This Actor Is Full Of Tricks

“… …”

The sudden change silenced the chattering old man, who subtly shuffled towards the corner of his raincoat.

Are the strong ones always weak-looking on the outside?

This living person is like that, and so is that Xiao Ming. It seems that I am the only one in the world who is consistent inside and out—looking weak, and actually being weak.

Lin Jue walked over and patted Xiao Ming on the shoulder. This child must have experienced intense fear and despair before he died. These emotions occupied his mind even after death, keeping him in a state of constant anxiety.

Thinking about it, being beaten to death by one's own mother is something no one could accept.

“Can… can I not fight anymore… I’m scared…” Xiao Ming looked up at Lin Jue, tears welling in his eyes.

“The mist is full of dangers. This is a place that eats people without spitting out the bones. If you always act timid, the others will only see you as an easy target to manipulate.”

Lin Jue rarely spoke so sincerely. He saw a shadow of Liao Fan in Xiao Ming, but the latter was already learning how to face his fears and step out of the shadows of the past.

“I know a child who, like you, was abused by his own father, causing him to be constantly afraid of adults, but he is slowly coming out of it now.”

“Simply avoiding, fearing, and being afraid will only breed more and more in your heart. By then, even if the enemy doesn't kill you, you will kill yourself.”

Speaking of this, he sighed, thinking of Bi Zheng, who was trapped in the quagmire of the past.

Xiao Ming stared blankly at Lin Jue, feeling that this teacher seemed to have experienced a lot.

As the raincoat swayed, Xiao Ming's body slowly dissipated. At the same time, Lin Jue shook the old man out: “Old man, it’s time for another midnight snack.”

“I just digested a little… eating again…” The old man grumbled, but he wasn't as resistant as before. He was gradually adapting.

Lin Jue stared at the old man devouring the resentment. Unfortunately, his appetite was too small, and it took him half a day to digest just one. The previous ingredients could only be wasted, and he couldn't keep dragging the strange corpses around.

After the old man returned to the raincoat, Lin Jue headed towards the triggering point of the next ghost story.

[The Corridor Where You Can't Look Up]

This ghost story was located on the second floor of the junior high school section. The teacher who was swallowed was killed in that corridor.

“Can't look up? Does that mean that to trigger the ghost story, you have to look up?”

Lin Jue stopped outside the junior high school section. The three-story building stood in the darkness of the mist, the brown bricks resembling flowing dark bloodstains. The school was even more eerie at night than during the day, and lurking within were ghost stories that could ignore the rules.

Entering the building, Lin Jue first took a look at the first grade. The strange corpses he had killed before had already begun to rot. The school rules clearly stipulated that after violating the rules and being killed, the corpses could only be handled by the person who killed them, so the students dared not touch these corpses.

Going up the stairs to the second floor, Lin Jue directly raised his head and walked into the corridor step by step from the stairwell.

His speed was very slow, and every step he took made a loud noise, as if to tell the ghost story lurking in this corridor that food was being delivered to its door.

However, when he walked all the way to the end, nothing appeared.

“Strange, could it be that you really shouldn't look up?”

“Listening to the name, it feels like you'll encounter a ghost story if you look up, so it gives people a language trap where they only dare to look down. This is a scam; it's actually trying to trick you into looking down, and as soon as you look down, it'll pop out and give you a face-to-face kill?”

Lin Jue thought, walking back from the end. This time, he lowered his head and stared at his feet.

But still nothing happened.

Could it be that the ghost stories here have already been cleared by the school's teachers and students?

To confirm, Lin Jue called out Xiao Ming and asked, “You and these ghost stories come from the same place. Can you sense its existence?”

Xiao Ming hugged his head and felt for a while: “It’s faint, I feel like it shouldn’t be here anymore.”

Then it should have been cleared.

Lin Jue sighed regretfully, which meant one less source of information.

Walking out of the junior high school section, Lin Jue looked at the senior high school section across the way. The outline of that teaching building was looming in the mist. There was the principal's office, which could be said to be the most terrifying place in the school.

Lin Jue really wanted to explore the principal's office, but the school rules stipulated that no one could enter the principal's office without the principal's permission, which was as much of a taboo as taking action privately.

Before figuring out the source of that mysterious power, Lin Jue didn't want to violate the rules without authorization.

According to the information he had learned, there were now seven ghost stories in the school. He had cleared three, taken one, and one had disappeared, leaving two remaining.

The dormitory door that couldn't be closed and the sixth floor of the dormitory.

These two ghost stories were both in the boys' dormitory, but when Lin Jue walked over, he found that the dormitory door was already closed.

Helpless, Lin Jue could only return to the infirmary first. Everything would have to wait until tomorrow night.

… …

The next day, before class in the afternoon, a teacher came to the infirmary to tell Lin Jue that Director Zheng was looking for him.

Lin Jue was not surprised at all that the director would be looking for him. He had killed so many students in class last night; it would be strange if the other party didn't look for him.

But it didn't matter anyway. He hadn't violated any school rules. On the contrary, he was strictly enforcing the school rules and helping the school clean up naughty students.

This kind of behavior should be rewarded.

When he arrived at the director's office, he politely knocked on the door first: “Director, may I come in?”

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“Come in.” Compared to yesterday, the director's voice was a bit colder, and it was clear that the other party was very angry.

Pushing open the door, Director Zheng's face was hidden in the darkness. The candle on the table was burning fiercely, and every face was making painful roars.

Lin Jue pulled a chair and sat down opposite him, completely ignoring the other party's expression, and pretended to be puzzled: “Director, what's the matter?”

“What did you do yesterday?” Director Zheng's face stretched out from the darkness, black blood dripping, and he looked murderous.

A whole class! Half of them died in one class. This was something that had never happened since the school had gotten on the right track.

Although they could be killed for violating school rules, this was too much. Originally, they could have lasted for several rounds of the game. If they continued to be killed like this, they probably wouldn't even last one round.

Even if a large portion of the school's students would eventually die, it shouldn't be so soon.

“Did what?” Lin Jue was taken aback: “I was just teaching class seriously. The first-grade students respected me so much. They were all listening to the class properly. Their evaluations of me were all pretty good.”

The evaluations were all pretty good!?

Director Zheng was so angry that he slammed the table: “If it hadn't been for the fact that climbing over the wall would have triggered the school rules and caused that person to take action, those students would have wanted to escape! You killed more than a dozen students, and you're telling me you were teaching class seriously?”

That one?

Which one?

Are they talking about the principal?

Lin Jue adhered to the principle of asking questions when he didn't understand and directly asked: “Director, who are you talking about? Is it the principal?”

The director realized that he had let something slip, and his arrogance instantly diminished a lot, and he retracted his head: “It's none of your business.”

This reaction showed that that person was not the principal, but something else.

“Director, it was they who violated the school rules first. I am fully qualified to punish them. Isn't this the school's unspoken rule?”

“Didn't I say it when I joined the job before that I would definitely be a good teacher who strictly abides by the school rules?”

Lin Jue looked serious, as if he were really a dutiful teacher, and he asked: “If it were you, Director, would you take action against students who violated the rules?”

Director Zheng was silent, his face flickering, because Lin Jue was indeed right. Those students violated the rules themselves first, and any teacher would not be able to resist taking action and devouring them.

But you're too obedient to the rules, aren't you!?