Chapter 37 Chapter 7 Late at night, don't look back

In the middle of the night, Xianling had a terrible nightmare, dreaming of a female ghost whose face was as white as snow, but whose eyes were shining red like blood, hanging upside down above her head.The female ghost's hair was intertwined with her own hair, braided into countless braids, tied her tightly, and hung her in the air. Just when Xianling was suffering from fear and despair, a cheerful movement sounded, and an angel emitting golden light descended from the sky.It was him, the puppet prince Peter Roshka. Although his face was blurry, Xianling knew it must be him. The prince swung the long sword inlaid with precious stones and cut off the female ghost's hair, but didn't hurt a single strand of hair.Rescued from the shackles of the female ghost, Xianling slowly fell from mid-air, she looked down, and the prince was welcoming her with open arms.When she fell into the arms of the prince, the other person's face suddenly became clear. It was a handsome face, and the blue eyes were like crystal clear lakes, as if they could wash away the fear and anxiety in her heart.

Xianling snuggled close to the prince's arms, hoping to find some warmth, but the other's chest was so cold that she felt scared again.She caressed the other's face with trembling slender hands, hoping to feel a little warmth there, but when her hand just touched that handsome face, the other's face fell down. It was not a real face, but a human skin mask, and behind the mask was still the face carved from wood, without any emotion.Xianling struggled in horror, trying to escape from the prince's embrace, but the prince's golden hair suddenly elongated, wrapping her tightly...

"Oops!" It had been three nights, and Xianling fell off the bed again and again.But tonight seems a little different, what's different?For a while, she couldn't remember. Xianling sat on the ground staring blankly at the bright moon outside the window, listening to the cheerful music...it was the sound of the piano! ! !She jumped up suddenly and rushed to the window.That's right, it was indeed the sound of the piano. She pinched herself hard to make sure she wasn't dreaming. The sound of the piano is very light and ethereal, as if it comes from another dimension, but Xianling is sure that it really exists.She felt that the place where the sound of the piano came out should be within the campus, most likely the music room of the functional teaching building.She wanted to find out who was playing the piano, was it a person, a ghost, or a puppet?But she was also very scared, afraid that when she walked into the music room, what she saw was a piano and a pair of puppets—a pair of puppets that had life but had no feelings.

Xianling walked to Bilian's bed, trying to wake her up and ask her to accompany him to the music room to see who was playing the piano.However, the other party did not wake up after pushing him several times, and turned over impatiently, curled up against the wall. Curiosity is the driving force of human progress, but it is also the source of danger.Xianling's curiosity finally overcame her fear, and she decided to act alone.Having made up her mind, she quickly changed her clothes and tiptoed out of the bedroom.In fact, she didn't have to tiptoe, but in the stillness of the night, she did so naturally.However, no matter how lightly she moved, there was still a loud "squeak" sound when closing the door.The door of the dormitory was already rusted, and I didn't feel it during the day, but at this time, the sound was extremely sharp, as if it was the painful moan of a resentful spirit, which made people get goose bumps all over.

The door of the dormitory is not locked. Although the dormitory supervisor has repeatedly emphasized the need to lock the doors and windows to prevent theft, she always says one thing and does another. She will not come to lock the door on holidays, as if the thief is just like her Own the holidays. The silver full moon hangs high in the starry sky, appreciating the suffering of the common people indifferently.The campus in the middle of the night is as dead as a cemetery, and the joyful movement becomes weird at this moment, like a devil grinning.Among the mottled tree shadows, there are countless unknown dangers hidden, which makes people feel uneasy.

The distance between the dormitory and the functional teaching building is not very far, it can be reached in about ten minutes, but in the dead of night, the distance of ten minutes seems like a century.Xianling walked towards the destination step by step, and suddenly heard footsteps behind her. "Someone is following me." A chill rose from the spine and spread throughout the body in an instant, and Xianling even felt that every hair on his body stood on end.She turned her head suddenly. Although there was no one behind her, she believed in her ears. As Teacher Wang said, her hearing was better than that of ordinary people, and she was convinced that she heard correctly.

Xianling suddenly remembered what Bilian once said: "At night, if you feel that someone is following you, or calling your name, or even patting you on the shoulder, you must never turn your head. As soon as you turn your head..." "Ah..." Xianling didn't dare to think about it anymore, and ran forward screaming.