Jiang Futing turned around and looked at him with a serious face: "Wang Hao's evening self-study before his death, why are you late?" ”

The bloated face finally stopped smiling, obviously the face was extremely timid, but at the moment it was completely different devilish gloomy, "Squad leader, are you questioning me?" ”

Jiang Futing still didn't pay attention to his answer, and his eyes were so cold that his eyes were extremely cold: "Why do you kill people?" ”

"Why?" He smiled sarcastically on his face: "Don't you know the reason? ”

"Wu Zixuan jumped off the building by herself." Jiang Futing stated the facts without emotion.

"She jumped off the building by herself! But what is the difference between their actions and murder? Zheng Qing was suddenly enraged and asked fiercely, "You will never know what she went through, how painful she was before she died!" ”

"Then you don't have the right to take the lives of others." Jiang Futing continued to persuade.

"Oh, I forgot! You don't even have a girlfriend, how can a person like you understand me, I'm already indifferent and selfish! You haven't experienced this pain! You never know how uncomfortable it will be. Zheng Qing hysterically uncovered his scars: "You only know that you hold the banner of morality to press the weak, then she is wheeled. Where were you when you were raping?! Where were you when she was slandered?! When she jumps off the building, you will only take pictures with your mobile phones below to make her jump! ”

"I didn't." Jiang Futing looked at him seriously; "You go and turn yourself in, and I'll help you expose it."

"Come on!" Zheng Qing was desolate and laughed at himself: "Squad leader! Do you think you yourself will be much nobler than them? ”

This sentence was like a giant hammer slamming into the weakest place in Jiang Futing's heart.

He choked for a moment and slowly spoke: "As long as you turn yourself in, I will help you." ”

Zheng Qing slowly exhaled a long breath and chuckled sadly, "It's too late, as long as you start, you can't stop." ”

Jiang Futing saw the madness in his eyes, and his heart was shocked, and his calm eyes showed a trace of shock

Zheng Qing looked at what he was reacting, staggered back a few steps, pointed at Jiang Futing, and said as if jokingly: "Squad leader, you all have to hide!" ”

No drunk, even drunk.

Then Zheng Qing turned around and ran away like crazy.

Jiang Futing was stunned for a few seconds before he recovered from the shock and desperately chased after him.

But the return to his senses was too slow, and the gap was stretched too far, Jiang Futing followed the figure that was not very clear at first, until the figure completely disappeared into a corner.

He ran desperately from the playground to the garden, from the garden back to the teaching building, and then from the teaching building to the laboratory building, the comprehensive building, and the library.

The figure seemed to have evaporated and disappeared cleanly.

Jiang Futing was a little absent-minded when he returned to the bedroom, Zheng Qing was completely different from the person he knew, and he didn't even know what Zheng Qing would continue to do later.

The man himself jumped into the endless abyss, and he didn't even have a chance to pull.

But when Zheng Qing was pushed to the edge of the abyss, he was not sure of those who were pushed

noodles, whether there is a share of your own.

Jiang Futing pushed open the door of the dormitory, and there were cotton wool, bedding, and bed sheets thrown on the ground, and there were even some dirty footprints and some stains that had not dried thoroughly.

These things are scattered in front of my eyes, which is particularly dazzling.

He raised his head to look at the only most likely chrysalis messenger and asked coldly, "Who got it!" ”

"Jiang Futing, what kind of pity do you have for throwing Zheng Qing's things!" Song Cheng, who was sitting on the top bunk, mocked lukewarmly.

Yang Linsheng, who was also on the top bunk, also laughed: "That's it, I've never seen you so attentive before, don't you just don't care if you don't get in the way of your discipline!" ”

Jiang Futing ignored them, and carried the dirty bedding and clothes on the ground back to Zheng Qing's bed.

Then slowly walk to the toilet and get ready to wash.

Closing the door, you can still clearly hear their cynical discussions.

"What are you crazy about today, and you're still in love!"

"Fools are contagious, the wrong brain!"

That's true.

Jiang Futing didn't seem to care, lowered his eyebrows, continued to wash in his hands, and then went to take a shower.

After a short while, there was a rhythmic knock on the door of the dormitory, and a bright voice sounded outside the door: "Is there a person named Song Cheng?" ”

Jiang Futing frowned slightly, it seemed that he had heard this voice somewhere.

It seemed that someone kicked and stepped out of bed, dragged his slippers and pushed the door open, and the bright voice outside came into the toilet again: "I am Bai Tang, the 108th generation descendant of the Authentic Heavenly Master Sect." Mr. Song Minghui specially invited me to come here to hunt ghosts and exorcise evil spirits. ”

The brows furrowed even tighter, and the name always seemed familiar.

Jiang Futing simply packed up the toiletries, his hair had not been dried yet, and it was dripping wet.

As soon as he pushed the door open, a familiar face came into view.

Jiang Futing looked at him quietly.

The man had a pair of bright peach blossom eyes, shoulder-length long hair that seemed to have not been taken care of for a long time, and a circle of green stubble on the side of his mouth, obviously a face of vicissitudes, but the stars in his eyes looked more like an eighteen-year-old boy than himself

He was dressed in a dress that was out of place with an ordinary person, and a wooden sword hanging from his waist.

