Of course I can't believe it's true, but I won't doubt Ren Chun's words, although she is usually a little silly and sweet, but this kind of thing will never be used as a joke. www.biquge.info I don't dare to ask when this happened, because I just ・・・・・・

I suddenly remembered the scene I had just met Bobo, his appearance like the walking dead, and everything added to my mind. I just felt like my neck was being strangled so hard that I couldn't breathe at all. I can't even imagine what the hell is going on, why? The haze that can't be driven away recently, the sky is getting darker and darker every day? There is also a succession of bad news.

"Really? When was this? "I still can't help but ask, because I can't believe it, I clearly encountered the aftermath just now, and I know that there is almost no chance that something will happen to him after meeting me, but I still hope for a miracle.

"Of course it's true, it was said that I ate the rabbit meat dissected in the morning in the afternoon and was poisoned!"

"Afternoon?"

"Yes! He died before he could reach the hospital! ”

"But every time we do an experiment, the rabbit is eaten, and nothing has happened?"

"I don't know!"

"Anyway, those who are going to die will die sooner or later, so there is no need to be afraid at all."

"I took care of the rabbit in the morning!" I sat down on the bed weakly, "I just met the aftermath!" ”

"Huh? Don't scare me! It must be too dark, you admit it wrong! Ren Chun was timid, and the kid looked around, as if if there really were ghosts who would walk away because of her fear.

"I don't know, I originally wanted to call him, but I walked too fast and missed it all of a sudden, so I didn't call!"

"You saw his face?"

"No, it was a bit dark, and for some reason, I always felt that I couldn't see him clearly, as if he was alone in the dark, cut off from the world around him."

"I've heard that when people just die, they come back to collect their footprints. Maybe you're just coming back from the aftermath to collect your footprints. Gao Pan's words were meant to comfort me, but they made me even more frightened. I know that when a person dies, he will go back to the places he has been to and take back his footprints. I couldn't help but shudder, isn't his soul floating around the campus right now?

"High Hope! Do you think I should ask for a talisman? I feel like I've been seeing things lately that I shouldn't be seeing. Everywhere I go I feel like someone is following me, no matter what I do I feel like someone is watching, and I always encounter something strange. ”

"Please! You're a college student! Still so superstitious, what kind of charm to ask for! And you're still studying medicine, so you really can't pass the basic theory, and even believe it. ”

"So what do you say I should do?"

"It's just a coincidence, it's all coming together, you're so nervous."

"Where there is a temple, let's go together!"

Gao Pan is always very sensible, Ren Chun doesn't care so much, and immediately said that he wanted to go with me, and I felt as if I had been affirmed, and immediately went to the temple near Baidu.

"Are you really going to go? The current monks are all laymen, chanting scriptures and worshiping Buddha during the day, and everyone is called to work, and when they come back, they are not ordinary people's lives, why are you so obsessed. ”

"Alright! I guess it's really my nerve problem, I'll know if you two are good, it is estimated that the legendary yin qi is too heavy, and ghosts are easy to approach. ”

"Look! You're superstitious again! We've watched so many ghost movies, why don't you understand this truth, even if you are superstitious, you should believe that you haven't done anything bad and are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. Every ghost is a ghost in people's hearts. ”

"Okay, who will accompany me to fetch water now!"

"You'd better go by yourself! If you don't hurry up, everyone will have to stop the water! ”

Ay! Knowing that they would not be able to accompany me, I had to go out with a bucket by myself. The promenade always felt eerie and eerie, and I never understood why schools always liked to build these floors. However, as a 104 bedroom, the fourth room on the first floor is inevitable, and it is not difficult to imagine that the place where the water is drawn is actually very close to us. But when facing the light, I can still feel the cold wind in the deep corridor behind me. Fortunately, the water machine faced the dormitory manager's room, and her window was open like this, monitoring the outside like a camera, which made me feel a lot more relieved. I didn't have a moment when I wanted Aunt Dorm to look at me more than I do now.

