Such an old-fashioned story, except for Lu Peng and Tao Xing's performance, Ling Li was silent, and Nan Zhiyi complained: "You have told this story more than once, can you have a sense of innovation?" ”

Tao Xing winked mischievously: "Anyway, I'm just a supporting role, throwing bricks and attracting jade, and the teacher will have to talk about your finale in a while." “”

According to the rules set before, the result of guessing the boxing decided who would come back after going downstairs to make a circle, and as a result, Ling Li lost.

To be honest, when she first heard this story from her sister, she was still so scared that she didn't dare to close her eyes when she washed her hair for more than a week, especially the clip that Ling Ling imitated in a hoarse voice back then, which was still in her ears.

"Knock knock, can't find ...... Knock knock, can't find ...... Knock knock knock...... Got it! ”

But more than ten years later, she has long lost her original fear.

She got up and bent down to get out of the tent, but Nan Zhiyi stopped her and asked, "Okay?" Aren't you afraid of the dark? ”

Although it was just a simple sentence, Ling Li was a little flattered, and hurriedly replied: "It's okay, I'm not afraid." ”

Got out of the stuffy tent, went downstairs and turned around, yelled stupidly three times according to the rules, and touched the rice grains and Guli who had been sleeping by the way, and went upstairs safely, even the footsteps were unhurried.

Entering the tent again, he received an exaggerated applause from Lu Peng: "Sister Fan is so good!" ”

Nan Zhiyi glanced at it lightly and said, "Fan Mei is younger than you, why are you always cheeky and call other people's sisters?" ”

Lu Peng picked his head and smiled innocently.

It was the turn to determine the next storyteller, and the result of the dice roll was Nan Zhiyi's turn.

With a look of anticipation, Tao Xing said happily: "Teacher, I want to listen to the one I talked about last time in Beauty Valley, which is a little boy who has no heart, the one who saw a white flower fall from the roof of the building, and the whole world was covered with black blood and pink minced meat. ”

She said it with great anticipation, but when Ling Li heard her description, she couldn't help but feel a chill on her back.

Unlike Tao Xing's expectant expression, Nan Zhiyi's eyes were dim, his gaze moved slightly, and then lowered his eyes: "I won't talk about what you want to hear today, I'll talk about a new one." ”

Ling Li felt as if his gaze had stayed in her direction for less than a second just now. I don't know if it's a delusion caused by her recent incorrect state.

I don't know why, but I'm always a little concerned.

After that, Nan Zhiyi used a flat voice and spoke slowly for half an hour, slowly telling a story about the Yongdao that would grow and deform.

The eloquence of being a teacher is not bad, Ling Li has seen Nan Zhiyi's eloquence when he talks about his interests, the suppression of outsiders by using professional knowledge while sitting in the courtroom, and the radiance he has seen when he achieves results, but he didn't expect that this person can achieve a chilling effect when he tells ghost stories.

Where to pause and give enough time to react, where to lower your voice to make a fuss, where to speed up your speech and increase tension, all grasp it well, and do a good job of rendering the atmosphere.

Ling Li only felt that this story was familiar, but she couldn't remember the ending, and she kept hearing that her hands and feet were cold.

When it came to the fact that under the jumping candlelight, the shadow under the protagonist's feet also changed its position with the direction of the light, Nan Zhiyi suddenly lowered his voice: "Just like the shadows, the pitch-black shadows under his feet changed their positions with the jumping candlelight, giving him the illusion that the shadows came to life." He unconsciously looked into his mind, until a second before the candle flame was about to go out, he saw the shadow raise his hand and point in a dark direction. ”

Then he pointed to the wind-blown tent door, "Look, it's just like the shadows." ”

The other three involuntarily looked in the direction of his finger, and saw only the shadows of trees and flowers on the ground, pulled by the wind, with their teeth and claws, like hideous monsters in the night.

Not only the shadows are in response to the scene, but the sound of the tools in the garden being blown by the wind and falling to the ground with a clatter, under the background sound of the strong wind, is abrupt and terrifying.

Momo-apricot screamed, almost shaking the eardrums of the people in the tent.

After that, she grabbed Nan Zhiyi's arm tightly, hid behind him, and said in a trembling voice: "Teacher, don't talk about it, it's terrible!" ”

However, the more I was afraid of something, the results of the guessing show that the person who wanted to go down to the dark first floor to go around was Momoapot.

She immediately admitted defeat, holding her head with a face full of horror: "I surrendered, don't let me go down, okay?" It's so dark, I'm scared. ”

After speaking, he naturally grabbed Nan Zhiyi's arm and said in a pleading tone: "Teacher, it's easy to fall under the dark light, so I won't go." ”

Nan Zhiyi was helpless and chuckled: "Playing tricks again?" Okay, you don't have to go, but can you let go of my arm? It hurts. ”

Lu Peng was disappointed: "Don't play ghost stories if you're timid, okay?" Teacher, you too, often open the back door for her, obviously you should treat everyone equally. ”

Tao Xing didn't hear his complaints, and pouted coquettishly: "Who made the teacher so powerful?" Telling ghost stories is more scary than others, if it was Lu Peng's story, I would definitely not be so afraid. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Lu Peng, who had just teased her.

Her undisguised admiration, as well as the intimacy of holding Nan Zhiyi's arm, Ling Li saw it in her eyes, her heart thorned slightly, and she subconsciously turned her head to look at Lu Peng's expression.

