Chapter 97 She Chased the Female Ghost All the Way
Luxianbei supported Professor Ma, who was holding his waist, and they returned to the office desk in the research room to sit down.
At this moment, the lights in the research room had returned to normal. The pale light cast down, revealing that the pale desk looked like it had been ransacked, with books and materials thrown about in disarray.
Seeing this, Professor Ma’s expression changed slightly, and he suddenly stood up. However, as soon as he stood up, he felt a sharp pain in his waist and fell back onto the chair.
At his age, he couldn’t match the resilience of the young. After the intense struggle earlier, he was now suffering from soreness all over.
“Ah—!”
Holding his waist, Professor Ma hissed in pain while looking towards the direction of the storage room. He said to Luxianbei, “Oh no, Luxianbei, hurry, go check if the bamboo slips in the storage room are still there.”
“I checked; the bamboo slips shouldn’t be lost…” Luxianbei began to say but hesitated for a moment and ultimately chose not to mention what she had seen when she burst into the research room.
The reason she had acted like such a cowardly mess when she dashed into the bathroom was due to a series of terrifying experiences moments before she managed to rescue Professor Ma.
…
Ten minutes ago.
Near Gate Four of Huacheng University, a taxi drove in from afar, seeming to do so intentionally, and stopped in a place out of sight of Gate Four.
Gate Four had no barriers. Luxianbei initially intended to have Uncle Zhang Shan drive in, but he insisted on not moving forward, keeping his hand near the taxi’s emergency button, displaying a defiant look that suggested he would call the police if she continued to talk.
With the fear of Uncle Zhang Shan actually calling the police and concerns for Professor Ma’s safety, Luxianbei reluctantly got out of the car.
However, before leaving, she felt it necessary to explain herself to Uncle Zhang Shan to clear up any misunderstandings.
“Uncle, we’ve met before. Have you ever seen me act in a way that would harm you? There should be a basic trust between people, right?”
Of course, there should be basic trust between people.
But the key question was, whether you’re even human was still debatable!
Uncle Zhang cursed silently in his heart and nodded to Luxianbei. He quietly shifted gears and drove off, the taxi speeding away like the legendary second-best driver in Huacheng, creating the illusion of a racing car that accelerated to a hundred meters in just three seconds.
As he watched the taxi disappear in the blink of an eye, the surroundings fell into a dead silence.
“Sigh—!”
Luxianbei let out a soft sigh and turned to walk into the school.
…
The moonlight was like water, casting a cold and desolate atmosphere over the cement road leading to Gate Four. The grass on both sides had grown to waist height, and it was unclear how long it had been since it had been trimmed.
The center of the road still had remnants of the white lines marking it, faintly hinting at the road’s former vibrancy as one of Huacheng University’s main thoroughfares, but now it was desolate and withered.
On the right side at the intersection, a rusted metal sign had fallen to the ground, and one could vaguely make out an Arabic numeral “4” written on it.
Everything before her seemed to silently add a terrifying hue to the legend.
An unsettling feeling of oppression floated in the stillness of the road under the night, as if it had merged into every breath of air.
Walking along the road to Gate Four, Luxianbei clutched a kitchen kn*fe tightly in one hand while holding two initial spring wind charms in the other, quietly praying to encounter the fabled headless senior sister.
She had chosen this route to avoid being checked by the security guards at other school gates, intending to take a shortcut to rescue Professor Ma.
But if she encountered an urban legend along the way, it might actually waste more time.
Of course, she could have taken other school gates. Ever since the nights had grown long, the guards had become increasingly vigilant, stopping unfamiliar faces for questioning.
If she were stopped, she definitely wouldn’t pass through easily. No amount of cuteness, coquetry, or playful banter would work, and she might even be detained.
These were all potential occurrences. Unlike being halted by security guards, encountering an urban legend was something she felt she couldn’t resolve. However, she had a bit of confidence in dealing with the person causing the problem.
So she chose to enter through Gate Four.
And then.
She encountered an urban legend…
…
In the research room.
Holding back his urge to interrogate Luxianbei, Professor Ma was pouring out antihypertensive pills from a box. Hearing that she had encountered the unfortunate girl from the rumors, both of his hands trembled, scattering pills all over the desk.
“Wait a minute! You really… encountered her?” He looked at Luxianbei with uncertainty.
As someone who had worked at the school for decades, Professor Ma was certainly aware of the various legends surrounding Gate Four’s main road.
Moreover, he didn’t just know them; he had personally witnessed the series of events surrounding that tragedy.
He remembered it was a rainy day and he did not know what had happened. He drove onto campus through Gate Four and saw many people gathered at the spot where the female student had been murdered.
