Chapter 1: Moyu

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Among the many institutions of higher learning in Guangzhou, Huaihai University in Huaihai City can only be regarded as a third-rate university.

However, Huaihai City is a beautiful tourist city, and Huaihai University is the only university in the city, so it is very convenient to find a job in the local area after graduation, so there are not a few people who apply for the examination here every year.

Huaihai University is built at the foot of a small hill called Phoenix Mountain, the whole campus is distributed in an arc, there are four gates in the south, east and west, on the north side of the gate, there is a tall wall, behind the wall is the abandoned old school building.

The concave four-storey building is a decades-old building, surrounded by tall trees, which not only looks old and dilapidated, but also has many legends. It is said that this place used to be a mass grave, and since it was built into a school building, many supernatural stories have been derived, and these stories have been passed down from generation to generation, adding a bit of horror to this building.

After the old school building was abandoned a few years ago, not only did not even see a couple at night, but it was also empty and empty in the daytime, and it seemed desolate and deserted in this cold winter.

As soon as Zhao Zhuo stepped into the gate of the old school building, he was shivered by the cold wind blowing inside, he quickly clamped his collar a little tighter, and looked around cautiously.

For this haunted old school building, Zhao Zhuo was also hairy, and even said that he was more worried than others.

Zhao Zhuo is a third-year student in the Department of History, 1.75 meters tall, ordinary and inconspicuous, but he was born with a pair of yin and yang eyes and can see ghosts.

Listening to my parents, I was different when I was born.

You must know that newborn babies have extremely weak eyesight and can only notice very close objects, and it is not until more than a month later that their eyesight will gradually grow, so the baby is in a state of archetypal narcissism for two months after birth, and is completely ignorant of the outside world.

However, Zhao Zhuo was different, the day after he was born, he watched the people in the ward with his eyes wide open, and where there was any noise, where there was light, and even a ray of light from the balcony at dawn, he would be very interested, struggling to get up from the cradle and look.

Of course, Zhao Zhuo didn't have any impression of these, the only thing he remembered was an incident that happened when he was four years old, which let his family know the special features of his eyes.

It was a very cold winter, Zhao Zhuo's grandfather passed away, although the Zhao family did not have many relatives, but the old man Zhao was kind and kind, and the neighbors came to mourn.

The habit in the small county town, when mourning, will hold a feast, called the white happy event, to beat the gongs and drums and sing the opera, the more lively the better, and the old man's coffin is directly placed in the courtyard.

When everyone was eating, a neighbor saw Xiao Zhao Zhuo standing in front of the coffin tilting his head, so he asked him what he was looking at, who knew that Xiao Zhao Zhuo replied with an ignorant face, why there were two grandfathers, one was lying in the coffin, and the other was standing outside the coffin, and how to talk to him, he didn't pay attention to people, just laughed.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was scared enough, although the old man was kind when he was alive, but after his death, he became a ghost, and no one wanted to have anything to do with him, and the people who came to the funeral quickly left.

As he grew older, Zhao Zhuo gradually knew that in this scientific era, people with a little knowledge would not recognize the existence of yin and yang eyes, and the secret of these eyes could only be buried in the depths of his heart.

After being admitted to Huaihai University, Zhao Zhuo participated in a work-study program and used his spare time to earn some living expenses. This is not because of lack of money, in fact, his parents give him a lot of living expenses every month, but he has been very good at reading since he was a child.

Work-study things are paid on time, less than 10 yuan an hour, more than ten or twenty yuan, a month, the food money is more than enough, so without delaying homework, as long as there is a task Zhao Zhuo is willing to take it.

Since the old school building was abandoned a few years ago, the first floor has been used as a warehouse, and the school is going to clean up the debris inside because it has been stacked for too long.

Originally, cleaning up the old school building warehouse was 20 yuan per hour, which was a good job. But everyone knows that this is a haunted house, take it alone, my heart is furious, two people will have to share the money equally, and no one wants to.

Zhao Zhuo is also very entangled in his heart, although he is very bold, but he is not stupid, he is not a high-ranking monk, if he really encounters a ghost, isn't it a joke with his life?

However, thinking about it for so many years, I have never encountered a ghost in broad daylight, so I had the courage to take on this task, after all, I can earn 80 yuan by cleaning up 4 hours in the morning.

