And for fear that it will really be exposed, so it is indeed Lu Changku's style to withdraw if he notices that something is wrong.

Bai Tang's expression didn't relax much because of this, "You still have to investigate this person named Lu Changku, it can't be as simple as an ordinary student, he either has a person standing behind him, or he himself has a teacher." The power that can interfere with me is far beyond the scope of ordinary people. ”

"Good!" Jiang Futing responded seriously.

Even if there was no reminder from Bai Tang, he would do it in private.

The moonlight overhead disappeared at some point, and the thick dark clouds covered it like a quilt, overwhelming people.

Jiang Futing sniffed, and the air was unconsciously filled with moisture, as if it was going to rain.

This place is already quite desolate, after turning in from the main road, only a rugged path remains, and there are not even weeds on the bluestone slabs under the feet, only a few stingy ones growing on the side of the dead trees.

At the end of the path, you will find a building obscured by dead branches that grow out of the sky.

I don't know how long this place hasn't been visited, and some of the branches are lying across the path.

They just can't get up if they want to.

Jiang Futing kept pushing aside the messy branches, trying his best to keep the speed of his feet unabated.

After walking for about ten minutes, I finally came to the end of the path.

The dilapidated building stood in the cold wind, and the fence around the building had long been rusted, and when the wind blew, the rust flakes on it could turn into powder.

The dead leaves wrapped around the fence dried so dry that only that thin and brittle skin remained, and even the slightest touch of the hand could tear it apart.

Just as they were about to push the fence open, there was a strange feeling under the foot of the one that Jiang Futing had just lifted out.

It seems that I have stepped on something, and it is very hard, and the soles of my feet are so panicked that it is impossible not to notice it.

He stopped, lowered his head, and tentatively stomped on the spot with both feet.

It's like a board.

Seeing his strange behavior, Bai Tang asked, "Did you touch something?"

"Seems to be." Jiang Futing said uncertainly.

He squatted down and looked at it carefully, but the board seemed to have been on the ground for a long time, covered with a thick layer of ash, and it was impossible to see anything famous with the naked eye.

A trace of turbid air poured out from his fingertips, brushing away the dust from it, revealing a somewhat faded handwriting underneath.

It turned out to be a falling sign.

Jiang Futing waved his hand directly, and the turbidity quickly swept on it.

The moment he saw all the fonts on it, his hand froze in mid-air, and he forgot to withdraw it for a moment.

Bai Tang tilted his head and subconsciously read out: "Lele'er Orphanage."

Jiang Futing groaned for a moment, his cold eyes flashed, and he looked up to explore the dilapidated and old building in front of him, "This should be the predecessor of the orphanage. It seems that Li Shang was selective and truthful that day. ”

As he spoke, he clapped his hands and trouser legs and stood up, and decisively pushed the fence and walked in.

At the moment when the two of them stepped in, the surrounding aura suddenly changed drastically!

The mottled and chaotic ghost qi poured in from all directions, and the cold wind blew people's souls trembling.

The terrifying ghost howls are overwhelming, and the building is full of undispellable ghosts floating inside and out.

"This place actually made such a hidden barrier." Bai Tang looked at these ghosts floating around, and opened his mouth with some surprise, so hidden that even he couldn't detect it

Fine hair.

And the black thread that he had been pulling in his hand was disturbed by the aura of the unjust souls all over the place the moment they entered.

The ghosts wandering around, the moment the barrier was touched, almost unanimously turned around.

A pair of dark and faint eyes, all staring at the two of them.

Jiang Futing was originally worried that although the old orphanage was dilapidated, its original appearance was still there, and it was estimated that it would take a lot of time to find it.

Now that there are so many witnesses here, it saves a lot of trouble.

Under the astonished gaze of a group of ghosts, he did not shy away from walking directly to the nearest one.

Then he raised his hand, and under their shocked gaze, gray turbidity rushed out of his palm like a snake, and suddenly wrapped around the body of the little ghost, and with a slight tug, he pulled the little ghost who could not resist to him.

I don't know how many years there have been strangers in this place, and suddenly there are two, it's still so terrifying, the moment the little ghost is dragged over, it is inevitable to meet Jiang Futing's eyes.

As deep as the sky, his pupils were like a piercing ice pick, which could scatter his soul in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Futing's fingers bent, and the turbidity that wrapped around the little ghost like a snake immediately understood, and wrapped the little ghost harder and harder.

The breath of silence wrapped tightly around it, and this was the second time it felt that life was so fragile except for the moment when it died.

Just a wrong thought, or a superfluous act that shouldn't be done.

In the next second, he will fall apart and never recover.

It couldn't figure out who the person in front of it was and what he wanted to do, but the moment he appeared, there was a monstrous hostility and murderous intent.

So he closed his mouth tightly, not daring to speak at will, but could only stare at him with wide eyes and look at him in fear.

