"I have to contact the person Qian Lan invited. Please search (product # book...... Net) to see the most complete! He should know something about the fastest update. Chen Xiaoqiu said.

"He wants to know it's going to be like this?" Guo Yujie was skeptical.

"He didn't know there was a bunch of bear children who were coming to die." The thin man replied.

"Did Qin Weiwei's temperament change because of this incident?" The fat man proposes a possibility.

The thin man made a look of sudden realization.

Guo Yujie's expression followed.

I was holding my phone and didn't move.

I'm still thinking about that.

Whose ghost am I encountering?

I haven't been able to get an answer to that question.

I continued dreaming that night, and the scene in my dream was still unfamiliar, with a book of homework and two white hands in my field of vision.

It's been years since I graduated, and I can't tell how old this girl is just from the math homework she's doing. The pen she was holding was a mechanical pencil, the unpatterned, solid-colored kind, with an eraser. This pen has been the same for decades, and I can't tell the approximate year from this pen.

Luckily, the girl finished the last question and closed the workbook, allowing me to see her school, class, and name in the notebook.

Yucai Middle School Senior High School (4) Ban Bu Xiaodan.

I wrote down the name.

Bu Xiaodan put the homework book into the schoolbag on the side and took out another homework book from it.

The bag rests on the floor, leaning against the side of the desk. When Bu Xiaodan took the homework, he bent over and leaned over, and the ponytail ran through the back of his neck.

I felt a chill in the back of my neck and my heart beat faster. I quickly realized that this feeling was not my own, it was Bu Xiaodan's.

Bu Xiaodan's heartbeat was like a wild horse on the loose, a car out of control, but she didn't notice it herself.

My own feelings were one of horror and anger.

Chang Ying and Yang Yang are dead, and now, another flower girl is going to die at the hands of that evil ghost!

In addition to these three girls, how many other people have been killed by her?

I even began to suspect that what happened to Qin Weiwei and their school was really because of Qian Lan's family's soul? Qin Weiwei is also a senior in high school! This evil ghost is specifically targeting girls in the third year of high school?!

Suddenly, I noticed something else in my field of vision. It was also placed on the edge of the writing desk and thrown on the ground, it was also a bag, but it was not a school bag, but a kind of double-shouldered canvas bag with a drawstring, and the name of the school was printed on it: Dream Ballet School.

I was stunned.

Ballet?

Bu Xiaodan had already straightened up and put the newly taken out homework book and textbook in front of him.

My vision had to be turned.

There's a small alarm clock on the desk, palm-sized, round, with a cartoon princess printed on the clock face, but it's badly colored, and the original white princess now looks like she is of Latin American descent. The alarm clock reflected the light, reflecting a dark shadow.

After Bu Xiaodan copied a line of text, he noticed the strange black shadow on the alarm clock. At this point, her heart was already beating four times faster than the ticking of the second hand. I could feel the tremors in her chest.

Bu Xiaodan stared at the alarm clock for a while, then turned his head suspiciously.

The demon stood behind her, some distance away from her, and stared at her.

Bu Xiaodan's heart suddenly stopped, and his body fell off the chair.

There was a clang, like a starting gun.

The demons are in action at this time.

Her neck was broken and her head was tilted back. She staggered forward, dropping her arms and guts along the way. When she arrived in front of Bu Xiaodan, her knee was broken, her body fell to her knees, her backward head was thrown suddenly, and her bloody face was facing Bu Xiaodan who collapsed.

Bu Xiaodan's heart was screaming in fear, but her heart couldn't even beat a little.

The demon's hand caressed Bu Xiaodan's cheek, as if inspecting an object. The result was unsatisfactory to her. She withdrew her hand and stood up, the wound on her neck had healed, her knees were connected, the internal organs that flowed out gradually disappeared, the wound slowly healed, and the broken arm seemed to be only invisible, and now it reappeared.

Bu Xiaodan watched all this in horror, seeing that this evil ghost didn't look at her again, turned to leave, and with every step, his body lightened a little.

At the moment when it was about to disappear, the evil ghost's body suddenly trembled and let out an unwilling roar: "Come back...... Come back! ”

As if she had been crushed by a meat grinder, her figure turned into meat puree with a "poof", and was crushed into powder by an invisible force, completely dissipating into the air.

I broke out in a cold sweat.

I was used to the tragic death of the demon and the strange heartbeat of the deceased, but the last scene of this dream made me shudder.

What is it that can easily wipe out that evil spirit?

Is it a Taoist master? Or some other vicious monster?

In that moment, I felt threatened. It's not that I've never encountered threats in my dreams, it's not that I've never seen the living die or ghosts die, but I've never seen anyone so domineering, who died so simply, and there was no room for resistance.

I had a flash of inspiration in my mind, and I didn't care that it was still early, so I called Gu Mo.

Gu Mo was woken up by me and listened to me babble about my dreams.

At the end, I asked, "Does Ye Qing's fist have such an effect?" ”

"It's not." Gu Mo made the first voice after my phone call, very crisply.

I was stunned, "Isn't it?" ”

"It's not." Gu Mo affirmed, "If the leaves kill the ghost, it will disappear directly, and the special effects are not so exaggerated." I said, did you make up this cool special effect in your own brain? ”

"Of course not." I blackened my face, "What am I going to do with that?" ”

"Oh, so let's just let me say it."

Gu Mo hung up the phone directly.

I was helpless, changed my clothes, washed and had breakfast, and when I arrived at the office, I faced my real good partner and said that the experience of last night's dream was much better than that bad listener of Gu Mo.

"Bu Xiaodan from Yucai Middle School? Dream of ballet school? Chen Xiaoqiu paid attention to clues.

The thin man and Guo Yujie discuss the strange way of death of the female ghost.

"So, the female ghost is dead?" The fat man asked, "Brother Qi, what kind of ghost have you encountered?" ”

I still haven't answered this question.

"Maybe he just died, so Brother Qi can still dream." The thin man said.

"Probably not. I saw the alarm clock, very old, with shoddy cartoon characters printed on it. I shook my head in the negative.

"Don't you have that alarm clock now?" The thin man wondered.

None of us know about that.

When the thin man asked, I couldn't get it for sure. Anyway, I haven't seen this kind of alarm clock in years, but who knows if there are still small workshops producing it?

Chen Xiaoqiu contacted Chen Yihan. If Chen Yihan checks the time of Bu Xiaodan's death, everything will be clear.

When he returned to the office before getting off work, Chen Xiaoqiu got the answer from Chen Yihan.

"Bu Xiaodan from Yucai Middle School died in 1999, the same day as Yang Yang and Chang Ying, and at the same time." Chen Xiaoqiu said, "The specific time was not recorded at that time. ”

"This ......," I wondered.

"Also, the dream ballet school." Chen Xiaoqiu continued, "On that day in 1999, all 12 students in an advanced class died. Yang Yang, Chang Ying, and Bu Xiaodan are all students in this class. ”