Walking to the fourth desk on the right against the wall, I looked back, and yes, this is the position I was familiar with when I went to school, and it felt comfortable to look at the blackboard from this position. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I touched it with my hand, there was thick dust on the desk and chair, I took the flashlight and found a book in the desk, I took out the book from the inside, and dusted off the cover with my hands, this is a sixteen-page book, the cover is blue, and the material of this book should not be officially released, just like the tutorial materials and workbooks of many schools, it is printed and bound by the school itself, and the cover is printed with "Mechanical Foundation" and "State-owned 771 Factory Secondary Vocational School" printed below It seems that this school used to be a secondary school run by the 771 factory.

I opened the cover of the book, and in the lower right corner of the second page of the book, my name was written "Guo Xiangdong"! When I saw this signature, my hands couldn't help but tremble a little. The position and handwriting of this signature are the same as what I am used to, what is going on? The position of the signature, as well as the handwriting of the handwriting, these are all in line with my habits, I tried to search my memory, my high school was attached to the Beijing University of Technology, and then I was admitted to the University of Science and Technology Beijing with excellent grades, from primary school to university, I have never had the experience of going to school in Beijing, let alone in a factory in Xi'an, I have never learned any mechanical foundation, but from the traces left in this classroom, I did take classes here, my mind has been completely confused, I can no longer tell whether I have really studied in this school before。

Just as I was in a state of thought and confusion, suddenly, I heard a voice, "Bell...... The bell ......", the voice sounded low and long, as if someone was constantly plucking the strings of a guqin, and in this silent and dark classroom, every sound went straight to the heart.

I was immediately awakened from my thoughts, what kind of sound is this? The sound of this guqin has no melody, but seems to be a random plucking of strings one string at a time, and it is this random plucking that makes the sound of the qin seem to be vague and unlike, as if it is far and near, and it seems even more strange and elusive.

My heart immediately tightened, thinking of the five big red words on the blackboard, "It's coming, run!", could it be that "I" who took classes here more than ten years ago gave me a warning to myself, is there really danger coming?

I put the book I took out of the desk into my bag, then took out the half of the brick that I had just put back in the bag after smashing the lock, held a flashlight in one hand and a brick in the other, and tiptoed to the door of the classroom to listen.

The sound of the piano came from the hallway, and it was supposed to be in a room in the building. I gently and little by little pulled the classroom door open, and the sound of the piano became clearer, as if it was coming from downstairs. I dodged out the door, yes, it came from downstairs.

I took the flashlight and followed the sound of the piano, and walked downstairs step by step.

Downstairs, the sound of the piano came from a room on the right side of the corridor, and I walked gently in that direction, getting closer and closer to the sound of the piano, and came to the third room at the end of the corridor, from which the sound of the piano came from. The door of the room was ajar, and there was a "bell" from inside...... The sound of the guqin with a bell ......".

I held my breath outside the room and listened, then gently pushed open the door with my hand holding the brick, poked my head in, and shone my flashlight into the room to check.

I was stunned by the scene in the room, this is also a windowless classroom, with a lectern and desks and chairs, and at the back of the classroom, there is a long table, on the long table is a guqin, I saw a woman in white clothes, long hair shawl is playing the guqin with her back to the classroom door.

In the darkness, the white dress was so dazzling, the long black hair was reflected by the flashlight like satin, the woman in white moved slowly, her face could not be seen, and she was plucking the strings one by one.

I was stupid, "Damn, isn't this the scene I've seen in a martial arts movie or a ghost movie, how the hell was I touched it today, how could this woman in this abandoned factory sit alone in this dark classroom and play the piano in the middle of the night? Is it a person or a ghost? According to the plot of the movie, it is often the woman in white who turns her head to a pale face with no facial features or bleeding from seven orifices......"

Before I could finish my thoughts, the sound of the piano stopped, and the surroundings instantly became silent and abnormal, my heart chuckled, thinking, it was time to turn my head, sure enough, the woman turned her head slowly, in the silent black hole in the corridor, I could only hear my nervous breathing and heartbeat, I imagined that I didn't know what kind of terrible face I would see, and the hand holding the brick unconsciously tightened more and more.

To my surprise, the woman turned her head, and what I saw was neither a face with no facial features, nor a pale face with bleeding from seven orifices, but a face of great beauty, a face of surprising beauty, a pair of big watery eyes staring at me, and I couldn't help but be stunned.