Those people were holding various colored umbrellas, gathering near the bulletin board on the main road at Gate Four, obediently forming a long line in front of a large black umbrella.
Under the black umbrella was a photo frame containing a black-and-white picture of a beautiful girl, with a lovely round face that smiled, revealing shallow dimples on her cheeks.
The students lined up in front of the black umbrella quietly approached, placing flowers, dolls, and various trinkets that girls might like in front of the frame.
When Professor Ma saw that scene, he got out of the car, briefly asked about the gathering, then returned to his car to retrieve a bouquet he originally intended to give his wife and placed it among the various offerings.
In retrospect, that must have been the last time so many people gathered at Gate Four’s main road, shortly after which rumors about the headless female ghost began to spread, and foot traffic gradually diminished.
So when Luxianbei mentioned the urban legend wandering along Gate Four’s main road, Professor Ma had no doubt regarding its authenticity, as terrifying scenes flashed vividly in his mind.
After experiencing a series of horrifying events, he wanted nothing more than to stop listening.
However…
Once Luxianbei started talking, unless you pinned her down and beat her, she would never stop herself.
“Of course I encountered her! It was especially scary.” Luxianbei said, with a blank expression and a dramatic tone, walking over to Professor Ma and leaning on the desk. She attempted to get up on it on her tiptoes twice but failed due to her height, ultimately sitting cross-legged on the floor.
“Professor, let me tell you! The situation was like this…”
Professor Ma twitched his mouth, thinking, “Is there any way to make her stop talking?”
…
When Luxianbei walked along the main road of Gate Four, she initially encountered nothing strange until she reached the midpoint, passing by the abandoned bulletin board.
The metal frame around the old bulletin board was covered in repairs, and through the dusty glass, she could faintly see a notice posted inside.
The notice’s white paper had turned yellow due to years of wind and rain erosion, the originally bold black characters now somewhat faded with a reddish tint.
Luxianbei, just like when she encountered Gu Qiqi during the day, didn’t pay any attention to the bulletin board.
However, as she passed the bulletin board, her peripheral vision caught a reflection in the glass.
Her steps paused momentarily as she instinctively turned her head to look at the glass that resembled a mirror.
In the glass was a blurred outline of a tall figure dressed in somewhat familiar clothing, holding an umbrella—a large umbrella that completely covered her upper body—quietly standing across the street.
Luxianbei turned to look across the street but only saw an empty road and patches of sorrowful roadside weeds. She blinked in confusion. Looking back at the reflection on the bulletin board, she saw the eerie figure moving into the center of the road.
Luxianbei’s eyes began to sting slightly, and the fear of something approaching sent chills down her spine. She gripped the kitchen kn*fe tightly, ready at any moment to throw the initial spring wind charms.
At that moment, her peripheral vision caught another glimpse of the bulletin board, and she saw the reflection of the girl had come to her side, slowly lowering her umbrella.
The stinging sensation in her eyes intensified. Luxianbei turned around in terror and saw the horrific girl before her.
She was dressed in a bl**d-stained dress, her entire neck brutally severed, leaving only a thin layer of skin connecting her head to her body, resembling a rose with a broken stem.
That drooping head twisted around, its pupils shrunk to the size of a grain of rice, staring wide-eyed with a twisted smile, producing an incomprehensible sound from her throat.
“d*mn!”
The overwhelming fear left Luxianbei momentarily blank, and then she suddenly remembered why she found that ghostly figure’s clothing familiar.
When I had come to school early to experience the public bath, wasn’t it this senior sister that I encountered who turned around and ran away?
Oh my! I was brave just this once to save someone; do I really need to face this?
Forget it, I’ll fight her!
Luxianbei thought, hurriedly taking two steps back, firmly gripping the kn*fe in her hand, raising the blade slightly, ready to strike at the girl.
Just then, she saw the girl tilt her head, and with a roll, her head fell to the ground, leaving a dark red trail, and her body started into a full sprint towards the College of Arts and Literature Experimental Building.
“What the…?” Luxianbei was momentarily speechless, cursing internally, “She couldn’t just happen to take the same path as me, right?”
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In the research room.
“Wait a minute!” Professor Ma, sweating profusely, couldn’t help but interrupt Luxianbei again, his gaze drifting towards the kitchen kn*fe she had placed on the table.
“So you’re saying you chased after her all the way?”
Professor Ma imagined Luxianbei running wildly with the glinting kitchen kn*fe behind the rumored female ghost, and his mouth twitched involuntarily.
Luxianbei, “……” The professor’s interpretation was rather peculiar!
Though the situation indeed seemed to have played out that way.
“But…” Luxianbei paused, looking at Professor Ma with an unusual expression, “Actually, it was she who led me to your exact location.”
