The two powerful ghosts are very similar to the so-called black and white impermanence.

When they were together, they went into the corner, as if they were discussing something.

I wanted to leave at this time, but I didn't expect that I was tied to an invisible thread and couldn't move.

In desperation, I could only ask Hui Ling: "How did you do it?" How did you get here? ”

Hui Ling said faintly, "I also want to ask how you did it." How did you get caught? ”

I'll tell you a little bit about what happened.

After listening to this, Hui Ling nodded slowly: "So that's the case." Coincidentally, I'm pretty much the same as you. ”

I sighed and said helplessly, "Dustless Ancestor's matter, how are you investigating?" ”

Hui Ling shook her head: "I don't have a clue at all. There are a lot of ghosts here, but they don't know how they got there. ”

I said, "There is a guy named Li Jie, I see that there seems to be an invisible rope on his body, maybe the other end of the rope is the Dustless Ancestor." ”

Hui Ling snorted: "Probably, I don't know yet." ”

I looked at her wonderingly, "Why are you so calm?" Now we're being caught. ”

Hui Ling looked at me in confusion and said, "Can't you help it?" ”

I said, "I don't." ”

Hui Ling: "......"

The two of us stared at each other and were immediately dumbfounded.

Hui Ling said, "You're not here for real, are you? You really can't help it? ”

I said, "These two ghosts are a bit eccentric, they seem to be born with a natural ability to restrain spirits. I can't help it at the moment. ”

Hui Ling looked remorseful: "I knew that I shouldn't have come with you." ”

I shook my head.

By this time, the two guys had already come over.

They looked at me and Hui Ling, and a weird smile appeared on their faces.

Then, Hui Ling and I couldn't help but follow them forward.

Soon, we were taken to a school building.

The building is only three floors old and looks like it has been abandoned for a long time.

The No. 5 Middle School was renovated once a few years ago and built a luxurious school gate. A new school building was built, but I didn't expect that an old building was still preserved here.

Why didn't this place be demolished? It's a bit of a hindrance to stay here, weird.

Hui Ling and I were taken to the dilapidated school building.

As I walked down the hallway, I peeked through the window on the wooden door, and I saw that there were many tables and chairs.

A thick layer of dust fell on the tables and chairs, and under the dust, there were faint traces of books.

It gave me the feeling that the school building had been abandoned in a hurry.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang behind him.

I was startled to find that the door was closed.

I couldn't help but complain: "How did you do it?" Why does the door always have to be so closed, is it scary? ”

I walked over and tugged at the gate, but it wouldn't open at all.

Hui Ling suddenly sighed: "Can you move freely?" ”

I looked at Hui Ling: "Aren't you able to move?" ”

The two of us looked around and noticed that the two ghosts were gone.

I looked at Hui Ling, and Hui Ling looked at me, and there was a puzzled look in our eyes.

I said to Hui Ling, "What do these two ghosts mean? Tie us up here and leave? ”

Hui Ling spread her hands: "Who knows." Let's go around here, maybe they want us to know something. ”

I walked around the building and found that all the classrooms were locked, except for one room, which could be opened open.

It seems like their purpose is to get us into this classroom.

I walked in and found that it was a normal classroom, nothing special.

As if she had found a treasure, Hui Ling smiled and said, "There is a diary here, and I like to read other people's privacy the most." ”

Me: "......"

Okay, Hui Ling is indeed such a person.

When you have nothing to do, you have to peek into other people's memories through your soul, and now you see the diary, how can you not look at it?

I asked Hui Ling, "What does the diary say?" ”

Hui Ling didn't pay attention to me, and watched with relish, as if she didn't hear me at all.

I leaned over to take a look, and the page that Hui Ling turned to, there were a lot of words written densely.

The words are small and densely arranged, as if each word is frightened, and it seems that they want to be closer to each other, so that they feel safe.

I'm looking at it from the first line.

It reads: "I played that game again today, I didn't want to play it, but I didn't dare not play it, every time I was a ghost, I didn't want to be caught, but every time I was caught." It's too painful. ”

At first glance, it may seem scary, but when you think about it, it's nothing.

Elementary school students play games and like to distinguish their teammates in this way.

For example, in hide and seek, those who are responsible for catching people are called ghosts, and those who are responsible for hiding are called people.

Therefore, hide and seek is also known as ghost catching.

And this student, he played the role of a ghost, but he was caught again. It sounds a bit like hide-and-seek, but it doesn't seem to be the same, maybe they're playing man and ghost?

