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Since he is a human being, he is not the only one to suffer. One more person means one more helper.

As for whether it would involve others, Wang Dayu didn't think much about it.

Maybe he thought about it, but he just kept following Huang Yuyue, so he didn't really care about the lives of unrelated people, as long as he lived.

Wang Dayu and Huang Yuyue are not good people to begin with, as can be seen from the fact that they can hit the innocent Huang Mao with their car.

However, human affairs are naturally resolved by humans, and it is always bad to let ghosts interfere.

When Wang Dayu reached the fourth floor, his steps stopped.

No reason.

Because this fourth floor doesn't look like the fourth floor he knows.

The fourth floor that Wang Dayu knew contained nothing but a few bookshelves, but now, the bookshelves are gone.

Yes, just a bunch of candles.

The candles were oddly placed and came in a variety of colors.

He couldn't even find corresponding items in his mind for many colors.

Wang Dayu walked out of the elevator unknowingly, not noticing that the elevator slowly closed behind him.

Then it goes down, then it goes up again.

Then, the "ta-ta-ta-ta" sound of clogs appeared again.

Wang Dayu turned his head sharply, just in time to face Zhi Zhi's face covered with black spots.

"Daewoo, does my face look good?"

Wang Dayu took a few steps back suddenly and looked at her in horror.

"Wang Dayu, do you think I'm ugly? I am indeed dirty, but soon, you will become dirtier than me!"

Zhizhi's voice gradually became sharper.

Just as Zhizhi's slender fingers were attacking, a strong hand grabbed his arm and pulled him aside.

The next second, he saw Zhizhi staring hard at the candles and roaring angrily.

Wang Dayu breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and saw that it was Hong Comb.

I cried with a cry of "Wow".

"Master, you scared me to death. Why didn't you come earlier?"

Hongshu pushed Wang Dayu away who wanted to hug him.

Wang Dayu was not upset, and felt quite happy about the rest of his life.

"By the way, Master, where is the man who just went up to the fourth floor?"

"No one goes to the fourth floor."

Hongcomb frowned and looked at him, "What's wrong?"

"Master, tell me the truth, are there any ghosts in this library?"

"Hahaha..." Hongcomb couldn't hold it back.

"Are you talking about what happened when the elevator stopped on the fourth floor just now?"

"That's what I did. If I hadn't stuck the elevator on the fourth floor for a while, how could you have come to the fourth floor?"

Redcomb stroked the dust on his sleeves.

"There are too many books on the second and third floors, and the flow of people is also high. The fourth floor is the best choice."

Wang Dayu wanted to cry when he thought of his tragic experience.

"Aren't you afraid that it will kill me directly? If it doesn't follow me in, wouldn't it be over for me?"

Wang Dayu wanted to shout.

Is his life not his life?

"It will definitely follow you in."

Redcomb said, pointing his finger in one direction.

"It has been lonely for hundreds of years and has always wanted to find a companion. You see, those are the companions it has found for itself. Unfortunately, none of them have succeeded."

"It won't let go of anyone who might have hope."

Wang Dayu looked in the direction pointed by the red comb's finger, and his eyes suddenly widened.

Because he saw a group of rag dolls.

A bunch of grotesquely ugly rag dolls.

"This...this is..."

"These are all people who have stepped into the library over the years but never left. There are four in total."

"There is no surveillance in the non-book area of ​​the library, so your school has never found any missing students or teachers. It's all because of it."

"It's so smart. It only brings one person to the library, and it only looks for people who haven't been photographed by the surveillance cameras in the library area."

"Because it doesn't want its nest to be disturbed by others."

Wang Dayu swallowed and did not dare to look at those dolls again.

"Are those rag dolls actually people?"

Redcomb nodded: "That's right, use the skin of a rag doll to stuff human flesh and blood."

"Hehehehe..." At this moment, the branches tied in the candle let out bursts of cold laughter.

"You are quite capable. No wonder Wang Dayu noticed something was wrong with me and even broke my illusion."

"It's a pity, I'm missing another doll."

"But it doesn't matter. Sooner or later, I will make a rag doll that can move like me. Then I won't be alone anymore, hahaha..."

Wang Dayu looked at her in horror and turned to ask Hongshu in disbelief.

"Is she a ragdoll too?"

Hongshu nodded and waved his hand.

Wang Dayu then saw that Zhi Zhi, who was originally wearing a red skirt, suddenly changed.

All the red skirt on her body faded away and was replaced by a red kimono.

Looking at the unchanged clogs on her feet, Wang Dayu looked at the red comb in surprise: "It is..."

"Yes, as you can see, it is a rag doll from Sakura Country."

"That's why I say it's a ghost, but it's not a ghost. In fact, it might be more appropriate to describe it as a spirit."

"A rag doll from Sakura Country?" Wang Dayu scratched his head in confusion.

"Why are the ragdolls from Sakura Country in China? And why are they in our school?"

"Did someone bring it here on purpose? The purpose is to harm us, the flowers of our motherland?"

The water friends in the live broadcast room laughed.

"If you ask Liu No. [-] Middle School, you are asking about the worst high school in Li city. If you ask Liu No. [-] Middle School about the best high school, why don't you ask the students of Liu No. [-] Middle School? Why bother here to ask the students of Liu No. [-] Middle School?"

"Academic performance is not the criterion to determine whether a person can contribute to the country. Some people should not discriminate."

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Hongshu shook his head: "No, it happened a hundred years ago."

"A hundred years ago, Wenliu Wuzhong was not a school, but the headquarters of the Japanese."

"Zhizhi is the rag doll of the sister of the highest-ranking officer in the headquarters. Later, after the war was won, the Japanese fled in panic. They forgot to take Zhizhi with them when they left, so they left it here."

"Back then, Sakura Country announced its surrender. In this headquarters alone, dozens of officers committed seppuku, not to mention ordinary soldiers."

"After these people died, their obsession fell on Zhizhi, prompting her to develop self-awareness."

Zhizhi looked at Hongshu with cold eyes.

Redcomb didn't care and turned to look at Zhizhi: "So, you confused Huang Yuyue because you wanted to trick him into killing someone, and you wanted to use the resentment of the dead to create a second rag doll like you."

"But why don't you do it yourself?"

Zhizhi said nothing. If it did it personally, the resentment would only be absorbed by its body, and it would no longer be able to create a moving rag doll.

Therefore, it can only use people.

"Your first target is Huang Mao, the most famous person in this school besides Huang Yuyue. Of course, his real name is not Huang Mao. Huang Mao is his code name."

After all, he was not at the scene, so Red Comb said his real name.

"Of course, the first one I'm referring to is the first one after 2023. The year before 2023, that is, 2022, you don't dare to show your face at all."

"So, Zhizhi, I want to know, why don't you take action in 2022?"

Red Comb suddenly remembered this question.

Zhizhi looked at Hongshu coldly: "Do you want me to kill more people?"

"Of course not, I'm just curious, who can scare you so much that you don't even dare to move?"

"Ha~" Zhizhi sneered: "Why should I tell you? Also, who told you that I haven't done anything in 22 years?"

Redcomb chuckled: "You did take action in the first half of 22, but you didn't take action after the summer vacation, right?"