Deng Yuhao stopped and listened to the sound quietly, and the fluorescent lamp above his head flashed again. Around the corner, a figure remained motionless, making the sound of metal colliding.

"Smack". The lights are back to normal again.

"Hey, it's finally fixed." The figure stepped out of the corner. Seeing that it turned out to be an old man, Deng Yuhao's hanging heart slowly settled, but then his heart became flustered again, wasn't this discovered?

"Young man, what are you doing here?" The old man didn't look at Deng Yuhao, and continued to check the line energetically.

"Oh, hehe, I'...... I'm here to ...... See...... Look at the history of the school. Deng Yuhao felt that there was no worse excuse than this.

"Look at the history of the school, what is there to see in this school history?" The old man turned to Deng Yuhao and said.

"Yes, as a student of Nansong, of course, you have to understand her history clearly, this is a responsibility." Deng Yuhao exaggerated.

"Haha, interesting, hey, if I had met such an interesting little ghost as you a few years ago, wouldn't it ......" The old man stopped talking.

"Not yet?" Deng Yuhao was interested.

"Forget it, the number of days, don't you want to read the school history, I have a copy here, if you can understand it, take it back." The old man then took out a somewhat worn booklet from his bosom.

Deng Yuhao took over the school history full of the old man's sweat, and asked embarrassedly: "What are you here?" ”

The old man smiled and said, "Of course it's the administrator." ”

Deng Yuhao picked up the school history and looked at it, and the cover read "Nansong Vocational High School - Historical Review." ”

"You watch first, and I'll check it out." After the old man finished speaking, he walked aside.

Deng Yuhao opened this history book, the first page was white paper, the second page was white paper, and there was not a word on it until the end.

"Uncle, there's nothing on this." Deng Yuhao said.

The old man said as he worked, "You see it all? ”

"yes, how can it be a blank slate?" Deng Yuhao looked through it again.

"Heh, it's right to see a blank piece of paper." The old man said and walked back to Deng Yuhao's side. Then he asked, "What do you want to see when you come to the archives?" ”

Deng Yuhao knew that he couldn't hide it, and confessed: "I want to see a disappearance case two years ago." ”

"You mean the four students disappeared in broad daylight?" The old man said, looking at the ceiling.

Deng Yuhao was surprised: "Ah, you know? Can you tell me what's going on? ”

"Tell me why you're interested in this?" The old man asked with a smile.

Deng Yuhao said: "I am also entrusted by others, and the other party is the party to that matter, and now I am very uneasy." ”

The old man said, "Is there any smoke?" ”

Deng Yuhao and the caretaker were smoking and talking at the end of the corridor.

"The thing is October 13 two years ago, when a student said that his four classmates disappeared when taking pictures in the No. 9 teaching building, and then did not find the four students, but who would believe that they would suddenly evaporate in broad daylight, the police did not find any clues about the corpses in the investigation, I thought that the children skipped school by themselves, and the school also destroyed the records of this incident, in fact, as long as it happened at the school, most of them will be deleted, and the incident was recorded by me at that time. Who knows, since then, things have been even worse. ”

"Huh? You're saying it's not over yet. Deng Yuhao exclaimed.

The old man took a puff of cigarette and said: "Since then, on October 13th for two consecutive years, there will actually be people missing in the school, last time there were nine students disappeared at the same time, and the police also noticed something, but after squancing for a few months, they didn't find any clues, and it was October 13 in a few days." ”

No wonder Cheng Feng is in such a hurry at this time, Deng Yuhao thought. He also asked, "Did those people all have accidents in the No. 9 teaching building?" ”

"I don't know very well, I haven't been in charge of the record in the past two years, but I still know some eyebrows, three years down, there are eighteen students missing, heh, this school is really strange, there are a lot of people who die in vain every year, I haven't heard of the decline in the number of students who signed up in that year." The old man shook his head and said.

"I guess the employment environment here attracts everyone." Deng Yuhao said.

"Okay, I'll tell you everything you want to know, you better go back, if others know that I told you this, then my job won't be saved." After the old man finished speaking, he inadvertently flipped through the school history handed back by Deng Yuhao.

"Wait, there's a word on it." Deng Yuhao inadvertently saw some ink in the flipping school history.

The old man looked at Deng Yuhao with wide eyes, as if he was suspicious and surprised. Deng Yuhao ignored him and took the school history directly. He opened the first page of the white paper just now, and a line of relatively ancient fonts appeared on it, but fortunately, Deng Yuhao still had some insight into ancient characters, and read it out slowly.

"Yin and yang move, the chaos of the world, want to descend to the underworld, you give up your life to cover it with heavenly arts, the emperor is born, the mountains and rivers are fixed, the chaos is not peaceful, and those who come must be introduced, introduced."

Deng Yuhao read word by word, and the old man's eyes widened more and more, and he slowly shook his head in disbelief.

"Huh? The back is still a blank sheet of paper. Deng Yuhao said.

"Do you see that?" The old man said.

Deng Yuhao said puzzledly: "See, isn't this clearly written, what kind of school history, it looks like a history text." ”

The old man sighed lightly: "Providence, providence." ”

Deng Yuhao handed back the book in his hand, but the old man smiled and said, "I said, if you see something, the book will be yours." ”

"It's useless for me to hold it, you see that you cherish it so much, how can I ......" Actually, Deng Yuhao couldn't stand the sultry smell of sweat, and he really couldn't understand that he was still holding a broken book in his arms in this era.

Helplessly, the old man refused to take the book back, so Deng Yuhao had to hold the book between his two fingers and walk back.

It was already ten o'clock when I left the library, and fortunately, the dormitory door would not be closed for the next two days, but there were very few people on the road.

Walking not far from the No. 9 teaching building, Deng Yuhao stopped again. I thought, now that the temperature is down, I'd like to see how that wall is doing. As he spoke, he changed course, and as for the book, he also learned from the old man and put it in his arms.

It seems that there should be many people who know about Building 9, otherwise why can't you see a couple in such a good place? Thinking of couples, Deng Yuhao's name came to mind. Actually, I feel very good about her, and if you want to find a girlfriend, it's not bad, but Ding Xue is not as innocent as Deng Yuhao seems. Ding Xue said that Deng Yuhao is very similar to his former boyfriend, especially his mannerisms and words are very similar, and the last time he was in the school cafeteria, Ding Xue also saw this before sharing things with them. After Ding Xue told the truth, Deng Yuhao never contacted her again, because her previous boyfriend was dead, and there was no way for the living to compete with private people or anything, and Deng Yuhao didn't want to be a substitute for a dead man.

While thinking, Deng Yuhao had unconsciously arrived at the bottom of the No. 9 teaching building.

He was about to walk to the left of Building 9 when he saw a man with glasses standing at the foot of the wall, staring straight at him......