Jiang Futing looked at him coldly, there was no extra time for him to spend at the moment, let him figure out what was going on here, he went straight to the point: "I ask you a question, you have to answer honestly, otherwise don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."

The imp's face, which was already pale from the frightening words of his threat, was as stiff as a white-painted wall. It opened its mouth in pain, tried to speak, but could not utter a word, and then nodded with difficulty.

Jiang Futing slightly restrained the turbidity in his hand, his expression was a little dark, but his voice was still cold: "A twenty-one-two girl came in just now, where is she now?"

"I ...... I...... I don't know......" The little ghost spoke tremblingly, and his whole soul trembled as soon as he spoke, as if he could shake away the little ghost energy he had left.

Jiang Futing laughed angrily, feeling that he was probably too polite, and these little ghosts who worked hard for others dared to make fun of themselves.

He was no longer polite, threw away his ridiculous pity, and squeezed his palm hard.

The snake-like turbidity gas became tighter and tighter on the little ghost's body, and the gray gas squeezed into the little ghost's body little by little, making a piercing and terrifying "bang" sound.

Like raw meat roasted on a fire, or like a water droplet suddenly hitting a high temperature, a violent physical reaction occurs, and it evaporates at a rapid rate.

Hearing this voice, the other wild ghosts around couldn't help but be frightened, and the ghosts who originally wanted to come forward to help all unconsciously held down their impatient steps and retreated.

The little ghost was so painful that he couldn't even scream, so he could only stare at the beads, open his mouth, and scream silently and desperately, venting his pain.

Jiang Futing's indifferent appearance reminded the little ghost who had lost his mind for a short time to be in charge of punishment in hell

Hell, fear completely dominates its brain.

Just when its consciousness was a little confused, the cold voice of the man sounded in its ears again: "Do you know now?"

It kept trembling, shook itself into a blower, and when it opened its voice, its voice was hoarse as if it were its own: "I know! I know! Right there. ”

After finishing speaking, he also stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the building, and carefully described it without daring to deviate: "Go in and go left past two old classrooms to the end, there is a small office, and she is there!"

Jiang Futing shook his hand at this time, and finally let it go, and then beckoned to Bai Tang, didn't stay for a moment, and ran directly inside.

The shafts and screws of the orphanage gate are rusty and missing, and the wooden doors are polished by the wind and rain, and some are cracked by the summer sun.

As soon as it was pushed open, the door staggered and fell on the shaft, like a dead leaf on a branch, and it was about to fall in the next second.

The sound of fast footsteps fell to the ground like the beating of drums on the frontier.

Da Da Da –

In this black and oppressive environment, accompanied by the howling of the cold wind, it continued to spread.

Jiang Futing soon saw the classroom that the wild ghost was talking about, the classroom was locked, and a thick layer of dust had accumulated on the door, on the wall, and on the glass window.

At first glance, it has been shelved for a long time, and a place like this, even if it is developed, does not have much value in the short term.

Unless the top developers in China directly contract this entire area, commercial and residential, with amusement areas, it is possible to attract people to come here in today's rising housing prices.

Soon, Jiang Futing noticed that the deeper the building went, the stronger the musty smell of decay became.

The smell is indescribable, as if organic matter has been left on hold for a long time under the catalysis of time.

Then, slowly, little by little, it penetrates into the ground, infiltrates the walls, and merges with the whole building.

And then under the dust of the wind and rain, it turns into the current taste, which is the kind of disgusting that pickles in the taste and has seen the light.

He furrowed his eyebrows, and the moment the smell entered his nasal cavity, according to long-term experience and intuition, this musty smell was definitely not as simple as ordinary things moldy.

The signs on the door frames of the classrooms also fell to the ground and were covered with dust, and the classrooms were filled with desks and small stools for children.

Some of the tables were piled up with useless books, accompanied by the dust in the air year after year.

I don't know if he was running too fast, Jiang Futing vaguely saw a lot of branch-like things on the ground in the gap between the tables.

It's just that the branch seems to be glowing with a cold grayish white, which makes him not very sure.

The unpleasant smell almost reached its peak when they were next to these two classrooms, and even rushed people a little.

He hadn't smelled such a strange smell in a long time.

Jiang Futing subconsciously covered his mouth and nose, and swept his eyes to the side only to find that Bai Tang had already covered his nose, although his face was buried behind his palm, the gloomy cover that the whole person exuded from beginning to end could not be hidden.

The classroom in the previous room, as if someone had been in and out, was not as dirty as the first one, the dust in the corners was not too much, and the door frames were all smooth and clean.

The transparent glass window was covered with large and small handprints, as if something was about to struggle out of it, and it made people's backs chill when they saw it.

This classroom was closed not long ago?

The moment Jiang Futing saw the glass window, this thought almost subconsciously popped out.

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