"Huh?"

I heard him speak and muttered to myself: What is he reciting?

"2. Insist on exercising and actively participating in recreational activities."

"3. Don't be late for classes and meetings, don't leave early, be orderly, disciplined, and don't do things that affect the learning of others."

……

He seemed to be deliberately avoiding me, and continued to speak words that made me scratch my head, and it took me time to hear what he was babbling about.

Well...... Rules!

Why do you want to memorize the school rules?!

I didn't bother him, and when the last flower went out, the surroundings were once again darkened. There was no movement other than the sound of my breathing and his recitation of school rules.

"12. It is forbidden to play cards, chess, smoking, drinking, playing billiards on the street, entering commercial dance halls, Internet cafes, video halls, and hair (foot) washing cities, and it is strictly forbidden to participate in feudal superstition and gambling activities."

The boy paused twice with his back to this, as if his emotions had burst, and he broke down in a flood of water, shouting: "Mom, I want to go home...... I was wrong! I was so wrong! They all bullied me! They're all bad guys! ”

"Headmaster...... Headmaster, I'm not going to run away! ”

"Ahh

The boy shrugged his shoulders as if he were being tortured, as if he was beginning to keep silent about his secrets: "I didn't say that...... I didn't...... Principal, don't hit me...... I was wrong...... I'm not running away! I'm not running away! ”

"Uh...... Woowoo woo ......"

Later, the boy's shoulders shrugged so often that he seemed to be in a sheep's leprosy, and the violent convulsions made him speak in a trembling voice: "I don't want to live anymore...... I, I want to die...... Who's going to save me! I'm going to kill you guys when I go out! ”

"Hiss......"

I gasped as I listened to the boy's words.

Combined with what he had said, I suddenly realized what he meant, and why I had just seen a scarred body in the firelight.

At least! He's not alive now!

"Smack!"

I always kept a distance from the boy, but subconsciously my conscience found that I wanted to comfort the boy. Lift your feet and walk forward, but the soles of your feet step on a pool of liquid, and there is a snapping sound, which is so harsh.

"Whoa......

The boy finally turned back at this moment.

"Smack!"

When I saw the boy's face, I took a step back in a panic.

Because he's so cruel! It's so miserable!

I thought that the face of ordinary ghosts would only have special effects in movies, but I didn't expect that this boy's face also has color.

It's the kind of malnutrition, irregular work and rest schedule, and lack of adequate sleep for a long time. There was also a little green light in the whiteness, and there were dark red slap marks on the sides of his cheeks that would be left by being often pumped.

The three colors are mixed together, and when you look at him, you know that it is not human.

His neck, his neck was scarred by a ring of wire, sinking into the skin nearly a centimeter deep.

is obviously a cute face, but now it seems more than penetrating...... The facial features are more or less distorted, the nose is not the nose, and the mouth is not the mouth, as if the facial features are misplaced by someone who has been beaten alive.

The most important thing was that he had a striking wound on his wrist, and the liquid I stepped on was the blood that flowed from his wrist wound.

He suddenly laughed, a smirk that raised the corners of his mouth: "Hehehe...... I don't want to do that! But it's too painful to live! ”

"Alas!"

I shook my head and sighed, now that he had appeared in front of me and didn't threaten any attack, I could tell that he didn't want to hurt me.

So I pulled the shriveled cigarette case out of my trouser pocket and lit two in one go. One was placed in front of him, and the other was in his mouth. After taking two puffs of cigarettes, I opened my mouth to communicate with him: "What did you do?" Died so miserably. ”

"It's just despair of life."

The boy picked up the cigarette between his two fingers, and while smoking skillfully, he waved his wrist, and Nunu said, "I played the game very well, really, very well." But I couldn't study, and my grades were a mess. My parents controlled me to play games and let me study hard. When I was an adolescent, I was very rebellious, and then I fought against them, smoked and drunk, smashed tables and cups, and committed suicide. ”

"Later...... They compromised. ”

"They said there wasn't a decent esports school in the north, and they approached relatives in the south and said they had contacted me with the academy of an esports club."

