Murong Primary School was founded in the 80s, invested and built by a Hong Kong foundation.

Legend has it that the founder of the foundation was surnamed Murong, so he was named Murong Primary School, but it was not.

Speaking of which, there is also a poignant love story in it.

In Bailu Town, there are two traditional large families, one surnamed Bai and the other surnamed Lu.

In 1942, there was a famine in the country, and the Bai family was robbed of food by the victims and almost wiped out, only Bai Jiacheng, the son of the Bai family, who was only 16 years old, survived and went into exile all the way to Hong Kong.

With his nimble mind and ruthlessness, Pak Ka Shing has worked hard to get ahead and become one of Hong Kong's richest people, with a group involved in entertainment, real estate, energy, horse racing and many other industries.

In the 80s, it was a good time for reform and opening up.

In order to expand the business territory and give back to the township, Bai Jiacheng returned to his hometown Bailu Town and prepared to build a school and a factory.

Unexpectedly, when building the school, Bai Jiacheng's beloved wife Murong Zhu contracted a cold and died; In order to commemorate his deceased wife, the school that was originally going to be named "Bai's children" was renamed "Murong Primary School".

According to common sense, the victims of Bailu Town ruined the Bai family back then, how could Bai Jiacheng still "give back to the township"?

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is nothing more than the word "profit", the construction of the school is fake, and the construction of the factory is true.

But in any case, Murong Primary School is also a great good deed done by Bai Jiacheng, and until now, the Bai Foundation will provide a large amount of financial subsidies to the school every year.

These things were told to Shen Lang by Lao Sun Tou.

Lao Sun Tou is the security guard of Murong Primary School, and after the teachers' meeting, he led Shen Lang and several other new teachers to the dormitory, and told stories on the way.

After the story was finished, I happened to be downstairs in the dormitory.

Lao Sun Tou handed out the key to everyone and said, "The key has the house number on it, everyone can find it yourself." Remember, the doors are locked at 12 p.m. and the doors are opened at 6 a.m. every day, and no one is allowed to enter or leave the dormitory, even on weekends! ”

"What? And to interfere with the freedom of access? ”

"That's right, I'm here to be a teacher, not to go to jail!"

Seeing that the management of the dormitory building was so strict, everyone couldn't help but complain.

Old Sun Tou said expressionlessly: "The rules are like this, even if the principal lives here, he can't break the rules." Alright, let's get out of the way! ”

"Cut, it's not just a security guard guarding the door, what's the spirit!" The group took the keys and began to go upstairs.

Shen Lang's luggage was the most heaviest and heaviest, and this delay fell at the end.

He finally carried the luggage on his shoulders and was about to go up the stairs, when suddenly someone behind him patted him, and when he turned his face, it turned out to be the old grandson who had gone and returned.

"You...... Something? Shen Lang asked, holding his luggage in both hands.

Old Sun Tou glanced him up and down, and said, "Teacher Shen Lang, right?" ”

Shen Lang nodded and said, "It's me, what's wrong?" ”

The old grandson said: "Actually, it's nothing, remember what I just said, from twelve o'clock in the evening to six o'clock in the morning, it is strictly forbidden to enter and exit during this time." If something really comes back late, just find a place outside to deal with it for the night, you don't have to come back to call the door, I won't open the door, and I can't know Principal Tao. ”

Shen Lang let out an "oh", thinking that this old man was really weird, he was still kind and pleasant when he told the story just now, and he became so iron-faced and selfless in the blink of an eye.

The dormitory building has a total of five floors, and Shen Lang's is on the top floor, which is still the one in the corner.

I can't blame others, I came late in the morning, and the good rooms were all robbed, and only this last one remained.

After a big battle with Fang Qing last night, he barely rested, and when he climbed to the fifth floor, Shen Lang was so tired that his eyes were full of stars, and his legs were weak.

Walked to the door of 501, put down the luggage, and looked up, good guy, the door was covered with dust, and there was a thick layer of cobwebs woven on the door.

This dilapidated house, I don't know how long no one has lived in it.

Seeing a broom in the corridor, Shen Lang swept the dust on the door, only to find that there was a piece of yellow paper pasted on the door, which was full of dense and strange-shaped characters.

Other people's doors are either pasted with the word "Fu" or couplets, but he is so good that he has a whole piece of rune paper!

Shen Lang casually peeled off the rune paper, pushed the door open, and a dark and rancid smell came to his face, choking himself to tears.

Although autumn has already begun, the weather is still very hot, especially since it is still noon.

Strangely, this room was unusually cold, like a large ice cellar, so cold that people broke out in cold sweat.

The house was small, about forty or fifty square meters, with a double bed, a table, a chair, and a wardrobe with a mirror embedded in it, and nothing else.

There is a small window on the north wall where you can dry your laundry, but if you dry the quilt, there will definitely not be enough space.

The toilet is shared, there is one on each floor, and if you wash vegetables and boil water, you have to go there and wait for water, and there is no water in your room.

Even so, at that time, it was a good treatment; You must know that many teachers in towns and mountain villages still live in dilapidated houses, not to mention that an earthquake can blow off the roof even if a typhoon blows.

After cleaning the room, Shen Lang was so tired that he was about to collapse, opened the doors and windows to ventilate, and fell asleep in a daze while lying on the bed.

As if waking up, a gust of wind suddenly blew, blowing people's scalps numb.

Shen Lang wrapped himself in a quilt and was about to turn over and continue to sleep, but when he opened his eyes, he actually saw a woman in red clothes and a shawl standing at the door.

Shen Lang was so frightened that he sat up and rubbed his eyes vigorously, and looked at it again, the door was empty, and there was a woman in red.

Shen Lang smiled bitterly, laughing at himself for thinking too much, and continued to sleep......

It was probably so tired that I woke up and it was dark outside.

Shen Lang took the towel, prepared to wash his face and went to Fang Qing's house to return the bicycle to her, but when he went out, the red light flashed in front of him, as if he saw the woman with a cloak floating in front of him.

"Mom!"

Shen Lang was so frightened that he sat on the ground, and even felt the cold aura on the other party's body, but when he looked around, the long corridor was empty, and there was no half of a figure.

If it was a hallucination before, I can't explain it this time.

"It can't be hell, right?"

The more Shen Lang thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he didn't wash his face anymore, so he grabbed the door directly, ready to find Lao Sun Tou to inquire if this room was haunted.

When I got downstairs, I grabbed my bike and went straight to the school gate.

Unfortunately, the old grandson went to dinner, and the door of the security room was locked.

Shen Lang didn't know when he would come back, so he went to Fang Qing's house first.