I fetched the water and walked back, feeling a person standing in front of me. I tried to be as bold as I could, believing that it was okay because there was a faint light. But I soon realized that it was not a man, but a shadow, for I could still see through him in the distance. My eyes were fixed on me, and my steps moved forward. At that moment, I felt the shadow jerk back, it was still a shadow, but a beam of light shone unmistakably on my eyes.

"Ahh Hell yes! I subconsciously screamed and threw the bucket back to the truth. Although I screamed in my heart that it was a ghost, I never believed that it was really a ghost, I guess it was just someone scaring me. I took a new flashlight and went out to look around to make sure there was no one. But something even stranger happened, my bucket was still sitting there, not even a drop of water outside the bucket, as if it had been carefully placed there instead of being thrown down in a hurry.

I finally asked Gao Pan to stand at the door and watch me, holding me a flashlight before I dared to go and bring the water back. But I couldn't figure out what was going on. Is everything also an illusion?

The moment I returned to my dorm room and closed the door, I finally felt safe, although I knew that it wasn't going to end so soon, but for me now, I can only live one day at a time. If it was really like what Ren Chun heard, then I would definitely not get rid of the dislike so easily. I thought about all the parts of my dissecting rabbit in my mind, and I still couldn't think of anything out of the ordinary.

If it was really the rabbit that had a problem, the police would not give up, and the spearhead was even more directed at me, because all the tools in the animal dissection room are professionally disinfected every time, and the laboratory is safer than any other place we live. And we didn't find any abnormalities such as any diseases in the rabbit during the dissection, could it be that we are really too unprofessional?

I've sorted out what's happened in the last few days, and I really don't think there's anything strange about it. I don't know if it started with the corpse we received or the girl in red in the library, but it's clear that none of this has anything to do with us. I may have been timid by nature and nervous. But when I thought about it, the sudden departure of the meat silk and the nightmare I had practicing, I couldn't help but feel a little chill in my heart.

I can't help but think of an incident from many years ago. At that time, I was only in elementary school, and our school was very poor, and it was an old house borrowed from the village office, which not only had outdated facilities, but also had earthen walls and wooden board houses, and the classrooms were not centralized. Behind it is an old cemetery, and some grave mounds can be faintly seen, but no one has ever gone to worship, and it is estimated that it is very old. It was not allowed to bury people there very early, so the grass grew taller than people. I've never seen anyone go inside, and no one passes.

Later, a well-meaning but limited leader applied for a little money to renovate our school and build a small building, just one classroom per grade, and the location was the cemetery. Despite this, the rookie good school still makes those of us who watch it change day by day to forget its previous vicissitudes. We happily moved to a new school. The school asked each child to bring a flower from home to school, and after a busy time, several flower beds in the school were also beautiful.

In this way, I lived happily for three years, and although I often heard rumors that the school was haunted by people who lived in the fifth and sixth grades, we who went to school every day never believed it. Until we become "high" students, we have to live on campus.

At that time, we were in the fifth grade, and the girls' dormitory was on the second floor of the new school building, and the school only had a public place, and we had to go downstairs to the toilet at night with flashlights. According to the boys, they often see people dancing in the middle of the night on the third floor of our classroom. Strictly speaking, someone was flying around on the third floor. But because we never found out ourselves, we don't believe it. Although we were still scared to go to the toilet at night, we went about one or two people, and we never had problems, and when we were lucky, we always heard someone in the men's toilet next door, and we were more daring when we didn't.

Later, we heard that a boy in a class in the sixth grade had fallen into an evil spirit and burned all his books. And he stood up in front of the teacher in front of the class, and he didn't know what to say as if no one was around. The sixth graders were in an uproar that day, and because we lived in the dormitory because we were in the fifth and sixth grades, of course we heard the wind. But the rumor is the rumor after all, and we still don't know what's going on. The teacher told us that the classmate had a nervous problem and was taken to the hospital and would be fine, but I heard from the girls in his class that she was forced to go to the gang dormitory and hired a wizard to stabilize her before taking it away.