"I said that if I went to the academy and tried out, I would be able to play professionally."

I looked at his frowning brows and guessed the next episode: "Then your parents took you to the south, and there is actually no academy. Did it take you to some kind of school, hoping to quit some kind of bullshit addiction? ”

"...... right"

Although he is very familiar with the posture of smoking, the smoke does not pass through his lungs, and he swallows it and spits it out directly, simply addicted to it.

"And then?"

I'm interested to know the follow-up plot.

He maintained a calm attitude at this time, and said the turbulent words in the calmest tone: "After I entered that school, I was shocked and beaten severely. It was really desperate at the time, and it's desperate to think about it now. ”

"I just thought, I can't live anymore, I don't realize it anymore."

"But there's nothing that makes me kill myself! I secretly removed the tin sheet from under the classroom desk. Every time I went to the toilet, I sharpened the iron sheet, and after grinding it for a month, the iron sheet was finally sharpened by me. ”

He probably found it difficult to put into words what he was doing, so he simply slid his cigarette back and forth on his wrist: "I hid the tin sheet in the crotch of my pants later, and no one could find it." When the lights went out at night and I went to bed, I cut my wrists with a tin sheet and kept ......."

"I didn't feel pain, I just felt relief."

"It's a wonderful feeling, like a thirsty person who suddenly drinks a bowl of sweet water to quench his thirst."

He extinguished the cigarette butt in his own blood: "After I died, the school couldn't be suppressed and was officially shut down." Many children like me have returned home, and some of them have even come to my grave and bowed down to me, saying that I am their savior, that without me, they might be like me. ”

"How can a very good child not think about it?"

I looked at his indifferent expression, as if he was just talking about normal things.

"Then you said that the people who died wanted to open it? Still don't want to open it? ”

He used a kind of sophistry on the Internet to hit back until I was speechless.

"I don't know ...... either"

Faced with this problem, there is nothing I can do.

He gritted his teeth and told the follow-up story: "After I died, my soul has been wandering, and I have inexplicably returned to my hometown. But it was the beginning of another nightmare for me, another ghost, a very powerful ghost. ”

"He lives in a big villa in the middle of nowhere."

"There are a lot of ghosts out there that are dying in the same way as me."

"He asked us to call him the headmaster, and we had to bow down to him every day and kowtow to him, otherwise he would call us with wires."

"I don't know how he used the wires and how he kept us from escaping. I don't know why he can find more ghosts who die like this, and if one of them is tortured by him, there will be a second one to make up for it, and there will be a steady stream of suicides. ”

"Damn!? Can a ghost be so awesome!? ”

I can't believe that there is such a disgusting thing that is equal to dirt in the territory beneath my eyes.

The ghosts who commit suicide are already pitiful.

It's good, and you won't get a peaceful life after death.

I can't understand what kind of person is the principal in his mouth? How can it be so arrogant? I'm really not afraid of the order of the two worlds of yin and yang!

"He's amazing......"

He tried to hide the fear in his eyes and limbs: "I learned to be wise when I died, because I knew that the dragon would never be killed. So I obeyed him, stopped resisting, and succeeded in becoming a class leader. It just so happened that he didn't know where to poke out this other side flower, and asked me to come to the south of the Yangtze River to feed those lonely souls and wild ghosts. ”

"He said that in the future, when he becomes a Buddha, he will reward me as his great disciple. Maybe you'll become some kind of arhat or something. ”

"I didn't expect to meet you as soon as I finished the whole thing."

"That woman just now scared me out of control. It reminds me of the fear of being dominated in my life, and I have nowhere to hide...... It's a lot better now. ”

This time he spoke, and I silently observed his words and deeds with the light on his face.

When he finished speaking, I suddenly realized something bad.

Because his emotions changed so quickly! Now he is too calm!

Yin is like a flower, but it eats a group of lonely souls and wild ghosts! Even if it was a suicidal ghost facing the corpse qi like a flower, it would definitely not be like this.

Could it be ...... He's lying!?