On the left and right sides of the table are sticky figures of a child: on the left is a little male bear holding out his hand in front of the little she-bear with a bow tied on his head to prevent her from walking towards the iron railing, and on the right is the little she-bear curled up on the ground shivering, with a figure with a leather whip behind her.

As for the bottom of the middle table, there was a silver key attached to it, and after tearing open the transparent tape and looking at it in the light of a flashlight for a while, Yuna guessed that this key might be able to open the second teaching room, the last room on the second floor of the North Teaching Building that had not yet been investigated, and she felt the need to go there to find out.

As the key was inserted into the lock hole and turned clockwise, her expected doubts became clearer.

Tables and chairs are crammed into every corner of the room, like a huge "mountain of tables and chairs", numerous and all of them are complete, but they are dusty and slightly old, and they have little impact, and they can still be used. But Yuna is not so stupid, as long as one of the chairs is pulled out, the entire "mountain of tables and chairs" will pour down like a flood, this scene is ......

She remembered that a very similar scene had happened in Hao'an Hospital, but she did not expect that history would repeat itself again, which was really intriguing and terrifying.

There is a dean's desk pressed under the many tables and chairs, and the reason why Yuna recognizes the owner of this desk is because there are some items collected from the students on it, and the page behind the review reads "Seven Strange Tales of the Campus (2):

Hair in the toilet

Since the promulgation of the new school rules, students have been greatly dissatisfied, and the number of violators has increased rather than decreased.

As a result, the school was determined to increase the punishment, and the person in charge of supervising the discipline of the students was the dean of education, known as the "Witch", who punished the students very harshly, and if anyone violated the slightest violation, he was beaten and abused. The students hated her but did not dare to resist, so they cursed her behind their backs as a "witch", which means "a cursed witch".

It happened a month after the start of the new semester, a girl in the second grade (1) class fell to her death from the top of the North School Building.

The reason is that when the director of education conducted a disciplinary inspection one day, he found that the girl's hair exceeded the prescribed standard, took her to the bathroom, and cut off her hair himself.

Although the girl expressed great protest against this punishment, the surrounding female classmates were so disdainful of the girl's usual love of dressing up, and ridiculed her endlessly, so that her long-pent-up grievances finally broke out, she screamed like crazy, and ran to the top of the building, all the girls looked at her back with disdainful eyes, and no one chased up to comfort her.

Since then, there have been reports of supernatural incidents of girls being attacked by their hair when they go to the toilet, and it is said that the suicide girl turned into a ghost and attached it to her hair, taking the person who looked in the mirror as the object of revenge.

At this point, Yuna still couldn't help but gasp, she didn't expect the truth to be like this, but she still couldn't explain why the whole mirror was completely shattered.

She had barely walked a few steps when there was a violent "squeak" behind her, which frightened her to turn her head sharply and see that the door of the second academic office opened automatically, and many tables and chairs slid down from the "mountain" and fell outside the door.

Yuna tried to keep herself calm, thinking that maybe it was because she hadn't closed the door when she was leaving, so she immediately picked up her pace. Then a loud bang made her turn again, and she saw that all the tables and chairs that had fallen to the ground were standing up, as if they had grown legs, and every time she turned back, she moved forward some distance.

At first, Yuna thought that these tables and chairs were here to hunt down her, and immediately summoned Tenkasa to defend herself, but when she just ran to the end of the corridor and turned to stop, she saw a very strange scene: except for the second year (8) class, all the classroom doors opened automatically, and eighty-four tables and chairs were arranged in two rows in the corridor from far and near, one after the other moved to each classroom.

It wasn't until five minutes later, when the noise had subsided, that the desks and chairs in the second room had returned to the classroom, bringing the number of desks and chairs in each class to twenty-four.

Yuna breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the investigation in the North Teaching Building had ended here, and according to the clues provided on the note in Dr. Molong's locker, she should go to the Society Lounge on the first floor of the South Teaching Building first.

There is a stone vault passage between the two school buildings, and on the right side lies an ancient tree with flourishing branches and leaves, its roots are like a giant snake winding and circling, and the road surface has been cracked, and the double stone chairs are covered with branches and leaves, and the statue is incomplete, as if crying out about the extinction of history.

Using the key on the mailbox next to the door of the duty room, you can open the door of the south teaching building, the first thing that catches your eye is the stairwell and the society lounge, and then you can walk inside are the laboratories and dance studios, and the music room, art room, and choir training room are located on the second floor, and all the functional classrooms are distributed on the right side of the corridor, and the view from the window is exactly the same.

The light reflected in the room turned from white to gray, gradually spreading and spreading, forming the appearance of a young Molong, who softly opened the door of the rest room of the society and stepped into it.

I saw a girl with long black hair leaning on the edge of the desk with her hands crossed, a piece of paper full of handwriting pressed on the index finger of her left hand wrapped around the necklace of the cross, and her right hand was carelessly brushing the ends of her hair.