This face is so beautiful, but the reason why I am stunned is not because of the beauty of this face, but because I seem to have seen this face somewhere.

"Where have you seen it?" I thought to myself, and soon I remembered, by the way, a few months ago, when I sold the Jade Buddha to me by claiming to be Lao Guo and (later I learned that it was Lao Zhang), in order to make me believe, I wrote an address, and Zhang Meng and I went to find out why the Jade Buddha would use the Xixia script to engrave my name a thousand years ago, so we went to find out that it was a fake address, and when I saw that it was Prince Gong's Mansion, Zhang Meng thought that he couldn't run in vain, looking forward to what "adventure" he could encounter , I pulled me into Prince Gong's mansion, and saw a beautiful woman in a white Chinese coat in front of a group of tourists in front of the second door, the beauty is out of the ordinary, Zhang Meng likes to see beautiful women, so I took my mobile phone to take a photo, after returning home, Zhang Meng asked me to send him the photo, as a result, I opened the photo in the mobile phone and saw that Zhang Meng had a pair of black handprints on his neck, as if he was about to pinch his neck, and the beauty behind him turned into a wrinkled old woman, staring at me viciously outside the photo, I quickly deleted this photo。

As for why the photo had such a terrible change, I still can't figure it out, and I can't delve into it, maybe it's because I listened to the ghost story of Prince Gong's Mansion and was nervous, but the appearance of the beautiful woman I saw in Prince Gong's Mansion left a deep impression on my mind, because she was so beautiful that people will never forget. Today, I saw this woman sitting in the classroom playing the guqin and wearing a white dress turned out to be the same woman I met by chance in Prince Gong's mansion! What the hell is going on? Is there really a ghost in this world?

I thought to myself, I couldn't take my eyes off the face of the woman in white, but looking at it, the face suddenly changed strangely, only to see that the beautiful face began to wrinkle, more and more wrinkles, the corners of the eyes began to go down, and eye bags appeared, the cheeks began to shrink, the cheekbones began to protrude, the eye sockets began to sink deeply, and after a while, the wrinkles covered the face, and the hair became gray, where else was there a beauty, she had become a wrinkled old woman, and a pair of resentful eyes were staring at me viciously!

I couldn't close my mouth in amazement at this strange change, but before I could react, the face began to change again.

I saw that white hair began to slowly appear on the wrinkled face, which was very short at first, gradually lengthened, the eyeballs began to protrude, the bridge of the nose began to sink, the cheeks were deeper, the mouth was getting longer and longer, the nose was getting sharper and sharper, the ears were gradually getting longer, the hair was gradually shortening, and after a while, the face had become not a human face at all, but a fox's face, a fox face with snow-white white hair!

"Damn, what the is this?", I thought to myself, "Is this what the taxi driver said about fox fairies? Is there really a fox spirit in this world?" Before I could finish thinking about it, I saw a white light flash from the white clothes, shooting straight at me from the back of the classroom, I said "Mom", I didn't see what it was, picked up the brick in my hand and smashed it at the thing, turned around and ran.

Although I was stunned by the sudden change in that face, when I realized that something was coming at me, my instinct only told me one thing, and that was "Run!", and then I realized that people can really run faster than rabbits in a hurry, and I jumped out of a dozen meters in a few arrow steps, and ran straight in the direction of the building door.

It took me less than three seconds to jump to the door of the building, but I was stunned by the sight in front of me.

I didn't have much to think about it, I felt like the thing was chasing after me, and I instinctively turned and ran upstairs, and I took three or two steps up the stairs.

After running upstairs, I ran straight into a classroom across the stairs, closed the classroom door with my hand, pulled a desk to block the classroom door, leaned on the desk blocking the door and gasped for breath, my heart beat violently, after two or three minutes, there was no movement, "Didn't that thing catch up?" I thought to myself, and I shone a flashlight on this classroom, and it was the same classroom I had entered with writing on the blackboard, and this classroom had no windows, and this building was a place, not only did it have no windows, but it didn't even have a door, and I felt like I was trapped in a concrete grave.

After a while, I calmed down a little, held my breath and listened, the surrounding was as quiet as death, there was no movement in the corridor, I let out a sigh of relief, thinking that it seemed that the thing might have gone, I just wanted to move the desk, open the crack in the door to see the movement, only to hear the "bang" behind me, I subconsciously lowered my head, a cloud of white light swept over my head, I wanted to turn around and move the desk to open the door and run is not in a hurry, only instinctively jumped to the back of the classroom.