Becoming a life winner from infancy-Chapter 447 - 357 Who wants to hear a ghost story?

"No, don’t tell ghost stories!"

When Lu Chuan, the senior, suggested telling ghost stories, two people at the scene had a rather intense reaction.

One of them was naturally Xia Nuo, who was being affectionate with Fang You in his arms.

The moment she heard Lu Chuan propose telling ghost stories, her eyes widened like large bells:

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"No, no! Don’t tell ghost stories! If you tell ghost stories, someone here has ghost stories that would scare people to death! Really, I’m not lying to you!"

Xia Nuo said this and came behind Fang You’s seat, wrapped her arms around his neck and started jumping excitedly, assertively telling everyone:

"This child in my arms scared many little friends in kindergarten into wetting their pants with his ghost stories! Almost every child in the class had wet their pants because of him!"

"Hahaha, really? Is that true?"

Xu Lingyi, who was nearby, became extremely curious upon hearing this, "If it’s really that scary, I must listen carefully. You You, tell me! You go first!"

She clung to Fang You’s arm and rocked it continuously, also putting on a very damsel-like demeanor and began to act coquettish next to Fang You.

The two girls were close and affectionate around Fang You, who indeed looked like a winner in life, making the boys nearby envious enough to grumble.

Aside from Xia Nuo, the other shocked person was a woman who appeared tall and dominant, seemingly supreme.

By now, the twilight had disappeared from the sky, and she, standing in the shadows, started trembling and convulsing, pressing her lips tightly and her face flushed redder than the sunset clouds, fixated on the boy who was pinching the girl’s cheek in his arms.

It’s back...

It’s back.

This familiar feeling...

It’s all back!

Yes, my lifelong nemesis—

My heart demon!

Although it had been many years, maybe six or seven years.

However, the shadow of that King of Cuties contest had never completely faded from Yue Yipei’s seemingly glamorous life.

Whenever Yue Yipei aimed for improvement, a handsome young boy would arise in her mind.

Despite being of such small stature, he always looked at her with those cold eyes.

She continuously used every killer move she could think of, repeatedly killing this boy in her mind, but this boy’s phantom kept popping up around her relentlessly.

At the same time, the surroundings also turned into that night’s scene.

That… night brimming with terror.

Back then, Yue Yipei thought she had defeated her heart demon.

However, it wasn’t really so.

The overflowing feeling couldn’t be self-deceived.

Instead, due to the accumulating lumps in her heart over time, they ultimately became the sinful fruit on her path of martial arts.

Her mentor, ranked third in the national martial artists, "Whirlwind Kick" Ma Lou, once commented on his favorite disciple:

"Pei, although your kicking technique is almost unrivaled among the younger generation."

"However, I can see that you still harbor fear in your heart."

"You lack the unstoppable, supreme aura, and will never be able to perform the strongest Whirlwind Kick in the world. That’s why your ranking can’t improve."

Master, oh.

How could I not know...

But when Yue Yipei truly faced her heart demon again, she understood what that fear was.

No, don’t...

Don’t go on.

Yue Yipei clutched the corners of her clothes, showing an expression of fear she rarely revealed in front of others.

She was trembling.

But it wasn’t purely fear.

It was excitement, an excitement that made her shiver.

Yes, at that moment Yue Yipei was contemplating a question.

What I couldn’t confront at age 9—could it really be that, even at age 16,

If that’s the case, will I never be able to walk out of this heart demon in my lifetime?

Yue Yipei felt this was an opportunity to change herself once more, so she unconsciously walked closer to Fang You.

Jiang Chao was also curious.

He thought Fang You was quite noticeable already at the winter camp.

Hmph, what kind of impressive ghost stories could there be...

"Jiang Chao, do you want to listen to this story as well?" Zhang Jiahao asked, "?"

"Me? I don’t want to listen... I’m not interested at all."

"If you’re not, then let’s switch seats."

"Okay."

"Senpai, Yue Yipei, why don’t you join us for the ghost stories? Just like when we were kids."

"I... I’d rather not, I’m past the age of being interested in ghost stories."

Yue Yipei said, "You all have fun, I’m going to use the restroom."

Yue Yipei said and walked towards the back room, but then suddenly turned around, crouched behind a pile of miscellaneous stuff on the platform.

From here, she wasn’t far from where Fang You and the others were, so she should be able to hear clearly.

Regardless, the trial of ghost stories, I still want to try... try again...

I... just to clarify, it’s not that I’m worried about something spilling out like when I was 9 years old.