I shook my head and continued to look down.

As a result, everything below repeats this sentence.

I can imagine that the students who wrote the diary were on the verge of a mental breakdown.

What's even more strange to me is that there is only one sentence on the full page, how can Hui Ling read it with such relish, and he hasn't finished reading it for so long?

I turned my head to look at Hui Ling.

Hui was inspired by my gaze and turned to look at me.

This gaze made me feel very strange, as if I had never seen it before.

However, Hui Ling's gaze soon returned to normal.

She asked me, "What do you see?" ”

I said faintly, "What are you looking at?" In a word, watch it for so long? What the hell are you doing? ”

Hui Ling glanced at me and said lightly, "Are you sure this is a sentence?" Don't you see? The handwriting of each sentence is different. ”

When I looked closely, it was true.

The handwriting is indeed different, as if it was not written by the same person.

But...... This is a diary, how can so many people co-write a diary? And it's the same thing that is written.

I shook my head, thinking it was a bit unreasonable.

Hui Ling finally turned the page of the diary and let me look at the second page.

I saw the second page that said: Those impermanences are so annoying, they all look like they have dog noses, they can smell my location just by smelling them, I have been caught many times, it is so uncomfortable. I don't think I have much to live.

Impermanence?

What's that? Isn't it the thing that caught me and Hui Ling?

I don't know why, but I feel a little uneasy and think this game is weird.

Hui Ling hasn't turned the page yet.

I said, "The whole page is the same sentence, haven't you finished reading it?" ”

Hui Ling said: "Their handwriting is different. ”

I said, "I've known this for a long time." Even if the handwriting is different, isn't the content still the same? What's so nice about this? ”

Hui Ling said, "No, you see. At this time, the carbon pen had the least handwriting. By the time it got to this page, it had the most handwriting. And the pencil handwriting is completely gone. ”

"It's like someone has been left behind."

"Also, if you look at the phrase, what does it mean to say, 'I don't think I'll have much more to live'? Did someone die? ”

I looked at her wonderingly, "When did you become so sharp-eyed?" There are so many things to see from such a diary? I wonder if you've secretly read the script. ”

Hui Ling laughed.

Then, she flipped a page of the diary.

As if returning to Hui Ling's question, the next page was written line by line: "Someone is dead again." Half of our class is dead. ”

I shook my head: "It's unlikely, right?" A school, half of the dead students, has long been on the news. Why have I never heard of it? ”

I took out my phone and searched Anseong No. 5 Middle School.

As a result, there was not the slightest news in this regard.

Hui Ling said to me, "Could it be that the school is covering it up?" ”

I shook my head: "Impossible, such a big thing, can't be covered up." There will definitely be gossip. ”

Hui Ling said: "It seems that this diary is made up nonsense. ”

She flipped to another page, which read: My table mate is also dead, and it is so uncomfortable to go to class with dead people. Can't anyone else feel it? Or are they dead too?

When I saw this, I also began to feel uncomfortable.

I can imagine a scene where a man dies and sits next to you, and everybody but you are used to it. That fear, that loneliness, that despair...... It can really drive people crazy.

I said to Hui Ling, "This diary looks too strenuous, you should read it first." Tell me about it after reading it. ”

Hui Ling sighed and began to flip through the pages one by one, this time her speed was much faster.

I walked around the classroom, and then I noticed that many people had paper money in their desks.

Some have one or two, some have one or two stacks.

I was reminded of what I was writing in my diary: my table mate was dead, and no one else could feel it.

Could it be that everyone in this class is dead? So they're using paper money? They are like walking corpses, walking in the world, and no one finds out in the end?

At this time, Hui Ling said to me, "I'm done? ”

I asked Hui Ling, "Do you know what's going on?" ”

Hui Ling snorted: "I guessed it." ”

I said, "Tell me?" ”

Hui Ling was silent for a while, and then said to me: "Here's the thing, a few years ago, there was farmland outside the No. 5 Middle School. ”

I hummed, "It's normal, a lot of high schools are farmland outside. Land is cheap and schools are affordable. ”

Hui Ling said: "In the farmland, there is an ancestral grave. The students dug up. ”

I was taken aback: "Wouldn't it?" Can you do such a thing as digging a grave? Didn't the villagers kill them? ”

Hui Ling said: "It is a dead grave. Nobody cares. ”

Me: "......"

Okay, dig up the graves. These people in the fifth middle school are considered to be bad to the root.