Almost all universities have so-called 'secrets', which are passed down by the seniors and seniors, which can be regarded as a relatively special campus culture.

And what Wang Ming thought of was the mysterious Building No. 7.

There are thirteen buildings in the school that are used for teaching, from Building 1 to Building 13.

On the first day of admission, when looking at the school map booklet (the school is really big, freshmen often get lost, Wang Ming originally planned to eat at the Liyuan Restaurant in the west on the first day, but he got lost and wandered to the South Park Restaurant in the south), Wang Ming was surprised to find that there was no No. 7 teaching building, according to the map display, it was directly from No. 6 to No. 8, skipping No. 7!

This strange phenomenon naturally attracted the attention of the freshmen, and soon, there were 'enthusiastic' seniors who came out to explain.

It turned out that the school had the No. 7 teaching building more than ten years ago, but one night, there was an accident, and the good building suddenly collapsed!

The seniors said it was wicked, and without warning, the whole building collapsed! It was as if it had been shattered from within.

Unfortunately, there was a senior sister in the building who was studying in it at that time.

It is said that when the debris was cleaned up, the workers found that a small half of the masonry in the middle had turned into fine powder, and after the residue was cleaned up, the body of the senior sister was not found.

What's even more strange is that after that, the school did not rebuild Building No. 7, but dug down the original site and built a personal lake, and from the map, it can be clearly identified that the outer outline of this man-made lake is exactly the same as the map of China!

The railings full of dragon-shaped reliefs and the Chinese columns standing next to them all make people think about it.

Since then, the mysterious legend about Building 7 has been passed down from generation to generation.

Now it seems that any legend is not groundless, and there is really a problem with this land!

However, under the eyes of everyone, Wang Ming couldn't go all out to investigate, so he could only wait for the evening, maybe the lost soul of Liu Zizhong had a lot to do with this land.

Just when Wang Ming was doing a rough investigation with his mental power, Zhang Juhe, who was hiding in the crowd, sighed softly.

He clearly felt a slight fluctuation in his mental power in the field, but the fluctuation was so scattered that he couldn't locate the source.

"Could it be that there are people in the same way here?" Zhang Juhe was a little puzzled, he could easily find the fluctuation of mental power, which showed that this person's ability to control mental power was poor, and the fluctuation was so scattered, it also showed that this person's method of controlling mental power was extremely poor, which would lead to a waste rate of up to 300% of mental power!

I took a closer look at the crowd, but I didn't find any clues.

"Forget it, it should be a little ghost who has just peeked into the door, and it won't get in the way!"

Then, Zhang Juhe shifted his focus to the Chinese column.

In fact, he knew very well in his heart that what kind of man-made lake with special contours and railings was purely for decoration, and had no substantive significance, but back then, people spent a lot of money to ask the master to help, and it was too simple for people to question the master's ability, and the master simply did it exaggeratedly, anyway, this kind of thing, spending money will not be ambiguous, and you can also receive kickbacks from it, why not?

Master did lay a forbidden magic circle at the bottom of the lake back then, and what the outside world really had to do with the forbidden magic circle was the Chinese pillar, which contained the sigil made by the master himself, which could gather the righteousness of the literati in this square as the energy source of the forbidden magic circle, and if the energy was insufficient, it would cause the magic circle to fail.

Judging from Zhang Juhe's previous observations, this forbidden magic circle did not completely fail, but only loosened, causing the suppressed things inside to leak their power a little.

"However, the soul lost by that kid of the Liu family can't be dragged into the magic circle by that thing, right?"

If that's the case, then it's easy to do, there is still a gap in the magic circle, and I will investigate under the magic circle at night, anyway, the evil things suppressed in it are not a powerful thing.

Although I don't know very well, since it is a not very powerful evil thing, why the master did not directly overtake it, but chose to suppress it, but the master always did things for a reason, but it was precisely because the things in it were not powerful that the master dared to let himself come with confidence.

That's okay, the soul lost by the kid of the Liu family can be easily recovered, tsk, with the way of a big family like the Liu family, I have helped them so much, and the benefits must be indispensable, maybe I will give myself some natural treasures or something!

Thinking of this, Zhang Juhe's mood suddenly became happy.

About forty minutes later, the recitation ended, Zhu Dezheng was old after all, and forty minutes had already made him a little unbearable.

After the recitation, Zhu Dezheng made a simple speech, the content is probably that Chinese culture is a treasure house of Chinese thought, it needs to be valued by young people, as college students, we can not lose the traditional culture of China, today the school will vigorously support the Chinese culture society, all departments must do a good job of cooperating with the work, etc., and finally it is to show that all the venues near Yangming Lake, the Chinese culture society has the priority to use!

At this moment, the emotions of Wang Ming and others boiled directly.

After Zhu Dezheng left the venue, Lin Lu, the president of the student union, walked over with a smile on his face: "Congratulations, the future development situation of your Chinese Studies Society is very good!"

"President Cheng Jiyan, in the future, please help me a lot!" Although He Xu has always been very unhappy with the student union, the president of the family came to show favor in person, and he didn't want to save face.

"It should be, it should be!" Lin Lu was full of spring breeze.

"Let's go, let's go celebrate! It's a pity that Zhao Yi's kid is not here, otherwise I have to slaughter him well!" Seeing a nasty figure not far away, Wang Ming didn't say a word, pulled He Xu and left.

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"Brother Lin, this land was given to them from the Chinese Studies Club, what should I do with the Roller Skating Club?" Wang Ming As soon as they walked on the front foot, a student stopped Lin Lu on the back foot.

"I'll give you a piece of good land over there at the stadium. Lin Lu tugged at the tie on her suit.

"Made, this Zhu De just has a brain, there are only a few people in the Chinese Studies Society, as for it!" Deng Ke was extremely angry.

"Be careful when you speak, what's in a hurry, as far as I know, the old guy will retire soon, if nothing else, it should be your uncle who will take over, and then you can pinch this Chinese Studies Club as much as you want!" Lin Lu said patiently, this Deng Ke is the nephew of the vice principal and the president of the roller skating club, and he has a good skin.

"Hmph, just let them talk for a while, fortunately Zhao Yi's little white face is not here today, otherwise I might really want to go up and beat him up!" Deng Ke clenched his fists.

"Okay, Master Deng, he is a weak scholar, he can't help your fist!" Lin Lu was a little helpless.

"A bunch of weak chickens!" Deng Ke said disdainfully.