Xiaoling's mother had some mental problems, and her daughter's death hit her even harder, so she went crazy and was sent to the hospital by relatives, friends and friends for treatment.

After Xiaowei heard the news, he suddenly woke up and felt that he had always loved Xiaoling, so he didn't get married, and ran back to the stone dock to become a teacher. First, I feel sorry for the love I missed, and secondly, I want to be able to help Xiaoling's mother. Perhaps he felt that he was partly responsible for causing today's situation.

Xiaowei's fiancée, that is, the female classmate, saw that her husband had returned to someone else's embrace, regardless of whether it was a ghost or a human. was noisy and refused to return to Wuhan, and stayed in No. 3 Middle School and became a teacher.

More than a month later, Xiaowei's fiancée was found dead in the toilet of the girls' dormitory.

Within a few months, there were several murders in a row, and rumors spread among the students, so the school of No. 3 Middle School had no choice but to close the toilet and the classroom together.

After so many years, more and more students have been recruited from generation to generation, the facilities are not enough, and the principal has been replaced, so the school has opened this classroom and that toilet to the outside world again. It wasn't until more than a month ago that another female teacher, while in that classroom, jumped off. Fortunately, she did not fall to her death, but fell into a male teacher who happened to pass by downstairs. This male teacher is Xiaowei.

Xiaowei was not injured, and the female teacher was only slightly injured. According to her recollection, she said that she saw a tall woman with long curly hair standing in the hallway, waving to her. She thought it was the sister of a student, so she walked over and asked, but she knew that she had stepped on the air and fell down.

Everyone knows that there are meter-high railings in the corridor of the school, how can you step on the air? It should be over. Obviously, all this was done by Xiaoling. The resentment of the soul has reached a certain level, and it can move the objects of the yang world, and it can also control people's minds and make people hallucinate. However, this kind of resentment is very rare, as long as we are firm enough and do not be easily defeated by our own bad moods, this situation will generally not occur. Evil spirits will not enter you.

The female teacher who was slightly injured must have been in class with negative thoughts that day, otherwise she would not have been "successful" by Xiaoling.

But she was lucky not to die, and that's because of Xiaowei.

Xiaoling also loves Xiaowei deeply, so she is reluctant to let Xiaowei die, and by the way, she spares the life of the female teacher.

Lingzheng put the red mist into the Qingming ruler, and while it was still early and the students had not finished class, we asked the old principal to take us to the haunted women's restroom and collect the resentful spirits together.

Standing in front of the girls' dormitory, I asked Lingzheng for the fifth time, "Are you really not going up with us?" ”

Ling Zheng didn't answer with a wooden face, and only handed me the golden dragon pestle.

I shrugged my shoulders, took the golden dragon pestle, and pulled Shen Yan to follow the footsteps of the old principal.

When I got to the toilet door at the back of the second floor, I was glad that no deadlift spirit had come up. Is this colorful thing in front of you really pants? Oh my God, has it become popular for girls to collectively dry their underwear in the toilet? It's really dazzling and exciting.

"Ouch, it's the wrong one, it's the next level. Walk fast, walk quickly......"

The old headmaster's footsteps suddenly paused, his face changed slightly, and he instantly retreated, leading us towards the stairs. Shen Yan and I glanced at each other, silently conveying the idea that the old headmaster must have been a second-class when he was young.

The bathroom on the third floor is the same as the second floor, except that there are no shy little things. There seemed to be a faint scent of flowers in the air. There are six cubicles in total, arranged in rows, with a corridor in the middle. As soon as I entered, I shuddered, and my gut told me that there was a spirit here. Shen Yan held my hand, looking very nervous. The old headmaster walked at the front, led us all the way to the end of the cubicle, and pushed it, but the door did not open.

Without waiting for us to ask, the old principal said that the back of the school toilet was locked, and there were mops and buckets in it, and only the cleaning aunt had the key in her hand.

Now it's impossible to find a cleaning aunt to get the key, just a toilet door, I have been with Lingzheng for so long, this little doorway has been learned. So I took off the little clip in my hair, straightened it up, and dug it through the keyhole.

"Wow, Tang Chuyi, you are so capable." Shen Yan teased me on the side.

I gave her a blank look, this kind of ability, she will be much better than me! - I motioned to the old headmaster that the lock had been unlocked and that he could now enter. The old headmaster threw me a meaningful look, and I subconsciously explained, "I'm not a repeat offender. ”

"Hahahaha, Tang Chuyi, you are very interesting."

The old headmaster laughed a few times.

I also smiled: "Uncle Wu, how do you know my name?" ”

The old principal nodded lightly and said, "Your mother was my student back then. ”

I said suspiciously, "It's more than that, right?" I think you know my grandmother well......"

