014 Seeing things and thinking about people

Xia Kexian looked away, no matter what, she couldn't imagine that she would really let go of a female ghost who killed people like this, which violated the master's discipline of her. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

But she didn't know why, she just didn't want to hurt Mai Zhiqing, the phrase "I don't want to die again" has always been engraved in Xia Kexian's heart, how helpless it is.

Three days later, as Xia Kexian expected, the police's explanation of the cause of He Xuan's death was the same as that of Uncle Fang, and at the request of the school leaders, they also came forward to hold a press conference in the school to invite the parents of the students and the reporters who had previously published the rumors that the abandoned building of the Haizhi branch had unjust ghosts to come and participate, breaking the theory of unjust ghosts asking for their lives.

Of course, Xiao Beiling has already gone through the transfer procedures, and it has nothing to do with her whether Haizhi High School has wronged ghosts to ask for her life.

A murder case has subsided in this way, and the students have returned to their normal study and life, and under the influence of public opinion, the abandoned buildings that have been sealed will no longer be unsealed to reassure people.

After a long night, Xia Kexian tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, obviously there was no worry in her heart and she was empty and restless, and after casting a drowsy spell, she conjured a black night coat and jumped out of the window to the wide field of grass opposite the school, and the weeds over her knees grazed her legs softly, making a crispy sound.

Because it is a suburb, although it is the same sky, it is not as dark as the clouds in the city and the stars cannot be seen, Xia Kexian looked up and the stars that could not be counted in the sky flashed with silver brilliance, the light of the full moon shone on the ground, and the places that could be seen at a glance were full of weeds, they could also be said to be chaotic, but they could enjoy the sunshine to the greatest extent and be irrigated by the rain and snow to the greatest extent.

Xia Kexian sat down, his chin resting on his knees and thinking quietly about something.

There was the sound of footsteps walking across the grass behind her, and she looked back to see that it was Numebuchi, and she hadn't seen her since the last time she said goodbye.

Numabuchi looked at her and said, "It's so late, why are you sitting here alone and watching the sky in a daze?" ā€

Xia Kexian looked at the sky, but still replied to his words, "I can't sleep, come out to swing, and sit down when I see the moon so beautiful." ā€

When Xia Kexian talks to an 'ancient' like Nuan Yuan, he will naturally regard himself as a person at that time, and he uses very written words, and he says it well in one sentence: "When you see people, you talk about people, and when you see the ancients, of course you have to speak ancient words." ā€

Numabuchi chuckled and said, "Isn't it beautiful?" If you've seen the moon hundreds of years ago, you know that the moonlight you see now isn't beautiful at all. ā€

Xia Kexian smiled lightly, "It's a pity that I haven't seen the most beautiful moonlight, but fortunately, I am very satisfied with the beauty of the moon now, and you are much more unfortunate than me in comparison." ā€

Numebuchi was stunned and said, "What did you say?" ā€

Xia Kexian said: "Isn't it? Because you only have the moon at that time in your heart, but it will never come back, and now it is very good, when you want to admire the moon in your life, you miss the one that did not exist before, isn't it a pity? ā€

Numabuchi looked at her beautiful face for a pause, his eyes were particularly deep, and his thoughts pulled back to the scene when he first saw the little fox more than six hundred years ago.

In summer, the sun is too bright, and the small vine tree has not drunk water for three days, this is the dry season, and the rain is already less, so the small vine tree can only try not to move to let the juice in the branches flow more slowly, so that it can survive these days.

A young girl climbed up the hill, this was the most beautiful girl Fujiki had ever seen, but she was so anxious that she seemed to be about to cry, "What to do, she is going to chase after her." Suddenly, she saw a tree hole under the vine tree beside her, and with an idea, a pair of clear water eyes bent into two crescents, and turned into a silver-white mystery, and slipped into the tree hole.

The vine tree trembled at its extremely soft and rich fur, and a strange sensation flowed through every branch and leaf of its body.

At this moment, a red light floated from the sky, stopped in the sky above the hillside, and flew away.

Fujiki probably understood what was going on, and spoke, "Little fox, are you hiding from that demonic spirit?" She's already flown away. ā€

When the little fox heard that his little furry head poked out, his round eyes smiled again.