Chapter Forty-Three: Horror Serialization (42)
When Mo Chen returned to the dormitory, Zheng Yi had already gone back one step ahead of him, and the table was full of all kinds of packaged roadside snacks, which was Zheng Yi's unprecedented treat.
While eating a "cheap" dinner, Mo Chen said provocatively, "Eh, I said, second!" Don't you know that I don't put green onions in my baked cold noodles? You see, what does this smell like? â
"Do you like to eat it! Don't worry so much. Zheng Yi glanced at Mo Chen, and when he looked back, he saw that Lu Zhong had taken his favorite chicken cutlet, and he shouted, "Lu Laosi!" â
At this moment, Mo Chen's mood is very good, the student years that have long been hurried away have been able to return in such a way that makes people laugh and cry, I don't know whether to say lucky or unlucky.
After a full meal, the four of them each lay on their backs on the bed or nestled in a chair in a very comfortable position.
Mo Chen recalled the terrifying encounter in the afternoon, so he took this free time to ask Zheng Yi, and ridiculed Zheng Yi by the way, claiming to be a "master" and a "professional", and he would be like Haiting and them, after the time reversal, he also forgot the conversation with Mo Chen, let alone noticed anything unusual.
Zheng Yi was not angry, but grinned and smirked, "Yo, I didn't expect you to have such high expectations for Brother Yi." After a pause, he continued, "It's not that I shirk it, the key is that if I am present, it is better to say, the distance is too far to sense." â
Haiting leaned on the head of the bed, turned over, and put his right hand under his head, "Ha~ In these years, the more deliberately he said that he was not shirking responsibility, he was acquiescing in his shameless behavior, is it the second child?" â
"Fuck off!"
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Everyone chatted with each other, Mo Chen carefully retold the content of his first conversation with Dong Jingxun, and by the way, Mo Chen said his conjecture, although it was only a feeling that had no evidence to substantiate.
The man who often went to place Dong's father, Mo Chen felt that he was the teacher in the terrifying rumors in Room 404, although the two seemed to have nothing to do on the surface, but at least among the shallow information that Dong Jingxun could provide, there was a mention that the visitor was engaged in the education industry.
"But...... Don't you think it's a bit hasty to assume that it's the same person just because you have the same occupation? Lu Zhong thought for a moment and asked tentatively.
Mo Chen said, "No, every thing that appears successively must have some connection. â
According to Mo Chen, the main plot will not be so boring, and two unrelated things will be thrown out at the same time, or carried out.
Zheng Yiteng sat up and slapped the table, "It's not troublesome, guess what, I'm not here!" â
Mo Chen raised his eyebrows and squinted at him, while Haiting complained, "What are you doing?" â
âCīŧâ Zheng Yi raised his foot dissatisfied, stepped on the chair, shook his hand and pulled out his peachwood sword, posed as a "master" and said, "Move~~Soul~~"
According to Zheng Yi's meaning, he directly used his way to try to summon the teacher in the 404 horror rumor, and if he asked directly, the truth would be revealed.
If the soul conjuring fails and the soul of the teacher is not recruited, it will be better to directly break the rumors.
This method, as early as "Hundred Killings", Mo Chen watched Zheng Yi use it once, and he was almost strangled to death by Wang Jiayuan's ghost at that time.
Just do what you say, it has always been Zheng Yi's style of acting, and the cowardly Lu Zhong was sent by Zheng Yi to run to the grocery store near the school to sell the white candles necessary for the altar for a while.
Mo Chen followed Zheng Yi's instructions to put the desk facing the window, and when everything was ready, they closed the doors and windows, hung the curtains tightly and began to implement the spirit consciousness.
Mo Chen looked at the coarse grain rice grains in the bowl, a little ignorant, what Zheng Yi used this time seemed to be different from the last time. At least, when summoning Wang Jiayuan, it wasn't so troublesome this time.
Zheng Yi threw the four copper coins away, the copper coins seemed to have spirituality, and fell to the four corners of the table uprightly, at the same time, the curtains floated up, and as the copper coins settled, the curtains snapped on the window glass. The distinct and soft fabric would make such a crisp sound, Lu Zhong couldn't help but worship Zheng Yi a little, "Oh C, the cow breaks!" â
Before Lu Zhong's words fell, Haiting shouted uncontrollably, and everyone looked at the curtains, and the moment the curtains fell, there was clearly a figure flashing behind them.
Zheng Yi took out the bell, shook it slightly, and muttered a mantra in his mouth. Mo Chen looked around vigilantly, he already had this kind of experience, and he knew that being a ghost would be dangerous.
"Who?" Haiting suddenly shouted again, jumped away, and looked around nervously looking for something.
Zheng Yi couldn't speak and be distracted because he got up the altar, and Mo Chen whispered, "What are you doing?" â
Haiting nervously perched on Mo Chen, and whispered, "Someone patted me." â
"Don't make a fuss!" Although Mo Chen said this, he still gave way to Haiting behind him.
"Since you're here, don't hide, don't come out to see it yet!" Zheng Yi shouted.
Everyone held their breath, waiting for the black shadow to reappear, and there was a deathly silence, but no figure appeared.
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Just when everyone thought that they were making too much fuss, Mo Chen's mobile phone rang again suddenly.
Haiting and several people cast disgusted glances one after another, every time, as soon as they made any move, Mo Chen's mobile phone would always scream indiscriminately about current affairs, and it would bring bad news every time.
Mo Chen sighed and reluctantly pressed the answer button, "Hey, Brother Qiang." â
Kang Qiang on the other end of the phone asked suspiciously, "Where are you?" â
"Nest, what's wrong with our dormitory?" Mo Chen said.
Kang Qiang was suddenly silent, and Mo Chen suddenly had an ominous premonition, so he asked, "Is there something?" â
Kang Qiang's deep voice said in a commanding tone, "Come to me now!" â
"Huh?" Mo Chen glanced at Zheng Yi in confusion, now that the conjuring ceremony has not ended, it doesn't seem appropriate to leave at this time. So, Mo Chen said, "I'm sorry, we're a little busy now, can't we talk about anything on the phone?" â
"Those bastards are too?"
"Ang, it's all here!"
Kang Qiang's voice was louder, through the earpiece, in this quiet bedroom, the others could all hear his words, Kang Qiang said, "Come here together, now immediately!" â
Mo Chen looked at Zheng Yi inquiringly, Zheng Yi nodded, Mo Chen answered, and Kang Qiang hung up the phone with satisfaction.
Zheng Yi put down the "tools" in his hand and silently packed up his things, Haiting frowned and complained, "He's mentally ill, right?" What are we going to do at night? It's going to be closed in a little while. â
"I don't know." Mo Chen said, and then he realized a problem, Fang Cai Kang Qiang just ordered him to go over on the phone, and did not say where he was, Mo Chen, where are they going to find him?