Chapter Twenty-Eight p3
As soon as she left, Bo Chi leaned close to the mirror, politely tapped the glass with her knuckles, and whispered: “Are you there?”
Yu Zhao appeared silently in the mirror and said coldly: “What is it?”
Bo Chi pointed to her feet: “What are the foods in the dining room downstairs made of? Can I eat them?”
Yu Zhao raised her eyebrows, a strange smile appearing on her beautiful face: “Guess?”
She smiled so eerily that Bo Chi remembered what her classmates had muttered, and her face turned pale with fright, and she said in horror: “Could it really be made of dead human flesh???”
“It’s even more cruel than that.” Yu Zhao leaned towards her, her head leaving the mirror, only inches away from her, her voice soft as a lover’s whisper: “What’s dead human flesh, these are all from living people…”
She deliberately paused, seeing Bo Chi’s face turn pale, she was filled with malicious pleasure.
After admiring the girl’s trembling and pitiful appearance, she leisurely completed the rest of the sentence: “They were all stolen from living people.”
This twist stunned Bo Chi, so that she didn’t react for a moment, and subconsciously repeated: “Stolen?”
Yu Zhao returned to the mirror and said lazily: “It wasn’t us, after all, we’re already dead, we don’t need to eat. And most of the time we can’t touch anything, only when we encounter an obsession can we appear in physical form.”
“The reason why the castle steals food and rigidly serves meals at mealtimes is probably related to its obsession.” Yu Zhao said faintly: “So you don’t have to hesitate, eat if you’re hungry. The castle should also be happy if someone tastes these foods.”
Bo Chi listened to this string of words, didn’t understand the meaning of the castle’s existence, only heard three words clearly – can eat.
She immediately felt relieved, forgot that Yu Zhao had deliberately frightened her just now, and happily thanked her repeatedly.
Yu Zhao tsked, a little unhappy with her heartless reaction, and disappeared from the mirror with a dark face.
Bo Chi didn’t care, and instead asked loudly: “Ning Gui, are you done?”
There was no sound in the quiet bathroom, as if even the sound of breathing didn’t exist.
Bo Chi realized something was wrong belatedly, and hurriedly rushed in and pounded on the door: “Ning Gui? Ning Gui, are you still in there? If you hear me, say something!”
She called and pushed the door, found that the door was tightly closed, gritted her teeth and slammed into it.
After bumping it twice, she hissed and rubbed her shoulder.
Seeing that she still didn’t give up, Yu Zhao, who had been watching coldly from the sidelines, finally frowned, her eyes cold, and the closed door instantly shattered into pieces, like broken glass.
At the same time, a low growl of a cat sounded, full of warning and resentment.
Bo Chi was stunned, looked carefully, but didn’t even see a cat hair, only saw Ning Gui slumped on the ground, her body covered with bloodstains, as if she had been torn by some sharp claws.
“Ning Gui!” Bo Chi rushed forward in panic, gritted her teeth and pulled her up, and shouted: “Wake up, I’ll take you out of here.”
Ning Gui was in a daze, heard her voice, moved her lips, and said weakly: “Am I going to die?”
“No.” Bo Chi said hurriedly: “You’re still alive, don’t give up!”
Ning Gui was muddle-headed and couldn’t hear her words clearly, leaned on her shoulder dependently, and said softly: “Since I’m going to die, can I tell you a secret?”
Bo Chi dragged her towards the stairs, panting: “I said, you’re not dead yet, not dead yet!”
Ning Gui said to herself: “Chi-Chi, actually I li—”
Her voice stopped abruptly.
Bo Chi waited for a while, and turned her head in confusion: “Why aren’t you talking? Out of breath?”
Ning Gui didn’t answer her, and fainted completely.
Instead, Bo Chi accidentally caught a glimpse of Yu Zhao’s figure. Although the other party disappeared without a word, Bo Chi still saw that she was holding… a brick in her hand.
Bo Chi: “?”
What was going on?
Real evil spirits killed people with bricks?
Bo Chi dragged Ning Gui downstairs in a daze. The other classmates saw Ning Gui covered in blood, and avoided her in fear, refusing to come close.
Bo Chi could only do it herself, wrapping Ning Gui in a sofa curtain, barely achieving the effect of stopping the bleeding.
After this exercise, she was very hungry. Seeing that the dining room was still open, she immediately walked in with weak steps to find food.
The others waited for a while, and found that she didn’t scream, so they swarmed in, grabbing whatever they could and stuffing it into their mouths.
In the afternoon, a group of people didn’t dare to run around anymore, and sat silently in the hall in a daze.
Bo Chi leaned against Ning Gui, intending to take care of her, but after sitting for a while, she felt sleepy, her little head nodding, and finally slammed onto Ning Gui, waking Ning Gui up.
“Where is this…” Ning Gui said blankly, stunned for a long time before she saw the guilty Bo Chi in front of her, and light flashed in her eyes: “Chi-Chi…”
Bo Chi responded, and asked: “Are you okay? Was that thing in the bathroom? How did you provoke it? Why didn’t you call me at that time?”
