After Qin Ming finished handling everything, he came out of the supernatural space and took a look at the time. It was nine o'clock in the evening. It was not too late, but Qin Ming decided to go to bed first.

What Qin Ming lacks most now is supernatural weapons that can directly attack. He has thought about grabbing Fang Shiming's ghost scissors in the circle of friends, or going to the Caesar Hotel to get the ghost hatchet of the tall man's corpse.

But these are Yang Jian's accessories. Qin Ming is not willing to do this, or there is some factor that prevents him from doing this. He can't explain this feeling.

Finally, he gave up the idea.

Eight o'clock the next morning.

An old residential area in Dachang City is located on the edge of the city. There are some relatively poor people living here. They have no money to buy a house closer to the center, so they can only live in some old houses in the edge corners.

The houses were in dilapidated condition, with cracks on the walls and moss growing everywhere. They had no ability to renovate, let alone buy new ones.

In one of the houses, a young man looked at the mobile phone in his hand expectantly. His name was Zhang Qichen, and he was the eldest son of the family.

The screen of the mobile phone is broken and has many cracks, and it is also many generations behind. It seems to be a product several years ago.

He had no money to change, so his family relied on his father to support the whole family. He also had to go to school, and he also had a sister at home. Both brothers and sisters had to go to school, which was a huge expense.

After a few seconds, his originally hopeful eyes suddenly dimmed, his whole body trembled, he smiled bitterly, and lowered his hand.

"I still disappoint my parents...I can't get into this school..." Zhang Qichen said with a bitter smile.

It was an extremely disappointing situation, and he was in a particularly low mood. Zhang Qichen couldn't imagine what it would be like to face his parents, and I'm afraid he would be very disappointed with him.

Suddenly.

Zhang Qichen glanced casually, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the sadness that had flooded his heart stopped at this moment. He saw a piece of black paper on the ground beside the door not far away.

"What is that?" Zhang Qichen frowned slightly, put the phone aside, and stood up to check.

When he walked forward, he finally saw clearly what it was. It seemed like a letter, and there was something inside. It was rectangular in appearance, black in color, and seemed to have some dark red paint on it.

There are some words on it, five large characters dyed in red paint.

Admission notice.

When he saw the five big characters clearly, Zhang Qichen's eyes suddenly shrank and he froze on the spot, then he ecstatically picked up the admission notice on the ground.

When he first got it, Zhang Qichen felt a little cold and a little weird, but his joy overcame these.

He had just been hit with despair, but a glimmer of hope appeared in the midst of despair. The emotions of joy and sorrow mixed with each other, making him feel that something was wrong.

This emotion overwhelmed my mind, and I lost my ability to think, regardless of the strangeness of the letter or its origin.

Zhang Qichen eagerly opened the envelope, and a piece of black paper appeared in front of his eyes. There were several lines of writing on the paper. The writing was red and dark, and it seemed that it had not yet dried, as if it had just been written.

Like blood.

I saw the envelope saying:

"Hello, Zhang Qichen, congratulations on your success in being admitted to our school. Hehe, you are very lucky, but also very unfortunate. Finally, I wish you good luck..."

The large blood-colored characters were particularly conspicuous on the black paper. Zhang Qichen was completely stunned. He couldn't figure out what it was, and the original joyful mood gradually faded away.

"What is this, a prank? Who is so boring? What a bastard." Zhang Qichen gritted his teeth and said

Suddenly feeling a hint of coolness, Zhang Qichen felt that the temperature around him seemed to have dropped a few degrees. He was reading the letter in his hand. After he read the content, green fire began to burn in his hand, and finally turned into ashes.

"This...what is going on..."

Zhang Qichen swallowed nervously, watching it burn out and turn into ashes and fall at his feet, inexplicable emotions welling up in his heart.

Inexplicable, nervousness and panic spread in his heart. Zhang Qichen was a little at a loss. For some reason, he kept feeling flustered after reading the content, always feeling like something was going to happen.

"Wha...what?! What's going on?!"

Zhang Qichen's eyes suddenly shrank and he said with a slight trembling.

The surrounding environment changed, it was no longer his house, it was gloomy and cold, a darkness covered the surroundings, and he appeared outside a deserted suburb.

There is a path that leads directly to a school not far ahead. There are some bushes on both sides of the path, and there are a few tall black trees with black leaves.

Zhang Qichen looked at the surrounding environment at a loss. His whole body was shaking and he could not stand still. He looked at the school not far away, which was dark and dark.

The school gate and teaching building are very dilapidated. It seems that they have not been taken care of for decades, and there are cracks on the walls.

The wall surrounding the school is covered with all kinds of vines, and ivy is all over the wall. There are also some oval-shaped spheres stuck on it. They are a bit far away and Zhang Qichen can't see clearly.

"This... what kind of place is this... why is it so scary... why did I come here from home all of a sudden..."

Zhang Qichen looked around nervously, unable to find the way back. He walked along the path towards the school, and saw some withered limbs along the way, which made him even more frightened.

The cold wind blew the branches of the big trees, making a rustling sound. Only the rustling sound and a gust of wind could be heard in the strange and silent place.

Soon, Zhang Qichen came to the dilapidated school with four big red characters on it.

High School of Despair.

Zhang Qichen's heart trembled suddenly, beating so fast that he felt like his heart was about to jump out. When he glanced at the wall next to him.

The whole person instantly collapsed to the ground and quickly retreated, with a look of extreme fear in his eyes.

"Ah! This...this is a human head!" Zhang Qichen exclaimed in great horror.

The walls were covered with dried heads one after another, some were male and female, some had no gender, and some were mutilated. This horrifying scene scared Zhang Qichen to the point where he almost fainted.

"What the hell is this place! I want to go back! Is there anyone there? Help me!" Zhang Qichen shouted with a cry in his voice. There was no sound around him, and no one responded to him.

After a few minutes, Zhang Qichen calmed down a little, stood up staggeringly, glanced towards the school with fearful eyes, and his pupils shrank sharply.

He collapsed to the ground again because he saw an elderly man in a Chinese tunic suit walking stiffly and slowly from the teaching building.

Wearing a blue-gray tunic suit and holding a ruler in his hand, his whole face was covered with deathly ashen, and the patches of corpse one after another were horrifying.

His eyes were gray and dull, and he walked straight towards Zhang Qichen, his steps were stiff, like a corpse, and the ruler in his hand was also very strange.

"No... don't! This... this is definitely a ghost! This is definitely a ghost school! It's over, it's over, I'm going to die here..."

Zhang Qichen finally broke down and cried bitterly. Seeing the middle-aged man getting closer and closer, his spirit finally collapsed. Just like the name of the school, he was desperate.
Chapter completed!