Feng Jin wandered around the campus of Shishan University, looking at the students who hurried past to go to class, his mind still stayed on Luo Hua's piece of blood jade, and he was almost knocked over by a bicycle several times.

This piece of blood jade obviously has a great background, and Feng Jin is very sure of this judgment. Since ancient times, there have been countless rare treasures, most of which have been lost in the long river of history, and the blood jade is said to be a peerless treasure handed down from ancient times, and the number is extremely rare.

The formation of jade takes millions of years or even longer, and it is precisely in the process of formation that there are blood droplets in it, and this probability is extremely low. And this bright red blood is not ordinary animal blood or human blood, it is very likely to be the blood of the gods!

Feng Jin thought of this, and suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and he let himself easily touch the legendary blood jade, I don't know if it was a coincidence or....

He has experienced too many things in the past few days, everything involves a bunch of doubts, he has not felt this way since he went down the mountain for so many years, too many unknown things have made his brain close to the limit, and some more unknown events Feng Jin feels that his brain is going to go down.

The experience of the past few days made Feng Jin feel that there was a puff of smoke enveloping the entire campus, he didn't know if it was like this before this, and in the past few years, the school has often heard of bizarre deaths, but it has not spread to the outside of the campus due to pressure, Feng Jin has only heard his sister mention it, he found that the events every year are almost the same, it seems to be a suicide or an accident, but careful analysis can detect that there is something in it.

It's understandable that the school has locked down these things, but they have blindly failed to do anything to prevent similar things from happening, resulting in the tragic deaths of more than a dozen students. It is clear that the school's approach is based on the position of the administrator, and from the student's point of view, if the hidden danger is not removed forever, who can guarantee that the protagonist of the next tragedy is not himself?

The so-called rumors claimed by the school are very likely to be real events, and Feng Jin will not completely deny its correctness, but it is necessary to eliminate the part that adds oil and vinegar. Even if it is an ordinary thing, when it reaches the ears of another person, it will be processed by the previous person, adding some of his own thoughts and speculations, especially a bizarre death like this, I don't know how many people have spread it, and it may have become unrecognizable long ago.

Now it seems that the best thing to do is to be able to get the relevant information to record. And the only place to store materials in the school is the school history museum, before Yu Qing mentioned that she also wanted to go to the school history museum to check the materials, but this place is not open to students, and it seems that it will take a lot of work to get in, but fortunately, these are not difficult to do.

It took Feng Jin twenty minutes to sneak to the vicinity of the school history museum, which is still a bit far away, on the edge of the school, with Lion Mountain behind the building. The whole building is the style of the Gonglian in the fifties of the last century, it seems that it should be the product of the aid construction of that year, but it can be used until now to directly prove that the quality of this building is quite good, although the appearance looks old, but there is no crack, I don't know how good it is than the so-called high-end residential now.

The building has three floors, but it still looks very tall from the outside, especially the first floor, which is almost six meters high, which is equivalent to the height of a two-story building today. Feng Jin sighed that it took so much money to build this building, no wonder it will continue to be used to this day, the quality is not without its reason, whether it is the time spent or the materials used in the construction, at that time were invested at any cost, I don't know who led the project at that time, it is very rare to have such a forward-looking thought.

Feng Jin lingered at the door of the school history museum for a long time, and the door was always open, but he didn't dare to go in, because he knew that there must be someone inside, and he didn't have legal documents on hand, so he didn't even have a chance to pass the customs in a fool's way.

There are a lot of trees planted around the school history museum, most of them are white magnolias, Feng Jin will smile when he sees these trees, and there is no way to climb the trees to get in, if you can't mix in, it seems that you have to wait until the evening to act. Feng Jing looked at the time, it was only nine o'clock in the morning, and it was still very early before dark. There are too many mysteries in his heart that have not been solved, and he can't wait for a moment, and when he thinks that there is the answer he wants in this building, he can't say anything to suffer in front of the mystery, and he must think of a way to get in.

Without thinking about it so much, Feng Jin broke into the school history museum, and sure enough, a strong man stopped him and asked him to show his ID. Feng Jin looked at the strong muscles and expressionless face of the security guard, and said with a smile in return: "I'm really sorry, I forgot to bring my teacher ID when I went out, I am the new lecturer of the School of Biology Feng Jin, because I have just come to the school not long ago, I am not familiar enough with Shishan University, I heard that there are a lot of materials in the school history museum, so I came to take a look..."

The security guard didn't look like a student when he saw that he was dressed, he looked polite, and what he said was reasonable, so he let him in after thinking for a while, but finally added a sentence: "The door with a seal can't go in!" ”

Feng Jin seriously agreed to a "yes", and then Xu Bu walked in, still beating the drum in his heart, he didn't expect to get in so easily, fortunately he didn't find a flaw, otherwise he would definitely be beaten.

Leaving the lobby where the security guard was located, there was a corridor running across the first floor, with a wide staircase leading up to the second floor. Feng Jin didn't know where to find the information he was looking for for a while, so he had to start looking for it on the first floor, so he started to look at the information on the door along the corridor.

The corridor on the first floor has a strong Soviet style, and the arches and plaster lace at the top, coupled with the dim lighting, can easily give the illusion of being in a foreign land. There are huge oil paintings hanging on the walls on both sides, Feng Jin doesn't understand it, and he doesn't know which famous artists they are from, but he just thinks the paintings are good, Feng Jin looks at them with interest, pretending to be very artistic, in fact, his attention is not on these oil paintings at all, and he doesn't see what these paintings are.

If Feng Jin had looked closely at the paintings, he would not have beaten his chest later, because he had missed a very important clue.

Before he knew it, he had reached the end of the corridor, and Feng Jin thought that there was nothing to see here, but the second he inadvertently turned around, he saw something unusual. Feng Jin squatted down and touched the peeling wall skin at the corner of the wall, which is often damp to have such a situation, and carefully observed that the wall skin is very new, indicating that this has only recently begun to fall off, and it doesn't look like it is often sprinkled on the ground, so why does this piece fall off the wall skin?

The falling wall reminded him of the dormitory where Yuqing lived, where this was also the case.

Once Feng Jin saw something he couldn't explain, he forgot his original purpose. I went to the school history museum in order to find information about the events of the year, but now I have been squatting in this corner for more than half an hour, and with the time wasted by crankiness, it has been almost an hour. Fortunately, there are not many people in the school history museum, first, it is not open to students, and secondly, there are not many teachers who are willing to check the history of the school, so Feng Jin squatted in the corner for so long and no one found out.

When he came back to his senses, he found that time had passed very quickly, and he had not thought of an answer to the question of peeling off the wall, so he could only put it aside for the time being, and it was important to get down to business first. (To be continued.) )