But to my surprise, when my father picked me up the next afternoon, I found that everything had been packed at home. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

My mother handed me a small red bag and said that the third grandfather must give it to me.

I opened it curiously, and it turned out to be the unknown string of beads that the third grandfather often carried in his hands.

I was shocked, I remember that the third grandfather told me that the evil qi on his body was suppressed because of this string of beads, and now that he gave it to me, isn't he in danger?

I didn't bring it, but put it back in the small bag, waiting to return it to him when I saw the third grandfather again.

What I can't let go of in my heart is the matter of the female ghost in yellow and Liu Qingqing.

That night, I originally wanted to chase Huang Yinu's ghost, but I fell asleep inexplicably at that time, and I don't know what happened to Liu Qingqing now.

I was restless at home and wanted to go back to school immediately to investigate the truth, but every time I wanted to go back to school, I saw my mother helping me cook and cook with her stomach up, and my father kept helping me clean up this thing, so I was embarrassed to mention going back to school immediately.

But he was in a hurry, so while they were cooking dinner, he used the excuse of going out to vent the wind, so he ran out with his mobile phone.

I hurriedly called Chenxi, and Chenxi quickly answered, and asked with a face: "Are you better?" Why don't you answer your phone all the time! ”

I hurriedly returned: "In the hospital for the past two days, my mother took my mobile phone home, and I can't contact it, I want to ask, do you know what's going on with that table?" ”

I always felt that this table had nothing to do with the ghost in yellow.

Chenxi said: "You first tell me what happened to you the day before yesterday, and you went to the hospital, the school has been full of soldiers for the past two days, I can't ask for leave at all, and I can't go out to see you!" ”

There is no way, I can only tell her the events of that night from beginning to end, and I learned that I was put on the body, and the morning light cried all the way to the ground, saying that it would be difficult to be reincarnated after being ghosted.

I was a little speechless and asked her where she had heard this, and Dawn said she had seen it from a novel.

I was even more speechless, and said, "That's what your grandfather did, you go back and ask your grandfather, thinking about whether to believe in the novel." ”

But we both agreed that Liu Qingqing must have been coerced by the female ghost in yellow.

After that, I told Chenxi about the table, and decided that the table must have something to do with the ghost in yellow.

After listening to my reasoning, Chenxi was noncommittal, but said, "You can first listen to what I have heard at school in the past two days before making a final conclusion." ”

Dawn said that rumors have been spreading in the school since the teachers of each class started to look for the desk with great fanfare that day, especially after hearing that I had moved the desk out and was suddenly hospitalized.

Rumor has it that the desks in our school have not been replaced, and they have always maintained the old-fashioned table appearance of the 90s, which has a lot to do with this desk.

I heard that in the 90s, a student once died suddenly in class, and when he died, he was lying on that table.

Later, the school disagreed, and the desk was repainted and put into use again, but anyone who used the desk would have an abnormality.

Either the grades will drop suddenly, or the whole person will become unmotivated, and even one of the owners of that table has been forced, raped, and killed, and the next owner has become chattering.

Since then, the students have said that there is a ghost at that table, and that it is because the soul of the student who once died violently at that table is not gone.

The school didn't think so at first, but then the rumors got bigger and bigger, and the school had no choice but to throw away the desk.

But that's when the really strange thing happened.

At that time, the school only thought that those things were all coincidences, or maybe they were just imaginary things that the students had put on the same table.

So I casually threw the table in the corner of the warehouse, planning to eliminate it together when the table was eliminated last.

But the next day, the students found out that the desks that had just been removed by the teachers yesterday had been moved back by someone else.

The teacher was very angry, thinking that it was a prank done by the student.

So he moved the table away again.

But the next day, the table returned.

The teacher was a little surprised, the key to the warehouse was only owned by the security department, and when he moved the table in yesterday, he clearly told them not to move this table again.

The security guards shouldn't be so bored moving a table around.

He went to inquire and got a confirmation, but this confirmation was terrifying, that is, since he moved the table in and locked the door yesterday, until now, the people in the security department have not opened the logistics warehouse.

The teacher was a little worried, and when he looked at the table again, he felt more strange in his heart.

He felt that if this kind of thing was told to the principal or other teachers, it would be too much of a problem, and maybe he would be ridiculed.

So I secretly moved the table to the garbage dump at night and set a fire to burn the table.

But no one knows what happened that night, in the middle of the night, Uncle Liu, the boy's dormitory manager, found that the garbage dump was on fire, and when he called someone to put out the fire, he found the teacher's body, next to an intact table.

Now not only the students, but even the teachers have exploded, and they have asked to throw this table far away, but no matter how far it is thrown, this table will always come back inexplicably, and any teacher who touches that table will be seriously ill afterwards.

Over time, no one dared to touch the desk, and they found that as long as they didn't touch the desk, nothing would happen, so they just let the desk stay in the classroom, just pushed into the corner and not allowed the students to use it.

The students have changed generation after generation, and the rumors have gradually become smaller, but there were many teachers in office at that time, and many teachers who experienced that incident were still in school, and this matter became a tacit secret between teachers.

It's just that now, except for those who actually saw the corpse of the teacher who died back then, no one else believes it anymore.

And most of our current homeroom teachers didn't start teaching at that time, so they are very afraid of this table.