Frightening Joke: Above the Mist-Chapter 334: Entering the School

"Alright..."

"Hmm..."

Bai Yanliang responded calmly.

"Uncle thanks you, Yanliang..."

Yang Wanlong’s voice came through the receiver.

"No problem," Bai Yanliang said calmly, looking at Allen Allan Poe, "But this is the last time, Uncle Yang."

Bai Yanliang voluntarily hung up the phone and looked at Xun Weimo, "Now, it’s time to talk about that note. What does Dark Abyss have to do with Bai Yanren?"

The shift in Bai Yanliang’s questioning caught Xun Weimo off guard.

After a few breaths, he looked at Bai Yanliang and said, "Let’s make a deal."

Bai Yanliang calmly stared at him and nodded, "Alright."

Before Xun Weimo could explain the deal, Bai Yanliang cradled the little black cat, and while leaving, he said, "If I meet her again, I will help you rescue her."

Watching Bai Yanliang’s slowly departing figure, Xun Weimo said, "I will also tell you everything you want to know!"

Bai Yanliang did not respond to this, disappearing swiftly into the darkness.

Xun Weimo quietly watched his silhouette vanish, inexplicably furrowing his eyebrows.

He felt that... Bai Yanliang seemed to have changed.

In the past, during conversations, he would smile politely and even say goodbye when leaving.

But this time, he had become like a moving rock.

Saying terse words, appearing unapproachable.

However, Xun Weimo actually felt a sense of authenticity; Bai Yanliang previously gave him the impression of perfectly replicating Bai Yanren: amiable, friendly, and sometimes even humorous.

But now, here, at this moment, he could feel it... Bai Yanliang was starting to be himself.

Xun Weimo didn’t know what had happened to Bai Yanliang, but being oneself is always a good thing, right?

...

It was about to rain again.

Bai Yanliang held the little black cat, looking at the pitch-black night sky.

He didn’t entirely trust Xun Weimo’s words.

No matter how enigmatic and mysterious his words were, Bai Yanliang’s feelings would not change.

Whether it was Fog Gathering or Fengquan Command Prison that Xun Weimo mentioned, they were just names.

In this world, there are no gods, no Buddhas, no masters of the underworld, nor will there suddenly be a divine being to save humanity.

Humans ultimately must survive on their own.

Just like Dr. Zhou mentioned by Xun Weimo, although Bai Yanliang didn’t know what experiments he conducted, he was seeking the truth in his own way, not relying on gods or ghosts.

The various unimaginable abilities of ghosts and monsters shouldn’t be, and cannot be, controlled by humans.

Like Dark Abyss, perhaps they... have already embarked on a wrong path.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Bai Yanliang glanced at the time.

It was already nine-thirty at night.

Now was supposed to be the activity time for the five-year-old Bai Yanren.

But... ever since Qi Nian stayed back in 2016, an unfamiliar emotion had surfaced in his heart.

That emotion still affected him even now.

And the biggest impact of it was his control over "him."

If Bai Yanliang was willing, he could even keep the five-year-old "Bai Yanren" confined in a corner of his mind forever.

Just like now, although Bai Yanliang was silent, his mind was vibrant.

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"But... I haven’t come out yet..."

"Go back."

"Oh..."

This simple conversation happened in his mind; Bai Yanliang was not particularly gentle to "himself."

"Meow—" The little black cat raised its head, its black and white eyes looking at Bai Yanliang.

Bai Yanliang remained silent, placing it on his shoulder, and whispered, "Are you scared?"

"Meow—"

Allen Allan Poe shrunk its neck down and mewled.

"...Don’t be afraid."

Although Bai Yanliang spoke comforting words, his gaze was chillingly cold.

Just like Xun Weimo’s feeling.

Bai Yanliang finally decided to stop playing Bai Yanren.

The real him was cold and uninteresting.

In a sense, as he gradually shed his disguise, he was indeed a potential dangerous figure.

After all... in Bai Yanliang’s heart, crushing a flower and killing a person were no different.

If Qi Nian had seen the real him, perhaps she would have kept her distance long ago and wouldn’t have... stayed in 2016 forever.

"Boom—"

A rumble of thunder echoed.

Quickly, a raindrop exploded by Bai Yanliang’s feet.

He hailed a taxi and said, "Eighteenth Middle School."

However, the middle-aged driver glanced at him and refused the fare.

"Sorry, young man, it’s too remote there, and it’s almost ten at night. I’m about to end my shift, you see..."

Bai Yanliang said nothing, got out of the car, and hailed another one.

"To Eighteenth Middle School."

The younger driver heard and his expression changed slightly.

He looked at Bai Yanliang hesitantly and asked, "I say, buddy, what are you doing going to that place so late at night? It’s one of Ye City’s four forbidden zones..."

Bai Yanliang didn’t want to waste any more time and discreetly pressed his phone against the driver’s waist.

"Drive."

The driver froze, and sweat quickly appeared on his forehead.

He glanced at Bai Yanliang through the rearview mirror, and immediately shuddered.

In his eyes, this young man’s gaze was terrifying, looking at him was no different than looking at a roadside stone...

Though crude, this method was effective.

The driver promptly started the car.

Bai Yanliang withdrew the phone, holding Allen Allan Poe and looking out the window.

The rain was getting heavier.

As he had said, helping Yang Wanlong was the last time.

Besides, this time he didn’t intend to return empty-handed.

Yang Wanlong held many secrets he wanted to know.

This time, he intended to make Yang Wanlong reveal all his secrets.

"Eighteenth Middle School," Bai Yanliang suddenly turned his head to look in the rearview mirror, "What happened there?"

The driver, who had been driving nervously, almost swerved the car upon hearing this.

"Te... ten years ago... an abandoned school, rumor had it... something dreadful happened... many students died..."

"What happened?" Bai Yanliang pressed further.

The driver swallowed, glanced again at Bai Yanliang through the rearview mirror, and stammered, "I... I don’t know exactly... back then, reports were scarce, and news quickly vanished, I... I just heard about it..."

Not being erased by a space like Fog Gathering indicated it wasn’t a supernatural phenomenon caused by an abnormal space.

Could it really be just a gruesome crime?

No, impossible.

The last time, Dark Abyss’s puppet controlled Yang Zhirong to walk towards Ye City Police Station, intending to blow her up under everyone’s watch.

This time, it was again Dark Abyss’s doing.

Compared to him, Dark Abyss seemed to have deeper hatred towards Yang Wanlong.

Bai Yanliang pondered the entanglement between Dark Abyss and Yang Wanlong as the surrounding lights and skyscrapers gradually disappeared, and the car slowed down.

"In front... there’s all grass, the car can’t go any further..."

The driver spoke cautiously.

Bai Yanliang looked up, and in the dim night with not too much rain, he could indeed see a dark cluster of buildings a hundred meters ahead.

But the eerie atmosphere was truly suffocatingly oppressive.

The driver was getting increasingly restless, not frightened by Bai Yanliang this time, but by the blood-scented... Eighteenth Middle School in the night.

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