Volume 1: The Fog Chapter 3: The Ninth Study Room 2

In a blink of an eye, it has been more than half a month since the female corpse was found next to the building in the study room, and almost everyone in the school knows it, and it has always made people panic in recent days. But in the end, because there were no other follow-up accidents, people in the school began to choose to forget this episode that was not good at all.

But just when I was about to let go of this matter, there was a sudden death in the study room at school, and seven people died at once.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like an accident.

It has been two days since the first sudden death, and in the past two days, people have died one after another in the study room, and there are all kinds of chaotic ways to die. There are those who suddenly walked and fell to death, those who choked to death after drinking water, and even one who was stoned to death by a hair, these strange ways of dying really have to make me want to complain: In contrast, sudden death in a group is really normal.

Obviously, because of the events of that night, I had decided not to go to the study hall again, but after this series of accidental deaths, I suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of mission in my heart.

In the evening, I couldn't help but pull Zong Qing directly from the dormitory and planned to go to the study room, and when I forced Zong Qing out of the dormitory, Wang Xiao and Zhao Sijing looked at me inexplicably.

On the way to the study room, I told Zong Qing about my desire to go with her to find the ninth study room. And she just replied to me lightly, "Well, I know." ”

"Huh? How do you know? ”

"I said last time you'd definitely go back."

When she said that, I remembered. Suddenly, I had a flash of inspiration, as if I felt something, since she knew that I would go again, does that also prove that she also knew about the series of events that would happen next, so why didn't she stop it? It may not be possible to stop the initiators, but at least it can prevent those who have died from going to the study hall to die.

Maybe it was because my inquiring expression was too obvious, Zong Qing, who had long been silent, suddenly spoke to me, "I know what you're thinking, everyone has their own life, and I don't have that much power to change." ”

I was a little surprised by her sudden explanation, but when I think about it, it seems that this is indeed the case. People have their own lives, where they can change it, in the final analysis, changing their lives against the sky or something only appears in novels, and it is basically impossible to do it in reality.

Before we knew it, we had arrived at the building where the study hall was. When I mustered up the courage to go upstairs, Zong Qing suddenly grabbed my hand and stuffed a charm into my hand.

"You ......"

"Of the Metaphysical Family." Before I could finish speaking, Zong Qing interrupted me and answered me.

The answer was completely unexpected, but I always felt like she had something important left unsaid. Forget it, I have a lot of secrets anyway.

Holding on to the charm that Zong Qing gave me, I joked at her, "With my physique, you might as well follow me all the time." ”

Zong Qing didn't seem to have any desire to answer my ridicule. In the blink of an eye, the two of us were on the floor of the study room. Maybe it's because there's been so much going on lately, and the study room, which has always been full, is now only sparsely populated by a few people. There are more or less people in the first three study rooms, but when you go to the fourth study room, you don't even have the lights on, so you can see that there is no one.

As I was pulling Zong Qing straight in the direction of the ninth study room, I suddenly noticed a glimmer of light flashing on the bracelet on my right wrist that no one else could detect. My footsteps paused slightly, and then I immediately let go of the hand holding Zong Qing, and said to her seriously: "You just wait for me here, I can only go alone in this matter." ”

Zong Qing frowned slightly, looked at me with a straight face, and nodded hesitantly, "Okay, I'll wait for you here." ”

After hearing her words, I turned around and walked firmly towards the ninth study room. Since the fourth study room, there are no people studying in the next few study rooms, so even the lights in the corridor are turned off, and from the seventh study room, the lights in the corridor outside the first three study rooms cannot be seen. When I walked to the junction of the back door of the sixth study room and the front door of the seventh study room, I suddenly felt a sense of retreat in my heart.

After another 20 seconds of walking, although it was dark around me, I still knew very well that there was the ninth study room next to me. Before entering the study room, I touched the bracelet on my right wrist, "Reincarnation karma, now!" "The incantation is silent, so I'm not worried at all that Zong Qing standing in the corridor will hear it.

The moment I finished the mantra, my bracelet turned into a book and appeared in my hand.

I resolutely pushed open the door of the study room, and there was a sound in my ears, and there was a black hole in front of me, and even the street lights downstairs did not penetrate through the window opposite me. When I stepped into the study room, the door behind me closed as it had been the last time.

The lights for self-study were all bright and bright, and my eyes, which were accustomed to the dark environment, had not yet adapted to it for a while, and closed my eyes reflexively. After getting used to it, I opened my eyes again, and when I saw the book in my hand, I knew I had to take care of it. It turned out to be "Bad Fate", it seems that this matter will be more tricky.

I looked around the study room, there were no desks or anything like anything in the study room, there was only one person, the girl who was standing outside the window before. She was still wearing that high school uniform, her face was distorted, and she was holding a white candle in her left hand, but this time she didn't slowly melt like a candle, but slowly became normal. In the end, she completely turned into a normal person, with a delicate and green face.

After she glanced at the "Bad Fate Record" in my hand, she slowly approached me, and said as she walked, "It seems that you are the legendary matchmaker." ”

I watched her slowly approach, and the anxiety I felt before entering the study hall was completely gone, and was replaced by a peace of mind that I had been a friend for nine years, and I had long since become accustomed to it.

As is customary, I asked her, who had been approaching me, "What's your name?" Where are the people? ”

She stopped about half a meter in front of me and began to answer my questions, "My name is Shi Yuning, I am from Jinyuan Town, City A, and I am here to appeal to you this time." ”

After listening to her words, I held the "Bad Fortune Record" in my hand to her with both hands, and said to her, "Put your right hand on top of it." ”

Shi Yuning obediently put his hand on the "Bad Fate Record", but "The Bad Fate Record" didn't react at all. I frowned, a little puzzled. Generally speaking, as soon as the complainant puts his hand on the "Bad Fate Record", the "Bad Fate Record" will immediately open and display the complainant's bad fate information, but why is there no response this time?

I took back the "Bad Fate Record" that I held out, and asked her seriously: "You are not the complainant, the way of heaven should not lead you to me in the dark, what do you want to do?" ”

Hearing my words, Shi Yuning explained to me anxiously: "I am really the complainant who was directed, but I am not appealing for myself!" ”

This is the first time I've encountered someone appealing. I then asked her, "Who are you appealing against?" Why does he want you to come for him? Do you have an additional token in lieu of the appeal? ”

"I have, I have!" Shi Yuning answered me eagerly, and then spread out her right hand, which was not holding a candle, in front of her, and a dead leaf appeared in her palm. She handed me the dead leaves, and continued, "I'm here to appeal on behalf of my sister, which my sister used to bookmark her favorite book, and my sister's soul is gone, and she can't appeal in person." ”

I took the dead leaves in her hand and put them on the "Bad Fate Record", and the "Bad Fate Record" quickly opened it by itself, and the bad fate recorded on it about her sister once again made me sigh at the sinister human nature.