"I hate ghost stories the most! You're so old, and you're still scaring people like this, do you really think it's funny? Mo Changjiang crooked his mouth and raised his middle finger horizontally, looking a little terrifying.

"Don't tell him!" The two white and tender hands stretched out, pulled the corners of his clothes back, and grabbed his father.

At this moment, a man with a dark face wearing a black trench coat walked through the crowd.

"This classmate, what he just said is not wrong, the legend says that whoever sees her will become her!"

"Yo Yo Yo! Who the are you? Mo Changjiang looked at the man with disdain.

At this moment, Mo Changjiang felt that his chest was very tight, he had difficulty breathing, and he couldn't breathe.

Immediately, he lay straight on the ground like a bullet, and curled up like a shrimp, with white foam constantly pouring out of his mouth.

A few minutes after the seizure, Mo Changjiang was alive again.

Everything seems to have returned to its original state.

"You don't care who I am, you just need to know that there are some things that you can not believe, but please don't insult and slander!"

Mo Changjiang glanced at the man, the hat was one-piece, covering the back of his head and forehead, and the extra-long windbreaker covered the high-top leather boots.

"I didn't talk to you!" Mo Changjiang made a "roll" gesture.

The man jerked and leaned on Mo Changjiang's back.

Mo Changjiang was inexplicable, he didn't know what was going on, "What are you doing?" ”

The man didn't speak, but the elbow of his right arm slammed down on Mo Changjiang's side, using this way to let him know that he was dissatisfied.

"Are you sick?" Mo Changjiang frowned, turned his head, and faced the man.

"Don't, don't! Don't quarrel! "Some people began to come out to persuade them.

"The TV station is broadcasting the strange things that have happened in Lunhong University in a loop, and they are all in a hurry, so they will talk about some things that they don't have!" A millennium diver who was watching from the sidelines, adopting an indifferent attitude, also spoke.

"Yes! Stop arguing! ”

"That's right! Meet someone halfway! ”

"That's it! It's not too early, let's all go back to bed! ”

In fact, Mo Changjiang looked at the man from the moment he pushed his elbow against his side waist, and he was 195 cm tall and had a strong figure.

He wanted to find himself a staircase to go down. It's not just because his waist is not good, but the key is that his little buddies, from just now to now, don't even dare to say anything, can you expect them to do anything? Anyway, no matter how you think about it, you are a vulnerable group on your side.

"Forget it, it's not good to cripple you, for the sake of so many people helping you intercede, Lao Tzu will let you go today!"

Immediately after, he took two steps to the side, about two meters, to maintain a mutually safe scale with the man.

The man did not relent, walked to a provocative distance of only 5 centimeters from Mo Changjiang, and unbuttoned the front of the windbreaker, revealing the T-shirt inside, which was also black, embroidered with a white skull, but the top of the head was flat, as if it had fallen from somewhere, and the bottom was powdery.

Mo Changjiang felt a little disgusted when he saw that, and the contents of his stomach were also rolling.

Now, he really doesn't want to continue to entangle with men, but one of his favorite things to do is to bully the soft and fear the hard.

Mo Changjiang leaned forward pretendedly, and then, an accidental step back, stepped on the foot of the storyteller, in fact, before that, he probably felt that he had become an outsider, and he looked lively, until the leather shoes he bought for his daughter's new school were trampled dirty.

"I'm sorry!" Mo Changjiang, who let out a sigh, smiled evilly, turned around, wanted to end the situation as soon as possible, and moved his feet quickly in the direction of the library stairs.

"Say I'm sorry!" The man took three steps and made two steps, and walked in front of Mo Changjiang again, blocking his way.

"Are you finished?" Mo Changjiang was intercepted again and again, enraged, and raised his fist.

"Meow!" A cat jumped out of nowhere and directly scratched Mo Changjiang's neck with its claws.

This time, there was no psychological preparation at all.

It bleeds.

"Where's the cat? Whose cat? Mo Changjiang shouted angrily three times.

Then, Big Foot lifted up and tried to step on the cat three times, each time accompanied by a "bang" sound, and the ground on the 8th floor of the library was stomped on the ground, which could definitely make the cat sloppy.

"Slaughter it!"

The man protected the kitten, wrapped in a windbreaker, under the warm yellow light, this kitten turned out to be so beautiful, with a black body, black eyes, black pupils, from a certain angle, glowing with blue light.

The claws were black, and even the nails were stained with blood.

Something is strange, and the more frightening and thrilling you feel, the more it can arouse your curiosity.

Now that I think about it, curiosity kills cats, and it should be me.

