She pointed to the edge of the flower bed, her eyes a little stunned, and said, "That's where the voice came from." ”

Looking at the flower bed downstairs, Zhao Junmu frowned secretly.

As soon as she finished saying this, the class bell rang, and the girl woke up like a dream, looking at Zhao Junmu in surprise: "Why am I standing here?" ”

Zhao Junmu chuckled in her heart, thinking about telling the girl a few words, but before she could say anything, she had already followed someone to the third floor.

Zhao Junmu returned to the classroom, thinking about the girl's appearance, a little worried, and decided to find the girl after school and remove the pattern on her neck.

"Are you alright?" Hachijun asked suddenly.

"It's okay." Zhao Junmu said with a smile.

Bajun pursed his lips and looked at her for a long time, and after a while, he lowered his head and read seriously.

After school in the evening, Zhao Junmu was the first to rush to the gate, wanting to wait for the girl, but everyone on the campus was almost finished, and he didn't wait for her.

After asking the girl's classmates, I found out that the girl had two classes in the afternoon and asked for leave to go home.

Zhao Junmu's heart froze, as soon as she ran out of the school, her mobile phone vibrate, and at the same time, the back of her neck suddenly became cold, like a large piece of ice stuck to it.

She froze and took out her mobile phone for a long time, and there was a news push on her phone, saying that the female student was under pressure to study and committed suicide by jumping off the building.

And the schoolgirl who jumped off the building was the one she saved last night.

There are no photos of girls in the news, but the location of the girls jumping off the building is circled, also on the edge of a flower bed.

Zhao Junmu sighed, put away his phone, and reached out to touch the back of his neck, but he didn't touch anything.

After thinking about it, she went back to school.

Seeing her come in, Hachijun's eyes shrank, "That girl is dead?" ”

Zhao Junmu nodded and sat down beside Bajun.

Bajun looked at her for a long time, and reached out to make a ghost to cover his eyes, so that others could not see the two of them.

When the campus was completely quiet, Bajun said, "With me, I won't let you have an accident." ”

Zhao Junmu looked at him in surprise and thanked him with a smile.

Hajoon also smiled at her.

As soon as it was dark, Zhao Junmu felt that a hand appeared on the back of her neck out of thin air, and she kept pulling her out.

If she was at home, she could open her third eye and kill that thing in minutes, but now at school, she couldn't show her stuff.

After thinking about it, she snorted and struggled out, and Hachijun followed behind her and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I won't let you have an accident." ”

Zhao Junmu's heart jumped, and she felt a little relieved, this feeling was very abrupt, she hadn't felt like this for a long time.

She was dragged all the way to the top of the building, stood on the side, and when she looked down, she saw the flower bed underground.

The hand on the back of her neck gripped tighter and tighter, and began to push her down hard.

Bajun grabbed her hand and said coldly, "This is my person." ”

The hand on the back of her neck suddenly loosened, and after a moment, the bone-eating chill burned.

"She must die." On the right side of Zhao Junmu, a pattern of lotus flowers appearing, and a phantom figure came out of it, and his voice was gloomy.

Hachijun said, "You have killed a person today, she doesn't deserve to die, and I said it, she is my person." ”

As he spoke, Bajun pulled Zhao Junmu behind him.

The phantom didn't move for a long time, and after a while, it snorted coldly and got into the pattern.

Hachijun waved his hand at the pattern, and the pattern disappeared.

"You go home." Bajun hurriedly said a word to Zhao Junmu, jumped out from the roof of the building, and disappeared into the night.

Zhao Junmu looked at him with complicated eyes, and smiled after a moment, he really didn't expect them to know each other.

It's getting more and more interesting.

Zhao Junmu restrained his emotions, pretended to be scared, and hurriedly ran back.

Halfway through, she stopped abruptly, and after a moment flashed into a nearby alley.

After taking a few steps forward, Zhao Junmu stood still and stopped moving, and shouted: "Come out!" ”

A man walked out of the darkness slowly, with a scimitar in his hand, and a cloak draped over his body, which was tightly covered, and the cloak mopped the floor, so that he could not even see his feet.

Seeing this person's dress, Zhao Junmu was happy, "What age is this, and you actually got a night clothes to come out." ”

The black shadow raised his hand and turned the scimitar in his hand towards Zhao Junmu.

Zhao Junmu stood still, but the hair on the back of his head slowly floated up, like tentacles.

She snapped her eyes shut as the shadow rushed in front of her, a blue light flashing from the center of her eyebrows, and at the same time, an eye the size of a finger opened and was blood-red.

Zhao Junmu raised his hand and grabbed the scimitar.

Her hair had reached her cheeks, and she was crawling down her arm, about to crawl onto the shadow.

The black shadow trembled and looked at her in horror.

At this time, Zhao Junmu suddenly stopped, the third eye in the center of his eyebrows immediately closed, opened his eyes, and his hair fell.

Before the shadow could react, she took out a mahogany nail from her pocket and stabbed it into the shadow's head, flipping her wrist and cutting a bloody cut on the back of her hand.

She snorted, hurriedly retreated, and fell into the arms of a man.

Zhao Junmu looked up and looked at Bajun's worried gaze.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

Zhao Junmu shook his head.

Bajun helped her stand up straight, his gaze suddenly became sharp, "I said, you can't hurt her." ”

As the words fell, he had already walked in front of the black shadow and lifted the black shadow's cloak directly.

At the moment when the cloak left the body, I only heard a loud noise, scattering the bones on the ground.

It turned out to be a disembodied puppet.

Bajun picked up the peach wood nails from the pile of bones, walked to Zhao Junmu's side, frowned at the wound on the back of her hand, and said, "Go and deal with the wound first." ”

Zhao Junmu nodded, but he was surprised in his heart.

Bajun is obviously a ghost, but he can pick up a peach wood nail and there is no response.

After taking care of the wound, Bajun sent Zhao Junmu to the door of the house and wanted to leave.

Zhao Junmu grabbed his rest and looked at her pitifully: "I'm so scared, can you stay with me all night?" ”

Hachijun explained, "They won't come to you again. ”

"How do you know?" Zhao Junmu's voice was crying, "I almost jumped off the building, and I was almost killed by a pile of bones just now, who knows what tricks they will use again." ”

She continued to wipe away her tears, rubbing her eyes red.

Seeing that Hajun still didn't agree, she took out her mobile phone and said, "If you don't guarantee my safety, I'll send the photo." ”

After speaking, she didn't care about Bajun anymore, turned around and walked into the building by herself, and said as she walked: "Anyway, I am very skillful in shooting, and I just took a picture of your face." ”

Footsteps sounded behind her, and when she looked back, she was just in time for Hachijun's helpless gaze.

The corners of Zhao Junmu's mouth slowly hooked, and his mood was unprecedentedly happy.

How can this ghost be so simple?

She thought that Bajun would follow her into the house, but who knew that he would stand at the door like a door god, and said, "I am guarding you at the door, in the middle of the night, lonely men and widows, in the same room, it is not suitable." ”