"On the second day of the freshman report, I was chased by the teacher and escaped over the wall. This is completely different from the college life I imagined!" Zhou Tu patted the dirt on his body and untied the rope tied around his waist.
"There may be more things you can't imagine later." Chen Ge tugged on the rope tied to the wall a few times and hid it behind the ivy. Even if someone walked by, he wouldn't look carefully.
Can't be found.
"This rope is my escape route." When he left the East Campus, Chen Ge was alone. When he came back, he had become the leader of a club.
"Teacher, have you noticed anything wrong?" Zhang Ju stood up straight, his eyes hidden in scars slowly widened.
"What's wrong?"
"Maybe I'm more sensitive. I feel that the air on this side of the wall is thicker and moist, and it smells like blood." Zhang Ju said the weirdest words in the calmest tone.
He slowly opened his mouth and licked the scar on his upper lip with the tip of his tongue. There was confusion and doubt in his eyes: "Compared to the West Campus, this place feels more familiar to me."
"Are you kidding? Are you familiar with the smell of blood?" Zhou Tu originally thought Zhang Ju was ugly, but he was quite normal. After hearing what he just said, Zhou Tu had a new understanding of Zhang Ju.
know.
"I'm not kidding, it's true." Zhang Ju looked at Chen Ge, who was standing there with a smile on his face.
"You are right, this is fertile ground for cultivating dreams. In the world behind the door, only corpses and blood can be used as fertilizer to bloom amazing flowers."
Chen Ge carried Wang Yicheng on his back and motioned for Zhang Ju to follow him: "I will take you to a place first. Be careful not to make too much noise."
Walking through unmaintained bushes, night became their best camouflage.
There were no dangers along the way, and Chen Ge led Zhang Ju to the place where the female ghost was in the tree cave.
"Does this look familiar to you?" Chen Ge pointed to the tree hole where the female ghost's head was hidden, as well as the surrounding trees.
"We seem to have been here before... By the way, isn't this the scene of the murder of the girl? We have seen it in the West Campus! Why is there an exact same scene in the East Campus?" Zhou Tu's eyes widened. These two scenes were even connected to the tree.
The position and opening angle of the holes are exactly the same.
"The murder scene on the west campus is just an empty shell. The body and the soul of the deceased are hidden in the east campus. What you see now is the real murder scene." When Chen Ge said these words, Zhang Ju seemed to be attracted by something.
Attracted, he stood alone next to the tree hole, his shoulders shaking slightly.
"Zhang Ju?"
He seemed to be unable to hear Chen Ge's voice, so he slowly squatted down, knelt beside the tree hole, and stretched his trembling hands into the tree hole.
"Hey! Why are you so crazy? I remember that the girl's head was found in the tree hole! Why did you put your hand in there?"
Zhou Tu wanted to drag Zhang Ju, but Chen Ge stopped him: "Don't disturb him. His memory is hidden in the tree hole. You have to dig out the lost things yourself."
"Dig it out? You are really crazy!" Zhou Tu was not as strong as Chen Ge and could not break free at all. He could only stand aside and watch.
With his legs on his knees, Zhang Ju was lying next to the tree hole, staring directly at the dark tree hole, and his arms were sinking into the hole little by little.
His body was shaking all the time, and sweat stuck to the scars on his face, like falling teardrops.
"No? Why not? Why not! Impossible!" Zhang Ju didn't touch anything. His voice was broken, as if he was so nervous that he couldn't breathe: "I saw it with my own eyes! I saw him hiding that thing with my own eyes.
In the tree hole! How come there isn’t one!”
His fingers scratched the soil and tree trunk hard, and his nails began to ooze blood, but Zhang Ju felt no pain. He had a ferocious expression and frantically dug at the bottom of the tree hole.
"Zhang Ju, are you looking for this thing?" Chen Ge took out a rusty kitchen knife from his backpack. This kitchen knife was the sustenance of the female ghost in the tree hole. After the black shadow swallowed the female ghost, she lay deep in the tree hole.
He found it everywhere (see Chapter 787 for details). At first, Chen Ge wanted to use the kitchen knife to defend himself, but didn't think too much about it.
The surrounding area suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on the kitchen knife.
"I found this kitchen knife in a tree hole. The deceased's crazy soul rests on this kitchen knife." Chen Ge placed the kitchen knife in front of Zhang Ju: "Pick it up, can you think of your past?"
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Zhang Ju was about to collapse, his arms were shaking more and more, and his pupils were beating violently.
"Does it look familiar? Have you seen this knife elsewhere? Who was holding the knife at that time, and whose neck the knife finally cut into?" Chen Ge's words were like sharp nails.
Entering Zhang Ju's mind, he reached for the kitchen knife with trembling hands. When his fingertips touched the handle of the knife, his face suddenly changed dramatically, his pupils shrank, and his mouth enlarged, as if he had touched a red-hot iron.
Before Zhang Ju shouted, Chen Ge had already covered Zhang Ju's mouth in advance: "It's okay, those things are in the past, they are just your past."
While comforting Zhang Ju, Chen Ge's eyes were fixed on Zhang Ju's hand holding the knife. If the opponent made a slashing move, he would immediately knock him down.
Zhang Ju's strength is much greater than Chen Ge imagined, and as his memory loosens, his strength continues to grow. This child should not be an ordinary ghost.
Just when Chen Ge was about to lose control of Zhang Ju, the other party finally calmed down.
Chen Ge let go of his hand, and Zhang Ju fell to his knees directly. His lips were pressed against the soil on the ground, and the scars on his face looked dazzling.
"I, I remembered something." Zhang Ju stared at his broken nails: "It was the senior's birthday. There was a girl who wanted to confess to the senior, but the senior had his own girlfriend, so he asked me to take his place.
I went to reject the other party. When I arrived at the agreed place, I didn’t see the girl, so I kept waiting. Later, I vaguely heard movement in the woods, and I ran over quietly, only to see someone holding this knife..."
"The girl was still struggling, but I didn't dare to go out. I was scared to death. I had never seen so much blood before." His nails dug into the soil, and the scars on Zhang Ju's face were squeezed together: "If I had
If you stand up, maybe that girl won't die."
Self-blame and guilt were always tormenting Zhang Ju, and he clenched the kitchen knife: "When I went back to call the police, those people had already escaped. I don't know if they were caught, but I saw one of them
The figure looks very familiar."
"The next night, we drank a lot of wine and went to sing. Then there was a fire. I was sent to the hospital. What happened next..." Zhang Ju slammed his head: "What happens next
What did you send? Why do I have no memory of the rest?"
"You were sent to the hospital in a coma due to burns. Your memory remains here." Chen Ge already knew about Zhang Ju's past.