Volume 2, Chapter 28 (Chapter 66): Her Mark

In the darkness, the girl whispered, “O’ Plate Deity, please, reveal yourself…”

“There is a woman with a straw hat and noodles. She has a handkerchief, a shirt, and a skirt. She is called Zigu. Zigu, you are my shadow, and I shall clothe you. If death takes away all pain, let him turn into a corpse.”

The next moment, the scene before Lu Yibei shuddered violently, and dizzying screams echoed in the corridor.

A strong, nauseating smell of blood permeated the air, and the scene shifted before Yibei.

The sky was dark, and Lin Yiqi sat lifelessly in the venting room alone, with her left hand pressed against her lower abdomen. A bloody fire axe rested in her right hand, and a little blood was splashed on her pale face.

She panted heavily, like a fish out of water.

A young boy’s corpse lay quietly in the middle of the room, and blood pooled around his body.

“I did it,” she said, breathing out a laugh. “I did it!”

As she laughed, she began to cry, covering her face with her hands as she wept.

The sun had completely sunk into the horizon, casting a shadow over the entire room.

Something strange was in the darkness, eating away at Lin Yiqi’s body.

“Ah!” Lin Yiqi breathed a long sigh of relief as she stretched her arms out towards the darkness. “Take it all away!”

In the darkness, a dark purple mark slowly lit up on her forehead.

A girl wearing a black windbreaker and sunglasses dragged a trolley case through the quiet campus.

Entering the teaching building, she walked up the stairs and through the empty corridor, coming to the venting room on the top floor.

The room was pitch black, and nothing could be seen. Only the sound of flesh being cut and the sound of a girl retching could be heard.

Lu Yibei could only guess what was happening in the room.

Not long after, the girl left the room, dragging the trolley case behind her as she entered another venting room, followed by the sound of cloth cutting open.

Only then did Yibei realise what was going on.

Lin Yiqi successfully killed Zhao Ke but also sewed him up, piece by piece, into these sandbags!

The process repeated itself countless times, and soon the girl came out of the venting room, panting, and hurriedly left.

Dawn came, and not a single soul knew what had transpired over the night.

Little did they know that the flower of evil had bloomed quietly.

A group of students with anger issues came into the venting room, beating up the sandbag puppets.

“Where the hell is that Zhao kid? I didn’t see him in class today.”

“Don’t care. It’s better not to see him.”

“I wish he never showed up ever again.”

As their fists and feet fell upon the sandbag puppets, they couldn’t hear the painful groans hidden within the sandbags, nor could they smell the putrid stench of a corpse in the air.

“Ack!”

Breaking away from her dreamscape, she panted.

‘The girl who I followed here… she must be Lin Yiqi herself.’

‘But who is the baby resting on her shoulder? And why did she come back to this place?’

Retracing her thoughts, she picked up the four scorched dolls and put them in a small box.

She then carried the unconscious Du Sixian on her back and left the classroom.

The empty corridor was exceptionally quiet.

She could feel countless eyes on her beyond the shadows, and she felt uneasy.

‘This was like the time I fell asleep in the library back in school,’ Yibei gulped. “I can’t help but feel that something is watching me.’

“I-I’m leaving!” Yibei announced himself in the darkness.

“…”

“She’s leaving…” Several whispers erupted in the darkness. “Don’t stay… afraid…”

‘What the hell are you afraid of? Shouldn’t it be me who should be afraid?’

When she came to the stairwell, she glanced towards the stairs leading to the top floor.

The dark stairwell was like a big maw that swallowed all light, and something eerie concealed itself within the shadows.

‘Forget it. Better not meddle in things that have nothing to do with me.’

Ten minutes later, at the foot of the mountain outside the high school,

Stopping by the side of the road and looking back at the abandoned school that loomed over them, she couldn’t help but feel that they had just survived an apocalypse.

Although she didn’t find Lin Yiqi herself, it was a worthwhile trip.

However, a question popped up in her mind.

‘A place like this is a den for urban legends… Why isn’t the Night Division guarding it, especially on a moonless night like this?’

‘There must be an intruder within the ranks of the Night Division,’ she guessed.

‘Not me, though!’ She corrected herself. ‘I’m just a part-timer!’

It was still the wee hours of the morning. On the empty streets, strange figures would roam around from time to time.

Long-legged organs would run around, chasing a cloud of mist.

Lumps of meat and metal machinery were forcibly welded together, and they stood proudly like a lamp overlooking the deserted street.

Eyes peered at the sleeping human, but they were afraid to approach the terrifying existence of the human.

‘Jiangli’s right. A moonless night like this is a carnival for urban legends.’

Glancing at Sixian, she couldn’t help but feel that she was walking on a trail of bandits while carrying gold bars on her.

Yibei took out Zhang Shan’s business card from her coat pocket, groped around Sixian’s pockets, and found her mobile phone.

Only then did she realise that Sixian had a strange mark on her forehead.

The red outlines of the mark formed the vague shape of a blazing flame, and the centre was pale gold. Beyond the pale gold was an endless shadow, and only one thought came to her mind.

‘My mark…’