HLnovel Chapter 52 Dead people shouldn't be talked about anymore.
Chapter 52 Dead people shouldn't be talked about anymore.
“Jiang Lin…?” Ji Xingyi pinched the chin of this twisted human.
Memories surged, as if I had returned to the moment we first met.
In the second semester of her first year of high school, Jiang Lin received a letter from her parents forcing her to go abroad for two months. For Ji Xingyi, it was truly the worst summer.
It's the developmental stage of adolescence, a time when children are easily agitated and irritable. They can't control themselves over trivial matters and may unconsciously vent their anger through violence, only to feel pain and regret afterward.
He resisted medication, but his negative emotions continued to build up, and just when they were about to crush him, Shen Wangshu appeared.
Because Ji Xingyi missed two days of class, Shen Wangshu visited the Ji family home in accordance with school rules.
This was the first time Ji Xingyi had met this new young teacher.
He stood on the stairs looking down. The young man wore gold-rimmed glasses, had delicate features, and his light brown hair was gently blown by the wind.
Given the Ji family's status, Ji Xingyi could have simply told him to get lost. But the young man's smile in the sunlight reminded Ji Xingyi of Jiang Lin.
Despite being two people with completely different appearances and heights, he saw Jiang Lin's shadow in Shen Wangshu.
It's like a traveler trapped in the desert seeing a mirage.
Shen Wangshu's appearance temporarily alleviated Ji Xingyi's condition, helping him get through the worst period.
However, after Jiang Lin returned to China, Ji Xingyi didn't get close to Shen Wangshu anymore. Later, he suddenly fell seriously ill and was in a coma for three days. When he woke up, he suddenly heard the devastating news that Shen Wangshu had committed suicide.
"Teacher Shen, why did Jiang Lin want to kill you?" Ji Xingyi asked gently, but her eyes were filled with suspicion.
From a timeline perspective, it was only twenty days between Jiang Lin's return to China and Shen Wangshu's suicide. How could the two of them have formed a feud within twenty days?
Ji Xingyi couldn't believe that someone as gentle as Jiang Lin would kill a teacher she had only recently met. To be more precise:
"What did you do to make him want to kill you?"
"Xingyi, Jiang Lin killed me! Avenge me!" Shen Wangshu did not answer Ji Xingyi's question. With her bloodshot eyes wide open, she repeated Jiang Lin's name in a daze.
It's ridiculous that it's the monster in the first place, yet it's wailing and seeking revenge on a human.
"Kill him! Avenge me! Kill Jiang Lin!"
"Xingyi... killed Jiang Lin..."
"Koichi... help me get revenge..."
Shen Wangshu in the Otherworld was created from Jiang Lin's memories, not a true ghost, and thus carried only a limited number of memories.
Judging from his appearance, it seemed like they wouldn't be able to get anything out of him. Ji Xingyi sighed, grabbed the man's neck, and whispered, "Teacher Shen, dead people shouldn't talk anymore."
With a snap, a large amount of blood gushed from Shen Wangshu's mouth as her neck broke, followed by continuous screams of agony.
"(Jiang Lin) Xingyi, am I that scary?"
Three minutes later, standing amidst the pool of blood and dismembered bodies, Ji Xingyi took out a cigarette from his pocket. As the red sparks ignited, the smoke blurred his beautiful eyes.
How could he find Jiang Lin terrifying? From the very beginning, he was the one who was terrifying.
After Ji Xingyi and Chen Jiangqiao left, Ding Xuehui struggled alone, leaning against the wall, searching for a place to hide. But soon, footsteps sounded behind her, and the girl's face instantly drained of color. Turning around in a panic, she saw that the person was not the murderous maid, but the old butler, Bernard.
Bernard extended his hand to Ding Xuehui: "Beautiful lady, do you need my help?"
After calming down for a few minutes, Ji Xingyi turned and left the room filled with an unpleasant smell. The moment she stepped out of the room, the surrounding scenery suddenly began to change.
The room, which was originally empty, was transformed into a scene from a TV drama, with all sorts of furniture and decorations appearing.
“The world of the surface!” Ji Xingyi’s bright eyes flickered slightly.
Was it time for him to return to the real world, or was it because his fearful hallucination of killing Shen Wangshu caused him to return to the real world?
