The school that Wisteria Chiharu said was a little far away, and Xia Yan sat on the girl's head and watched her walk for half an hour before she saw her destination.

When he got to the place, Natsuhiko rubbed his legs.

It's been such a long journey, and it's been really hard for me.

After kneading, he looked at the school in front of him.

The first thing he saw was a huge iron gate, locked by a large lock, and the evening wind gusted, and the iron lock and the iron door slammed into each other, making a loud noise.

The sound alone is terrifying enough.

Through the iron gate, you can see the overgrown playground and a small five-story building.

There was not the slightest light inside, the moon in the sky was not bright, and everything was shrouded in a hazy night.

"This is it, I've already been here during the day, and I've explored the way." Chiharu Wisteria's preparation is thorough.

She came to the side of the wall, where there was a stack of bricks, probably from the house next door, half a man high.

Wisteria Chiharu first climbed the pile of bricks, then climbed over the fence.

Natsuhiko followed her over the wall.

After entering the inside, due to the obstruction of the fence, all the lights that could have been seen disappeared, and only a darkness remained.

The evening breeze blows, and the grass shakes and makes a low sound.

Natsuhiko silently floated down from Wisteria Chiharu's head and sat on the girl's shoulder.

It's not that he is a little frightened in his heart, but he feels that the position above his head is too obvious, and if there is really a ghost lady, it is easy to be scared away by him.

Now sitting on your shoulder, you can observe secretly.

"Akizuki-sama, are you still there?" Wisteria Chiharu was also a little scared.

Natsuhiko poked her in the face and told her that he was still there.

"You're not leaving, are you?" Wisteria Chiharu asked nervously.

Natsuhiko wrote no on her face and urged her to hurry forward.

Chiharu Wisteria made a minute of mental preparation, took out her mobile phone, turned on the light, and walked into the door of the teaching building.

Bright lights pierced the darkness at the entryway, casting a circle of light over the tall shoe cabinet.

Shaking the phone from side to side, Chiharu Wisteria confirmed that there was no danger around.

"Excuse me." Chiharu Wisteria folded her hands and bowed earnestly to the surroundings, then passed through the entrance and entered the corridor.

Looking at Wisteria Chiharu's cautious appearance, Xia Yan was a little curious.

He stretched out his telekinesis and poked the girl in the cheek.

"Ahh Wisteria Chiharu was taken aback.

Xia Yan poked her face again dissatisfiedly:

It's just a fuss about poking your face, and you still have to poke it somewhere else?

Wisteria Chiharu reacted, and she asked with a red face, "Did Lord Akizuki find anything?" ”

Natsuhiko wrote on her face:

Haven't you been here before?

Looking at Wisteria Chiharu's cautious appearance, it doesn't look like she has been here.

"I've been here during the day, but not at night." Wisteria Chiharu scratched the back of her head, "After all, in the movie, this kind of people who come at night and are curious about monsters are the first to die, and I want to live for a few more decades." ”

This girl is quite steady.

Don't worry, with me, no monster can hurt you Xia Yan guaranteed.

Although Xia Yan really wanted to catch a ghost lady back, he knew that in this world, at least in human society, there were very few ghosts, otherwise it would be impossible for the royal family to be defenseless.

The so-called fear is just scaring yourself.

"I see." Wisteria Chiharu settled down.

In her mind, as the orthodox god of the shrine, Lady Chayihime must be stronger than those lonely ghosts.

Her actions became bold.

"Let's go first and see the white figure next to the bed, which is said to be in the middle window of the third floor." Chiharu Wisteria said.

Stepping on the creaking floor, she came to the window on the third floor.

There was nothing by the window, and there was nothing unusual in the room next to the hallway.

"There are also moving chairs, which are said to be in the third classroom on the fourth floor." Wisteria Chiharu came to the classroom on the fourth floor again.

Not to mention the moving chairs, there were no chairs in that classroom, only a lectern.

"I thought the night could be different." Wisteria Chiharu sighed, she also knew that this time it was probably not to be gained.

Going to the fifth floor, where it is said that there is a local religious ceremony, she saw only a six-pointed star and a doll placed in the center.

Xia Yan picked up the doll with his mental power and looked at it, it was just an ordinary cheap doll.

Putting the doll back in its place, Natsuhiko floats back to Chiharu Wisteria's head and decides to go home.

The exploration was fruitless, and Chiharu Wisteria was very frustrated, so she carried Natsuhiko and walked down from the fifth floor.

The floor was in disrepair, making a clattering sound from time to time, and it was a little scary when it came, but now it only feels a little noisy.

