Chapter 284: Vision of Faceless Tian Bufan, and Class 18 of Group C? !
Chapter 284: Vision of Faceless Tian Bufan, and... Group C Class 18? !
Suddenly, Wei Shan's back seemed to appear in front of him, and his mind flashed with the image of Wei Shan surrounded by sky-blue steam in front of the other passage in the cafeteria...
"Wesan...?"
But the next moment, Wei Sang's shadow disappeared, and was replaced by the boss's figure!
The boss's originally slow movements suddenly accelerated at this moment, and Lin Yi still made a dodging movement under the subconscious muscle reflex...
However, this time, the boss's speed continued to increase. When Lin Yi appeared in the form of Asura's flash in the sky, her figure became blurred, and she suddenly burst out with an extreme speed that surpassed Lin Yi's flash!
She predicted the position where Lin Yi would dodge, and the moment Lin Yi dodged, she stepped on the ground with one foot at a faster speed, then twisted her body and kicked out a back kick, hitting Lin Yi's chest exactly the moment Lin Yi dodged and landed.
"Boom——"
Lin Yi couldn't tell at that moment whether the boss had hit him directly with his heel or with the forefoot. He had no time to feel it, and he couldn't think about these details at all...
At that moment, he felt a terrifying sense of oppression as if a mountain was collapsing in his chest. The overwhelming pressure was like being tied to a stone slab and breathing in the exhaust of an airplane...
In fact, at the moment of contact, he did not have any extra feeling - he only had the simplest sense of contact.
The next moment, he was knocked out of that state. The dim light, the cool and calm thoughts... all disappeared. His vision was stretched, and the lights in front of him began to flicker blurrily...
His entire vision became a line, and he felt like he was kicked away by the boss, flying and flying...about to fly to the end of the world.
Then, when he was in mid-air, the pain nerves in his body began to send feedback of pain to his brain...
At first, he felt a strange coldness, followed by a burning pain, as if his chest had been ripped open in the middle of winter and a piece of solid ice had been placed on his sternum...
He could no longer tell the difference between cold and heat. All in all, it was a stinging feeling that could not be described in words...
He seemed to be able to see the cracks spreading like spider webs, with his chest as the center, spreading out to the surroundings, covering all the bones in his body, and then spreading from the bones to the flesh...
"Is this... the same flying kick that the boss used to beat the cuckold?"
"Boss, you think too highly of me..."
Under the attack of severe pain, Lin Yi's consciousness gradually blurred...
He felt that his body was very light, floating like a kite with a broken string in the wind, floating and floating, floating and floating...
He felt the boundless pain gradually leaving him, and he felt a thin cloud of mist appearing around him...
He seemed to be in a cloud, the kind...similar to the clouds in his dreams.
"Dream……?"
"Am I... dreaming...?"
Lin Yi's head was dizzy, but he could sense that this was not real.
But the weird and absurd thing was that he couldn't even remember that he had just been kicked by the boss...
Gradually, he began to hear the sound of wind whirring in his ears, and along with it came the sound of iron chains swaying in the wind.
He felt his body getting heavier and heavier, and gradually, it seemed as if an invisible force was dragging his body down. When he felt his feet on solid ground, the thin clouds around him suddenly dissipated.
He found himself in the abandoned classroom, which was full of light and shadow and in a devastated state, and he was surrounded by rows and rows of broken bookshelves.
There was a huge and hideous hole in the window glass not far away, and the broken fragments looked like a bloody mouth full of fangs.
"Is this... the bookshelf section in the vision?!"
Lin Yi looked around in horror, but this time, the entire environment was more real than ever before.
【Lin Yi...】
【Take us with you...】
【Take us away... Let's go together...】
【Hahaha……】
The broken sculptures hanging by chains on top of the bookshelves kept shaking in the wind, making strange laughter, as if they were humming some kind of music...
Lin Yi found that his vision was moving uncontrollably, as if being driven by an invisible force to move through the bookshelf area.
In his ears were the rustling sounds of tattered newspapers swaying in the wind, the rustling sounds of the wind blowing through the bookshelves, the clanging sounds of the chains swinging constantly, and the eerie laughter of the broken sculptures...
Before his eyes were rows and rows of bookshelves flashing by quickly, and yellowed pages of books swirling in the wind one after another.
The pages rustled, and at a glance one could see that the pages were filled with strange language written in some unknown race, or perhaps written symbols between ancient cuneiform and hieroglyphics...
There are faintly visible strings of numbers on the newspaper, I don’t know if they are dates or something else…
He kept running, bumping into bookshelves from time to time. These old, abandoned bookshelves were obviously leaning over, but when he bumped into them, he could still feel a feedback as hard as stone, which made his body feel sore and numb...
"He" finally ran out of the bookshelf area, but the iron chain above his head was still shaking, and the broken sculptures kept laughing, as if saying that "he" would never get out of here.
When "he" rushed out of the bookshelf area, the scene before him gave him a great shock.
Behind the bookshelf area is...the lecture hall!
"This is still a classroom... not a library!"
Lin Yiceng once thought that the vision he saw was the library in Building D, but now it seems... not?!
Or in other words...is this vision credible?
If it is not a dream, it seems to have low credibility. It may be an illusion formed by piecing together various information elements from the mind!
The lecture hall was filled with pseudo-human students who looked like tombstones. They were deeply embedded in their seats, with their eyes closed. They seemed to have no breath and were motionless. They looked like they were dead. They let "him" pass by between the chairs without any reaction...
"He" ran down the stairs and ran to the door of the classroom. The strange wind followed him like a shadow, bringing more and more sounds.
"He" was already far away from the broken window, but the whistling and rushing sound of the wind did not decrease but increased.
[Where are you going...]