Ji Xingyi suppressed his doubts and observed the room again. What came into view was a lavishly decorated living room. Turning his head to look at the room where Shen Wangshu was imprisoned, the bloody space had been transformed into a neat study, and even the smell had changed to a fresh rose fragrance.
"Click." The door was opened from the outside in, and the old butler in a sharp suit walked in.
Bernard, with a stern expression, issued an order to leave: "Please leave the Earl's room immediately. You are not welcome here!"
Ji Xingyi withdrew his gaze, brushed past Bernard, and left the room. Jiang Lin wasn't there; there was no need to shoo him away, he would leave anyway.
Chen Jiangqiao, who was not far from the door, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ji Xingyi come out. That punch didn't knock Chen Jiangqiao unconscious for long. After waking up, he didn't know where to go, so he just waited outside.
"You understand F language?" Chen Jiangqiao asked while peeking into the room, but Bernard immediately closed the door.
"I know a little," Ji Xingyi replied casually. As the eldest son of the Ji family, he naturally received an elite education.
Chen Jiangqiao asked curiously, "Have you seen the Earl?"
"No."
The two returned to the lobby, where Wu Hu called them back. It turned out that the film crew was preparing to continue filming.
Xu Enxi wasn't feeling well, so theoretically filming shouldn't have been possible. However, the production team had limited time, so Wu Hu and Song He discussed it and decided to film the last segment of the variety show ahead of schedule. They planned to reshoot "Hide and Seek in the Castle" tomorrow after Xu Enxi recovered.
The old clock hanging on the wall chimed, and Ji Xing glanced at it; it was exactly 8 o'clock, with 48 hours left before the evacuation point opened. Although he really wanted to find Jiang Lin, the plot required the mission item "Sleeping Girl," so he had no choice but to stay.
As people gathered, Ding Xuehui reappeared in the hall. The girl was pale, and her fractured right hand was immobilized with a makeshift wooden board.
Yang Hua, who was standing next to Ding Xuehui, noticed that Ji Xingyi was looking at Ding Xuehui, so she immediately shielded the girl behind her and glared at the man.
"Looks like she said a lot of bad things about you," Chen Jiangqiao said with a teasing smile as he leaned closer to Ji Xingyi.
It's obvious to anyone that once this woman returned to the surface world, she would definitely recount all of Ji Xingyi's "misdeeds".
Preemptively standing on the moral high ground to gain sympathy might work on others, but will it work on Ji Xingyi? Chen Jiangqiao shook his head inwardly.
The man beside her didn't even glance at her; his eyes were practically etched with the name "Jiang Lin."
Wu Hu casually waved his hand at the absence of Jiang Lin and Ding Xuehui, saying they were just there to make up the numbers anyway, and the editing would show them being eliminated in the "Dinner Table Adventure" segment.
Mo Xizheng glanced around. There were four guests left for the third round of recording: himself, Liang Yuan, Ji Xingyi, and Zhao Ruoxi.
Mo Xizheng, as if possessed, pointed to the heads and found that there were only 12 people left (Jiang Lin was not present).
"Director Wu, is this all the people in our crew?" Mo Xizheng suddenly felt something was wrong and turned to look at the director beside her.
"It is a bit few." Wu Hu nodded, stroking his chin. "I was wondering yesterday why we didn't bring a translator with us on this trip to France?"
Wu Hu couldn't understand how such a big mistake could have happened to the production team, which made it difficult for him to communicate with Bernard in broken English for a long time.
The NPCs' memories were erased by the mysterious power of the castle, but their instincts remained. Their numbers were drastically reduced, and finally, people began to notice.
"Forget it, let's hurry up and record. If we finish recording sooner, we can go back sooner!" Wu Hu sighed.
Mo Xizheng nodded and sat down on the sofa with Ji Xingyi and the others. Under Wang Liang's filming, they began recording the third round of the variety show game.
Mo Xizheng reads the announcement on camera: "Congratulations to the four heroes for winning the favor of the witch. The witch will invite each of them to a separate test, and she will choose the one with true feelings and give him the final reward."
"Director, what's the witch's reward? I want gold!" Zhao Ruoxi said coquettishly to the camera.
Want more gold? I think I'll take your life! Wang Liang rolled his eyes behind the camera.