Dongshan Middle School was founded during the Republic of China, when schools from all over the country moved to Chongqing, but the Dongshan School in H City did not move, but guarded its own land, and changed its name to Dongshan Middle School after the founding ceremony, and since then it has become the first middle school in H City, with strong teachers and school facilities.

Dongshan Middle School once had a major event that was not unknown during the Republic of China, and it was also this incident that caused it not to be relocated, but to stay in this acre of land.

Zhang Xiaojian also accidentally found it when he was searching for information, which made him curious at the time, so he did everything and asked people to sign up for Dongshan Middle School.

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The greening of Dongshan Middle School is very good, most of the roads are planted with flowers and plants, and there are big trees one after another.

"Higashiyama Middle School is really big! At my speed, it would have taken me at least ten minutes to get there. Zhang Xiaojian's direction is the school's library, to find the school's historical records.

Dongshan Middle School was several times the size of Zhang Xiaojian's previous school, which made Zhang Xiaojian feel that his previous life was too boring and sad.

"Zhang Xiaojian, wait a minute! Wait a minute! ”

A shout made Zhang Xiaojian stop, and when Zhang Xiaojian pulled his head, it was a female classmate with eyes running towards him in a panic, this girl he had some impressions, it was a student in his class before the academic performance test, characterized by that pair of heavy round glasses, which looked like a sense of comedy.

"Mu Xiaoyu? Is there something wrong? Zhang Xiaojian was puzzled, he had the impression that he hadn't spoken a few words to her.

Mu Xiaoyu ran forward and handed the heavy book in his hand to Zhang Xiaojian's hand, which suddenly made Zhang Xiaojian a little bit of a monk who couldn't touch his head.

Zhang Xiaojian was about to speak, but the other party blocked what Zhang Xiaojian was about to say with a bow, Mu Xiaoyu said, "Please help me return it to the library, xiexie!" ”

After saying that, he ran towards the cafeteria.

Looking at the other party's disappearing back, Zhang Xiaojian shook his head and smiled bitterly, it is really shijie, there are all kinds of people, anything will happen, which can't help but remind Zhang Xiaojian of a news he once watched, a foreigner died under the ice of urine leaking from a broken toilet on the plane.

It's funny to think about it, sometimes fate is like this, Zhang Xiaojian thought, and suddenly seemed to pluck the string in his heart, and the next moment his expression was firm.

"I, Zhang Xiaojian, want to control my own destiny, not by the sky, nor by others!"

Suddenly, the Dao heart was clear, the thoughts were clear, and the spirit was stronger.

"It's also a windfall." Zhang Xiaojian glanced at the book that Mu Xiaoyu forced in his hand by the way, "This book is quite heavy." ”

But the next moment, Zhang Xiaojian was stunned, because this book was the record of the historical events of Dongshan Middle School that he wanted to borrow from the library, which made him a little unbelievable, and he couldn't help but start to doubt Mu Xiaoyu's intentions, or was it just a coincidence?

On the roof of a teaching building not far away, a pair of men and women were looking at Zhang Xiaojian who was heading towards the library, one of them was Mu Xiaoyu, Zhang Xiaojian's classmate, who had just forced the "Dongshan Middle School Historical Record" into Zhang Xiaojian's hands.

The other had a cold face and was dressed in black.

"Xiaoyu, why did you give that book to that kid?" The cold man said with some dissatisfaction.

Mu Xiaoyu took off the round-framed eyes, revealing that stunning face, she glanced at the man beside her, and said lightly: "Don't underestimate him, with intuition, that guy may also be an anomaly, or a strength not inferior to our ancient martial artist." ”

"How is that possible?" The man looked unbelievable, there would be people other than them in this small place in H City, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and said: "I heard that a new shili has recently popped up in H City, and I also heard that Shili is trying to spread the belief in a god who came out of nowhere, and there is a pilgrim who went to the temple to worship the god The cancer has been cured." ”

"Huh? That may be the so-called god of Shili, and only the ability of the supernatural is like a god in the eyes of ordinary people, then he must be a supernatural person, and it is more likely to be a spiritual supernatural, to cure cancer, that needs to destroy cancer cells, and that strength is not below you and me. Mu Xiaoyu reasoned.

When the man heard Mu Xiaoyu's reasoning, he was taken aback, "Then this mission will not be too easy, and the above explained that we must find the nocturnal map of the hundred ghosts hidden in Dongshan Middle School in H City, otherwise we will inevitably be reprimanded." ”

"It depends!" Mu Xiaoyu held the guardrail, her hair flying, and looked at Zhang Xiaojian in the distance.

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"Interesting, Adept?" Of course, Zhang Xiaojian felt two gazes in the distance, and his divine sense instantly sensed the other party's energy fluctuations, and immediately knew that the other party was not an ordinary person, and it was impossible for ordinary people to have such powerful energy fluctuations.

Mu Xiaoyu didn't know that he had already been exposed.

"It seems to be here for that thing, but what is it that thing is falling to the ground?" Zhang Xiaojian had already scanned the entire "History of Dongshan Middle School" with his powerful divine sense, but he didn't find any special information, the only information he got was that one person died in the school every ten years, and the cause of death was different, but they all died on that day, the fifteenth day of October in the lunar calendar.

The lunar calendar and the solar calendar are not the same every year, so this does not attract much attention, and school deaths are a common occurrence.

Zhang Xiaojian returned the book in his hand that recorded the history of Dongshan Middle School to the library, and the class bell rang at this time.

Zhang Xiaojian, who was running on the road, was depressed again, "Alas, I'm late again, how many times has this been me?" ”

Zhang Xiaojian, who has always been lazy, suddenly can't adapt to the days of becoming a student all of a sudden, so being late is a common thing, from signing up to the present, a total of three days, a total of seventeen times late, enough to make the teacher in class half angry.

"Report!"

"Come in." The teacher's voice was flat, as if he was used to it.

Zhang Xiaojian walked to his seat in the snickering of his classmates, just when he was puzzled that the teacher Weishenme had no reaction, he looked at the class schedule, it turned out to be a Chinese class, he applied for liberal arts, and because Zhang Xiaojian felt that his Chinese was good since he was a child, so he would come a few minutes late for Chinese class and walk into the classroom casually.

This made the Chinese teacher angry, but after two days, he was late for Chinese class more times than the total number of times he was late for other classes.

"Hey! Brother NB, I admire you! Zhang Xiaojian's tablemate was a little fat man, and at this time he was staring at Zhang Xiaojian with a look of adoration, which made Zhang Xiaojian can't help but think of the past star chasers.