Tilted Xu was quite surprised, pretending to look at him curiously and said, "Then, can you tell me?" ”

The round-faced little boy seemed to be afraid that there were others around, and after turning around to make sure that there was no one else, he said, "In that school, there is a classmate who likes to do homework very much." ”

"......??" ”

The round-faced little boy said, "Really! The other children nodded their heads like garlic.

"...... So, how do you know? ”

"Because he did our homework!" The round-faced little boy suddenly said a little embarrassed, "Sister Fairy, I'll tell you a little secret, but don't be angry when you hear it." ”

Leaning over his ear, he said, "Okay, you say." ”

The round-faced boy said, "Actually, the six of us haven't done our homework for a month." We used to wake up early in the morning to do our homework and never take it home. But since last month, when we came to the school, we found that our homework had already been completed. Every day after that, as long as we put our homework on the table after school, that classmate would help us finish it in the evening. ”

The big-eyed little girl also said, "Yes, that classmate is good, and his handwriting is also very good." However, because the words are so beautiful, Mr. saw it when he checked the homework at the end of the month, so he moved us to this school and didn't let that classmate do our homework for us anymore. ”

He couldn't help but laugh. How old do children know what the hell is? In their hearts, it was just a friendly and helpful classmate.

Yan Shu opened his mouth wide, endured it and couldn't hold back, and said bitterly: "Why! Why didn't I do my homework for me when I went to school? ”

The children were curious and asked, "What is a ghost?" ”

Yan Shu didn't know how to explain to the children, and said vaguely: "Eh, ghosts, ghosts are ......"

"Ghosts are people. ”

Yan Shu smiled: "That's right. Not right either. ”

The children were confused and ignorant.

Qian Xu remembered the "blood words left on the table" that the second shopkeeper said earlier, so he asked again: "That classmate, have you ever written on your desk?" ”

"Yes!" A pigtailed girl who had never interjected raised her hand and said, "What he wrote on my desk, it's in red!" It's weird, I've never seen anyone grind out a red Moyer, and when I asked my dad, he told me I was talking nonsense. ”

The round-faced boy said, "My dad said that the red letters are written in blood. ”

"Huh?" The girls were a little scared.

Qian Xu hurriedly said: "It's not blood, it's cinnabar, it's the red cinnabar that girls like to dot between their eyebrows." He wrote it in cinnabar, not blood. ”

The tone was affirmative, and the expression looked convincing, so the children believed it and were no longer afraid.

Yan Shuqi said: "Then what kind of words did he write?" ”

The pigtailed girl tried to remember, and her little eyebrows were almost twisted together: "He wrote eight words." What are you to...... Nothing more. She blushed and added, "There are a few words I don't recognize." ”

"Then do you remember, what do those words look like?" ”

The pigtailed girl said, "Remember, remember a little." ”

Qian Xu encouraged: "Then can you write it to me?" ”

The pigtailed girl nodded, turned around and ran to her desk, took a brush and began to write seriously.

Everyone gathered around, and the children stood in a circle around her, all tilting their heads to watch her write. Tian Xu and Yan Shu stood behind the children, and also lowered their heads to look at the word.

At what age did the child's words be crooked, barely recognizable for a long time, and read uncertainly: "'By you to perish, will not stop?'" 'This, this is not a sentence, huh? ”

The pigtailed girl blushed and said, "I, I don't know." ”

Tilt Xu touched her head and said, "It's well written, I know." ”

Yan Shu looked at her in surprise, and the latter smiled without saying a word.

"Can you show me the homework that that classmate has written?" ”

The children scattered to get the notebook and rushed to hand it to Dump Xu. He took them all and flipped them through one by one.

The words on the book are rugged, through the back of the paper, at a glance it is the handwriting that has been practiced for many years, and the pen is slightly sharp, it should be a man's words.

The eldest of these children is only five years old, so Mr. Bi assigns them homework to copy a few small poems every day to practice writing. And this "ghost classmate" copied a lot of love poems freely, what "I wish to be a winged bird in heaven", what "I think about you when you sit and think about you", there is a lot of affection between the lines, and you really can't hide it.

Looking at it thoughtfully, Yan Shu praised it on the side: "Wow, this is really well written, amazing." ”

At this time, Mr. Bi opened the door and walked in, and said with a slightly calm face: "Qiandao Chief, a quarter of an hour has arrived." ”

Qian Xu hurriedly put down the notebook in his hand and said, "Poor Dao will come out now." ”

Mr. Bi said to the children: "Don't sit down quickly, Mr. Li will come to class soon!" ”

The children's faces fell, and they all sat back reluctantly.

Before Yan Shu left, another person gave Bao Bao candied fruit, and Tan Xu left Bao Bao dried figs for them to share.

Walking out of this school, Mr. Bi hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Qiandao Chief, what progress has been made in this haunted thing?" ”

He said: "This matter cannot be concluded for a while. Poor Dao will stay in the academy tonight and figure out this matter for himself. ”

Mr. Bi was shocked and hesitated: "This ...... I can't help it, if you ...... it."

Tilt Xu said with relief: "Mr. Bi, rest assured, the poor road will never be fine." ”

Yan Shu said on the side: "Yes, I will definitely protect my junior sister." Sir, don't worry. ”

Mr. Bi looked at Yan Shu with a hippie smile rather uneasily, and then looked at Yan Shu with an indifferent face, touched his beard and sighed.

