Chapter 1 The Slap

"Slap!"

A loud slap landed on Zhang Ziliang's face, leaving five deep red marks.

"Can't you be a little more obedient, a little more mature? Your mother needs treatment. She can only be with us when she's better. I didn't expect things to develop like this. I'm in pain too. Now, immediately, go to the principal's office with me to ask for leave and attend your mother's funeral..."

Zhang Ziliang was completely stunned by the slap. He looked at the man in front of him in disbelief. Then his face became strangely calm. He wiped away his tears and said coldly, "I'll go back to the dormitory to get some things, and I'll be right back..."

"What time is it? What are you getting? Stop dawdling. What great things can someone like you accomplish? Hurry up and come back. I'll wait for you in the security room of the teaching building..."

The man's roar echoed behind Zhang Ziliang. Zhang Ziliang paused, looked back at Shen Wei and Yang Chen in the classroom, and then continued to walk forward, disappearing completely at the entrance of the teaching building.

At this moment, Zhang Ziliang's father looked at his hand with a face full of remorse, as if regretting hitting his son.

"Was I too harsh on him?..."

Seeing that Zhang Ziliang hadn't returned for a long time, Shen Wei suddenly had a bad feeling. Just then, the bell finally rang.

Shen Wei and Yang Chen rushed out of the classroom at the first opportunity, but Zhang Ziliang was nowhere to be seen inside or outside the corridor.

"Where did Zhang Ziliang go? Did he leave this school?"

Yang Chen asked with some doubt.

"Impossible. This is just a temporal cut from the script. Zhang Ziliang can't leave this school. In the original final ending, Zhang Ziliang must have performed a blood sacrifice, opening some forbidden door. So he's still in the school now. He said before that someone in the wall of the dormitory was talking to him, but only he could hear it. So, those parasitic lines in the 505 dormitory were released by him from another dimension. Today may be the day he dies. Hurry to the dormitory..."

After running out of the teaching building, Shen Wei suddenly remembered something. The security guard in the teaching building had changed. The one sitting inside when he came out just now was the security uncle with glasses, who was Zhang Ziliang's father.

"If Zhang Ziliang has any special characteristics, such as being able to open the door connecting another world to the real world, then his father, his direct relative, may also have this ability. So, the sacrifice in the security room didn't end. He chose again, Zhang Ziliang's father. This is also the best sacrificial offering. Old Zhang Tou is just a smokescreen or a tool person to find sacrifices..."

Thinking of this, in order to ensure that the blood sacrifice was completely stopped, Shen Wei had to let Yang Chen go to the security room of the teaching building to watch Zhang Ziliang's father, so as to prevent him from making any unusual moves.

"Yang Chen, be careful. If there are any unusual circumstances, don't take risks. Go find the teachers for help. After all, we have lost our abilities now and are just ordinary people..."

"Don't worry, I know what to do..."

Yang Chen said with precocious maturity.

Shen Wei didn't dare to delay any longer and ran towards the 505 dormitory at a sprint to find Zhang Ziliang.

At this time, Zhang Ziliang opened the door of the dormitory and sat blankly on his bed, not knowing what he was thinking.

But a few seconds later, Zhang Ziliang seemed to hear something. A strange smile appeared on his face. He slowly walked towards the wall and put his ear against it, as if listening to someone talking.

"Mom, is that you? How can you be in the wall? What is father? Did father hurt you? I knew it was him, I knew it was him..."

"Mom, I miss you, really, really miss you..."

Zhang Ziliang cried against the wall.

"Come to the wall to find Mom! We will be together forever, forever and ever..."

The voice of his mother in the wall grew louder and louder in Zhang Ziliang's mind, full of bewitchment.

"Mom, how can I find you? How can I see you? Like this? I understand, I understand..."

Zhang Ziliang's face was full of excitement. He ran to his desk and rummaged through it for a sharp fruit knife.

"Found it, found it..."

Zhang Ziliang walked towards the wall with a look of infatuation, then wrapped the sharp fruit knife around his throat and was about to cut it hard.

The sharp blade cut through the skin and blood flowed out. Zhang Ziliang's smile became even more strange, but a trace of struggle appeared in his eyes. His arm trembled, but soon returned to calm. Just as he was about to exert more force, Shen Wei finally arrived.

He pounced on him and grabbed Zhang Ziliang's wrist to prevent him from exerting force.

But at this time, Zhang Ziliang seemed to be possessed, with extraordinary strength.

He threw Shen Wei aside and stared at Shen Wei with blood-red eyes, as if he wanted to eat him.

"You are also a liar, you are all liars. Gentleness cannot be exchanged for gentleness, and sincerity cannot be exchanged for sincerity. You all want to bully me. Approaching me is all for a purpose, right? I knew that someone like me would not have friends..."

Zhang Ziliang pointed at Shen Wei with a blood-stained fruit knife and shouted hysterically.

"A husband should have understanding friends, why care what others think in this world? True sincerity, gentleness and kindness should be given to the right person. If someone doesn't care about you, why should you care about their opinion? I admit that approaching you before had a certain purpose, but becoming friends with you is also sincere. I can prove it..."

Shen Wei said as he kept walking forward.

"You liar, what can you prove? Get out, stay away from me, it's none of your business, the wall is talking again, Mom is calling me..."

Zhang Ziliang's eyes became infatuated again, and he trembled again when he held the knife.

Shen Wei looked at the knife pointing at him, fearless, and kept walking forward. But Zhang Ziliang, with his strange eyes, had no intention of retracting the knife.

The sharp tip of the knife had already pierced Shen Wei's skin, and two or three centimeters of flesh had been stained red with blood on his upper body. But Shen Wei still didn't stop and continued to walk forward.

At this time, a fierce struggle suddenly flashed in Zhang Ziliang's eyes. But the voice in his mind grew louder and louder, causing him to fall into confusion again.

Shen Wei kept walking forward, the knife pierced deeper and deeper, until it finally disappeared to the hilt and stabbed into his abdomen.

At this time, Shen Wei also walked to Zhang Ziliang's side and reached out to hug him.

"True friends are not afraid of life and death and can stab each other in the back for each other. Do you believe me now? My friend..."

Blood dripped from Shen Wei's abdomen onto the ground.

The struggle in Zhang Ziliang's eyes became more intense. Finally, his eyes became clear.

"I'm sorry, Shen Wei!"

"There's nothing to be sorry for, welcome back!"