Since Sun Hongcai's home was in the eastern suburbs, Kong Zhe and Liu Miao waited on the road for more than half an hour before waiting for a taxi.

The driver was very thin, so thin that almost all that was left was skin. Kong Zhe deeply doubted whether he could eat enough every day, while Liu Miao thought that he would have some serious illness.

The driver's master stretched his waist hard, tried his best to drive away the tiredness all over his body, rubbed his eyes and said: "This is my last shift today, and the car will be handed over soon, we don't need to play the meter, just call a price, and give fifty yuan." ”

Kong Zhe looked at Liu Miao and then said to the skinny driver with a smile: "You are running a black job on the bus, so you are not afraid that we will report you?" We are all poor students, we don't have that much money, let's give thirty. ”

The driver's face was full of unhappiness: "Actually, I live in this community, if I hadn't delivered the car in the city, I would have gone home and slept a long time ago. ”

The price was negotiated, and the driver stepped up his horsepower and walked away. It seems that he is in a hurry to get back to sleep.

When the car arrived at the entrance of the hospital, it was exactly eight o'clock.

Liu Miao hurriedly got out of the car and left, without even having time to say goodbye.

Kong Zhe looked at her departing back, and suddenly remembered Wang Lu, who he met by chance at night, and couldn't help but compare the two of them.

Wang Lu is a professional mature woman, she knows how to be provocative, and she is also very charming, Liu Miao seems to be a little dull. I was going to see Wang Lu again in the afternoon, and when I thought of it, Wang Lu held his hand and smiled, and my heart was beautiful.

"Where to go again?" Looking at the confused Kong Zhe, the skinny driver shouted impatiently.

Kong Zhe told the driver the school he was going to and didn't look back until Liu Miao's figure completely disappeared into the outpatient building of the hospital.

The driver was very impatient and drove very fast, Kong Zhe thought to himself, why are you in such a hurry, are you in a hurry to be reincarnated?

Soon it arrived, and as soon as Kong Zhe closed the door, the taxi rushed out, and the roar of the engine echoed in the air for a long time.

When I entered the campus, the branches of the weeping willows were fluttering in the morning breeze, and there were few pedestrians on the campus road, perhaps at this moment the students were sitting in the classrooms.

When passing by the Ministry of Security, on the bulletin board in front of the Security Department, a big-character poster attracted Kong Zhe.

He walked over and took a closer look, it was a haunted thing in the studio of his mentor Sun Hongcai. Roughly speaking, the studio is not haunted, the graduate student who fainted is caused by overwork and overwork, do not believe the rumors of haunting in the school, please study with peace of mind, adhere to the correct world view and outlook on life, in order to prevent bad people from taking the opportunity to do bad things, the school has strengthened its security work. Once a suspicious person is found, students are asked to actively report it.

After reading the announcement, Kong Zhe shook his head helplessly and walked to their studio. He despised this kind of school practice, he really wanted to cover it up, it was originally haunted, and he also covered up the deception, how good it was to tell the truth, so that everyone left the remote classroom early at night and returned to the dormitory early.

When I came to the door of the studio, I saw two security guards standing in the open space in front of the studio. Everyone clutched a baton tightly in their hands, and they swayed back and forth in the door of the studio, half leisurely and half nervously, as if they were always on the lookout for what was going to happen.

Kong Zhe took out the key and opened the door of the studio. The two security guards suddenly came to him: "Do you want us to accompany you in?" ”

Kong Zhe looked at the two of them in surprise and asked puzzledly, "Why do you want to accompany me in, Mr. Sun's studio is not something that can be entered casually." ”

The two security guards looked at each other in surprise.

One of the young security guards, who was about the same age as Kong Zhe, took two steps towards Kong Zhe and almost came to face before stopping. Kong Zhe took a step back: "If you say something, I can hear it, so you don't have to get so close." ”

But the young security guard still took another step in pursuit, and said mysteriously, "Don't you know yet? , this studio was haunted the day before yesterday.

