Chapter 38 Chapter 8: The Dark Stairway

Xianling ran all the way to the front of the functional teaching building, only to find that one of her shoes was missing.At this moment, of course, she dared not go back to find the shoe that might have fallen into the hands of the ghost, and she didn't even have the courage to look back. What should I do? If you dare not go back, you can only "go forward bravely".In front of it is the functional teaching building. There is a music room on the third floor inside. There is a piano in the music room. In front of the piano is a mystery that has troubled Xianling for several days.

"Go all out." Xianling shouted in her heart.Anyway, if you go back to the dormitory now, if you don’t get eaten by ghosts, you will be scared to death. Why don’t you just fight and go to the music room to see who is playing the piano. You have to understand whether it’s a human, a ghost or a puppet. The unknown is better than anything else. Be scary. With a firm will, courage emerged immediately, and Xianling strode towards the stairs of the functional teaching building.There was a gate in front of the stairway, normally locked after school, but it was now open. "Could it be Teacher Wang? No wonder he knows the story behind this song so clearly. What he said before was fooling me. He must have some secret." Seeing the gate open, Xianling immediately thought of Teacher Wang, Because apart from him, she really can't think of anyone else in this school who can play the piano.Although he has never played the piano in front of the students, and he has never said that he can play the piano, but he is also a music teacher anyway, and it is not surprising that he can play the piano.

In fact, this is just Xianling's self-consolation idea. If Mr. Wang wants to play the piano, he can go to the music room to play at any time. No one will stop him. He doesn't need to lie about it.But no matter what, if the gate is opened, it means that someone has entered, which means that the person playing the piano should be a person, right? The joyful movement echoed in the dark stairway, which was extraordinarily weird.Xianling said to herself repeatedly that the person who played the piano was Teacher Wang, and even if it wasn't him, he must be a living person, and definitely not some monster or ghost.

Would a normal person come here to play steel in the middle of the night?Perhaps, the person playing the piano is a lunatic, or a person in a state of sleepwalking. He may rush out from the darkness at any time, and use his thin but powerful hands to pinch Xianling's neck until her eyes turn white. Tongue sticking out... The more Xianling thought about it, the more frightened she became, but the more frightened she was, the more she had to figure things out, otherwise she wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully in the future. The stairway was very quiet, except for the cheerful melody, there was only the sound of Xianling's footsteps.However, just when she felt a little safer, footsteps suddenly appeared behind her again, this time the distance was closer, and the sound echoed in the stairway, which made her hear it more clearly.

This time Xianling didn't dare to cry out, she was afraid that before she could cry out, a pale hand would stretch out from the darkness, cover her mouth, and pull her into the darkness.She leaned against the wall and quickened her pace. She hoped that it was Mr. Wang who was playing in the music room, and as long as she could enter the music room, she could get his protection. On the premise of making no noise as much as possible, Xianling walked to the door of the music room as fast as possible in the dark.The joyful movement still reverberates in the ears, as if a grand ball is being held in the music room, and the emotionless puppets dance lightly under the drive of magic.

The answer is right in front of you, as long as you open the door, you can know who is playing this joyful movement.However, at this moment, Xianling was a little hesitant. She was afraid that the person sitting in front of the piano would not be the handsome teacher Wang, but a puppet without emotion. The footsteps were getting closer, Xianling decided to put all his eggs in one basket, opened the door to enter, and quickly closed the door.