Volume 8 The 'Red-faced Table Fairy' in the Campus Horror Chapter 8 The Evil Spirit of the Apartment (Part II)

"Haha, if there's one thing in this world that's more terrifying than a ghost, it's a woman!" Feng Lin said with a smile.

"Maybe you're right, but it's precisely because there is such a woman in this world who is more terrible than the devil that the world becomes beautiful, otherwise how boring the world would be! If there were no women, what would some of us who thought of ourselves gentlemen do in trousers? Shang Juntao sensed that something seemed to be wrong with Feng Lin tonight.

"Haha, I really don't want this kind of thing to be said by a person like you who pays attention to politeness and deeds" Feng Lin laughed dryly for a while, and then took a sullen puff of cigarette, with a sullen look on his face, as if he was thinking about something heavy.

"There's something wrong with you tonight! What the hell is going on! Shang Juntao said directly.

Feng Lin exhaled his cigarette violently, extinguished the unburned cigarette in the ashtray next to him, then raised his head to look at Shang Juntao and said, "Juntao, what will you do if you find out that the woman you love the most has been unfaithful to you and had an affair with someone else and a man!" ”

Shang Juntao said in his heart: "Maybe Feng Lin is still sad about Wu Sidong's words at that time, he must be generous in front of Pei Xin, but when he is alone in private, he remembers that his most beloved woman has been in bed with a man Yunyu, his heart must be depressed, sad, and entangled, but now that Feng Lin and Pei Xin have announced their engagement, then this kind of thing should not be disturbed by them again, and he also has the responsibility to enlighten this sad classmate now,"

Shang Juntao not only thought so, but also said this: "Feng Lin, if you tell me that the thing that makes you depressed is this matter, then I can only say that you are taking care of yourself. Although I am a person who takes women's chastity very seriously, since it has happened, we don't need to think about these disturbing things, we should look forward with confidence? ”

Feng Lin looked at this traditional Shang Juntao with wide eyes in disbelief, and exclaimed, "Juntao, do you really think so?" ”

Shang Juntao smiled elegantly and said, "Of course." Although this incident will make people feel very depressed, after all, that man is dead and will never dangle in front of us again, so who are we still fighting with! With someone who is already dead? ”

Feng Lin lowered her head, as if she was thinking something? Then he stood up suddenly, and his strength to speak was no longer as bitter as Fang Cai: "Juntao, I just came to ask for your thoughts, but I didn't expect you to be such an open person, I think I should understand what you mean, okay, it's not too early, you should rest early!" ”

Although he couldn't see Feng Lin's expression at this time, judging from his brisk tone, this man who was entangled in love seemed to have gained confidence again, and Shang Juntao couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction that he could successfully persuade Feng Lin, knowing that it was not easy to persuade a man to forgive his unfaithful fiancée.

The horror of the first night in the apartment passed so quietly that it was even so quiet that you would suspect that there had never been any evil spirits here, but the eve of a storm was always very quiet, as is the custom of nature.

The next day, just after breakfast, Ling Fan packed a small suitcase and came to the apartment where the ghost committed the murder.

When Ling Fan pushed open the door of the apartment and walked into the living room, everyone was eating, but instead of sitting around the Eight Immortals table used as a dining table, they sat around the sofa and put their respective food on the table, maybe they couldn't usually see the narrowness of the coffee table, but when all the food of several people was placed on it, the feeling of overflow was particularly obvious.

"Hi there, I'm going to live with you from today onwards!" Looking at everyone's surprised faces, Ling Fan felt that he had the heart to say hello first.

"Haha, we're worried about having a cop live with us! But what room are you going to live in? There are no other spare rooms here except for Qin Yuan's room, which has died! Wu Sidong smiled excitedly when he heard that Ling Fan was going to live in this apartment.

Ling Fan leaned his suitcase behind the door, then walked in front of everyone, frowned, and said, "No! Don't you have a room for you? ”

Shang Juntao smiled: "This is really nothing, if you don't want to sleep in that room, but move to my room, I have enough spare space there!" ”

"Don't!" Before Ling Fan could speak, Qiao Ling, who was the daughter of a young lady, was the first to raise her hand to object, she wrapped her arms around Shang Juntao's arm coquettishly, and then turned her head to stare at Ling Fan and complained: "No, no one can live in Juntao's room, because it belongs to me alone!" ”

"Hmph, you're still so delicate and willful, do you want the police officer to live in that dead person's room?!" The chubby Liu Ziyang glared at Qiao Ling and sneered.

Qiao Ling is not a person who is willing to swallow other people's bad words, she fought back like a female leopard: "Yo yo yo, look at what you said so easily!" Why don't you let the officer sleep in someone's room? Anyway, someone is single now, no one wants it? ”

"Qiao Ling, what did you say? Do you dare to say it again! Liu Ziyang is not easy to mess with, his chubby body bounced up from the sofa all of a sudden, his face was flushed, and his short hair seemed to stand on end.

