Today is the fifth and final day of the Lyph Public Cultural Festival.

At the closing ceremony, the idol club will perform its third performance.

Before that, though.

The ghost investigation team that came out of the abandoned school building fell into thought, the pen fairy is like a person in a bloody drama, before he dies, he only says half of the words, leaving the other half for people to guess.

Twisted Spirits underground?

Actually underground?

"Is there some underground storage in the school? The Minister of Horticulture asked.

"Yes, there are several, and almost every building has underground warehouses underneath, but they are all old tables and chairs that are not very useful. Qin Jinxiu held her chin and thought for a while: "Let's find them one by one." ”

A morning passed.

The group rummaged through every underground warehouse, but couldn't find any trace of the Twisted Spirit.

However, their aggressive investigation attracted a lot of attention, and more people joined the investigation team to find the underground twisted spirits.

"Speaking of which, the underground, shouldn't it be a sewer? ”

Finally, someone still spoke out the proposal in public.

It's just that everyone deliberately avoided it at first.

After all, sewers ...... How dirty.

Eerie, dark, foul-smelling, labyrinthine.

There is also a ghost with a twisted body......

Sewer is undoubtedly the last option that everyone wants to face.

"I'll go to the archives and get a map of the sewers, and I'll come with me if I want to. Qin Jinxiu did things resolutely, quickly finished the boxed lunch, burped, and walked straight towards the archives.

"Eat quickly, eat and go together. ”

The ministers of small associations with goals in mind did not hesitate to choose to follow.

Ninety percent of the people who join in the fun stop there.

Not much.

They came to the entrance to the sewers, and others, such as flashlights, walkie-talkies, raincoats, gas masks, tool boxes, medical kits, video cameras, baseball bats, etc., were all in place.

After all, it is a society with all-round development of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics, and labor, and it is led by ministerial-level three-year students from all walks of life, so it should be prepared to perfection.

Qin Jinxiu put on a raincoat and a mask, and the rest took a flashlight and a baseball bat, "Let's go, follow." ”

About a dozen people went down the sewer together.

"Hmm, the smell. ”

"It's dark. ”

"It's so narrow. ”

A group of people hunched over their waists and walking through the sewers.

Kang Ping, a dedicated front-line reporter, is still talking to the camera: "We have now come to the sewers, including me, a total of eleven people, you can see, this place is very narrow, it is impossible to allow two people to walk side by side, and the height is only about one meter five, everyone has to hunch their waists, it is very laborious and uncomfortable to walk, but to be honest, this is also a very wonderful adventure, we will continue to move forward, go deep into the ground to find ghosts." ”

As soon as you enter the sewer, you feel like you're cut off from the heat outside, but everyone is still sweating because of their actions and nervousness.

"Everyone, keep up, remember to say what happened, make a good mark, don't get lost by then. ”

Qin Jinxiu did not forget to remind everyone.

Babbling.

Babbling.

As if something was nearby.

"Anyone......"

"Help me ......"

A faint shout came from the depths of the sewers.

Everyone paused, and their backs were cold.

Swallowing in unison, they continued in silence.

At this time, Qin Jinxiu already regretted it a little, it was impossible for normal people to hide in this environment, that is to say, the possibility of a real ghost was very high.

"This time, I'm going to help the ghost do propaganda again, hoping to give me money in my account. There was no turning back when he opened the bow, and Qin Jinxiu didn't mention returning, and continued to walk forward.

After a slow trek, about half an hour, the shouts in my ears became clear.

"It's so painful...... Why am I the only one here......"

The voice, the oppression, the resentment, the pain.

The people's teeth trembled.

This is special, it doesn't seem to be a good ghost!

Obviously, the other three are terrifying on the surface.,Actually, it's cute guys.,Why is this style of painting so ...... And what about Orthodoxy!

Suddenly the eyes are bright.

It seems that at a transit junction, everyone can finally stand up.

Eleven flashlights shone in all directions, large patches of blood, and in the center, a figure with long twisted hair.

"Help me ......"

Blood-stained, twisted figures lay on their sides on the ground, eyes staring straight at them.

"Whew. ”

Someone was already making a sound as if they were about to cry.

In ancient times, Ye Gong was a good dragon, saying that there was a person who particularly liked dragons, showing dragons in clothes, and carving dragons on wine vessels, and was known by the real dragon, so he went down to see Ye Gong, but Ye Gong was so frightened that he turned his head and ran.

The people who walked here were all mentally prepared to meet the ghost, but when they saw this scene, they were frightened and incontinent, frightened and sluggish, and scared to cry.

"Help me, help me......"

It was as if the limbs of the Twisted Spirit had been broken, and they could only squirm and move, leaving blood on the ground with every inch of movement.

The president of the chess club stood up tremblingly and wiped his sweat: "We heard your cry for help, how can I help you." ”

"Don't leave me, don't leave me ......"

Blood and tears continued to flow from the Twisted Spirit's eyes.

This scene suddenly shocked everyone's hearts.

Left behind......

"I'll take you out. The chess president gritted his teeth.

The fat on his face trembled, but he suppressed his fear and went up to carry the twisted spirit.

The hands that seemed to be broken were wrapped around his neck, and his hair hung down in front of him.

The chess president's face twisted wildly, and finally his nostrils gasped: "Let's go!"

"Real men. Kang Ping whispered.

Carrying a bloodied ghost on their backs, they set out on their return journey.

However, this time their speed was particularly slow, because the Twisted Spirit was heavier than they thought.

"Everybody comes one by one. ”

Someone took over the work of carrying the twisted spirit.

Eleven people take turns to replace them.

Since communication was not affected, everyone on the ground knew that they had found the Twisted Spirit and were in the process of bringing it out.

But.

It's three hours, but it's only half the way.

"It's half an hour in three hours, and the rest of the journey is finished in another three hours, people's strength is limited, let them come back." "Liu Chitose didn't know when he arrived and gave the order.

sewers.

"How can we, how can we give up halfway. "The president of the chess club had a hard time accepting it.

"But...... Who of us still has the strength. ”

Qin Jinxiu's face was tired.

This twisted spirit may be more than one hundred and twenty pounds, and I don't know if it's an illusion, the weight has been increasing.

They're just a bunch of high school students, and it's really hard in this environment.

Now let alone going out with the twisted spirits, it is a question of whether they have the strength to go out on their own.

"I agreed. The chess president clenched his fist.

"So, don't take it lightly, it can be more heavy than you think. ”

Qin Jinxiu smiled bitterly.

What a hardship this coolie had, contrary to the original plan

I don't know how to explain it to the president.

Look back.

The Twisted Spirit's eyes stared blankly.

The others were all pale and limp.

"Let's go, let the president send someone down again, it's really not okay to let the adults come, but it may be a waste of time to convince the adults of this. ”

Qin Jinxiu let out a long sigh and let everyone go first.

The chess president smashed the wall in a dejected manner: "Damn......"

There is a tiger in the heart, and the hands and feet are weak.

A sense of powerlessness and frustration fills my heart.

The group silently gave up on the Twisted Spirit, allowing it to wriggle on the ground and turn away.

"Can anyone help me......"

"Anyone......"

A faint voice kept sounding from behind him.

At the same time, standing on the rooftop, looking at Jiang Mo from afar, he couldn't help but say to himself: "Don't talk lightly." ”