"It's still weird." When the white-skinned teacher couldn't see anyone, the "Uncle He" in the security office suddenly whispered. As if he had just realized that we were still here, he sat down on the chair next to the window and looked at me twice.

Probably seeing that I was well-behaved, standing next to me without saying a word, thinking that I was not good at words, this "Uncle He" laughed and said softly: "Well, the little girl is good, well-behaved and smart, Uncle He likes students like you, study hard, and have a future in the future." ”

I smiled and thanked him: "Thank you, teacher!" ”

Hearing me call me like this, "Uncle He" smiled even more at the corners of his eyes, and said: "The other children in the school call me Uncle He, so you can call me Uncle He." ”

"Well, okay Uncle He."

Uncle He said: "The little classmate gave me the green list for registration, and then came to fill out a form, and you can go in after filling it out, and after finding the bed in the dormitory, you have to prepare your own bed, I see that you are empty-handed and have nothing to bring." ”

"Thank you Uncle He for reminding me, where my things are waiting for my brother, he will help deliver them." As I spoke, I walked to the window of the security office.

Uncle He also got up from the chair, picked up a stack of papers, and said, "When your brother comes, you have to come out in advance to pick up people, otherwise our school will not let outsiders in." ”

"Okay, okay." Mom replied.

The two of them spoke politely, while I lowered my head and looked at the form, and the afterglow fell on a group photo on Uncle He's desk.

It was a group photo of seven or eight people, and the background of the photo was the school's teaching building, and on the teaching building at dusk, there were bright red characters such as "moral education", "physical education", and "aesthetic education".

In front of the teaching building, seven or eight men in neat black suits stood together, among them, the white teacher and Uncle He were on it, everyone gathered around this fat middle-aged man, the man looked energetic and energetic, the only fly in the ointment was that in the shadow of the flag-raising platform nearby, if you look closely, there is a black trouser leg exposed, next to the trouser leg, there is half of the miserable white hand, the fingers are half bent, as if hanging at will, and it seems to be intentionally pointing in a direction.

As for any more, it is invisible, because that is already the corner of the photo.

Uncle He took the list I had filled in, looked at it, and after confirming that it was correct, he took the pen and wrote "1-14" on the blank space of the list.

After writing, Uncle He tore off the list and made two copies, one red and one green.

Then, I saw him open the drawer of the desk in front of the window, and I could see a few pieces of paper, two pens, a small stack of filled out student information forms, a stack of keys, and a bracelet in the shape of Miao silver in the drawer.

The bracelet lay quietly in a drawer, exuding a deathly silence.

Uncle He's hand avoided the bracelet and took out a key, stacked the key on top of the green watch, and then handed it to me and said, "Okay, your bedroom is on the 14th on the first floor, go find it." ”

I took the key and replied with the same smile: "Thank you, Uncle He, then we will go in." ”

After saying goodbye, Uncle He returned to the sofa in the security room, sat down, closed his eyes and leaned back, folded his legs, and crossed one leg.

My mom and I went in the passage next to the guard room and looked for dormitories 1-14.

As soon as I walked in, a cool air rushed into the bone marrow, not yin, but a common phenomenon in the cement room in a low place, this season is not cold, just to cool off.

Except for the light at the entrance, the inside of the passage was extremely dark, and the lights were not turned on, and there was no wind and sound inside, only the footsteps of the two of us were ringing.

The air is filled with the smell of dampness and mildew, which is not very good, but it is not a choking nose.

Mom took out her mobile phone, turned on the flashlight, and complained: "It's so dark and you don't turn on the lights, it's like a basement." ”

"Just get used to it." I said as I looked for the house number.

Suddenly, something touched my calf, it was cold, I couldn't control it for a while, and I opened those eyes.

It was a gift from my husband, an eye that was unlike any other in the world.

At the beginning, there was no way to control these eyes, and I was always startled from time to time, so that I couldn't give up, but it was also these eyes, which took me to another world outside the world, and made me know that there are spring, summer, autumn and winter in the world, there are four seasons of scenery, and there are also ten miles of Lethe River in the underworld, and flowers bloom everywhere.

Later, my husband took into account my body and set a limit for me, and since then, these eyes can only be opened once every seven days, and the time of opening can be chosen, but at most one day at a time, and the time can be short.

Even though my health is better now, my husband still hasn't lifted this restriction. Because now, so that I don't indulge in the netherworld.

The moment I opened my eyes, the empty aisle was instantly filled with ghosts.

Up to the octogenarian, the face is black and yellow, and the back is slightly bowed; Down to the immature girl, with big eyes and small flower skirts, her body is as pale as snow; Among them, some died of illness, some died horizontally, some were good-looking, and some were unsightly.

This reminds me of the scene when I walked through the hospital corridor with Chu Qin a few years ago. At that time, I didn't have these eyes, and it was only because of the decay and depletion of my body that my soul was close to the netherworld that I would see such a scene in a trance.

I couldn't help but shake my head and laugh.

The ghosts in this corridor are very mixed, some of the ghosts are new ghosts, and they still have the smell of earth, (when the eyes are opened, you can also touch the ghost's body, you can smell the ghost's body, and you can hear the ghost's voice.) Some of the ghosts are old ghosts, and they even wear old clothes, but these ghosts are very quiet, they just wander unconsciously, and even if they rub shoulders with other ghosts, they don't communicate with each other.

I can't help but wonder if this school, like most legends, was actually built on a human graveyard, otherwise how could there be so many ghosts stranded. Looking down at my legs again, in the darkness, I could vaguely see a head, short hair, a pale neck, two hands that were also so pale that they couldn't speak, naked, attached to my smooth calves, the black whirring head swayed slowly, and faintly made a thin "click......click" sound.

And then the other end turned around at an incredible angle.

The four eyes are facing each other, and the immature little face is pale and snowy.

The little ghost is faint, and he should have died not long ago.

He grinned at me as if he were grinning, but the grin was very big, getting bigger and bigger, and two black holes appeared in his mouth as if he were going to eat people.

"Can you go play next to it?" I whispered.

The sound has no exit, lingers between the mouths, swirls on the vocal cords, and is a sound wave that can be received by a single ghost, and cannot be heard......