Chapter 287: Video of Suicide

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Luo Han rolled his eyes and shook his head: "It's just a friend?" Shu Qian, you don't pretend, then how could he say let us take care of you?"

Xiaomin also nodded as if she were pounding garlic, "Yes, yes, Xiaoqian, you won't be cheating, right!"

As she spoke, she stared at her round eyes, "You think clearly, Shu Qian, although Lu Yihan is your former male god, but your husband Rong is already unparalleled in the world!"

Compared with Xiaomin's warning, Luo Han's eyes flashed, and he said, "Actually, I think Lu Yihan is better than you Rong Qi." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

I couldn't help but look at Luo Han.

Unlike Xiaomin, Luo Han knew that Rong Qi was not human, but she had always kept her promise to me and did not tell anyone about it, including Xiaomin.

I know that Luo Han has always felt that people and ghosts have different paths, so she said that at this time.

She must feel that compared to Rong Qi, a ghost, or Lu Yihan, a human being, is more suitable for me.

I was afraid that these two girls kept talking about Rong Qi, so I had to change the topic: "Don't talk about this, what the hell is going on with Zhou Cong?"

Speaking of Zhou Cong, who had just died tragically, Xiaomin and Luo Han's faces suddenly fell.

"Well, someone took a video this time. But if you think about it clearly, look at it again, this time it's more terrifying. Luo Han said with a heavy face.

I took my phone, and sure enough, it was a video that I had just uploaded.

The video starts playing, and in the background is the entrance to the library that we just saw.

At the empty gate, Zhou Cong stood.

Zhou Cong's whole state was very strange, as if he had been drained of his soul, just standing there stupidly, motionless.

At that time, it happened to be the time when the library was closed, and many people walked out of the library and saw Zhou Cong standing motionless, which quickly attracted the attention of the people around him.

Quite a few people stopped to look at him.

However, Zhou Cong just stood like that and didn't do anything, and everyone soon felt bored and left one after another.

When everyone left the library, night fell, and Zhou Cong, who had been standing, finally moved.

I saw him look sluggish, and took out a plastic bag from his schoolbag.

I was stunned.

Plastic bag?

What did Zhou Cong do with plastic bags?

Before I could think about it, I looked at Zhou Cong and slowly put the plastic bag on my head. Zhou Cong's strange behavior quickly attracted the attention of the people around him, and everyone stopped to watch.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Cong took out a lighter from his pocket.

I was breathless.

I suddenly remembered that when I saw Zhou Cong's corpse before, I smelled a very strange smell.

The smell was mixed with some other pungent smell besides the smell of burning flesh.

I'm finally getting it now.

That's the smell of burning plastic bags.

When Zhou Cong was doing everything, his movements were very slow, and as the camera kept getting closer, I could still see that his arms were constantly twitching.

It's as if he's resisting what he's doing, but he can't control his body at all.

My heart sank.

Zhou Cong's appearance is similar to Gu Zixin's when he jumped off the building, as if he was controlled by some invisible force.

Sure enough, this time the students in the school committed suicide one after another, which was strange.

In the video, the people around quickly realized that something was wrong and hurriedly stepped forward to stop Zhou Cong.

But it was too late.

only heard a click, Zhou Cong suddenly lit a lighter, and finally got close to his head.

In an instant, the plastic bag was on fire!

"Ahh

At this moment, Zhou Cong seemed to come back to his senses all of a sudden, screaming and trying to take the burning plastic bag off his head.

But his hand couldn't stand the heat of the flames, and he couldn't get close to the plastic bag on his head at all, and was said to have removed the plastic bag.

The people around hurriedly wanted to find a fire extinguisher, but when they found it, Zhou Cong had already fallen to the ground, letting out a terrible scream.

Swish!

Finally, someone sprayed a fire extinguisher on Zhou Cong's head.

But it was too late.

At the same time as the fire was extinguished, Zhou Cong finally stopped struggling.

He collapsed to the ground, motionless, only his charred head remained, and his features were burned to a blur, as if endless resentment.

I finally couldn't take it anymore, so I turned off the video, and the whole dormitory was silent.

"I'm going to make a call. I said that and walked out into the hallway with my phone.

I called Rong Qi soon.

Things in school are so weird, I need to ask him.

Don't want to, as soon as the phone was connected, before I could talk about my affairs here, Rong Qi took the lead in speaking.

"Shu Qian, we found that there seems to be some problems with the streamer furnace, I am renovating the streamer furnace at Rong's house, you can sleep by yourself tonight." โ€

I was stunned.

Have a problem with your streamer oven?

"I'm not at home. I said, "Something happened at school, I'm in the dormitory." โ€

"Something happened at school?" Rong Qi immediately said, "What's the matter?"

I opened my mouth to say that someone had committed suicide, but when the words came to my mouth, I suddenly hesitated.

I know that Rong Qi is busy with the streamer furnace now, but if I tell him about suicide at school, with his worried personality, he will definitely arrest me home and accompany me.

But I don't want to delay him in dealing with the streamer furnace.

After all, only by getting the streamer furnace right, can I travel back to the Song Dynasty as soon as possible, and can I investigate the affairs of the Ye family and Ye Wanwan.

The Ye family is in the dark, maybe they already know our plan, and they have a lot of dreams at night, and I really don't want to delay our rare opportunity because of me.

Thinking of this, I changed my tone and said, "It's nothing, since you don't come back tonight, I'll sleep in the dormitory?"

Rong Qi was silent for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll go back as soon as possible." Call you when the time comes. โ€

I answered and hung up.

At night, I slept in the dormitory, without Rong Qi's cold embrace, and I had some insomnia.

Since I couldn't sleep, I simply took out the book of occult arts that Rong Qi gave me before, hid in the quilt, and began to study by myself.

I've seen the glyph part now.

In fact, drawing talismans, as Rong Qi said, is just borrowing a yellow talisman and cinnabar as a carrier to exert spiritual power, and the most important thing is the spiritual power of the person who draws the talisman.

Rong Qi had given some yellow charms and cinnabar before, and I had always carried them close to me, so I hid in the quilt at this time and secretly drew a few, but I felt that the effect was so-so.

I was frustrated.

I found that I was really not talented in learning occult arts. But didn't Rong Qi say that my eight-character personality should be very talented?

What the hell is going on?

After I drew more than a dozen yellow talismans, because I spent too much spiritual power, the whole person was too tired, and finally lay on the yellow talisman and fell asleep.