Mysterious Revival

Chapter 1070 - 1036: Selfish People

If it were only the lighting on these few floors being affected, it couldn't be definitively considered a supernatural event.

But now.

A mysterious death has occurred, and the Ghost Candle's reaction is particularly intense.

This iron-clad fact told Miao Xiaoshan that a supernatural event was indeed happening here. Moreover, the ghost seemed to have just passed by her because, at that moment, the Ghost Candle's flame swelled, almost singing her hair.

After reaching this conclusion, Liu Zi and Sun Yujia were dumbfounded, staring blankly at Miao Xiaoshan.

At this moment, their thoughts seemed to have stalled, not knowing if it was out of fear or because the statement that a ghost just passed by them shocked them.

"The ghost has already left and is getting farther away. The Ghost Candle is returning to normal."

Miao Xiaoshan muttered again, "How could this happen? Those people didn't play any summoning games; everything should have been normal, so how could the ghost just show up? This is too much of a coincidence."

She was a little puzzled, feeling that things weren't that simple.

Ghosts don't just appear because they're supposed to.

Unless they were really unlucky and just happened to bump into a supernatural event.

But the probability of such a coincidence is too small.

"Unless someone intentionally led the ghost here." Miao Xiaoshan thought of this possibility.

Just like when Yang Jian was once targeted by the Ghost Door Knocker, a supernatural event broke out suddenly. Although the person involved didn't know it at the time, analyzing afterward provided clarity on how they could have died.

"Hurry, stop thinking so much. Someone has already died, and the matter is almost confirmed to be a supernatural event without a doubt. Quickly call your boyfriend, have Yang Jian come over to take a look. Let's leave here first; I don't want to be inexplicably killed by a ghost."

At this moment, Liu Zi was almost in tears.

She grabbed Miao Xiaoshan's hand, eager to pick up Miao Xiaoshan's phone and call Yang Jian directly.

"Not everything needs to trouble Yang Jian. He's busy. We can leave; don't worry, nothing will happen. The candle I have will last us at least half an hour, which is plenty of time to get out of here."

"You saw it yourself earlier. Even if a ghost passed by us, it wouldn't attack us. This thing is very effective."

Miao Xiaoshan wasn't that panicked. Although she appeared soft and weak, she was actually quite brave.

She probably grew stronger after experiencing the Ghost Door Knocker and the Ghost Painting incidents.

"We'll go down the stairs, leave here, and then I'll report the incident and notify the person in charge."

Miao Xiaoshan said, reluctant to inconvenience Yang Jian.

Because Yang Jian was still in Dachang City, this far away, by the time he came to assist, she'd likely have already safely evacuated.

"Then, let's hurry up and leave."

Liu Zi didn't argue, and with Sun Yujia supporting Miao Xiaoshan, they quickly left.

Miao Xiaoshan frowned as she limped; her foot had been twisted, making movement somewhat difficult, but it wasn't serious. Although it was a bit of a hindrance, leaving the place wasn't a problem.

Although the eerie green flame of the Ghost Candle looked strange, it provided a sense of security.

The two others edged closer to Miao Xiaoshan, hoping to be nearer to the flame.

They descended one level.

However, strangely, they did not find the corpse that had scared everyone away in the stairwell below, only a pool of blood on the ground.

"Where's the body? It seems like the corpse those people mentioned before... it's gone."

Sun Yujia spoke tremblingly while looking at the pool of blood.

"Shut up," Liu Zi murmured, "Just keep moving and pretend nothing happened."

She also realized the body had mysteriously disappeared but dared not dwell on it. They just wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. Despite the fear, they had to muster the courage to act and not succumb to panic.

Any small disturbance now could swallow their last shred of courage, pushing them into collapse.

Miao Xiaoshan said nothing, acting as if she didn't see the pool of blood, ensuring only that the Ghost Candle in her hand remained lit as she continued heading downstairs.

That corpse indeed wasn't there anymore.

It was on the other side.

Each floor had two fire escapes, one on the left and one on the right. The frightened crowd had turned around and were now running towards the other stairwell, hoping there wouldn't be any incidents and they could leave safely.