When she reached the third floor, Wisteria Chiharu came to the window and looked left and right.

Still not the slightest gain.

She turned her head in disappointment, and her vision swept downstairs.

She saw two dark shadows.

Immediately hid up, Wisteria Chiharu whispered to Xia Yan.

"Lord Qiuyue, I see two shadows, are those two monsters!" Her expression was agitated.

"No," Natsuhiko replied.

Wisteria Chiharu doesn't have the ability to see at night, but Xia Yan does, and he clearly sees that two men are coming downstairs.

"No, it's not." Wisteria Chiharu was even more depressed.

There is nothing more disappointing than giving hope and taking it back.

Coming downstairs, Chiharu Wisteria saw two men coming over.

One of them was an acquaintance, a man in a shirt seen by passers-by.

The other was wearing a Hawaiian T-shirt, which Natsuhiko labeled as a T-shirt man.

Seeing Wisteria Chiharu, the shirt man was overjoyed.

"It's fate that you're here!" The man in the shirt ran in front of Chiharu Wisteria.

Wisteria Chiharu took two steps back and pulled away.

The shirt man didn't care, he looked at Wisteria Chiharu: "Are you also here to visit the haunted house?" Let's do it together! ”

Xia Yan narrowed his eyes, he had already taught this guy a lesson just now, and he actually dared to come, this is not taking the ghost in his eyes, and lacking the necessary respect for the ghost.

"It's rare to see someone who likes to visit folk haunted houses, let's talk about it, I saw those legends from the Internet, let's take a look at them one by one." The T-shirt man stepped forward and said with a smile.

Compared with the shirt man, the T-shirt man speaks at a higher level, and knows how to put it normally.

"No ......" Wisteria Chiharu wanted to refuse, but was poked in the face by Natsuhiko to prevent her from speaking.

"Promise," Natsuhiko wrote on Wisteria Chiharu's hand.

Although he didn't know what Natsuhiko wanted to do, out of trust, Chiharu Wisteria agreed.

The man in the shirt was pleasantly surprised.

The man in the T-shirt walks in the front, Chiharu Wisteria and the man in the shirt walk behind.

They first walked around the corridor on the first floor, then went up to the second floor.

"There's nothing weird about it!" The man in the shirt stepped to the front, trying to show Chiharu Wisteria his masculinity.

"yes." Wisteria Chiharu said perfunctorily.

"It's a pity, if I really encounter any ghosts and monsters, I can still come up and make friends with them." The shirt man was very sorry.

Natsuhiko decided to satisfy him.

He forked his telekinesis, turned into two soles, and stepped on the floor.

Wisteria Chiharu first noticed that something was wrong, and Natsuhiko poked her in the face to tell her to keep quiet.

Walking deeper into the hallway and back, the T-shirt man sensed something was wrong.

He carefully recognized the footsteps and gasped.

There were only three of them, but there were four of them!

"Stop." The T-shirt man said.

"What's wrong?" The shirt man asked suspiciously.

"Let's go first, and then you go one by one." The man in the T-shirt wanted to see if he had heard it wrong.

He took two steps, a footstep.

Wisteria Chiharu followed, turning into two footsteps.

The shirt man followed up again, and the footsteps suddenly increased by two.

The man in the shirt also noticed this, his face turned white, and he immediately stopped.

"You walk around alone." The T-shirt man said to the shirt man.

The man in the shirt gritted his teeth and stepped away.

Xia Yan didn't follow this time, he was afraid that he would directly scare the shirt man away, so it would be meaningless.

The man in the shirt stepped away, didn't hear the footsteps, and relaxed.

The man in the T-shirt also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Maybe there's something wrong with that part of the floor." He said.

The three of them continued to walk forward.

Xia Yan floated behind the T-shirt man, thinking about whether to clean up with the T-shirt man.

He's a principled ghost, and the T-shirt guy isn't doing anything bad at the moment, and he's not easy to do.

When he hesitated, he saw the man in the T-shirt on the stairs, suddenly unstable, and fell towards Wisteria Chiharu.

With his strength and angle, Wisteria Chiharu would be knocked into the shirt man's arms.

Xia Yan narrowed his eyes, this must have been deliberate.

Stretching out his telekinesis, he pulled the T-shirt man's body, causing the T-shirt man to crash directly into the shirt man's arms.

The two of them hugged each other.

"What happened?" Wisteria Chiharu doesn't know the situation yet.

"Nothing."

They fooled Chiharu Wisteria, but they didn't know that there was a ghost who took their actions into account.

Xia Yan doesn't need to be entangled now, and the T-shirt man is not a good person.

Coming to the third floor, they came to the place where the legend goes, where white shadows will float by.

