And that very night, two hours ago.

Xiangyun High School, the night was thick, like dark and cold blood flowing from a rotting corpse, winding across the sky and the earth. The moon hovered alone over the school, and the light was dim, like tears in the corners of a woman's eyes.

The tall school building was blurred by the darkness, and from a distance, it was a bloody face. The drizzling rain was pouring down in the night, everything was damp, the skin of the trees and dirt was beginning to fester, and the air was filled with a suffocating smell.

In the office, there is still a faint light. Zuo Junnan took care of correcting his homework and forgot the time.

The other teachers have already left work. In the huge office, he was the only one working alone.

"Tick! Tick! ”

The sound of the clock beating on the wall was clear in the dead silence. Like the death knell of a funeral, one by one, striking the atrium.

Dark and distant corners, as if, a slight cry meandered in a half-streamed texture.

Zuo Junnan raised his head. The temperature in the air seems to have dropped somewhat.

The chill, as if clinging to every speck of dust, mixes with the air and inhales the body.

Suddenly—

The lamp flickered. The office is flickering and dark.

Again.

As if it was caused by a lack of electricity.

So much so, after a few moments, the lamp was extinguished.

There was only darkness in the office. I can't see my fingers. Stretch out your hands, as if you are lost in the vast and dark mist.

Zuo Junnan turned on the phone, and the pale fluorescence shone on his face.

He just wanted to walk to the electric switch to check the situation, but before he could stand up, he noticed a figure at the door of the office.

It was a girl, against the moonlight, wearing a very ordinary school uniform. In addition to a pair of red women's shoes on her feet, it is particularly thrilling. The red shoes were very old, a dull red with mottled lines and a pale bare skin.

She looked faintly, her lips twitching, and she wanted to speak.

Then, she walked in......

I don't know when it began, the legend about student number 44 intensified.

"Did you hear that?" Early in the morning, there was a discussion in the classroom, "There is a female ghost with student number 44 in our school. ”

"I heard. I've heard that. That's a terrifying legend. ”

"It's just a legend, but it's not true. You girls are so timid. Shi Zhenxian interjected.

"Brother Shi, that's not what you said." A girl said to him, "I thought it was a legend, but the other night, someone saw student number 44 appear. ”

Shi Zhenxian felt his scalp tingle and scratched his head, "Really? ”

"What are you lying to? It was the school's janitor who saw it. He was terrified. I've been sick for days. Haven't come back to work yet. ”

"No, it won't. If there are really ghosts, why don't the school say a word? ”

"You're so stupid, can you talk about such a thing?"

Everyone was discussing hotly, and Zuo Junnan came in with the lesson plan.

"Stop arguing. Get ready for class. ”

"Teacher." A girl stood up boldly and asked, "Teacher, I want to ask, is the matter of student number 44 true?" ”

"What?" Zuo Junnan pushed his glasses. "I don't quite understand what you're talking about."

"Teacher, don't try to pretend to be confused." Shi Zhenxian also stood up and said, "I heard that there is a strange talk about student number 44 in our school. ”

"Have you watched too many horror online articles?" Zuo Junnan smiled, "How can there be ghosts in this world." It's all a lie. ”

"That's not right." Shi Zhenxian clearly wanted to break the casserole and ask to the end. "We don't have student number 44 in our class. This, how do you explain it. ”

Shi Zhenxian incarnated as a paparazzi reporter, picked up the voice recorder and wanted to get material from Zuo Junnan's mouth.

However, Zuo Junnan is not fooled.

"You're thinking too much. No weird things, no ghosts. I can guarantee that. Sit down and get ready for class. Especially you, Shi Zhenxian, your last exam score was so bad, don't think about student number 44. If you fail the exam again, I'll have to call your parents to come to school. ”

Under some verbal threats, Shi Zhenxian had no choice but to stick out his tongue and give up.

Despite this, the suspicion of student number 44 has not disappeared.

And, after a day, it intensified, reaching a climax.

Because, Shi Zhenxian touched it!

That night, Xiangyun High School was shrouded in a layer of night.

The sky fell completely silent, and the night air was as smooth as oil

The street lights on the campus shine quietly on one side of the light.

In the corner of the playground, the swing swayed gently in the wind, making a bitter crunching sound.

Then, from the other side of the wall, a figure jumped down.

The man crouched on the ground, looking around and around, his shiny bald head reflecting the moonlight.

This guy is Shi Zhenxian.

It's night. Why did he run back to school?

Because Shi Zhenxian forgot his mobile phone in the classroom.

Without a cell phone, tell him how to spend a long night! Nowadays, people can't live without mobile phones!

However, after 9 p.m., no outsiders were allowed to enter the school.

Therefore, Shi Zhenxian had to take the risk and climb over the wall to climb in.

He patted his knees, stood up, and quietly walked towards the school building.

Along the way, there was no one around. The whole campus looks eerie and terrifying, but it looks like a wilderness, faintly a little infiltrating.

In silence, Shi Zhenxian walked into the teaching building. A corridor that looks like there is no end, I don't know if it's a design problem or because of the change of seasons, the corridor is dark and unusual, and the cool air runs into the clothes, and I feel cold from the bottom of my heart.

As far as the eye can see, the dignified figure floats in the air, and the footsteps in the corridor clearly echo, making people's hearts tighten unconsciously.

It's really a spooky school. Shi Zhenxian couldn't help but have such thoughts. He couldn't help but think of the legend of that terrible student number 44.

Damn, there can't really be ghosts.

No, no, no. He shook his head desperately, trying to stop himself from this terrible thought.

Come on, how can there be a ghost in such a funny place?! Isn't the author afraid of being banned! Shi Zhenxian persuaded himself like this, but in the next second, he thought again: This author has convulsions from time to time, it is difficult to say that he will not be nervous.

Because of the accurate understanding of the author's convulsions, Shi Zhenxian began to panic a little.

At this moment, very suddenly......

"Hee-hee, I found you...... Found you......"

Where the voice came from, or the brain itself, it seemed too bizarre.

Shi Zhenxian stood on his feet suddenly, feeling that his blood was cold.

He looked left and right, and there was no light in this hallway. He swallowed a gulp, feeling very uncomfortable.

Damn it. He cursed in his heart, and began to regret it a little.