Jiang Futing searched in his memory, and felt more and more like he had seen it somewhere, but he just couldn't remember it.

The other party seemed to notice his eyes, suddenly looked over, bent his eyebrows, and smiled very gently at himself.

Jiang Futing was stunned for a moment, then avoided the person who happened to be stuck at the door of the toilet in front of him, returned to his bed, and spread out his extracurricular books, but he couldn't help but have information related to Zheng Qing in his mind.

Song Cheng also looked at him on the bed: "You were invited by my father?" ”

"Or else?" Bai Tang looked at him with a smile.

Song Cheng was watched by him all the time, and inexplicably felt a kind of indescribable creepy, and urged: "Then hurry up!" Come so late, and we'll all have to turn off the lights if we don't come again! ”

"You think I'm very idle, I just have so much time, and I can't be invited if ordinary people want to." This person is obviously wearing old clothes, but there is always a kind of awe-inspiring arrogance on his body.

"You'd better catch it! If it's a cheat! Lao Tzu wants you to look good! Song Cheng said in a vicious voice.

Bai Tang ignored him anymore, rolled his eyes directly, and then looked around briefly in the bedroom.

I don't know if it's my own delusion, Jiang Futing always felt that since the person in front of him entered the bedroom, the temperature in the bedroom kept dropping, and Sen Sende felt condensed in the room.

He couldn't help but be vigilant, keeping his eyes on the man.

Bai Tang first swayed into the toilet, came out without even 5 seconds, and then looked at everyone's bedroom bed in a particularly perfunctory manner, and finally pushed open the glass door of the balcony and looked at the drainage pipe of the balcony casually.

Back to the house.

During the whole process, he didn't even take out the wooden sword he was carrying and the bronze mirror in his hand.

Bai Tang had no choice but to lean on Jiang Futing's small table and said to them, "There are no ghosts in your bedroom. ”

"Are you kidding me?" Song Cheng asked angrily.

"Is it good to tease you?" Bai Tang said casually, taking advantage of the second before Song Cheng broke out to scold, while shaking the corners of his dirty clothes, pinching a little and continuing: "Although you don't have it in the dormitory now, there are still some in the school, I felt it as soon as I came in!" ”

"Then you didn't say it earlier!" Song Cheng felt like he was being played and scolded angrily.

"Didn't you hire me and say that you must catch a ghost in the dormitory?" Bai Tang continued to defend himself, "Then what should this ghost do now?" ”

"You caught the ghost, you asked me?" Song Cheng was so angry that he almost took a brick hammer over.

Jiang Futing listened to the conversation between the two of them, and felt that this Bai Tang was swindling, and he didn't read a single page of the book in his hand, but he still pretended to turn the page.

"Gee, isn't that different now?" Bai Tang frowned, looking embarrassed: "Look, you only said that you had to catch ghosts in the bedroom, but now that there are no ghosts in the bedroom, I have to go out and catch them, if you don't want to go out and catch them, you have to hook the ghosts, you say?" ”

"Then you hurry up!" Song Cheng glared angrily.

"Then that's another matter, if you really catch it, you have to add an additional 3,000 appearance fees when you go out, and 2,000 if you bring it in. See for yourself which one you want? ”

"What are you robbing money for? The ghost has not been caught and has to ask for money. ”

"As long as you agree to the price, it's easy to talk about catching ghosts." Bai Tang smiled innocently.

Song Cheng was so angry that he vomited blood: "As long as you really catch the ghost, it's easy to say how much money you have!" If you can't catch it, then I'll still say the same thing before, you can do it yourself! ”

"Okay, then go straight to the sixth floor." Bai Tang put it in his pocket and swaggered to leave

Song Chengma climbed down without stopping: "Lao Tzu will go with you, lest you play any tricks." ”

Jiang Futing saw that Song Cheng was also going out to prevent an accident from falling out of his sight, so he simply changed his coat and followed.

"What are you doing here?" Song Cheng turned his head angrily and looked at it.

Jiang Futing blurted out expressionlessly: "Look at you." ”

"Cut! Really take yourself seriously. ”

Song Cheng directly sneered disdainfully.

Jiang Futing didn't take it to heart, and followed them silently, I don't know if it was his illusion, since he walked out of the door of the bedroom, he always felt that there seemed to be a line of sight behind him staring at them tightly.

As they slowly walked up to the sixth floor, the feeling of being stared at by something in the darkness as a prey grew stronger and stronger.

Jiang Futing turned his head suddenly, and sure enough, it was empty, and there was nothing.

"Hey! What do you see! Song Cheng in front noticed his strange behavior of looking around, and his hairs suddenly stood up again.

Jiang Futing pondered for a moment and spoke: "There seems to be someone following us behind." ”

Song Cheng exploded instantly after hearing this: "What a fart!" Where did the people come from! If there is really something in the future, the Celestial Master will not tell us? ”

Bai Tang also turned his head when he heard their conversation, and smiled: "I don't know about the others, anyway, there are definitely no ghosts." ”

"Did you hear that?" Song Cheng scolded Jiang Futing in a snort: "There is a heavenly master here, and it is not your turn to be suspicious here!" ”

Jiang Futing was silent, and he wasn't sure if he was following, so he didn't say more, but he kept carefully tightening the vigilant string in his heart.

(End of chapter)