Heiying's body shape is very similar to Chang Gu's, but his movements are agile and he doesn't look like a nearly blind person at all.
Chen Ge didn't dare to go out rashly. He wanted to continue observing for a while, but the other party ran directly to the other side of the corridor, seeming to be looking for something.
"Is that Chang Gu? Are his eyes back to normal?"
It was pitch dark in the teaching building. Even though Chen Ge had Yin Pupil, he still walked cautiously.
"Teacher, is that an acquaintance of yours? Should we follow him?"
"One more thing is worse than one less thing. Let's go to the top floor first." Chen Ge kept looking at the black figure. The other person did not leave, but entered another classroom.
There were other people in the teaching building late at night, and the variables were increasing. Chen Ge didn't know whether it was good or bad.
Several people arrived on the fourth floor. The toilet was on the other side of the corridor and they had to walk through the corridor.
"No matter what you hear, don't answer. No matter what you see, don't leave the team. Do you understand?" Chen Ge told the club members a few words, and then carried Wang Yicheng into the corridor.
He lowered his body and scanned the classrooms on both sides with the corner of his eyes.
It was pitch black inside the window and nothing could be seen.
The club members followed Chen Ge. They tried to control themselves not to look in both directions, but the more they told themselves not to look casually, the more their eyes uncontrollably glanced elsewhere.
"what is that?"
The classroom here seemed to have not been cleaned for a long time. When Zhou Tu passed by a window, he saw strands of hair-like things under the window frame, giving the impression that there was a girl lying on the window of the classroom.
"Isn't he really a human being?" Zhou Tu stood on tiptoes. He kept walking forward, tilted his head slightly, and looked under the classroom window sill.
"The hair...is moving?"
Before Zhou Tu could see clearly, his body suddenly hit something, and he was caught off guard. He lost his grip on the kitchen knife and the rusty kitchen knife fell to the ground.
The rusty kitchen knife collided with the floor tiles and made a soft sound. In the teaching building late at night, the sound was extremely harsh.
Everyone stopped and Chen Ge also looked at Zhou Tu: "What are you doing?"
"I accidentally bumped into Zhang Ju." Zhou Tu covered his nose and pointed at Zhang Ju who was stunned on the spot. He found that Zhang Ju's expression was a little strange: "You were walking well, why did you stop suddenly?"
Zhang Ju didn't reply. He looked up at the photos on the wall, his mouth slightly opened and his pupils shrunk a little.
"Zhang Ju?"
No matter how others shouted, Zhang Ju did not respond. He stared at the photos on the wall, his eyes calm with a hint of sadness.
When he saw the kitchen knife that killed the girl in the woods, he had a nervous breakdown and became hysterical. Now he is completely different from before.
He didn't scream like crazy, nor did he resort to self-mutilation to relieve his mental pain. He just stood quietly in front of the photo.
"This doctor...I have seen him before."
His voice was very low, so low that only the people around him could hear it.
"The fire burned one-fifth of my skin. I watched my flesh and blood being scorched and smelled the stench of my body until my eyes melted, my eyelids stuck together, and my world fell into darkness."
"I was taken to the hospital because it hurt so much that I couldn't feel the pain."
"I couldn't open my eyes, my nose was burned off, two-thirds of one ear was left, and one-third of the other ear was left."
"I became a monster, I couldn't see myself, but I knew I was no longer me and I couldn't go back and live like a human being."
"Have you ever tried listening to your family with two-thirds of your ears?"
"Someone is saving me. I can feel my body hurting more and more. I am getting closer and closer to being alive, but how do I wake up?"
"The eyes were cut open with something cold, and they were cleaned bit by bit. The left eye was taken out, and a gray world could be vaguely seen with the right eye."
"I can't sense light, and the world I see with my right eye is only shadow. Do you think I should continue to live?"
Zhang Ju pressed his hand on the photo on the wall. His face was bleeding, and tiny blood streaks emerged from under his skin, as if they were needles used for surgical sutures.
"I know this doctor. He has been with me for a week. The God of Death wants to take my life. He is betting against the God of Death."
His voice became hoarse, Zhang Ju's throat seemed to have been burned by fire, and his appearance was gradually changing.
Scars and bloodshot eyes spread across his face, his ears began to wither like flowers, and the eyelid of his left eye slowly melted.
"I didn't say a word to him, but I was deeply impressed by him. He was one of the three people who accompanied me at the last moment of his life."
The guilt for the deceased opened the lock in Zhang Ju's memory. The doctor who had treated him made the originally fuzzy memory clear. The memory fragments in his mind were put together, and streaks of blood seeped out from under his skin.
It's like a healed scar is opening again.
The blood threads condensed into blood beads and dripped onto Zhang Ju's coat, which was turning red little by little: "If you were in the same situation as me, would you choose to live or die?"
"Half red? After the memory is restored, the ghost will return to its original appearance? Could it be that the female ghost in the tree cave cannot maintain a normal human form because the memory has not been completely erased?" Chen Ge's eyelids twitched slightly, but his reaction was different from that of other club members.
Getting up feels much better.
Zhou Tu didn't even bother to pick up the kitchen knife. He grabbed Zhu Long's arm and the two of them retreated three meters away without knowing it.
No one answered. Zhang Ju slowly looked away from the photo and looked at Chen Ge: "I remembered who I am. Now can you tell me who you are?"
The two stood on the dark corridor, looking at each other.
"You asked me this question, and I gave you the answer." Chen Ge stood there without taking a step back: "We are the same kind. I want to retrieve my forgotten memories. Helping you is also helping myself.
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"You're lying!" Zhang Ju reached out to grab Chen Ge, but stopped when his fingers were about to touch Chen Ge.
"Why did you stop?" Chen Ge took a step forward, and he got close to Zhang Ju's desperate and terrifying face: "Are you afraid that after you kill me, another me will stand up from the corpse? Are you afraid of wearing red clothes?
Of me?”
Grabbing Zhang Ju's shoulders with both hands, the expression on Chen Ge's face was extremely crazy. He moved his hands on Zhang Ju's shoulders, and finally slowly held Zhang Ju's face and gently touched the other person's forehead.
"Kill me? Do you dare?"
Not only Zhang Ju, but Zhou Tu and Zhu Long who were hiding behind were also frightened.
There was silence in the corridor. After a long time, Chen Ge let go of Zhang Ju. He looked at the other club members in the corridor: "I just want to find my lost memory. If you help me, you are helping yourself, and vice versa."