The old headmaster didn't answer me, but just snorted and walked into the lattice. I didn't ask any more questions, and squeezed in. There were no brooms or cleaning supplies in the compartment, and the toilet was dry and rusty, as if no one had used it for a long time. There is no water tank, so this compartment is slightly larger than the others. A half-cut water pipe was so rusted that even the white tiles on the walls were stained with rust.

The old headmaster shook his head as he looked at it, saying that he didn't see anything wrong. I asked him to go out first and call Shen Yan in, because although it was larger than other toilets, it really couldn't accommodate three people.

After Shen Yan came in, I asked her to look carefully, such as what kind of nail shells and hair were on the ground.

Finally, after ten minutes, Shen Yan and I found a few long curls behind the door panel. It's rolled, I'm sure. I wrapped my hair around the ruler, and then dripped a drop of blood on it, and sure enough, a white human-shaped mist rose from my hair. Look at the figure, it's a woman. I glanced at Shen Yan and saw that she was staring at the white shadow, and I asked her if she could see clearly? Shen Yan nodded: "Well, small eyes, small mouth, round face, and a red mole on the right side of the face, like a peach blossom mole." ”

The old headmaster heard this, and replied outside: "Yes, yes, it's her!" ”

"How the hell did she die?" I asked, and Shen Yan and I withdrew.

The old principal was thoughtful, and after a while, he said: "At that time, the police said that it was a suicide, and later her family came to make trouble several times, but because there was no proof, they had to give up. ”

For educators, of course, it is science that is believed. There are ghosts or spirits in this world, and they are basically killed with a stick. So, after the female teacher was judged to have committed suicide, her family even spread rumors that the toilet was haunted, but who would believe it? - Except for the female students.

Schoolgirls are the closest people to this toilet, and even atheists are terrified and terrified that there was once a person who died in it. And those who do not believe, or persuade others not to be afraid, are mostly people who are far away from the scene of death and cannot be reached under normal circumstances. There's a saying that it's none of your business. They don't believe it because it didn't happen to them.

Like now. The teachers of the school heard the sound of reading in the classroom in the middle of the night, so they would collectively unite and find a folk "shaman" to exorcise ghosts for them. If it's none of their business, of course they'll say that there are no ghosts in the world, and they can sit back and relax.

I asked the old principal if there were any knowledgeable people in the family of the female teacher who died in the toilet. The knowledgeable old headmaster naturally understood what I was referring to, and after recalling it, he told me that the mother of the female teacher seemed to be a middle master, and he didn't know much about the others.

I calculated that her mother's age should be about the same age as my grandmother by now, and my grandmother probably knew her.

"I kind of know what's going on." I took one last look at the bathroom, and led Shen Yan out, "Uncle Wu, what's her mother's name?" ”

The old principal shook his head: "I only know the surname Xu." When he saw me going out, he shouted again, "Little girl, you don't care about this?" ”

I held up the Qingming ruler and said to the old principal, "I've already taken care of it." I took my soul away, and this toilet can be used with peace of mind in the future. ”

"No need to perform rituals?"

I stopped, "Oh yes, I almost forgot. Old Headmaster, can you call the director surnamed Wei, this matter started because of him, and it should be put an end to him. ”

"Girl, don't be too embarrassed by Xiaowei, he didn't marry for life for this matter, which can be regarded as a punishment."

I smiled: "Uncle Wu, why should I embarrass him?" I just wanted to tell him not only to go to that classroom to comfort the female teacher, but also to go to this toilet to care for this. I leaned into the old principal's ear and said mysteriously, "Let me tell you, the toilet was not left by will, she was kept in it." ”

"Toilet ghosts?" The old headmaster's mouth was half-open, looking surprised.

Have you noticed this one commonality?

Basically, the last compartment of all lattice toilets is locked. The situation inside is unknown. And for psychics, it is the best place to raise yin ghosts. The toilet is yin, and the girls are yin.

When I went downstairs, Lingzheng had already greeted me, but he didn't ask how things were going, he just stroked my hair and asked me if I was hurt, I wasn't hurt, things went very smoothly, and then handed the Qingming ruler to Lingzheng. Lingzheng took the Qingming ruler, walked to a remote corner, lit an incense, and then spread a rune under the incense, and waited for a while, the incense ash of the incense just fell on the rune. Lingzheng handed the incense ash and the runes to the old principal, and asked him to bring them to Xiaowei, and the incense ashes were drunk with water, and the runes were placed under the pillow for three days.

"It's as simple as that?" The old principal must have been deceived by the old Taoist priest before, and when he saw our simple and rude way of dealing with it, he blurted out the question.

I shook my head: "Not yet, we still have to find that Granny Xu." We'll take care of the rest, though. You let Xiaowei have time to go to the cemetery of the two female teachers, just pay homage to the old classmates, and no one should be left out in the cold. The living live, and the dead live in an unknown place. - Eh, Uncle Wu, don't you know how to do it? How? Do you deliberately say something to test us? ”

The old principal laughed: "Young people nowadays, each mouth is better than the other." ”