The person Liu Xianxian was waiting for did not show up. She walked along the college path in despair, and did not notice Chen Ge who was following far behind.
"What should I do if she goes back to the dormitory? Stay outside?" Chen Ge looked around the girls' dormitory. Although there are places to hide people, if she is caught, she will definitely be regarded as a pervert.
He watched Liu Xianxian enter the first floor of the girls' dormitory and disappear into the corridor.
"It's definitely not possible to follow the past. If we leave like this, we will probably fail the trial mission." Chen Ge was a little entangled, and finally he walked towards the banned teaching building: "According to the description of the mobile phone ghost, Ma Ying and Liu Xianxian each
I always leave the dormitory at one or two o'clock in the morning, and today will be no exception. I just need to find a place to hide where I can see the door of the women's dormitory. No one will come to the closed teaching building at night, and the view is wide, so I don't have to worry.
Discovered by security."
Chen Ge entered the closed teaching building with ease. He went up to the second floor, threw his backpack on the ground, and silently stared at the girls' dormitory.
"I feel like this behavior is a bit inappropriate, but no one would have thought that there would be people in the abandoned teaching building."
Leaning against the wall, Chen Ge took out his mobile phone and started scrolling: "I should have brought the white cat with me. It's too boring to be guarded like this by myself."
He searched his haunted house online, read the latest reviews and reports, and then logged on to the short video platform.
As soon as he went online, he saw that his mailbox was full. After clicking on it, Chen Ge was a little surprised to find that many people came to urge comics to be updated.
At a glance, five or six of the ten items are related to horror comics.
"Yan Danian is going to be popular!"
Chen Ge uploaded Yan Danian's comic to the platform and never took care of it again. Unexpectedly, when he saw the comic today, there were tens of thousands of comments.
Many people mistakenly regard Chen Ge as a comic book author and praise him for his versatility. He does not engage in live broadcasts and short videos, but he can also draw comics so well. He is simply a "ghost" talent.
"Fortunately, I didn't upload it all at once before." Chen Ge flipped through his phone. He compiled Yan Danian's comics into a collection called Linglou Ghost Guest. He uploaded only the first part a few days ago.
Checking his mailbox, Chen Ge scanned it roughly and found that no comic publisher or comic platform had contacted him.
"It seems that the influence is still not enough, but if so many people like it, Yan Danian should be very happy."
Chen Ge thought of Yan Danian's standard middle-aged frustrated face. He was so frustrated that even ghosts couldn't bear to bully him. He was indeed a bit pitiful.
He took out the comic book from his pocket and called Yan Danian's name softly.
Maybe it was because of the previous few times, Chen Ge always called Yan Danian out at the most dangerous moment, completely destroying Yan Danian's beautiful imagination of life.
After shouting a dozen times this time, the middle-aged man sitting in the corner in the comic book turned around reluctantly.
"Uncle Nian, look at how many people like your comics! There are more than 10,000 comments, all urging you to update! They are all your fans!"
Chen Ge swiped the screen of his phone towards the comic book, and comments flashed by. The expression on Yan Danian's face changed for the first time, and he seemed to be frightened.
He couldn't imagine that one day his comics would be liked by so many people.
"Uncle Nian, don't get excited. This is just the beginning. In the future, more and more people will like you, and there will be countless comic platforms and publishers looking for you. Your comics may also be adapted into animation and
Movie."
Chen Ge didn't understand this, so he just blew it hard, drawing a beautiful blueprint for Yan Danian, and then paving the way for the next words.
"Following me is definitely the right choice. I said, I will help you realize your dream."
In the long and eerie corridor of an abandoned teaching building, Chen Ge held his cell phone and talked about his dreams in front of a comic book.
As the only audience, Yan Danian believed Chen Ge's words. He sat in the corner of the comic book, clasping his hands, as if he had been waiting for this day for a long time.
In front of Yan Danian, Chen Ge uploaded the second part of "The Ghost Guest in the Linglou" and added a sentence at the end - "Co-produced by Jiangxi Suburban Horror House".
Looking at the various updated and deceptive comments in the comment area, Yan Danian seemed even more excited than Chen Ge.
"If this momentum continues, Yan Danian's third ability will soon be unlocked."
Yan Danian was evaluated by Black Mobile as the strongest ghost under red clothes, but his first two abilities are auxiliary, so Chen Ge is looking forward to his third ability.
He was sorting out the comics that would be used later in Linglou Ghost Guest, and before he knew it, it was one o'clock in the morning, and the campus was very quiet.
"Aren't Liu Xianxian and Ma Ying ready to come out today? Is it because Gao Ruxue's incident affected them?" Standing alone in the abandoned teaching building, Chen Ge felt bored. He looked at the depressing and terrifying corridor with a faint expectation.
Some ghost suddenly appeared.
At one forty-nine in the morning, there was finally movement in the girls' dormitory. The slightly shabby dormitory door in the old campus was gently pushed open, and two girls quietly walked out.
"Finally, I've waited for you." Chen Ge put away all his things and went downstairs with his bag on his back.
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Ma Ying gently closed the door of the dormitory building, looked around, and after making sure no one noticed, she and Liu Xianxian quickly ran past the surveillance camera.
The two people mysteriously hid in the forest path, and then slowly walked towards the abandoned teaching building.
"We have only the northeast corner of the entire warehouse that we haven't searched. We will definitely find that statue today." Ma Ying looked at Liu Xian's sad look and didn't know how to comfort her: "We will know the answers to all the questions later.
"
Liu Xianxian was holding her mobile phone, her eyes were red and swollen, and she was a little unsure: "We have been looking for so many days and still haven't found it. Now I wonder if that statue exists?"
"It should be true. There is a description of that statue in the video my sister left before she disappeared." Ma Ying took out her mobile phone and clicked on a certain video.
This video is only thirteen seconds long, but the footage captured is terrifying.
The video may have been secretly filmed. The angle of view is very strange, and the photographer seems to be hiding under the bed.
The screen rotates to focus on the house outside.
There was a dangling rope hanging in the center of the hut, as if someone was preparing to hang himself here. There were blood stains on the ground, and a blood-stained quilt hung from the bed.
You can't see the body in the video, but you can see a blood-stained sheet sandwiched between the cracks in the cabinet door.
Opposite the bed is a Western-style sculpture, and there are many incomplete works of art on the bookcases.
The video quickly came to an end, and the screen shook slightly. At the last second of the video, the camera turned to the window. Just at the edge of the window, there was a woman with an abnormal skin color, half of her head exposed, and she was looking into the room.