"Nothing." The man in the shirt sighed regretfully.

Xia Yan stretched out his telekinesis and picked up the milk tea cup on the ground.

Because people often visit here, there is some garbage left on the ground, and the milk tea cup is one of them.

The three of them walked down the stairs, and this time the T-shirt man was at the end, his hands in his pockets, looking at both sides leisurely.

Suddenly, a milk tea flew past the edge of his field of vision.

The man in the T-shirt shuddered, his feet slipped, and he climbed the stairs.

"You stupid, you can fall down the stairs." The man in the shirt smirked at him.

"I just saw a milk tea cup float by." The man in the T-shirt is pale.

"What milk tea cup, how can there be a milk tea cup floating, you still say me, you are braver than me" Before the shirt man finished speaking, there was a clicking sound upstairs.

A milk tea cup rolled from upstairs to his feet.

Cold sweat broke out on the heads of the shirt-shirted man and the T-shirt-shirted man.

"Why don't we go back?" They're a little scared.

"What's this, a milk tea cup was blown down by the wind." Wisteria Chiharu cooperated with Xia Yan to taunt, "You guys can't do this, it's too cowardly." ”

"We're just worried about you!" The two of them said stiffly.

"I don't have to worry, let's go up quickly." Wisteria Chiharu walked ahead.

Shirt men and T-shirt men can only keep up.

On the fourth floor, they came to the classroom.

Seeing the classroom, the man in the shirt and the man in the T-shirt breathed a sigh of relief.

The classroom was empty, and it was impossible for the legendary chairs to move.

"This rumor is too illogical, and there is not even a chair." The man in the shirt said a lot.

"yes, I think it's all fake." The T-shirt man pandered and said.

In order to wash away the stain they had just feared, they criticized the ghosts and gods with all their might.

After three minutes, when there was nothing to say, they turned back and prepared to leave.

The three of them came to the door, and the man in the shirt opened the door.

"Wait," the T-shirt man reached out and grabbed the shirt man, "Did we close the door before?" ”

The shirt man's hands trembled.

They're not playing a stealth game, so where will they close the door?

"Is it the wind?" The man in the shirt looked at the door.

Schools in island countries like to use sliding doors, and no matter how strong the wind is, they will not blow the sliding doors.

Their hearts are even more hairy.

"No, it's too strange here, let's go back!" The T-shirt man said firmly.

"That's right, that's right!" The man in the shirt nodded repeatedly.

"Ah," in order not to let them leave, Wisteria Chiharu spoke under the guidance of Natsuhiko, "I should have closed the door habitually just now. ”

"Is that so?" The man in the shirt breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't be scary! ”

"Sorry, get used to it." Seeing the panicked appearance of the two, Wisteria Chiharu was in a happy mood.

She added, "There's the last fifth floor, and when we're done, let's leave." ”

The man in the T-shirt and the man in the shirt hesitated for a while, but still accompanied Chiharu Wisteria to the fifth floor.

Opening the door to the classroom, they saw pentagrams and dolls on the ground.

"Ahhhh

“？？？”

Xia Yan didn't have time to start, and he looked dazed.

After running two steps, the man in the T-shirt and the man in the shirt reacted, and they returned to the classroom.

The man in the T-shirt touched the six-pointed star on the ground and picked up half a piece of chalk from the side: "This is a chalk drawing." ”

The man in the shirt picked up the doll: "It's just an ordinary doll." ”

The man in the T-shirt dropped the chalk on the ground.

The man in the shirt also threw the doll on the ground in disgust, scolding: "Which fool put it in this ......"

Before he could finish, his eyes widened.

He saw the puppet on the ground stand up.

The puppet grabbed the chalk and wrote on the ground: "It hurts"

Both the shirt man and the T-shirt man covered their mouths, and they didn't dare to scream.

The man in the T-shirt ran to the door and tried to open it, but he couldn't open it anyway, as if someone was pulling the door outside.

The shirt man also ran to the door, trying to help, but as soon as his hand touched the door, he felt something knock on his hand.

He let go of his hand in pain.

The man in the T-shirt was also slapped on the palm.

They clasped their hands and looked back at the six-pointed star.

The doll is still writing in chalk.

"Why did you drop me?"

The font used by the puppet is a round and cute style, but the man in the T-shirt and the man in the shirt feel even more frightened.

"Why did you drop me?"

The puppet's font becomes sharper.

"You're bad boys!"

Click-

The chalk in the doll's hand breaks.

The T-shirt man and the shirt man shook their bodies.

At the sound of their exclamations, the puppet slowly raised its head.