Although the area I studied in was said to be a graduate school, there were some students from prominent families, but with the emergence of little prodigies and young graduate students, many mothers, fathers, grandmothers, and grandfathers were influenced by traditional concepts, and each had to go into battle in person.

They have one thing in common, that is, they do all manual work, but their faces are full of happy smiles without exception.

Especially now, the giant baby at the next table opposite me is just playing with his mobile phone with his mouth open, his mother is feeding her, and his father is handing water to the side, and believe it or not, the noodles in my mouth are spraying you all over the face. It's really a well-known "baby" college,

I heard from the owner of the snack bar that the security guard at the gate of our school was the first day to come to work today, and before the work clothes could be distributed, he couldn't wait to wear his formal clothes and go to work.

He especially loves the job of security guard, but like many young people, when he plays games with a large smart screen mobile phone in his hand, everything else can be dispensed with, and this habit is difficult to change.

Since the security guard was asked by me for his life, he now has a blind look at the students and parents of the past. If you find a fierce and unfamiliar face, you will take the initiative to ask.

At this time, the security guard brother saw a gray-haired, faltering grandfather and a mature man who looked about 50 years old, the security guard stopped the two people, looked at each other for 30 seconds, he probably remembered the content of micro-expression psychology learned when he participated in the induction training yesterday, how a person lives can be clearly seen from their faces, if this person is radiant, then his life is not bad, but if he has deep traces in the center of his eyebrows, it is a bad temper, or angry.

"What are you doing here?"

"Hello, I'm here to go to school, this is my dad!" The middle-aged man hugged his father and answered the questions raised by the security guard very politely.

The security guard began to ask questions as he had just done to me, "Show me your student ID?"

"I came late for the freshman report today, and the teacher said that he would not be able to get me a card until tomorrow!"

Dizzy, the answers are surprisingly similar to mine, in other words, I don't have twin big brothers!

"That's not going to work! You have to have a card to enter, see this access control? It's a hard and fast rule at school! ”

"The school also stipulates that you can't play with your mobile phone during working hours!" I was blowing a cool breeze on the side, humming and chirping, and my pronunciation was vague, I didn't want to do anything, I just wanted to be more nosy at the moment.

But this father and son are far from worrying about them.

The father tugged at his sleeve and said very experiencedly, "Son, why don't you sign it!" Tell him which department you belong to! Who are your mentors? ”

The security guard squinted at the two people in front of him, "No! I only recognize the card, not the signature! It's my job to tell you where you like, I hope you cooperate! ”

"Ahh It hurts me to death, who stepped on me? ”

A man passed me, bumped into me, stepped on me in high heels, and reasoned with the security guard.

He was wearing a long black trench coat with no buttons, and he could clearly see the skull and bones of his T-shirt underneath, and the hat was attached to the collar, and the hat was so large that he put it on and covered his forehead.

"Oh my God! It hurts! My little steamed buns and feet are instantly swollen higher, and as for the color, they look like bean paste buns.

"Better not let me see you again!"

I must not have read the yellow calendar when I went out today, it seems that grandma is right, carrying her behind her back, secretly going to eat snacks, and sure enough, it didn't end well.

Suddenly, a cat with black eyes and small black shorthair appeared in front of my eyes.

Scared me out, this big night, actually saw a black cat? Is there any mistake? That's unlucky, isn't it?

Legend has it that black cats are divided into two categories, one is that black cats are psychic, able to see things that ordinary humans can't see, such black cats, if they keep barking towards a place, but there is no one in this place, they should first patiently brush their hair, and then, and then call it back, after all, cats and dogs and the like, only bark at strangers.

The other type of black cat is the Hellbringer. Its mission is to take away people whose countdown to life is coming to an end. Legend has it that if a person with cancer sees a black cat, his life will soon be over.

Of course, only a few people can be self-taught about the magic of black cats, but many more people, after all, only know the black cat sheriff.

The black cat in front of me, although I don't know where it came from, but my sixth sense tells me that something unusual is going to happen.

At this time, the security guard brother just now also had a strong premonition that he might have to make meritorious contributions today. Don't look at him as thin and withered, a gust of wind seems to be able to blow him away, but to be a school security guard has to go through very strict training and assessment, his comprehensive quality must be very high.

However, he likes to play interactive games on his mobile phone.

He reacted very quickly, and before the probationary period, the school couldn't wait to sign an 8-year labor contract with him. I also picked up a walkie-talkie that the school had equipped their security guards with.

"Hey, hey! Can you hear me? ”

"Urgent notice, someone fell from the building, it is not clear that he committed suicide at present, and security must be strengthened!"