The light in the tent was very dim, but Lu Peng's somewhat gloomy expression was so obvious, but in less than a second, his face was as usual, and he said with a smile: "Xing'er, don't keep pestering the teacher like a child who doesn't grow up, the teacher will annoy you." ”

Tao Xing stuck out her tongue at him: "Just entangle, I'll entangle, I know you are jealous that I can be coquettish with the teacher, but you can't be a rough man." ”

Lu Peng's eyes were round, and he immediately grabbed Nan Zhiyi's other arm without admitting defeat, and leaned his head on his shoulder exaggeratedly: "Teacher, you can't just hurt her." ”

Nan Zhiyi couldn't stand it anymore and pushed away the two octopuses: "You guys are enough, do you still want to graduate?" ”

Ling Li watched the three of them come and go in a daze, and suddenly, the light on the top turned on, and there was a call.

The four of them got out of the tent, Nan Zhiyi instructed the students to pack their things, and suddenly saw Ling Li's miserable white face, stunned, and asked her, "Scared?" ”

Ling Li bit her lip and shook her head: "It's okay." ”

called, and this inexplicable story meeting was dispersed. Even if Tao Xing was reluctant, she had no excuse to stay, so she could only ask Lu Peng to send her back to school.

Before they went out, Ling Li noticed that Tao Xing had a somewhat resistant gaze, and Lu Peng had a look of gratitude.

It seems that the chances of these two being able to develop into a pair are not very big, but I don't know Nan Zhiyi himself, do I know that he failed this time.

Downstairs, Ling Li helped clean up the cup, and seemed to inadvertently call out to Nan Zhiyi, who turned around and headed towards the study: "You seem to often play these games with your students?" ”

Nan Zhiyi turned around: "Yes, boring in the backwoods, this can also pass the time." ”

"Shouldn't scientists have enough time? Still need to be beaten? She found a topic.

Nan Zhiyi knocked on his temple: "This is a human brain, not a computer, and it still needs to rest." ”

She pursed her lips and asked with some hesitation, "What white flowers are Tao Xing talking about, and what is the story?" ”

Nan Zhiyi leaned against the door and lowered his eyes: "I made it up blindly, I can't remember the fragments I talked about before, don't you want to talk about it today?" ”

I don't know if it's her illusion, Ling Li always felt that in his seemingly clear gaze, it seemed that he was deliberately hiding something.

She didn't know what it was, but she always felt that she cared.

White flowers falling from high in the sky, crimson sky, pink cracks on the ground......

What kind of story is this? Why does Tao Xing never forget it, but Nan Zhiyi doesn't want to mention it.

That night, Ling Li woke up from her dream, sat up suddenly, her hands clenched the edge of the cold quilt, and her body couldn't stop shaking.

She had a nightmare.

Compared to the previous dreams, which were almost all black and white, this colorful dream felt so clear and real.

She walked in the pouring rain and saw the lightning on the horizon tear apart the dark night. In front of a tall building, a white magnolia fell from the roof, and then the black and red earth cracked, and hot lava emerged from the ground, occasionally rolling in pink debris, and she didn't know what it was.

After that, she walked barefoot in the tumbling sea of blood and magma, burned by the flames, corroded by pus and blood, and along the way, her feet had become white bones, and every step she took was a bone-eating pain.

She seemed to be aimless, and she seemed to be looking for someone, but in her dreams, she didn't know herself.

Because I woke up from a nightmare, after the fear, my heart was empty again.

Sure enough, she thought about it day and night, and the clip that she heard from Tao Xing, which made Ling Li care a lot and couldn't guess the specific content, was actually presented in her dream in this way.

Luckily, it was just a dream.

Outside the window was the lingering sound of wind and rain, and the thunder rumbled from far and near, and she caressed her somewhat troubled heart, gradually calming her emotions.

No wonder, there was torrential rain and lightning and thunder in the dream just now.

After this strange dream, Ling Li lay on the bed, extremely awake, and did not fall asleep again until it was close to dawn.

After a night of restless dreams, a few hours of tossing and turning, Ling Li, who appeared in front of everyone in the Chengda Institute the next day, was in a state of deep dark circles and a little sluggish.

Lu Xiaoxiao couldn't see it, and quietly pulled her and said: "You better go back and have a good rest for a day, our work needs to be meticulous, you are not in a good state, in case the work goes wrong, you know, you are on the cusp of the storm, you can't be sure that someone is staring behind you." ”

Ling Li shook her head and rejected her kindness. As she got closer and closer to leaving the courtroom, she still had an important task to complete today - on the last day of the deadline for presenting evidence, she had to check the evidence to be submitted one last time, and then hand it over to the judge before leaving work in the afternoon.

She checked the materials one by one, checking whether there was any difference between the original and the copy, and then numbered them carefully, breathing a long sigh of relief.

After finishing work, people are already sleepy, but when they come back from lunch, they can't stand the mess in their cubicle.

After dragging the remnants of the combat value to clean up the waste paper, she handed over the documents and evidence to be submitted to Assistant Min, and after doing what she had to do, she couldn't open her eyes anymore, so she lay on the table like that, dozing off.

The air conditioning in the room was a little low, and she slept with her shoulders curled up, cold all over.

Lu Xiaoxiao came over to remind her not to catch a cold, and seeing that Ling Li really couldn't keep her spirits, she put a small blanket on her shoulder and went out to run errands.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, I heard the crisp sound of tapping on the wooden tabletop.