Chapter 11
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All the statues in the art room had been smashed.
However, there was still no reaction from 'Ghost Stories on School'.
Shen Dongqing kicked away a piece of gravel on the side and tilted her head in confusion. "Did I guess wrong?"
Zhou Wenyan stuck his hands into his pockets. "Hmm … Maybe there are others."
Shen Dongqing found his next target and walked out.
Beyond the art room was a narrow corridor. There were many decorations, handicrafts, paintings, and statues.
The one closest to Shen Dongqing was a half-body statue. Its facial features were very lifelike. If one looked at it from a dark place, one might feel like it was looking at them.
Shen Dongqing stood before it and studied it. He felt something was off, so he reached out and pushed it to the ground.
A loud thud echoed in the corridor.
The statue fell to the ground and broke into several pieces. Looking at it, there was still nothing.
Zhou Wenyan squatted down and rummaged through the pieces. He pulled out a strange piece.
He tossed it aside with disdain.
"Here, found it." Zhou Wenyan patted the dust off his hands.
Shen Dongqing glanced at it and could see a piece of flesh stuck to it. It looked like half a head. It looked quite fresh, like it had just been removed from the body.
He moved his gaze away and looked at the row of statues in the corridor. He rolled up his sleeves excitedly.
"Now!"
When Fang Qi sneaked out, he was greeted by a corridor full of statue pieces.
He stepped over the debris on the ground and saw a small mountain of broken limbs. The smell of blood was so strong that he almost vomited on the spot.
When Fang Qi came over, he realized that the two of them were playing jigsaw puzzles excitedly.
No, other people were playing jigsaw puzzles, but these two were playing with dead bodies. They worked very well together.
Shen Dongqing tossed aside an arm. "It doesn't match."
Zhou Wenyan picked and picked in the small mountain and handed over another one.
Shen Dongqing accepted it and pressed it. "Now it's right."
It was clearly a bloody and horrifying scene, but why did it look so … harmonious?
Fang Qi shivered as he watched the two fierce men put all the broken limbs together.
After putting all the things that had fallen out of the statues back together, there were four more bodies in the corridor. Their faces could still be seen clearly.
Fang Qi stepped forward cautiously. Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a picture hanging on the wall and blurted out, "Hey?"
Shen Dongqing and Zhou Wenyan turned their heads at the same time.
There was a group photo hanging on the wall. It was a group photo of four students and an art teacher. They were all smiling brightly at the camera. Beside it were various awards and trophies. The winners were all art teachers.
Shen Dongqing lowered his head and looked at the four pale faces on the ground. Using simple logic, he speculated, "It seems that it has something to do with the art teacher."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a series of footsteps in the distance.
There was no need to talk. Shen Dongqing and Zhou Wenyan tacitly hid behind the pillars on both sides, blocking their figures.
Only Fang Qi was left standing there in a daze, not knowing what to do.
Before Fang Qi could find a place to hide, he heard the art teacher's footsteps getting closer and closer.
Standing under the sun, the art teacher looked even whiter, almost transparent. His footsteps were very steady as he slowly walked over. What he saw was the neatly arranged corpses on the ground and Fang Qi who was at a loss of what to do.
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