I've Transmigrated Into This Movie Before

Chapter 74

74: Trial of the Witch

The previous two videos were taken at home, they had lighter tones. No matter if it was Xu Yue or Lin Yin Yin, they tried their best to make themselves stand out in the light, so that Yan Qing would have a better look at the vivid expression on their faces and their abundant body language. But the third video was different—it was filmed outdoors.

The location was a school.

The sky was dark, the students had all gone home. A door to the classroom slowly opened, a figure which could not be seen clearly was walking into the room. The figure walked in the darkness and stopped by a wall, then they raised their hands and hung the item they were holding on the wall.

A light from a flashlight lit up her hand and the item she was hanging.

It was a photo frame.

The flashlight shifted onto the photo frame. There seemed to be a photo in it, but before Yan Qing could see what was in the photo, the flashlight had already shifted downwards onto the back of the woman's head.

All of her hair was combed back and was tied high up in a bun. This hairstyle made her look more strict and old-fashioned, it suited her loosely fitted black clothes, she looked like a nun from the middle ages.

"Thanks for your bouquet, Yan Qing." She said with her back to the camera, "The next one to get married was me as expected."

Clack, her phone fell to the floor.

Yan Qing's hands trembled, she stared firmly at her phone on the floor.

"Teacher Yan, what's the matter?" Wen Yu walked over and bent over to pick up the phone from the floor, he tried to return it to her.

Yan Qing unexpectedly jerked back. It was as if the item Wen Yu was holding was not a phone but a weapon that could harm her, a fire that could burn her.

"You don't have to introduce a prospective partner for me anymore, because I have already found the perfect partner at your wedding." A woman's voice rang out from the phone, it sounded like she was bragging and looking forward to the future. "Mr Pei...I will have a perfect love life with him, then have a perfect wedding—right in front of you."

She laughed softly, raising a hand to touch the photo frame in front of her. It looked like she was touching a real person who was hung on the wall and could not move.

"No..." Yan Qing suddenly covered her eyes, she said in a weak and pitiful tone, "No..."

"I didn't actually want to hurt you, I didn't think that things would turn out like this either. A photo, a rumour, almost everyone believed it, almost everyone joined in on this crusade. Do you think their lives are too boring? Or are they just too easily controlled by other people?" The woman shown on the phone said.

"Why?" Yan Qing suddenly erupted. She put down her right hand and looked at the phone—seeming to have forgotten that what she was watching was but a video.

"...There was no reason, maybe we did it just for fun." The woman shown on the phone laughed. "Your life is too easy. You graduated from a famous school, you have looks that stand out, you even married a perfect man. We wished you well at your wedding, but the truth is that I am jealous and I hate you. I stabbed you in the back once, the rest were done by other people, including the teacher from the dorm room next door and the male teacher who used to like you. There were also people who tried to defend you, but they would stop whenever we put them down..."

"So Yan Qing, whom do you hate the most?" The woman on the phone slowly turned around, "Is it me, Pei Xuan, or the people who forced you on the path of death for fun?"