But when they arrived, they were met with an unbelievable sight.

The same scenario at a different location.

The body of the student named Yang Zifeng lay eerily in the stairwell, maintaining the same posture it had before, with its neck broken at an impossible angle. Its hollow, gray eyes stared toward the group, as if an evil spirit was watching them, refusing to let them leave.

"It's Yang Zifeng again. How can he be here? Wasn't he lying in the stairwell over there before?"

The student leading the way was instantly dumbstruck, consumed by terror, unable to move or think.

"The body moved; it ran from over there to here. It's a ghost, it has to be a ghost. Run, or we'll be killed by the ghost. I don't want to die!"

Someone screamed in a panicked state, their mind blank, only wanting to escape like a headless fly.

The reappearance of the corpse halted everyone's advance; some turned back, others fled in all directions, while some collapsed on the ground in fear.

For a time, chaos erupted.

Yet some kind of supernatural phenomenon didn't stop, as the lights flickered on again, only to go out shortly after.

In the dimness, their fears magnified infinitely, making it feel like there were ghosts everywhere, ready to kill them if they weren't careful. They all wanted to escape but didn't know where to go.

The elevator was out of service, and the stairway was blocked by the corpse. Nobody dared to rush past, fearing that approaching would get them killed by the ghost.

Yet amidst the fright and screams, not everyone was irrational.

"There's only one way to get out of here now, and that's to follow Miao Xiaoshan. She knows someone special who can navigate haunted places and survive."

Wan Hao and a group of boys huddled together, figuring out their next move. During this critical moment, the idea popped into Wan Hao's mind.

While it wasn't the best idea, many were in such a panic that independent thinking was out of their reach. At this moment, even scaling down the building might seem like a good idea to some.

"I ran into Miao Xiaoshan earlier. They were coming down the stairs before the haunting began, and Miao Xiaoshan was holding a candle with a strange green glow. It startled me. I overheard Miao Xiaoshan talking— that candle seemed to repel ghosts."

A male student quickly shared what he knew.

"Then what are we waiting for? Find her! Miao Xiaoshan might have already left if we delay any longer," Wan Hao urged.

Immediately, the group hurriedly turned around, hoping to quickly find Miao Xiaoshan and ask her to lead them out of the haunted area.

Once they had a clear direction, they moved swiftly. Some girls couldn't keep up and were left behind.

Someone cried, pleading them to wait.

But no one responded. This was a critical moment for survival, with no room to worry about others.

Forget girlfriends; even siblings might be disregarded in such a situation.

Even though going back and forth wasted a lot of time.

But when they returned to the stairwell again, it was really strange; the eerie corpse did not appear, leaving only a pool of blood, and Miao Xiaoshan was not far away, just downstairs, because that eerie green candlelight was still flickering, such a light was particularly striking in the dark environment.

"Miao Xiaoshan, wait for us, take us with you as you leave here." Wan Hao shouted.

"Please help me too, I'm begging you."

"Take me away as well, this place is haunted, I don't want to be killed by a ghost."

A group of people begged, hoping Miao Xiaoshan would stop and take them away.

However, despite their shouting, they didn't stop and hurriedly caught up.

Miao Xiaoshan had a sprained foot, so her speed down the stairs wasn't fast, and they did catch up with her. Soon, the group reunited.

"Wan Hao, how come you're not dead yet?"

Liu Zi gritted her teeth in anger, wishing that the ghost would kill this guy.

Wan Hao panted and said, "Sister Liu Zi, is this really the time to hold grudges? This building is haunted, we might lose our lives. Miao Xiaoshan, thank you, thank you for taking us with you. Once we're safely outside, I will definitely repay you all."

He was expressing endless gratitude towards Miao Xiaoshan, almost kneeling down to kowtow.

"Weren't you so tough before? Now you're scared?" Liu Zi said.

Miao Xiaoshan said, "Stop arguing, it's foolish to waste time now. Let's get downstairs and leave here quickly. If you want to leave together, then let's go together."

She didn't mind taking these people along, after all, staying here was indeed dangerous, and the Ghost Candle was already lit, rescuing people in passing was also a good deed.