She asked a lot of questions in one breath. Ning Gui listened without speaking, her eyelashes lowered, covering the cold light in her eyes. After a long time, she said softly: “I don’t remember… My head hurts.”
Bo Chi was distracted, and hurriedly helped her rub her temples.
Ning Gui breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to raise her hand, but found that her limbs were tightly wrapped in the sofa curtain.
Bo Chi noticed her speechlessness, and said with a dry smile: “It’s my first time bandaging a wound, I’m not familiar with it.”
Ning Gui: “…”
This was no longer a matter of unfamiliarity.
This was heading in the direction of wrapping a person into a mummy.
Ning Gui helplessly, with difficulty, pulled out her hand, touched the back of her head, and frowned: “It hurts so much, it’s like being hit by a brick.”
Bo Chi’s eyes wandered, not daring to look at her.
Ning Gui just mentioned it casually, and didn’t dwell on it too much. She put down her hand and said softly: “It’s getting dark, are we still staying in the hall?”
The others were silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: “What if that old woman comes again tonight?”
“There’s no bed in the hall to sleep on, I was just toughing it out last night, originally planning to find a way out today and go home to rest well.”
“The sofa is not big either, it can only squeeze two people at most.”
The crowd discussed, frowning and discussing for a long time, and finally decided to separate.
In groups of two, each entering a room. In this way, even if they encountered a ghost, they would not be completely wiped out, and maybe someone would be lucky enough to escape.
Naturally, Bo Chi and Ning Gui were in a group.
They went upstairs again, separated from the others in the corridor, and entered the room.
This seemed to be a little girl’s room, decorated beautifully, light-colored stuffed animals and pillows piled on the bed, lifelike glass flower decorations adorning the table, a quill pen resting on an open book, with half-written floral fonts on it.
If it weren’t for the haunting here, Bo Chi sincerely felt that this castle was indeed worth visiting.
“Meow…”
Just as Bo Chi was curiously fiddling with the stopped grandfather clock pendulum, a cat’s meow suddenly sounded in the room.
She was stunned, turned her head to look, and saw a cat with snow-white fur sitting on the open window.
Bo Chi was surprised: “How can there be a cat here?”
Ning Gui on the side suddenly raised her head, fear and darkness flashing in her eyes: “Cat? Where’s the cat?!”
“Just there… Huh, where’s the cat?”
In just the time it took to turn her head, the window was empty, nothing there.
Bo Chi walked to the window in confusion, looked down, and saw green vines climbing the wall, not a trace of the cat.
“Maybe I saw it wrong?” Bo Chi retracted her gaze uncertainly, and muttered: “That’s right, how could there be a cat here? Even if there is, it’s a cat ghost?”
Ning Gui’s lips were pale, and she hurriedly interrupted her: “Don’t think about it, let’s rest early. Only by getting enough rest can we find a way out, or wait for outside rescue.”
Bo Chi nodded: “Okay, then you go to bed, I’ll just make do on the small sofa.”
Ning Gui was stunned: “Aren’t you sleeping with me?”
Bo Chi, since getting involved with Yu Zhao, had unconsciously distanced herself from others.
Asked by Ning Gui, she casually made an excuse: “I’m not used to squeezing with others.”
Ning Gui approached her and said coquettishly: “We’re best friends, how can I be someone else to you? Besides, there are no outsiders here, no one will find out if we sleep together.”
There were no outsiders, but there was a bad-tempered female ghost!
Bo Chi couldn’t imagine Yu Zhao’s furious appearance, so she firmly refused Ning Gui, stubbornly clinging to the sofa.
Ning Gui also rarely argued with her, and said with a crying voice: “So you hate me so much? We’re in this terrifying castle, we might die at any time. My dying wish is to be with you, won’t you even give me this little hope?”
Bo Chi couldn’t stand her crying, and was just thinking if she was really being too much, when the sound of marbles rolling suddenly came from under the bed.
Bo Chi and Ning Gui stopped talking at the same time.
The room was silent, only the sound of the marbles rolling continued, making people unable to suppress their fear.
Gulp.
Bo Chi swallowed slightly, and pointed towards the door.
Ning Gui understood her meaning, stiffened her face and nodded, got up slowly and lightly, and approached the door.
Bo Chi tiptoed behind her, her nerves stretched to the extreme. She didn’t pay attention and tripped over something, falling to the ground with a thud.
Before she could be frightened and run away, she saw the scene under the bed when she looked up.
A familiar figure was there, revealing the part above the shoulders, rolling marbles expressionlessly, while still staring at their position.
Bo Chi’s fall happened to be in Yu Zhao’s line of sight.
After their eyes met, Yu Zhao calmly retracted the marbles, turned her head, and disappeared on the spot.
Bo Chi: “???”
Damn!
If you dare to sneak under the bed to scare people, why don’t you dare to stay!
The author has something to say: When there is danger, it is safest to stay by Yu Zhao’s side.
When there is no danger, it is most dangerous to stay by Yu Zhao’s side_(:з」∠)_
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