"Lu Ping said, 'He, he's out...... the head teacher thought she was talking nonsense, and still asked, 'Where did he go?' He went downstairs...... ' The head teacher thought, it would be better to let Lu Ping follow this fantasy monster and see where it went, so that she would untie the knot in her heart, so a large group of people followed. They walked and walked, and in the middle of the night in the silence around them, they actually walked out of Chunshan Town, and finally, when they came to a lake, Lu Ping shouted, "He jumped down ......" to this extent, and it was impossible for everyone to continue to follow, so they had to go back to the dormitory to sleep. ”

Ye Yuhu really hoped that Bei Xiaodan would be so scared that he would hold himself at this moment, but Bei Xiaodan didn't have anything to do and was still looking at the teacher stupidly. So he hoped that the teacher would tell the story as terrifying as possible.

The next day, the school couldn't help but notify the relevant departments, and the police department sent several people to salvage in the lake and found a male body. It turned out that a few months ago, a boy disappeared in this high school, and the school and police personnel searched everywhere to no avail, and they didn't expect to drown here. ”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief: "It's only to this extent, isn't it too terrible!" Ye Yuhu was even more disappointed.

Liao Xuebing puffed out a puff of smoke, and the smoke wrapped around his face: "Do you know what lake that boy drowned in?"

Everyone couldn't help but glance at the lake......

"Right...... That's right, he drowned in Bibo Lake......"

"Ahh

"I was swimming this afternoon, and I always felt that there was a shadow dangling in the lake, and at first I thought it was a fish, but then Ye Yuhu and Bei Xiaodan suddenly sank, and I felt strange. Liao Xuebing's face was gloomy, as if he was afraid of the rest of his life, "When I went down to save people, I felt that someone grabbed my feet, otherwise I would have rescued the two of them with my usual skills, but this time, I always felt that someone was holding me behind and didn't let me float up......"

He said word by word, his voice dragged on for a long time, although they didn't believe in ghosts, but they were also unconsciously brought into the atmosphere and scared, "The teacher is really perverted, he actually said this kind of thing, what if he can't sleep?"

In the dreary night, Ye Yuhu thought of the events of the afternoon, only to feel strange and inexplicable, why did he suddenly sink into the water so suddenly?

Qiang smiled: "Teacher, you are really good at bragging, but you don't find it funny at all. I think we'd all go to sleep. ”

Wu Chunxing seemed to remember something, panicked, and said: "Teacher, are you mistaken? My father is a household registration policeman, and he used to say that a little girl died here more than ten years ago, not a boy. ”

Where did Liao Xuebing think that a story made up randomly and then involving Bibo Lake would make these boys not possess their souls, nodded and said, "Okay, whether it's a little girl or a boy, go to sleep." ”

After listening to this story, everyone felt that it was not much fun to continue playing, and they went back to the tent to rest.

A plate of mosquito coils was lit, the hustle and bustle slowly subsided, the bonfire gradually burned out, the dark clouds blocked the moon, and the camp was pitch black. Lao Liao got into his sleeping bag and was so tired from disciplining these naughty students that he fell asleep after a while.

Half an hour later, Liao Xuebing was half asleep and half awake, and in a daze, he heard the sound of scratching and pulling in the grass in the distance, followed by a girl's voice counting, "one, two, three, four, five, six......" in the silence of the woodland.

Liao Xuebing turned over and muttered, "Damn, these students are really restless and doing something again." ”

Not long after, the immature girl's voice sounded again: "One, two, three, four, five, six......" The voice was intermittent, ethereal and gloomy, as far as near. Liao Xuebing was so noisy that his heart was on fire, and he listened carefully, and found that this sound came from a long distance on the other side of the lake for a while, and then it seemed to come out of the camp for a while, which was really strange.

"Ahh Lao Liao began to feel a little uneasy, and Wu Chunxing's words inadvertently flashed in his mind, "My father is a household registration policeman, and he used to say that a little girl died here more than ten years ago...... "It can't be such a coincidence, right?"

"I'm probably really tired and hallucinating, so I'd better go to bed early. Lao Liao thought so, but the little girl's voice never stopped, how could he sleep?

Before going to bed, he drank some water, at this time he had the urge to urinate, he couldn't hold it, so he got up and went to the back of the tree to pee, he was pulling happily, and saw a white shadow floating behind the tree, the person was still in a trance, and suddenly I don't know who patted himself on the shoulder, he hurriedly turned his head to look, he didn't see anything, the nerves that were already very tense couldn't help but scatter, a numbness spread from the tail vertebrae to the brain, and quickly lifted his pants and drilled back to the tent, his legs trembled slightly.

Liao Xuebing is a person with a dual personality, sensitive and lonely in his heart, and he is usually easy to be psychologically suggested, so he has an unspeakable vigilance against unknown things, and if he is deeply guarded, he will be afraid.

He slowly adjusted his breathing, his ears were close to the ground, and when he heard a very slight sound of footsteps and snickering, he suddenly realized, and secretly felt a little ashamed, "Maybe it's a little trick played by the students again, how can there be ghosts in this world? Even if there are ghosts, should I be afraid? Lao Tzu is upright, and I have to retreat when I see ghosts." The little girl's counting voice was a little hard to guess, and it was strange that each sentence was the same intonation, speed, and interval as the previous one. As for what Wu Chunxing said, it was definitely something they had discussed in advance and put forward at that time to give themselves psychological hints. Because Lao Liao suddenly remembered that it was recorded in the archives that Wu Chunxing's father's profession was a decoration designer.

Liao Xuebing thought about it this way, and decided that the student was playing tricks on himself, so it was better to plan again. He ignored the annoying counting sounds, and Meimei slept for an hour, when he heard someone outside whispering, "Why is there no movement over there, teacher?" Go and shake his tent and wake him up, the tape recorder is running out of battery. Be careful, don't let the teacher find out. ”