After fully entering the school, the black gas tornado that was pulling us suddenly dissipated, and I looked up in surprise to find that the sky above the school was exactly the same as the sky I saw outside.

When I was in shock, the Taoist priest patted me and told me not to be stunned and hurry up to follow. The old man ignored us and began to look around for the source of the black qi, and the Taoist priest was not idle, but picked a direction to find it.

I was suddenly left alone in the courtyard and stood alone, I felt an inexplicable anxiety and uneasiness, and the picture of the last time I saw a dense grimace outside the gate of the ghost school came to my mind, and I suddenly felt a chill in my back.

I knew it was my delusion, so I took a deep breath and calmed down. At this time, the statue of Ba Wu God I was holding in my hand had a faint black light, which looked a little weird, but because of Lin Dongyang's explanation in advance, I knew that this thing was a divine object, and instead of being afraid, I felt a lot more at ease.

The Taoist priest and the old man were gone, and time was pressing, so I began to look for them.

The area of the school is not large, about the size of a football field, but the buildings inside are mixed and imperfectly planned, one room in the east and one in the west, and the four-story building in front of me should be the teaching building.

I suddenly remembered what was recorded in the Fengyang Historical Records, the first three students who died, one died in front of the blackboard in the classroom, one died at the corner of the stairs, and the other fell on the cement floor in front of the teaching building.

The concrete floor in front of the school building, isn't that where I'm standing now? I was full of excitement, and I subconsciously looked down, but I didn't expect to see a dark black markings on the floor two or three meters away from me.

I suddenly took a few steps back, and said in my heart No, that's such a coincidence, besides, it's been thirty years, and even if there is blood, it's long gone!

Thinking about it, I swallowed my saliva and walked over slowly. Strange to say, the house that had been abandoned for thirty years should have been covered with dust, but not only was it spotless, but there was not even a single weed in the yard. This is a strange situation, and even many rural primary schools with students all year round may not be so tidy.

As a result, the dark spot contrasts sharply with the surrounding ground, which is very abrupt. I observed for a while, and I couldn't tell if it was bloodstains, maybe it was due to psychological suggestion, and the more I looked at it, the more I felt that the shape of the markings looked like a child lying down.

I stood up and turned my gaze to the staircase that was facing me, and although the hairs on my body were already standing on end, I kept thinking of the student who died at the corner of the stairs.

At the corner of the second floor, I really saw another black spot, which was clearer than the one below. I reached out and touched it, and the touch was similar to that of a scabbed lump on a wound, and it was sure that there was no doubt that there was dried blood.

I sighed and wanted to turn back downstairs, but as soon as I stepped down, I kept thinking of a child facing the blackboard with a frightened expression, and the foot that had stepped out was retracted.

The staircase is not like the iron fence used in the school now, but a stone fence made of pure cement stones, and it is no wonder that the child fell to his death at the corner of the staircase, because there was just a protruding cement stone block at the corner, which was also stained with black blood, and he should have fallen from the upper floor, and the fatal part just hit the stone, so he died.

But what happened to these two children that caused them to die so miserably, and apparently accidentally?

Walking up to the second floor, since the Fengyang Historical Records did not record the exact place of death of the last child, I could only look for them one by one.

These classrooms are very rudimentary and small, and the desks, chairs, and benches are almost rotten, and although they are all still standing, they will scatter into a pile of rotten wood chips at the slightest touch. The blackboard was also made of black paint directly on the wall, and there was some chalk scattered on the lectern, very similar to the school I remembered as a child.

The image recorded in the book kept echoing in my mind, a child sitting in front of the blackboard in a daze, his pupils dilated, his expression distorted, and he was out of breath.

While thinking about it, I kept opening the doors of these classrooms, and opened the entire floor of classrooms in a row, but I found nothing, and there was nothing left in the empty classrooms. Then there was the third floor, the leftmost room was not, and then the penultimate room, and I kept reverberating in that image in my head, and the repetition of the action of opening the door seemed a little stiff. After opening the third door, I subconsciously prepared to leave, but suddenly, my body froze, and I subconsciously opened the door again, and I was surprised to find that the scene that had been floating in my mind actually appeared in front of me.

A petite white shadow sat in front of the podium with his back to me, with a pigtail, no more than a meter away from the podium, and sat motionless in such a strange posture facing the blackboard.

My brain buzzed, and the whole person was frightened, and my heart said that this is not a picture I imagined in my head? How could it be, how could it really appear in front of you?

A cold sweat broke out, and I didn't know how to react at all, so I froze there with the door open. The little white shadow was motionless, I was about six or seven meters away from it, and the classroom was already dark, so I couldn't be sure if it was a person or something else.

After a stalemate, my hands were numb, and the shadow still didn't move, and just as I was thinking about whether to try to go up and take a look, there was a slight sound of footsteps in the hallway.

My spirit was already tightened to the extreme, and the sudden footsteps suddenly frightened my legs weak, and the whole person collapsed to the ground, and at the same time turned his head to look, and found that the Taoist priest was sneakily peeking at me, and after seeing me fall to the ground, he exclaimed: "Hey, it's okay!" Then he immediately ran over.

I breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly gestured to him not to speak, and then stood up and looked into the classroom, this look, I was almost scared to death, only to see a hideous expression, as if the strange face of the all-white heavy makeup character painted in Peking Opera, I don't know when it has floated to the door, I put my head together, the nose is just on its face, scared my soul, almost fainted.

The strange face suddenly grinned with a strange expression, its mouth opened wide, and a scarlet tongue sighed, like a red snake, and the head of the snake opened its mouth again, and bit me with a snake letter.

I screamed, reached out and grabbed my neck, in the confusion, I felt that my hand was caught, and my face was slapped hard, and I was immediately dizzy, and my eyes were blurred, and then there were many double visions, and then I saw the face of the Taoist priest.

Like a man in the water who had grasped the only straw, I hugged him and almost cried.

"Good, the little reporter doesn't cry, the Taoist is here, ah!" The Taoist priest didn't know what was going on, he looked confused, but he still let me hold it, comforting and touching my head like a child.

I was so angry and embarrassed that I let go of him and looked back, only to find that the door was empty, and even the white shadow in front of the podium had disappeared.

"What didn't you see just now?"

"Huh? What do you see? ”

"Monsters, strange faces, a strange face that looks like a theatrical face, and a red snake ......"

I was a little incoherent, and the Taoist priest was confused, so he patted me: "What a mess, hurry up, we have made a major discovery, maybe it is the source of the black qi." ”

As he spoke, he pulled me down. I was shocked, and I looked into the classroom again, and found that there was really nothing, and I couldn't help muttering to myself, could it be a hallucination?

The Taoist priest pressed him tightly, and I didn't find anything, so I went downstairs with him, but there was always a pimple in my heart.