It’s just that I’m the life guidance teacher at the winter camp, after all, and there’s still a bit of a teacher’s burden; different from Lu Chuan and Jiang Ping, getting too close to the students might affect my authority in their hearts.

So... so to say...

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Yue Yipei crouched in the corner, suppressing her wildly racing heart.

"I mean... do you really want to hear it?"

Although Fang You had no intention of terrifying the attendees of the winter camp, the thought of them screaming in fear excited him.

But his "Master of Ghost Stories" talent had not been used for a long time.

Times had changed. Now, aside from his talent, Fang You’s charisma had gotten significantly stronger. Combined with talents like "Convince with Reason" and other persuasion and aura-related talents, his ghost stories were unimaginably horrifying.

"Then I’ll tell a horror story in a more innovative form. I will tell a short story, and at the same time, I have a full version of the story’s plot. Please complement the full picture of the story based on the segments I tell, ask relevant questions, and I will provide answers with ’Yes,’ ’No,’ or ’Irrelevant.’ Listen carefully," he said.

Fang You paused before saying, "I hid in the closet, watching the police take them and me away, a smile appearing on the corner of my mouth..."

...

As everyone waited for the continuation of the story, Fang You suddenly coughed a few times.

"Alright, that’s the end of my story," Fang You said. "Please start filling in the story and asking your questions."

"..."

"..."

"That’s it?"

"It feels quite abrupt."

"It’s supposed to be abrupt because we need to fill in the gaps."

This time, Xia Nuo didn’t cover her ears as she usually did when listening to ghost stories; she was very curious about this novel approach:

"Hiding in the closet... But since it’s a horror story, it must be related to dead people," she said.

After thinking, Xia Nuo asked, "Are you an assassin?"

"No," Fang You replied.

"No, no, the story specifically mentions the police taking them and me away, and I’m alone; I must be the weaker party,"

Xu Lingyi added, "Proves I was also taken away, but how could I see myself being taken away?"

"You need to ask me questions, and I can only answer with ’Yes,’ ’No,’ or ’Irrelevant,’’’ Fang You added.

Xu Lingyi said, "Let me think... I’ve got it! My question is—Is your body intact?"

"No."

Fang You answered immediately.

...

?!?!

Upon hearing this, everyone felt a chill run down their spine.

"If it isn’t intact, then could it be—"

"Are you alive?" a boy asked.

"Irrelevant," Fang You replied.

"This matter is irrelevant?"

"Wait... what does ’irrelevant’ mean?"

"It means whether I am alive or dead doesn’t impact the story’s plot," Xu Lingyi pondered. "After all, I was taken away with them, and I even smiled in the closet, which is just like, just like..."

At this moment, Zhang Jiahao suddenly asked, "Then, is your head in the closet?"

Fang You: "Yes."

!!!!

[Jiang Chao feels goosebumps because of your ghost story! Emotional Energy +40]

[Morrici finds your story fascinating! Emotional Energy +10]

[Yue Yipei feels a bit terrified by your story! The eerie image of you smiling in the closet she pictured in her mind gives her Emotional Energy +155]

?

Is Senior Sister Yue Yipei also listening to my story? I didn’t see her anywhere.

Fang You activated his Breath Perception and then found her location.

Ah.

I see...

Although this story wasn’t entirely told verbally by Fang You, the Master of Ghost Stories talent was clearly having an effect, along with the unique storytelling style where everyone together searches for clues to fill in the full picture, creating a very tense, thrilling, and immersive feeling.

At that moment, Ke Lan suddenly asked, "Are you in your own home?"

Fang You: "Yes."

"This information seems crucial."

"Being killed in one’s own home probably points to a home invasion or murder of that sort."

The boys and girls started to discuss loudly, and then Ke Lan immediately raised her hand:

"It’s quite clear, I’ve figured out the whole story. The story goes: Several burglars broke in to rob and murder, you called the police while hiding in the closet and were discovered by them, then you were gruesomely killed, they dismembered your body, but just then the police arrived and arrested them, avenging your death, and naturally, you felt happy."

"But why would they dismember the body?"

"Perhaps it’s the criminals’ sick whimsy, or maybe it was a vendetta."

Ke Lan asked, "How about that, is my version of the story accurate?"

"No."

Fang You said, "It’s quite different from the original story."

"Impossible! The story I deduced from the clues is complete and makes sense; based on the available information, my deduction is absolutely correct!"

"This isn’t like typical murder mystery games; the most crucial point is that the clues are actually endless."

"As long as you keep asking questions, I will continue to provide information until your story roughly matches my complete story."

"I see... This is indeed a novel way to solve a mystery; I’m a bit intrigued now," Ke Lan seemed to become excited.