[You can’t leave…]
[Come back... take us away...]
【Take us away...】
[Hehehe…hahaha…]
【Hey hey hey...】
"He" ignored the ridicule of those broken sculptures, opened the door of the classroom and rushed out! The moment he opened the door, Lin Yi looked back for some unknown reason -
It’s a classroom, so there’s a door number!
He wanted to see which classroom this was!
However, when his eyes fell on the doorplate, a creepy, cold feeling of terror instantly spread from the bottom of his heart, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
I saw that the doorplate clearly read:
「Group C Class 18」
"'Class C 18'...?!"
“Where, where is this…?!”
Lin Yi quickly turned his gaze and focused his attention from the corridor's support wall to the outside, only to see a thick layer of clouds like a thick quilt outside the teaching building.
The floor where Class 18 of Group C is located has actually penetrated into the clouds!
This teaching building is isolated in the clouds, with nothing around it, but it seems that there are higher floors leading to some unknown world.
At the end of the corridor, light shines through the mottled windows, casting distorted shadows, like the shadows of monsters in ancient mythology, lurking in every dark corner.
On the walls of the corridor, mottled lime is exposed under the peeling wall powder, and the traces of erosion by time seem to reveal the secrets built into the wall...
The swirling air was filled with a damp, musty smell, mixed with a faint smell of rust and decay, which made people think of a shipwreck in the deep sea, or a forgotten library in ancient Europe built on the coastline...
Whenever the wind blows, low whimpers can be heard in the corridor, like the wailing of countless souls, or the whispers of ancient gods.
The mist flowed slowly in the corridor, sometimes condensing into blurry human figures, and sometimes dispersing, leaving only a hazy nothingness.
At the end of the corridor, there seems to be a half-open door. The door is hidden in the mottled dividing ridge of light and shadow, as if a faint light is shining through a certain area behind the layer.
The light was not warm, but rather strangely cold, as if it was the entrance to another world.
Everything behind the door is unknown, full of temptation and danger, making people want to find out but also feel fear and terror.
After escaping from the abandoned classroom, the entire corridor that "he" faced seemed like a corner forgotten by time, full of an empty, eerie, and indifferent atmosphere, and the kind of feeling that goes straight to the depths of one's soul, stirring up the desire to explore the mystery in one's heart, yet exuding an indescribable terror.
Here, every stone slab and every crack seems to hide ancient secrets...
“Is this…is this still a teaching building?!”
Lin Yi tried to find the pendulum clock and try to determine the time, but he felt that "he" was about to move, so he put all his efforts into the crack of the door, and while the shabby door was still open, he looked at the top of the dilapidated blackboard...
I saw a shocking crack on the wall where the paint had been corroded and peeled off by the strong wind, as if it had been hit by some invisible hand holding a huge object.
In the very center of the crack, a broken, rusted pendulum clock was beating its pendulum weakly.
But its time has completely stopped moving. The trembling pendulum is like the last breath hanging in the mouth of a half-dead person, vague and intermittent, but hanging on tightly.
Suddenly, Lin Yi began to hear a "clang clang clang" sound that did not belong to this world - the sound of a train passing by closely.
When this sound appeared, everything he saw in front of his eyes began to flash rapidly.
As his vision continued to flicker, a series of intermittent images appeared before his eyes, just like a person walking in a corridor with flickering lights. Every time the lights came on, he would find that he had moved forward a little, but due to the existence of darkness, the originally continuous images were cut into pieces and scattered...
His vision gradually appeared in front of the men's bathroom...
"He" turned on the tap with shaking hands and began to wash his face...
【Lin Yi...】
[Lin…Yi…]
He seemed to hear the sound of iron chains shaking above his head. He slowly raised his head and saw that the corridor was also full of broken sculptures. The places where incandescent lamps should have been were all broken sculptures hung by iron chains...
【Lin Yi...】
He seemed to hear a voice coming from the front...
He realized that the voice came from the mirror, so he raised his head tremblingly...
The self in the mirror is a bald head without any facial features!
The faceless self, with facial muscles moving and mouth opening and closing, was covered by the mask, leaving only an "O" shaped mouth...
Lin Yi felt a chill in his spine. He was already extremely cold and felt as if his spine had been pulled out, thrown into ice water for three days and three nights, and then put back into his flesh and blood...
That speechless, indescribable feeling of terror was icy and chilling, so cold that it seemed to freeze his bones, and made him feel deeply suffocated.
"He" washed his face frantically... After an unknown amount of time, he looked at the mirror again.
Finally, a human face with facial features appeared in the mirror, but that face was not his own, but...
Tian Bufan.
"Tian... Young Master Tian...?!" Lin Yi's heart was shocked, as if he had thought of something, "This... could it be Young Master Tian's vision?!"
“He… Is he exploring the areas above the 5th floor of the teaching building…?!”
"But... that's not right. Why..."
Why do those sculptures call him by his name - "Lin Yi" instead of "Tian Bufan"? !
The brief lucidity brought by thinking immediately diluted the boundless fear that was about to dominate him the moment before. Gradually, the vision in front of his eyes began to flicker from black and white to flickering between two different perspectives...
He saw the abandoned, dilapidated school building for a while, and then he saw the school building where he was originally...
He heard the sound of the broken statue hanging by chains, the strange calls, the sneers, and the sharp sound of the swirling wind, but he could not hear anything clearly. There was only that kind of absolute peace...
He seemed to see the corridor lights, incandescent lamps hanging from the ceiling, quietly emitting soft light...
However, in that incandescent lamp, he seemed to see some unusual and somewhat dazzling light, like...LED light?
Just when he was in a trance and confusion, his ears seemed to hear a distant, urgent call in the midst of the noise and absolute silence...
“Lin Yi…”
(End of this chapter)