dkrc Chapter 35: Emily
Chapter 35: Emily
"what!"
Nalisha let out a suppressed scream, her whole body trembling violently against Li Xuan's back, screaming, "The ceiling...the ceiling..."
"I saw it, shut up."
Li Xuan lowered his voice and slowly raised the peach wood sword, aiming the tip at the spider.
At this moment, he regretted bringing this woman in, and vowed never to bring her again.
All he does is scream, what an idiot.
Even the best person would be ruined in this situation! Let alone an idiot like him!
Sure enough, people can't teach you everything, but you can learn it in no time by doing it yourself.
The spider didn't move. Its eight eyes rolled simultaneously, all aimed at the peach wood sword in Li Xuan's hand, and then it let out a very faint shriek.
After that sound, a rustling sound came from the walls on both sides of the corridor.
Countless gray spiders, the size of eggs, crawled out from the cracks in the wall, poured out from the vents in the ceiling, and squeezed out from the cracks in the floor, densely covering the entire wall and weaving a wriggling carpet that spread toward him.
This is not a Gu worm, but an evil spider.
All the spiders carried the same resentment, the source of which wasn't in the corridor, but upstairs.
Li Xuan bit open the cap of the bottle of black dog blood and splashed it on the ground.
With a hiss, dark red dog blood rolled across the tiled floor, and thick smoke billowed up.
The spiders, once touched by the dog's blood, reacted as if they had been doused with sulfuric acid, making a hissing sound and shrieking as they shrank back. Those that were slower melted into puddles of grayish-white pus.
Taking advantage of the moment, he grabbed Nalisha and rushed towards the stairwell, shouting, "Hurry! The source isn't on the first floor!"
He couldn't find what he was looking for on the first floor.
To find out what exactly happened here, we need to find the true form of the evil spirit, the spider queen who keeps laying eggs and spreading resentment.
There might be something even worse waiting for him in the stairwell.
The air in the stairwell was colder than in the hallway.
It wasn't a natural cold; it was a chilling cold that seeped into your bones.
With each step Li Xuan took upwards, the white breath he exhaled became thicker.
Nalisa clung tightly to his back, her fingers gripping the hem of his clothes, which were white with cold, and her teeth chattered.
"This isn't normal... Los Angeles can't possibly be this cold in June..."
Li Xuan didn't answer the obvious question; instead, he stared at a full-length mirror at the corner of the stairs.
A thin layer of ice flowers clung to the mirror's surface, and in the center of these ice flowers, a line of words was crookedly etched:
BURN THE WITCH
Burn the witch
This was clearly not written by a living person.
Because a chilling spiritual energy lingered on the mirror, the person who wrote the words was already dead, but her hand left this memory as it passed through the mirror.
Resentment takes form; this is the mark of a vengeful ghost passing by.
Nalisha couldn't see it because she didn't have a third eye, but her spirit did pass through the glass, leaving an irreversible cold mark at the molecular level.
The second-floor corridor is darker than the first-floor corridor.
A few emergency lights flickered weakly, casting a ghastly green light that made the dense graffiti on the walls appear even more alarming.
The graffiti was made with fingernails, and dark red blood seeped from each groove.
Emily is a bitch.
Emily deserved it.
Emily, go to hell.
Li Xuan stopped in his tracks. These three short sentences had been repeated dozens of times in the corridor. Some of the handwriting was messy and frantic, while others were so neat that they looked like they had been drawn with a ruler.
The bloodstains on the wall had dried and turned black, but still emitted a fishy smell.
Even more bizarrely, each line of text ended with a simple drawing of a spider with eight legs and an irregularly shaped body; it was impossible to tell who drew it.
He reached out and touched the wall; the powder on his fingertip shimmered with a faint fluorescent green in the sunlight.
Spores, spores that spread through the parasitic growth of evil spirits.
Things were more serious than he thought. This wasn't just a simple ghost story; it was a supernatural contamination deliberately caused by someone.
"Since someone deliberately preserved it, we might be able to see some scenes..."
Li Xuan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and pushed his magical power to his brow.
Just before the Heavenly Eye was fully opened, the entire scene on the second floor peeled away in his eyes as if fading.
The plaster on the walls was falling off piece by piece, and the floor was cracking piece by piece. The world before my eyes switched from reality to a ghostly realm.
Scene change—
He saw the scene that actually happened on the second floor on the day of the incident.
The corridor was full of female students.
They formed a semicircle, cornering one person against the wall.
She was a thin girl with long, messy brown hair.
Her eyes were full of tears, her lips trembled, and she kept saying, "I didn't."
However, nobody cared about what she said.
"You dared to seduce him!"
A group of people were doing things to her that are commonly seen and deeply abhorred in both reality and movies.
Then the girl cornered by the wall changed her expression from fear to blankness, and from blankness to something that only appears in the eyes of a dying person.
The scene cuts off there, leaving only the sentences scratched out on the wall with fingernails, the lingering fishy smell and resentment that permeated the entire building.
Li Xuan opened his eyes and fell silent.
He wasn't a person who easily empathized, but the resentment left on this wall was so heavy that it even interfered with his reality.
The girl named Emily experienced a typical case of school bullying before her death.
The person who tormented her was her classmate with whom she attended classes every day.
"What's wrong?" Nalisa asked softly when she saw the change in his expression.
"fine."
Li Xuan withdrew his finger, took out a soul-guiding talisman from his pocket, and tossed it into the air.
The talisman spontaneously combusted without fire, drifting and leading Li Xuan downstairs. Back on the first floor, the spiders, unlike before, all avoided him.
The ashes of the talisman landed on an iron door at the end of the corridor, and the large spider on the ceiling had disappeared.
The paint on the iron gate had peeled off completely, the gate was covered in rust, and the keyhole was filled with grayish-white cobwebs.
The true form of the spider demon should be behind this door.
He gripped the peach wood sword tightly; the dog blood on the blade had dried into dark brown marks, but the magic power remained.
He held his sword horizontally in front of him and turned to Nalisa, saying, "Just stand at the door and don't move no matter what you hear."
Before I come out, don't touch anything or look at anything.
If I'm not out within two hours...
He paused.
"Now you can choose..."
Nalisha smiled and nodded, encouragingly saying, "You'll definitely get out!"
Even though Li Xuan made it sound very serious, she still firmly believed that Li Xuan would definitely survive and defeat his opponent.
Having experienced many hardships, she firmly believes that she cannot misjudge people.
"it is good."
Li Xuan smiled; the feeling of being blindly trusted was quite nice.