"Meiyue, what are you looking for me for today?" Molong sat down on the table to her left and got straight to the point.

"Of course, he came for Mo Hao, and the star disease he suffered from became more and more serious, and he began to have advanced symptoms such as drowsiness and fainting. Mei Yue was so excited that she almost tore off her hair, "It's better to ask your parents to go through the study procedures for him than to let him be bullied by someone who dozed off in class." ”

"You know, I can't make decisions about this, and my father and mother didn't care about him since he was a child. Mo Long shook his head helplessly, "What's more, I'm about to graduate in half a year, please stay and help me take care of him." ”

"No...... No way...... I have to get out of here. Mei Yue rolled up her cuffs to show Mo Long the bruise and purple scar on his left arm that had been abused and beaten, "These people are 'devils' in human skin, and everything they do is to whitewash lies and spread rumors. Only in this way did they think that the Heavenly Zhao Sect was worthy of the word 'holy', which was so ignorant that it was not worth despising it. ”

"What's next for you?" Molong continued.

"Of course, it's a withdrawal application!" After Mo Long finished reading it, Mei Yue put the piece of paper in an envelope, "If the principal doesn't agree, I'll find another chance to escape, the world is so big, maybe I have the opportunity to join a force that is enough to fight against the Tianzhao Sect in the future." ”

"Since you are determined to leave, I will no longer stop you, but the hidden realm is full of spirits, and if you don't have a weapon to defend yourself, I'm afraid it will be difficult to go to this world. Mo Long took out the spirit guide from his pocket and handed it to Mei Yue, "This is the spirit spirit spear I personally created, for the sake of our friends for many years, I will give it to you, I hope it can help you." ”

Mei Yue stroked the body of the spear and sighed, "What about you and Mohao, why don't you leave?"

"We have the heavy responsibility of breaking the thousand-year-old curse of the hidden realm, so we can't ......"

As soon as he finished speaking, the figures of Molong and Meiyue became very blurry, and after the gray memories dissipated, the world returned to its original state, only in the place where they disappeared, there was an old-fashioned record that was seriously deformed.

Apparently something needed to straighten it out to play, it wasn't in the empty school lounge, and Yuna had to look for it next door.

The student desks and chairs in the laboratory have been replaced by laboratory tables, various instruments and medicines are arranged on the right side of the classroom, which is convenient for access, and at the same time, the subject books are added for students to read, and a warning sign "Beware of flammable materials" is pasted on a wall near the sink, and there is a box of matches and an alcohol lamp next to the pool.

Using the principle that the record is easy to deform when exposed to high temperatures, draw a match to light the wick, then put the record on the alcohol lamp to heat for a period of time, then turn on the faucet to rinse it clean, and dry it with a rag to get a flat record.

However, there was no record player to be found, so Yuna continued to explore the next classroom through the hallway.

When she walked outside the door, there was a leisurely music coming from the dance room, although it sounded very much like a "spiritual sound" that had changed its tune, but each note exuded a sense of pathos and desolation, which made people feel depressed and wandering and lonely.

The moment she crossed the threshold, the music suddenly stopped, and the whole dance studio fell silent, and in the dim yellow light, the shadow stretched to the leg press, as if someone else was imitating her every movement, which turned out to be a floor-to-ceiling mirror that occupied the entire wall, showing the location of the record player, placed in the left corner of the room.

Yuna put the record on the turntable and shook the lever to rotate it under the stylus, and the rest of the song just now came, which reminded her of the years when she practiced dancing with Lan Lingxiang in the country of Jialuo, when she didn't know how many dancing shoes she wore out in order to help Ling Wenxuan ask to see His Majesty the King in order to practice beautiful dancing, and Lan Lingxiang was reluctant to learn dance at first, if it weren't for her kind words and persuasion, Ling Wenxuan's plan would not have succeeded.

It is thanks to a good dance foundation that she can now become an excellent bard, she has been busy writing songs for two years, she has not practiced dance for a long time, every posture and movement of the Gara dance is still remembered, but if she has not practiced for too long, she will be rusty, but this music does not match the dance style she has learned, she is better at cheerful and pleasant dance.

Feeling a chilly aura, Yuna quickly threw these unrealistic thoughts out of her mind, and when the music stopped, she somehow felt a strong sense of disobedience in the mirror, her hair was black, her skirt was black, and even her shoes were black.

This person is not her at all, but a mysterious woman who has been wandering away from her dreams and hallucinations, what is the relationship between them?

She felt a thump in her brain, and ancient memories flashed back to hers......

Yuna's right hand was pressed against the mirror, and she whispered to her sister, but the voice did not come from her mouth, but the voice of her soul, like the way she spoke to Idoris in the ruins.

At this point, the black-haired Yuna seemed to be smiling happily, and she slowly raised her hand to her neck.