Mr. Fox, please submit

Wu Boxue held the candle tightly in one hand and the dagger in his pocket in the other, not daring to breathe for fear that he might blow out the candle.Although he had already met the female ghost last night, regardless of Yichen and the others last night, just thinking of her ferocious, resentful expression, and severely twisted limbs, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

According to Yichen's instructions, he needs to search every room from the lobby on the first floor with a candle, trying to bring the souls staying there as much as possible.But in this way, the 15-minute journey from the first floor to the rooftop has become much longer.

A gust of wind blew, and there was a looming smell of blood and corruption, which made people feel sick.However, based on Wu Boxue's experience in beating ghosts, he probably guessed that something would come out soon.

Half an hour passed, and Wu Boxue finally came to the room where they met the female ghost last night.Yichen has repeatedly instructed not to touch the door here, just walk slowly in the corridor.But Wu Boxue suddenly felt that the surrounding air seemed to have deteriorated, and the surrounding area was covered by intense darkness, only the halo of the candle flame faintly surrounded him.

Suddenly, the candlelight in Wu Boxue's hand flickered violently, as if it was about to go out at any moment.Intuition told him that if he stopped at this place again, the situation would become even worse, so Wu Boxue took out the dagger in his pocket and held it tightly in his hand, shook his hands and feet, and mustered up the courage to move on holding the candle high.

But when the candlelight fell on the glass window outside, Wu Boxue seemed to see an unknown liquid splashing on the glass in an instant.Curiosity killed the cat, and he, who would never learn a lesson, put the candlelight close to the window on a whim to try to see clearly.

Standing outside the window, he could clearly see the neat arrangement inside. It seemed that this place was a study room before.I don't know what time it is, but I saw a girl in school uniform sitting in the penultimate row inside, reading a book seriously.

The girl was in her early twenties, with her long hair hanging down her back, making her look a little thin.At this time, the door of the study room was suddenly opened, and several boys who were also wearing school uniforms staggered in, looking as if they were quite drunk.

Seeing them, the girl instinctively picked up the book and wanted to leave, but was blocked by one of the men.Wu Boxue leaned close to the window carefully, trying to hear their conversation clearly, but no matter how close he was, there was still silence all around.

In the blink of an eye, the scene in front of me was like a fast-forward movie, and a group of people who were talking suddenly rushed towards the girl with ferocious smiles.Several men pressed her firmly to the ground, and even stretched out their hands to tear her clothes. The girl desperately tried to break free, but she couldn't resist their strength no matter what.

The scene changed again, and the boys who surrounded her just now had dispersed, leaving her alone, curled up in tattered clothes and crying in the corner of the study room.The door was opened again, and a middle-aged man in his forties walked in.

He closed the door and approached the girl step by step, but after that, not only did he not try to save her, but he pushed her to the ground again with a wretched smile.The girl who was already powerless to resist could only let him carry out the bestiality.

The girl who had been tortured repeatedly was ashen-faced, she suddenly laughed wildly, and looked at the man's back with red eyes resentfully.She got up and rushed to the low cabinet, picked up the vase on it, and threw it at the man's head.