Ling Fan was still thinking about whether he took the initiative to withdraw and went back to tell the boss that people would not let him live, but when he saw the scene in front of him, he really didn't feel at ease and left alone, so it was strange if nothing happened to such an apartment? He hurriedly walked between the two of them and smiled: "Don't quarrel, I'm a boy anyway, it doesn't matter to me if I sleep there, if I sleep in the deceased's room, maybe it can trigger my inspiration?" As soon as Ling Fan's words came out, the thought of instant regret came flooding up, sleeping in the deceased's room, I am afraid that only impulsive people in this world will say it, just like the kind of words that I don't know if it is so-and-so: impulsiveness is really a fucking devil.

Listening to Ling Fan's own words, Qiao Ling and Liu Ziyang's anger stopped slightly, Qiao Ling got into Shang Juntao's arms, and glanced at Liu Ziyang sarcastically from time to time, while Liu Ziyang picked up a large bag of snacks on the coffee table and kept stuffing it into his mouth.

"Haha, it looks like the officer is right to live with us! Have you had breakfast? Why don't you have some together? Wu Sidong picked up a box of steamed buns and handed it to Ling Fan.

"Thanks, I've eaten it before I came!" Ling Fan pushed the steamed bun back, then he looked around at everyone, pointed to the empty seat next to Pei Xin and said, "What about Feng Lin?" Why didn't you see him eating with you? ”

"Oh, that's right, just now I accompanied him to the supermarket outside to buy food for everyone, and he had to go around and relax on the campus track halfway!" Pei Xin smiled softly at Ling Fan, and that smile seemed as if the flowers of the whole world would be blocked.

Shang Juntao looked at Pei Xin, who was smiling sweetly like a flower, and said in his heart: Maybe Pei Xin doesn't know why Feng Lin is running alone on the aisle of the campus to relax! If she knew that Feng Lin had come to look for her last night, would she still be able to smile sweetly as she did now?

"How long has he been out!" Ling Fan asked.

"It's been more than two hours!" Wu Sidong looked at the watch on the wall and said: "I remember that I was called by the clock at my bedside at half past seven, and everyone had already handed over the money to Feng Lin at that time, and I also asked him to bring me a few boxes of steamed buns?" ”

The foreboding gradually spread throughout the apartment, and Ling Fan stared at the watch on the wall and said, "It's nine twenty now, which means that Feng Lin has been walking outside from half past seven to nine twenty!" ”

"Ah......h

"Let's all go and find Feng Lin together, remember to work in pairs!" Ling Fan commanded towards everyone, and then chased after Pei Xin without looking back.

"I'm in a group with Ziyang, Juntao, you and Qiao Ling are in a group, don't have another accident, let's go! Ziyang! Wu Sidong immediately arranged the group, and then ran out with Liu Ziyang, Shang Juntao, and Qiao Ling.

"Feng Lin!"

"Feng Lin, where are you!"

The name 'Feng Lin' sounded everywhere in the entire campus runway, but it was called by others, and the owner of the name did not show up for a long time.

"What's the matter, have you found Feng Lin!" Shang Juntao ran to Ling Fan with a sweaty face and asked.

Ling Fan shook his head.

"Ahh ，，！ ”

An extremely terrifying and shrill voice suddenly came from the woods in front of it, and it immediately tore through the silence of the entire campus like a sharp long knife.

Ling Fan and Shang Juntao looked in the direction where the voice came from almost at the same time: "This is ...... This is Liu Ziyang's voice! ”

The scene that appeared in front of him once again made Ling Fan appreciate the scene as if it was a horror movie, only to see Liu Ziyang slumped on the grass, his chubby face was as white as paper, and a pair of eyes stared ahead in fear: a person lying on the grass, maybe now it can only be called a corpse, the head is obviously disproportionate to the body, and it seems to be much smaller.

"It's Feng Lin!" Wu Sidong and Shang Juntao exclaimed in unison.

"It's a table fairy, it must be a table fairy, it hasn't left yet!" Qiao Ling tugged at Shang Juntao's clothes, but her delicate eyes were full of fear at this time.

Ling Fan walked to the corpse with a solemn face, and found that Feng Lin had already died, only two pieces of face were left on his cheekbones, his eyeballs were like dead ashes without a trace of blood, and the skull Heavenly Spirit was covered with holes the size of five fingers like Qin Yuan at that time, and the brain contents had been hollowed out like a straw......

"Where's Pei Xin? , Did any of you see Pei Xin! Ling Fan looked at the crowd, and suddenly he realized that there was one person missing from the crowd.