After a few days, we forgot about it. It wasn't until another strange thing happened that we began to question the legends around us. That day, the morning self-study teacher found out that Du Lei from our class was not there, so he asked him where he went, and the boys in the dormitory said that he was sleeping in the dormitory. The teacher wanted to go to the dormitory to scold him, but there was no one, and the boys hurriedly ran to the toilet and found that he had slept in the toilet again. The teacher asked and found out that Du Lei didn't come back when he went to the toilet last night, and in the morning the boys went to the toilet and found him lying there, calling him but he said that he was very comfortable to sleep and asked him to sleep for a while. Seeing that Du Lei seemed to be always asleep, everyone took him back to the dormitory, and after not wanting everyone to come to class, he actually ran back to the toilet.

The boys took Du Lei back to the dormitory, but he couldn't be quiet when he returned. I've been crying and fussing, saying to let go of myself and let myself go. Seven or eight boys couldn't hold him down, and the teacher was caught on the front and back and a bloody mark on his neck. We also took advantage of the chaos to run to the boys' dormitory to watch the excitement. I saw Du Lei with his eyes closed, struggling constantly, pricking needles without direction, and one of the two boys' hands holding Du Lei was pulled by him and swayed from side to side. Du Lei's health has not been very good, he is very thin, he usually doesn't play strenuous games with boys, he plays girls with us, I didn't expect him to have so much strength.

I was also startled and couldn't help but shout.

"Du Lei, you sweep the floor today, why are you crazy!" Unexpectedly, when I shouted, he instantly quieted down. I was overjoyed, "What are you doing here?" ”

"My dad said he was very busy, told me to help him, don't pull me, let me go!" Du Lei finally spoke, but his expression seemed to be a little painful.

"You dare to go! It's your time to sweep the floor today, and you have to sweep the floor for me before you leave. I saw him react and follow his words.

"No, my dad is waiting for me! I see how beautiful he is, I'm going, I don't have to sweep the floor there. His eyes never opened.

"Cut! Didn't your dad say he was busy? If you go, he will definitely want you to sweep the ・・・・・・" I didn't finish my sentence when I was interrupted by the teacher. It was a fierce look I'd never seen before, as if I had done something wrong. I thought it was me and a few girls running over to see the excitement without permission, so I immediately ran back to the classroom.

After I left, Du Lei soon began to make a fuss again, and this time it seemed to be even more fierce. Our teacher was going to ask for a doctor, but an older teacher said it would be better to go and ask the wizard from last time, and said that our teacher told me to continue talking to him.

When I saw him again, I couldn't contain it anymore, and his face became even more ugly. I shouted several times as hard as I could, and the teacher followed suit. Gradually, he began to react. Du Lei seems to be able to hear me, and I'm not surprised, because we are usually the most fun, and I am the only girl who accepts to play with him, and he is the only boy I accept to play with. But the teacher was there, and I suddenly didn't know what to say.

I tried to pull as much as I could, from the games we played to the homework we did together. His eyes never opened, but they were quiet, and he occasionally answered me. According to his classmates, who never dared to let go, he never forgot to let us go.

Just when I felt like my saliva was running dry, the old doctor finally came with the wizard. As soon as he came, he took out a piece of yellow paper and pricked it on Du Lei's hand with a needle, under his squeezing, Du Lei's hand was full of round drops of blood, and he immediately used the paper to catch the blood and put it in front of Du Lei's chest. Then he pricked it on his hand again, and the mark was on Du Lei's forehead, and now, Du Lei seemed to fall asleep all of a sudden. Immediately his hands and feet softened. The wizard gave me a lot of glances up and down, and sent Du Lei to the hospital with the teacher.

I didn't know what happened, but I heard from my classmates later that Du Lei's father had died a long time ago, and Du Lei's mother had found someone again, and Du Lei didn't seem to be doing well in his new home, and he had been sick and so on. Later, the wizard learned the address of my house from somewhere, and went to my house, brought a bottle of wine to my father, and the two of us talked for a long time. I only occasionally heard my dad keep saying that I had good grades, that they wouldn't say yes, etc. Then the wizard was gone. After that, Du Lei also had an illness, but the teacher resolutely refused to let me go again, and he invited the wizard as soon as possible.

