Zhao Yukun, also a male classmate in the Department of Archaeology, also lived in the dormitory of 514 when he was a freshman.

Generally, each dormitory can accommodate four people, because Zhao Yukun's family is relatively wealthy and has good conditions, so Zhao Yukun and his girlfriend rented a small apartment outside the school and lived a two-person life, so he didn't go back to the dormitory to live.

However, in class, Zhou Xiaolong can still see Zhao Yukun every day, but the two rarely communicate, although they are classmates, they are not familiar with each other.

Ouyang Lei and Qi Dongqiang, two classmates, are still very familiar with Zhao Yukun, and when they were freshmen, they both lived together, at least much more familiar than Zhou Xiaolong.

The reason why Zhao Yukun ran to the dormitory to wait for Zhou Xiaolong is because, recently, something strange happened in his family, that is, Zhao Yukun's mother has encountered some problems recently, which are difficult to understand and troublesome, similar to supernatural problems.

Because Ouyang Lei often bragged to his classmates about how powerful Zhou Xiaolong was, after Zhao Yukun encountered a problem that was difficult to solve, he wanted to ask Zhou Xiaolong to help him.

Zhao Yukun is tall, dark-skinned, muscular, looks a little like Gu Tianle, very handsome, usually likes to play basketball, but looking at his clothes, he is very tasteful, and he wants to come to his family very well.

Zhou Xiaolong didn't shirk either, so he asked Zhao Yukun directly: "What happened to your family?!" ”

Zhao Yukun nodded politely at Zhou Xiaolong, but there was still a hint of obvious distrust in his eyes.

"Hey, Brother Zhao Shuai, you speak!" Qi Dongqiang pushed Zhao Yukun and said.

"Yes, if you have anything to say, you can say it directly, my master is amazing, don't spit out......" Ouyang Lei also said.

"Well, well, in fact, I can't say it clearly, because my mother didn't tell me clearly," Zhao Yukun looked at Zhou Xiaolong as asking for help, "Xiaolong, why don't you go home with me and have a look?" Shall I ask my mom to tell you personally?! ”

"Go now, but, I made an appointment with Gao Jing to eat hot pot tonight, Lao Zhao, why don't we go tomorrow?" Ouyang Lei said with some embarrassment.

"Yes, it's not convenient for me to ...... today," Qi Dongqiang also said.

"How can you wait for this kind of thing?" Zhao Yukun glared at Ouyang Lei and Qi Dongqiang, "What's inconvenient, what's dating, or aren't you brothers?!" ”

Zhou Xiaolong stood up and said, "That's it, Da Lei, don't go with you, it's better for me to go alone, lest Aunt Zhao will have concerns when she sees a lot of people." ”

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Zhao Yukun's home is a small building, which can be regarded as a villa, but the villa is very old, and there are many such small villas in Jinhai, all of which are buildings left over a long time ago.

This kind of small cottage has wooden floors in many places, and when you enter the house, there is a smell of damp wood.

Zhao Yukun's mother is a woman in her forties, very fair-looking, some charm still exists, and she should be engaged in white-collar work.

In fact, when Zhou Xiaolong saw Zhao's mother, Zhao's mother's face was already very clear, there was dark dust on the tip of her nose, her temples were very heavy, and there was no light in the hall......

If you are a person who is familiar with the art of physiognomy, you can immediately see that there will be a calamity in the near future.

What's more serious is that on Zhao's mother's official palace, the texture is disordered, and there are bloodshots near the pupils at the corners of her eyes, indicating that she is going to have a lawsuit recently, and it is very likely that she will be imprisoned.

Zhao Yukun introduced his classmates, but Zhao's mother was still very polite, let Zhou Xiaolong go to the sofa, made a cup of white coffee and put it in front of Zhou Xiaolong.

Zhou Xiaolong didn't say much, and he didn't ask much, just drank coffee with his head bored.

Zhao Yukun was a little unnatural, because he didn't know how to cut into the topic, he scratched his head, and said to his mother: "Mom, if there is anything, you can tell Xiaolong directly, we are all classmates, there is nothing to hide......"

Zhao Yukun's mother is not an ordinary housewife, she is a cultured person, and when she speaks, she looks very conditioned, and she feels as if she works in a government department and often holds meetings with others.

Without further ado, or directly to the point, Zhao's mother sat on the sofa, and she began to slowly tell a story about what happened not long ago-

That night, it got dark very quickly, and it was raining lightly outside at about nine o'clock.

Because this villa is very old, the roof often leaks rain, and Zhao's mother was afraid that the doors and windows on the roof were not closed tightly, so she took a flashlight upstairs to close the door.

When she went up to the second floor, Mother Zhao suddenly had a feeling, and suddenly felt that the surroundings were a little gloomy, and she had never felt like this before.

The roof of the attic is sealed with glass, and the raindrops hit the glass "crackling", the rhythm is not very fast, it sounds very monotonous, some hypnotic effect, and it makes people in a trance.

I checked the glass door on the top floor, it was closed, nothing out of the ordinary.

However, when Zhao's mother was about to go down the stairs, suddenly the glass door opened again with a "creak", and at the same time, there was a burst of "whew", and the cold wind blew in with the rain.

Mother Zhao's entire face was wet with rain and was very cold, and her whole body couldn't help but feel a thrill.

When I looked up, the glass door was already open again, and it kept swaying in the wind, making a "creaking" sound.

The atmosphere is becoming more and more terrifying.

Mother Zhao felt that she hadn't plugged in the latch just now, so she went up to close the glass door for the second time, inserted the latch hard, and then double-checked it twice before coming down the stairs.

This time, the glass door did not open again, and Zhao's mother breathed a sigh of relief.

Circle along the second floor, is the staircase leading to the first floor, when she walked to the staircase, Zhao's mother used a flashlight to shine behind her, she didn't know why she did it, fortunately, there was no special situation.

However, just as Mother Zhao was about to step downstairs, she suddenly "chuckled" in her heart!

Something is wrong, wait, when I shone the flashlight behind me just now, something seems to be wrong?!

Mother Zhao slowly turned her head again, and found that there were two rows of wet footprints in the corridor on the second floor behind her.

There are two rows of wet footprints, one row was stepped out by Zhao's mother herself, but whose row is the other row???!!!

Recalling this, Mother Zhao swallowed her saliva, looked at Zhou Xiaolong, and continued: "I followed the footprints, the flashlight shone over, I wanted to see that it was going in that direction, the footprints were the same as my direction, they were all downstairs, and according to the location of the footprints, the owner of the footprints seemed to have been standing behind my left ......"

Such a plot is very graphic, Zhou Xiaolong has already appeared in such a scene, a pitch-black wooden corridor, two rows of wet footprints, thinking about it, his back can't help but feel cold.