It is said that it is a very beautiful female ghost.,Knocked out a graduate student who was working overtime to paint that night.,I found out the next morning.,And now I'm still unconscious in the hospital.,Didn't your teacher tell you? That day, Mr. Sun, he didn't dare to stay alone in the studio, it was because we accompanied him that he dared to stay inside, but he only stayed for a while and left.

But the school asked us to be on duty here 24 hours a day, and it's strange for you to say it, since we came on duty, don't talk about the shadow of a female ghost, I haven't even seen a ghost hair. Isn't that the female ghost afraid of the two of us? See the electric baton in my hand?

I had already planned that as soon as the female ghost appeared, I would electrocute her so that everyone could see her true face. As he spoke, he shook the electric baton in front of Kong Zhe's eyes.

"Okay, are you done blowing?" Kong Zhe replied to him very coldly, "Brother, don't always brag at a young age, are you really not afraid of ghosts?" ”。 Kong Zhe looked at the young security guard seriously.

The young security guard turned his head and carefully studied Kong Zhe's expression, and suddenly said as if he understood something: "I didn't blow it, my high school physics is good, the lethality of the electric spark is strong, it can not only hit the tangible life form, but the invisible consciousness, under the attack of the electric spark, it will be wiped out immediately." The security guard began to gush on and on about the power of the spark in physics.

Kong Zhe waved his hand at him and motioned for him to stop: "Do you have a cigarette?" Give me a cigarette to smoke. ”

"I don't smoke, Uncle Dong has cigarettes there. Uncle Dong, give him a cigarette. As he spoke, he walked up to the middle-aged security guard surnamed Dong, who was surnamed Dong, and buckled the cord in his pocket for a long time before taking out a soft cigarette case that was half-shriveled, and then buckled the cord for a full minute before taking out a cigarette and handing it to Kong Zhe.

Kong Zhe lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, and spit out a big eye circle in front of the young security guard: "If you really have the guts, I can call that ghost here and see if you dare to stab her with an electric baton."

The young security guard took a step back, raised the clenched electric baton to his chest, and looked at Kong Zhe with suspicious eyes, as if Kong Zhe in front of him was a ghost.

"Hey, scared, aren't you? I'll tell you the truth, I was here that night working overtime to paint. With that, he walked into the studio.

The two security guards glanced at each other, and the young security guard quickly followed Kong Zhe into the studio. The middle-aged security guard did not follow him into the studio, but gently swept the steps in front of the studio with his sleeve, and then squinted at the steps, and when he thought it was clean, he sat on the steps, lit a cigarette, and smoked boredly.

"It's really you, what does that ghost look like?" The young security guard who followed Kong Zhe in looked very curious and broke the casserole to ask the end.

Kong Zhe didn't answer him, but asked rhetorically, "Do you really want to know?"

"Of course I want to know, it's crazy in the school, don't you see? Even in the middle of the day, the students did not dare to walk from here, they all walked around, let alone at night, and there was no one in this area early. But I haven't seen even a ghost in the past two nights. Are the ghosts afraid of us, tell me quickly, what do the ghosts look like? ”

The young security guard followed Kong Zhe closely, and he followed Kong Zhe wherever he went.

"You really want to know? Not afraid? Kong Zhe stared at the young security guard's face and said.

"I really want to know, don't be afraid, I haven't been afraid since I was a child." The security guard described his guts.

Kong Zhe saw that he was not lying, so he took out twenty yuan from his pocket: "If you really want to hear it, go buy me a pack of cigarettes first, and I'll tell you when I come back." ”

The young security guard took the money and ran away at the speed of Liu Xiang's 110-meter hurdles, and then returned to the studio out of breath.

Kong Zhe took the cigarette in his hand with a smile, opened the cigarette case, took out a cigarette and handed it to the middle-aged security guard sitting on the steps: "Uncle, come and smoke one." ”

The middle-aged security guard took the cigarette with an expressionless face, grinned at Kong Zhe, and continued to look into the distance after lighting the cigarette.