Now that I think about it, could it be that I am a "destined person"? After reading so many horror movies and novels, there was no shortage of people with that kind of ability, and I, at the beginning, was the only one who could communicate with Du Lei, and the wizard looked at me like that. Although I can't recall what he looked like, I can still feel the shock and amazement when he saw me.

And I've had nightmares since I was a kid, and I've never dreamed of a lot of strange things. I always have a super sense of what's coming. I could never stop them from happening, but every time it happened, I felt like I knew it was going to happen, or rather, I felt like I had seen it.

Thinking of this, I can't help but be a little scared, scared like never before, I can even feel that the author is looking at me alone on the other side, and that person may be the flesh or the aftermath.

I was busy looking for needles and threads, and I took a blank piece of paper, and I first wrapped my finger with the thread, and when it turned blue and purple due to the failure of blood circulation, I tried several times with the needle before I was willing to smash it. But I didn't succeed several times, and my hand didn't feel any pain at all, so I plucked up my courage and thought about the inevitable injury, and took out the ruthlessness of pricking someone else, and I felt that my heart was pricked, and my tongue seemed to be pricked, and there was a salty taste, and the blood automatically dripped out.

I was busy untying the threads and letting the bleeding stop. Because I really didn't know what to do with that blood, I had to write a Buddha. I quietly folded the paper and put it in the middle of my underwear where I could put it in thick cotton, for fear that they would see me laughing at me.

After washing my hands, my hands seemed to have never been pricked, and I couldn't see the eyes just now. That night, I didn't take off my underwear, but I didn't feel uncomfortable, but slept very soundly.

When I woke up the next day, I saw the teacher's message, which startled me, but it was already in our expectation.

"The teacher has always believed in your character, and also believes that you are a sensible child, if it is convenient for you, you will go to the police station yourself and ask the police to ask about something, if there is a difficulty, I will pick you up. The stakes are high, don't make a noise, it'll be fine. "The teacher is really good at doing work, and a good sentence traps my morality with both hard and soft.

"Okay, I'll go over after a class or two, I hope I can!" I returned weakly, humbly to the South Pole.

"Okay, I'll coordinate."

I'm really depressed, so I still buy me a favor, and the head teacher is really good at doing it, otherwise how can I be a university teacher! Always be able to find the best way to benefit yourself when it is most unfavorable to you.

I went to the sentencing center without even putting down my textbooks after class, and after explaining my intentions, a handsome policeman sister said that she would take me to a place. The room was empty, with only a very simple bed and a chair.

"I hope you don't be afraid, we are just investigating the situation now, because all the evidence proves that it is you, we have looked at your resume, and considering that you are a student in school, and there are still many suspicious points in the case now, so we will help you deal with the outside work, if it is a misunderstanding, it will definitely not affect you. I hope you will cooperate with the investigation, because our person in charge has gone to dinner at the time you are here, so you have to wait for a while. ”

"Okay!" Seeing that her service attitude is so good, I politely agreed, put the bag on the bed, and looked at the police sister, although she was wearing a police uniform, I could still feel the curves of her figure, especially thinking that she might exercise at ordinary times, I drooled even more. Back then, I dreamed of being a soldier and one day wearing that handsome dress. It's a pity that the handsome sister who is standing in front of me now, although her tone is gentle, her expression is serious, and I can clearly feel that she is wary of me. I couldn't help but feel a little depressed, and I thought: Forget it, it's better to take out your phone and play.

"By the way, you have to give me your things for safekeeping, especially the communication tools." Who knows, I just took out my phone and didn't have time to open it when I heard her say this, and she walked from me as she spoke. I seem to understand a little, I'm in the rhythm of being detained!

Could it be that they think I'm a murderer?

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