Many people looked at Miao Xiaoshan with gratitude, feeling a sense of relief inside.

"Let's go quickly, don't bother with these people, if they want to follow, let them follow." Liu Zi supported Miao Xiaoshan to continue forward.

"I hope everything will turn out okay," Miao Xiaoshan thought to herself.

She looked back and felt something was wrong because the candlelight's range couldn't cover everyone, which meant those following behind weren't safe, and instead slowed down the pace, unable to leave here quickly.

"You people at the back, hurry forward, don't just follow behind, it's very dangerous."

Miao Xiaoshan reminded them.

But no one listened to her, nor did anyone move.

In times of danger, who would dare leave the group alone, you might run into a ghost ahead.

Seeing her words were useless, Miao Xiaoshan had no choice but to endure the pain in her leg, quickening her pace, hoping to leave here before danger struck.

However, they were on high floors, the tenth, eleventh, twelfth floor.

Leaving this building would take some time.

But at this moment.

The corridor lights suddenly came on again, as before, turning off and on in a pattern.

"When a ghost kills, it affects nearby lights, then the lights go out, and someone dies....."

Miao Xiaoshan, although rushing downstairs, didn't forget to pay attention to this situation.

Understanding the ghost's killing pattern could mean survival.

She like Yang Jian had also attended Zhou Zheng's class, so it was somewhat useful, and she was trying to learn from Yang Jian, analyzing the situation.

But in supernatural events, the hardest part isn't analyzing the killing pattern, but time is limited.

Even though the lights were on.

However, the candlelight from the Ghost Candle in Miao Xiaoshan's hand was slowly growing bigger, bigger,... as if indicating a fierce ghost was approaching.

And it was approaching steadily.

"The flame is getting bigger," Sun Yujia quickly reported.

"This means the ghost has followed us," Miao Xiaoshan said, "The more people, the higher the chance of being targeted by the ghost. I'm afraid this Ghost Candle won't support us for long, unable to safely get everyone out."

"Liu Zi, you hold the Ghost Candle, I'll notify Yang Jian, at this point we can only bother him, hopefully, he won't mind being disturbed."

After speaking, she handed the Ghost Candle to Liu Zi, then took out her phone to send a message.

Not making a call because there's no need to say much, she just sent a location and said, "I'm in danger."

"Liu Zi, I'll help you hold this candle, you just need to support Miao Xiaoshan properly."

Wan Hao took the opportunity to grab the Ghost Candle directly from Liu Zi.

Even a fool could see that this eerie candle was the key to survival, better in his hands rather than theirs.

When it comes to surviving, nothing else matters.

"You..."

Liu Zi couldn't do anything, and was instead pushed to the ground by Wan Hao.

"Wan Hao, return the candle."

"Don't worry, I won't take it from you; I'll return it once we're out. I mean what I say, but right now we can't waste time; let's go quickly, don't just sit there, get up."

Wan Hao said, then ignoring others, rushed downstairs.

The others immediately followed in a swarm, leaving Miao Xiaoshan, Liu Zi, and Sun Yujia behind.

"You bastard." Liu Zi genuinely wanted to kill Wan Hao at that moment.

Sun Yujia was also stunned, caught off guard by this change.

Miao Xiaoshan gritted her teeth, feeling things were spiraling out of control.

She underestimated the selfishness and darkness of human nature at this moment.

Taking a deep breath.

Miao Xiaoshan knew that the three girls had no way to retrieve the Ghost Candle, and there was more pressing matter to attend to, so she quickly covered Liu Zi's mouth and gestured for Sun Yujia to stay quiet.

"Don't speak now, the ghost is approaching, it might have followed us from upstairs. Without the Ghost Candle, if targeted by the ghost, we'll be killed."

Sure enough.

Just as she finished speaking, heavy footsteps sounded from upstairs, rapidly descending.

But the terrifying thing was, although the lights were on, no person was visible from upstairs.

Liu Zi and Sun Yujia shivered all over, their bodies tensed, fear drowned them in an instant, leaving them with only one thought in their minds.

The ghost really came.