At midnight, the cold night was gloomy. The lights were turned off in every house in the town, and it was dark and silent.

There was a dead silence in the academy, and the gray walls were even bleaker by the thin moonlight. A row of spotted bamboos on the side of the wall is shivering in the wind, and the scattered bamboo shadows are intertwined on the wall.

Outside the school, he sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, his long eyelashes cut off a dark silhouette.

Yan Shu stayed next to her in a panic, throwing stones at the bamboo by the wall for a while, going to play with snails in the flower bed for a while, touching the shell of the snail with his fingers, and then said to the lean: "This snail is called Dudu, and I want to eat when I am hungry." ”

"Then what does she want to eat?" ”

Yan Shu touched the snail again and said, "She wants to eat baby cabbage." Hey, Dudu, where can I find you a little cabbage at this late hour? ”

Dudu silently shrank into his shell.

It was boring to talk to himself, and he dragged his steps back to Tilt Xu's side, and said, "Tilt Xu, you meditate again." ”

"Hmm. ”

Yan Shu said: "Alas. You don't have to rush to cultivate, isn't this me? ”

"I know. ”

Yan Shu sighed, glanced up at the school, and said, "Didn't that ghost hear the wind and won't come tonight?" ”

"Wait a little longer. ”

Yan Shu sighed again, squatted next to her with his head drooped, and drew circles on the ground with his fingers.

Tears were silent. I only regret my kindness to the past. ”

He opened his eyes suddenly. Yan Shu raised his head sharply and looked at the school.

"Relying on Danqing's provincial knowledge, Yingying, a sad heart can't be painted."

The voice was clear and beautiful, like the sound of jade. He stood up and walked to the door of the school step by step.

"Don't be clear, the midnight bird dreams and wakes up early."

He raised his hand and pushed the door.

"Qing has been dreaming since waking up early......" The man heard the noise, stopped, and turned his head.

This person has a face as white as paper, a delicate face, and looks like a gentle scholar. He was dressed in a moon-white robe, with a hair band on his head and a white hosta stuck horizontally in the bun. At this time, he held the book in one hand and the other behind him, and looked at Qian Xu and Yan Shu with some surprise, as if he didn't quite understand why they appeared in the academy.

He glanced behind him quickly, then smiled lightly and said, "Childe is so elegant." It's a good word, so why not read it all? Seeing that he was still stunned, she turned her back on his back, "Qing has been waking up early in the morning and dreaming, and even more, crying the wind and night rain bells." ”

The man was puzzled, "I don't know why the two of you came?" ”

"It's fine." We just happened to be passing by here, and when we heard your poetry, we had a deep understanding of it, and we wanted to come in and pay a visit. He said sincerely, "In Xia Qian, a person in the rivers and lakes, he likes to write poems on weekdays, and this time he wants to make friends with his son." I don't know your surname? ”

Yan Shu didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd, so he had to pretend to be deep without speaking.

This man said: "Don't be surnamed Liu." The neighborhood calls me Yanagi. ”

He said, "Then I'll call you Brother Liu." ”

Yanagi acquiesced. He looked at Yan Shu, who had been silent, and said, "This brother is ......."

Seeing that Yan Shu still didn't speak, he said: "He is my brother, he doesn't like to talk too much, it has always been like this, Brother Liu is not strange." ”

Yanagi shook his head and raised his finger to turn another page of the book in his hand.

poured his heart into his mind, and deliberately provoked the topic: "The night is heavy, but Brother Liu has no sleep, and he is still interested in chanting poems to the moon, but he is missing the beauty?" ”

Liu Sheng's elegant face was not bloody, he pulled the corners of his lips and smiled reluctantly, and said lightly: "The thousand girls are very smart. ”

While looking at Liu Sheng, he said gently: "Looking at Brother Liu like this, is there any wish that has not been fulfilled?" If Brother Liu doesn't dislike it, Qian is willing to do his best to fulfill Brother Liu's wish. ”

Liu Sheng smiled bitterly: "Thank you for the girl's kindness, but there is no need." Who can bring the dead back to life? He looked sideways out the window, the faint moonlight sprinkled his gloomy face, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his eyes were as clear as a pool of water. ”

Looking at his expression, he suddenly realized that he had thought something wrong, and suddenly said, "Brother Liu, the poem just now...... It turned out to be ......"

Liu Sheng said with a tired face: "Thousand girls, I am really sad and can't talk to you anymore." At this point in the middle of the night, the girl should rest early, and go first. ”

Seeing that he turned around and wanted to leave, Yan Shu, who had been silent, frowned, and moved his fingers slightly, as if he wanted to leave him. Tilt Xu reached out and grabbed Yan Shu's fingers to stop his movements. Yan Shu looked at her, she shook her head, and stretched out her hand to Liu Sheng.

Liu Sheng walked with his back to Yan Qing and the others, and there was a cloud of dried black blood on his thin back, about the position of his heart, and the red black color was very dazzling on the moon-white robe.

Just as Liu Sheng was about to walk to the door, Qian Xu suddenly said in a loud voice: "Brother Liu, do you know when and where and where you are?" ”

Liu Sheng stopped, looked back at her, and said with some confusion: "When...... I don't remember exactly...... Isn't this a school? ”

Qian Xu said softly: "It's okay, you go." ”

Yanagi slowly turned around and walked to the door, and suddenly dissipated like a puff of smoke, and there was no trace of it.