't look like one of us, more like a character from a foreign movie."

"The man searched for a while, and probably didn't find the book, so he walked away, his movements jerky and stiff, and his whole person looked very uncoordinated."

"The female teacher hid behind the bookshelf, not daring to breathe. She was sure that there was no one like that in the school."

"In other words, this man... probably wasn't a person."

"Through the gap in the bookshelf, the female teacher saw the man walk away, step by step, into a place she had never seen before."

"It was... the lending library." Yuan Xiaoyi said softly, "The burnt-down lending library... reappeared, in the same location as before."

"The man walked in through the door, and then, through the glass above the lending library, he turned around and sat down in the chair behind the lending library's counter."

"That was the first time the female teacher saw the man's face."

"It was a dark, cracked face."

"The features were no longer discernible. The entire face had been burned in a fire. The charcoal-like face was covered with cracks, and through the cracks, you could see the red flesh inside."

"The man wore a black robe and a large, exaggerated silver cross on his chest."

"The cross was hung on his chest with a bronze chain, which emitted a strange glow in the darkness."

"It didn't feel like decoration, but more like a weapon."

"Fortunately, it wasn't long before the man, and the lending library, disappeared. Only then did the female teacher dare to move. After she ran out of the 4th floor, she realized that it was already dark outside."

Yuan Xiaoyi's story ended here, but the thoughts it left with Jiang Cheng continued.

Based on the black robe and the strange silver cross, Jiang Cheng confirmed the man's identity.

It was the owner of the folk museum that predated the school library.

The foreign exorcist from Director Zhou's story.

If the information provided by Yuan Xiaoyi was accurate, then tonight, this guy was the one they would be meeting in the library.

"Did Xiaohui say how to find her?" Jiang Cheng asked. The library should be similar to the abandoned playground and the medical building, with corresponding taboos and rules.

Yuan Xiaoyi's eyes glazed over, as if she was recalling something. After a moment, she nodded and said in a hesitant tone, "Xiaohui didn't say it very specifically, she just emphasized that we must pay attention to the words on the library gate. There are clues there."

"What about the time?"

"Midnight," Yuan Xiaoyi said, "Midnight at 12 o'clock sharp, stand in front of the library gate. As for... as for when it ends, Xiaohui didn't mention it."

Compared to the previous two times, this time the clues were scarce, and the strange tales about the library gave Jiang Cheng an ominous feeling.

Director Zhou, the school nurse, and the Heart-Eating Demon that had taken over Yuan Xiaoyi's main personality, two people and one ghost, had each told Jiang Cheng a long and complicated story.

What was even more troublesome was that the three stories conflicted with each other.

According to Director Zhou, the exorcist died peacefully, as if he had fallen asleep, but in Yuan Xiaoyi's story, the exorcist was more likely to have died in a fire.

Before Jiang Cheng could delve deeper, his phone suddenly vibrated.

It was Fatty calling.

Jiang Cheng subconsciously looked out of the woods. Through the gaps between the leaves, he could see Fatty and the others outside, and judging by their movements, something unpleasant seemed to have happened.

"Senior," Yuan Xiaoyi blinked and said, "Your friends... seem to be arguing."

"Huff—" Jiang Cheng let out a long breath, pursed his lips, and revealed a bitter smile. "It must be about that matter again. Some of them are against helping you, thinking it's too dangerous and not worth it."

Without giving Yuan Xiaoyi time to react, Jiang Cheng looked at her with a serious expression and continued, "Xiaoyi, when I'm not around, take care of yourself and don't worry me."

"O-Okay, Senior," Yuan Xiaoyi lowered her head, her voice as soft as a mosquito's hum.

After saying that, Jiang Cheng walked out of the woods.

As soon as he stepped out of the woods, he saw Fatty talking excitedly. Huai Yi stood with him, facing Gao Yan.

Shen Mengyun was caught in the middle of the two groups, saying something to both sides, trying to appease everyone and persuade them to calm down.

He didn't see Wang Qi for the time being. He didn't know where he had gone.

"What's all the noise about?" Jiang Cheng walked over and said to the group.

Fatty's expression improved when he saw Jiang Cheng come out. Huai Yi immediately explained, "Brother Jiang, Gao Yan wanted to go in just now and listen to what you were saying. Brother Fugui and I stopped him, but he still insisted on barging in."