My Iyashikei Game Chapter 195: You Reap What You Sow

Huang Yin could sense the dangerous presence that radiated off Han Fei, honestly, he was quite afraid of his friend but compared to that, he was even more afraid of being left alone. “Brother, please, let me go with you!” When Huang Yin said that, Han Fei already blasted down the stairs. The speed stunned Huang Yin again, “Wait for me!” Huang Yin stumbled his way down the steps, chasing after Han Fei. When he reached the first floor, there was another surprise waiting for him.

In the empty field before the education block, there was a child with 4 heads whose body was ballooning. Bulging black veins pulsated on his skin. The whole school could hear the boy’s malevolent curses. Huang Yin’s feet stopped involuntarily. After that, he quickly scuttled to a dark corner to hide. His body shook tremendously. The smell of blood lingered in the school draped in darkness. Pitter patter of unknown things moved in the dark, there was not one place which was safe. He wanted to call out Han Fei’s name but he did not dare to make too loud a noise lest he attracted unnecessary attention. The man who was abandoned could only stay put and pray that Han Fei would return soon.

Bang! The window of the classroom just behind Huang Yin shattered. A giant python as dark as ink slithered past Huang Yin. The undulating creature chilled the air around it. ‘What kind of monster was that?!’

Before Huang Yin could recover, a wall of horrible stench hit him. The security, Ol’ Lee rushed towards him. “Have you seen Teacher Han?”

The ghosts that lingered on Ol’ Lee stretched their necks as far as they could towards Ma Manjiang’s sons. They were all once victims of Ma Manjiang. They were too weak to do anything before but to attach themselves onto Ol’ Lee. But now that Ma Manjiang was in his weakened state, they could not wait to take their revenge. How afraid they were before equal to how crazy and cruel they were now. They would repay Ma Manjiang’s cruelty 10 times, 100 times back to the man!

The ghost faces contorted with hatred, the resentment i

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