After observing for a long time and finding that there was indeed no such thing as a ghost, Zhao Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief and strode into the old school building.

Removing the rusty lock, he pushed open the door of the warehouse, and suddenly a rotten smell came to his nose, and dust fell down the crack of the door.

Zhao Zhuo hurriedly covered his nose and stepped back, waving his hand to scatter some of the dust in the air, and then walked in.

The warehouse is full of all kinds of miscellaneous items, from desks and equipment to office supplies, because it has been abandoned for many years, not only has accumulated thick dust, but also has grown a large cobweb, and a mouse poked its head out, and when it saw someone entering, it turned around and got into the crack in the wall.

Zhao Zhuo choked on the dust and coughed a few times, but fortunately he took a mask when he took the task in the life department, put it on, and put the list on the desk at the door.

The list is full of things in the past six years, and the names and quantities of items are recorded in great detail, and the so-called cleanup is actually very simple, that is, according to what is written on the list, all the items in the warehouse are moved to the open space outside, sorted out according to the type of year, etc., and then handed over to the people in the living department to deal with.

Zhao Zhuo counted the pieces one by one and then moved them to the open space.

After spending almost a morning of work, and finally emptying the large and small items in the warehouse, Zhao Zhuo sat at the door of the room, took out a bottle and drank a sip of water, and glanced into the room to see if there was anything missing.

The room was actually empty, only there was a pile of bricks in the corner, these bricks were much larger than ordinary green bricks, and some were bent into an arc, which looked very thick and simple, and the green was faint and green.

Zhao Zhuo didn't care about it at first, because there was no record on these lists, and it was estimated that they were extra bricks from repairing the school building.

However, at this moment the sunlight was reflected by a broken mirror in the clearing, and it happened to shine on the pile of bricks, and there seemed to be something in the green bricks that emitted a pitch-black light.

Zhao Zhuo walked over curiously, opened the brick and looked at it, only to see that it was a stone the size of a pigeon's egg that was glowing.

At first glance, the stone is swarthy and unremarkable, but when you wipe the dust off its surface, you can look into the sunlight.

This stone was penetrated by the light, and there were many points of light in it that kept flickering, like countless fireflies in the night, and like stars in the dark night sky, a hundred times more beautiful than any handicraft Zhao Zhuo had ever seen.

Zhao Zhuo's heart was shocked, this ...... It can't be a piece of jade, right?

Although he has not studied much jewelry and jade, he has also heard of something called black jade, which is different from ordinary whitened jade, the whole body is pitch black and shiny, it is easy to be ignored, and it is not worth much in the people, but the good quality of black jade can also be sold for millions of high prices.

Thinking that such a valuable thing actually appeared in the abandoned bricks and was picked up by himself, Zhao Zhuo only felt his heart pounding.

Although he didn't mean to take this thing for himself, he couldn't help but take a few more looks, and this time he found that between the light of the black jade, there seemed to be a wisp of white silk swimming.

When I looked at it again, I found that the white silk was not a single wisp, but hundreds of them.

These hair-thin white threads swim leisurely in the inky jade as if they are alive, and these white threads seem to have a magical power that makes people can't take their eyes off it.

Just looking at it intently, Zhao Zhuo's pupils gradually turned scarlet, and at the same time, those light filaments gradually became larger, from thin as hair, to like silk, and finally doubled to like clouds.

Suddenly, Zhao Zhuo was shocked, and suddenly realized that he had come to the clouds at some point.

His body was as light as a feather, and the milky white clouds were like marshmallows, soft to step on, and the clouds were one after another, covering the sky, and in a very distant place, there was a dazzling white light.

Zhao Zhuo seemed to be sucked by the white light, and thousands of clouds suddenly opened, and the white light bloomed like a lotus, enveloping Zhao Zhuo in a world filled with white light.

After his eyes adapted to this white light, Zhao Zhuo found himself in a small courtyard in front of a wing room, the wing room was blue bricks and tiles, carved beams and pillars, each of which exuded the atmosphere of a famous family, the long flower platforms on both sides of the small courtyard were planted with all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, and there were stone tables and stone benches in the middle, and several blooming peach trees in the courtyard were sprinkled with petals at will.

Zhao Zhuozheng was stunned, but heard a female voice like a silver bell: "Hey, big brother, how did you get in?" ”

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