She blinked, and she felt that the doorman had been smiling when he saw him. Yuan Yue was a little scared, and couldn't help but shrink behind my back.

"Old man, your story is a bit unscientific. How could the wind have a daughter? And what does this story have to do with the curse of the 'Death Notice'? "I also understand that no.

The old man gripped the large bill I had left him with his shriveled hand, and his smile grew even more eerie.

"Of course there is, of course there is a connection." The big lump on the side of his mouth trembled with her words, as if he was about to shake off the countless bumps on the tumor: "Give me some more, and I'll tell you what the connection is between the two." ”

Yuan Yue and I glanced at each other, and at the same time felt that the old man of the doorman was getting more and more weird.

"It's easy to ask for money, as long as the answer satisfies me." I wondered what the hell he was up to, so I leaned down and handed over a bill again.

At the moment when the distance between me and him was infinitely shortened, it was too late to say that it was too fast, and the old man of the doorman actually burst out. He poked his two shriveled hands alive through the crack in the glass under the door.

Yuan Yue and I were frightened. The slit in the glass is very small, only enough to fit the thickness of a few sheets of paper. But it was such a small gap, and the old man's hands were actually squeezed out like paper, and he grabbed Yuan Yue's hand.

The old man of the doorman pulled Yuan Yue into the guard's room, and he wanted to drag her in.

I was shocked and quickly hugged Yuan Yue's body with one hand, and tried to pull the doorman away with the other. The old man's hand was as cold as a lump of ice, and the mere touch made people shiver. The old man's strength was unusually great, and his thin hands were like paper. He kept putting Yuan Yue's face against the glass.

Yuan Yue was so frightened that she was about to cry.

"Damn, let it go." In a hurry, I hurriedly touched my body and pulled out my Swiss Army knife. Stabbed the old man in the arm.

The old man didn't feel any pain at all, and he didn't withdraw his hand. His terrible face was old and distorted, and he rubbed his face against Yuan Yue's face through the glass.

Yuan Yue's tears of fear kept flowing.

"What exactly do you want to do?" I roared, drew my saber, and stabbed him several times.

The doorman smiled gloomily, and his evil little eyes stared at Yuan Yue without blinking. In a hoarse voice, he said, "The legend of the daughter of the wind is not over yet. It is said that the woman actually gave birth to twins, one fell to his death, and the other. You have the mark of the wind on your ass, right? ”

Yuan Yue's head was already confused, and she nodded subconsciously.

"You are the remnant of the wind, and the remnant of the wind has returned. You will eventually be carried away by the wind, otherwise, no one will be able to escape. The shriveled old janitor let out a horrible 'click' laugh.

My scalp was numb, and with all my strength again, I cut off his hands.

There was not a trace of blood, and when the doorman's hands fell to the ground, he heard only the sound of a heavy object falling down.

Overly frightened, the two of us hurriedly took a few steps back, leaving a safe distance. But when Yuan Yue and I looked at the guard room again in shock, the two of them were completely dumbfounded.

How can it be! The old man in the guard room of Fengling Middle School was gone. He disappeared in the blink of an eye, without a trace. The janitorial is no longer what we saw it to be. The janitor's room was filthy and full of garbage. The entire piece of glass was so broken that the steel bars were exposed.

What's going on? A few seconds ago, there were still traces of human life in the guard's room. But now it has become abandoned, and the debris everywhere has completely disappeared. It's not even like no one has been in or out for a long time.

"Look there, Mr. Nightfall!" Yuan Yue suddenly exclaimed.

I looked down in the direction she was pointing, and my soul flew out in fright. There was a swarthy coffin in the place where the doorman was sitting just now. The coffin was covered with dust. The most terrifying thing is that in the middle of the coffin lid, there are three or four marks that seem to have been newly chopped by a knife. And under the lid of the coffin, there are two brand-new large banknotes.

Half of the banknotes hid in the coffin.

I was shaking all over, and my head was in utter confusion. I just stabbed the doorman three times, and I slashed once, exactly four times. Could it be that four times, all of them were just split on that coffin? And those two pieces of money, aren't they exactly what they gave?

What about the janitor? Where's the damn janitor?

"Hallucinations? Mr. Nightfall, are we hallucinating? Yuan Yue shuddered: "Or are we the two of us each other?" ”

"There are no such ghosts in this world." I frowned, still not recovering from my fear. The gaze wandered for a moment over the guard's room and the girl's face: "As for whether it is a hallucination......

I turned around and grabbed Yuan Yue's hand. His gaze fell on Yuan Yue's wrist. I saw that on the soft wrist skin of the girl, there were traces of being scratched and dragged by the doorman.

Two hands, ten finger prints, clearly visible.

"It doesn't seem to be a hallucination." I shook my head. If it was really an illusion, it was impossible for Yuan Yue's hand to appear the finger mark of the doorman.

"What the hell is going on in this town, everybody is weird. If you run into a doorman, you can encounter strange things. Yuan Yue felt that the ten finger prints on his hand were like ten evil eyes, constantly peeping at her. The girl covered the marks with her sleeves and clasped her arms with her hands. She was afraid. She's cold.

The ubiquitous wind in Fengling Town blew her biting cold. Surrounded by mountains, embraced by mountains, and even a small town in the middle of the mountains, there shouldn't be so many icy whirlwinds that take away people's heat.

Damn the wind.

Without a snort, I wanted to go into the janitor's room and see what was in the coffin. How could a coffin be placed in the guard room of the high school and no one carried it away?

Yuan Yue didn't let me open the coffin when he died.

"Mr. Night Silence, I have a bad premonition. Absolutely, absolutely, never open that coffin. She dragged me away from afar, and said in a loud voice, her serious face overflowing with heaviness. In the end, I couldn't resist her, and I left Fengling Middle School quickly.

On the way back to the hotel, my mind was tangled.

Why did Wind Ridge Middle School go out of business? What kind of existence is there on the other side of the doorman, what a ghost? If what we see is not an illusion, then what are the finger marks on Yuan Yue's arm and the chopping marks on the coffin?

One by one, the mysteries are like the wind that keeps blowing in Fengling Town, freezing people's hearts. I don't understand, I'm really confused. I always feel that the people and things in Fengling Town are not simple.

Why would the taxi driver tell us to leave quickly?

Why did the old janissary say that no one could leave?

What's the story of the wind's daughter?