As Qiu Ming's words fell, only Qiu Ming's eyes were left in front of my eyes. Vertices are updated the fastest

His eyes zoomed in front of me.

is obviously an elderly person, but his eyes are extremely clear, black and white.

His pupils were brown, and my face was reflected in them.

When I blinked, the reflection seemed to change, and the color of the pupils changed.

I saw a patch of purple, lilac, very light, almost white.

The smell of toilet freshener and disinfectant water mixed together, and it was a bit pungent.

I looked around and saw a crack in the toilet cubicle.

The marks are lighter than the color of the wall paint, and they are easily overlooked.

The traces stretched, from compartment to compartment, and eventually to the corner of the wall at the end of the toilet.

It was like someone had deliberately scratched the wall.

The floor had just been cleaned, and there were no other signs in the toilet.

I hurriedly turned around and rushed out of the bathroom.

At this moment, I felt the yin qi.

Turning my head, I saw the figure of a girl.

The figure of the girl blended with the purple wall and soon disappeared.

I rushed to the wall and pressed my hand against it.

The yin energy has dissipated, and there is no crack in this wall.

I turned around, still leaving the toilet.

I went up the stairs next to me to the top floor.

There are no unusual toilets on the top floor, teachers' lounges, and classrooms.

I was about to go downstairs when I caught a glimpse of the hallway window and saw a figure.

I threw myself on the window and looked down to see a figure on the campus road below.

The girl, wearing her school uniform, stopped and looked up at me.

I immediately rushed to the stairs.

Descending to the third floor, I heard footsteps coming from the hallway.

I stopped again, and when I shook my head, I saw the girl open the door of the middle classroom and walk in.

The footsteps were still clear, and the sound of tables and chairs being pulled.

This girl is deliberately seducing me.

She made me see her many times and made me run after her.

She wasn't trying to escape.

As soon as the thought came to me, I calmed down.

I walked to the classroom.

The classroom door is still open, and as soon as you step inside, you can feel the slightest hint of yin.

The girl stood by the window at the back of the classroom, her hands on the windowsill, tiptoeing.

The window was opened, and the wind ruffled her long hair.

Suddenly, with a force of her hands, she flipped out of the window and fell straight down.

I took two steps in three steps and rushed to the window, and when I looked in, there was nothing underneath.

I waited for a while, and sure enough, I saw a head sticking out of the window on the second floor.

The girl showed the back of her head, looked down at the ground, and suddenly her head turned a hundred and eighty degrees, and her face rushed towards me.

She had a weird smile on her face, all her muscles were pulled, and her eyes and mouth were deformed.

She slowly withdrew her head.

I walked out the back door of the classroom and went downstairs unhurriedly.

In the same classroom on the second floor, the door was open, and there was no figure inside.

As I was about to leave, a body fell outside the window.

I made eye contact with the girl who had fallen from the building.

There was no sadness or joy on her face, she didn't make the weird expression she had just made, she just looked at me numbly.

Tears seemed to well-flow from her eyes.

Boom!

A real sound of landing.

I walked in and stood by the window to take a look.

The girl lay on her back on the ground, her limbs twisted.

Blood seeped from beneath her, like unfurling petals.

I felt the yin qi around me, and as soon as I raised my eyes, I saw the reflection in the window.

It's not just my reflection, it's the girl's.

She was standing next to me with her face covered in blood, her eyes glaring at me.

In the next second, she was gone.

The corpse downstairs also disappeared as if it had never appeared.

With a frown, I walked out of the classroom and onto the first floor of the school building.

The structure of the first floor is no different from the upper floors.

I didn't hear a sound here, I didn't see any strange sights, and I didn't feel the yin energy.

The girl seemed to have disappeared completely.

It shouldn't be like this.

I looked around and suddenly felt a sight.

When I turned my head, I saw another house, which was the school building.

The school message came to my mind.

The girl probably hasn't been there. Rumors of haunting in schools only exist in school buildings.

The music room, computer room, and laboratory are all in the academic affairs building, and the teacher's office occupies only half of the building.

If it's something to be scary, those places are suitable. It's just that the girl never did.

I suddenly had a guess.

Maybe it's because of the girl's unique origin.

She died so many years ago, lacking family upbringing, and since then she has been lawless, and her range of action is very limited.

She may not be able to comprehend so many modern teaching methods, and she may not be able to understand the specialized functional classrooms.

Think of the utility room, which is full of sporting goods, books, simple musical instruments and teaching supplies......

My consciousness drifted for a moment.

The body has walked into the academic affairs building and checked the simple schematic diagram in the academic affairs building.

I heard footsteps again, as if they were pointing me in the right direction.

Walking past the school honor cabinet displayed in the lobby on the first floor, I caught a glimpse of the reflection on the glass of the cabinet.

The girl's figure disappears from time to time.

In a group photo, I saw the girl's face.

Like a botched computer puzzle, the girl's figure was too abrupt in that group photo.

The sound of footsteps continued to be heard.

Entering the hallway on the first floor, I heard the faint sound of music.

Two more steps is the door to the music room.

The door to the music room was closed, and the sound of music was still coming through the door and the walls.

I opened the door and the music stopped abruptly.

The lid of the piano is closed, the stereo is closed, and some small instruments are placed on the cabinet, neatly arranged.

Crude oil paintings of famous musicians hung on the walls, all with serious expressions, staring at the classroom.

Entering the room, I seemed to see the figures in those paintings roll their eyes.

The most common horror movie scenario. When some ghosts persecute the living, they will subconsciously use this method to scare people. Clumsy and meaningless.

That's not the girl's style. She should like to play a horror role herself.

While!

Suddenly there was a loud bang in the piano, as if someone had smashed the keys with both hands.

Jingle Bell ......

A handbell on the cabinet landed on the floor with a series of crunching sounds.

In the next second, the speaker started on its own, and the music played, a symphonic version of a world-famous song.

The impassioned music lasted for more than ten seconds, then it stopped abruptly and turned into the rustle of electric noise.

In that rustling voice, a girl's whisper came from time to time.

I couldn't hear what she was saying, but I could catch her voice clearly.

Rustling...... Rustling......

Click.

The speakers were turned off.

I stepped forward, picked up the handbell, and put it back on the cupboard.

That feeling of being watched is coming again.

As soon as I turned my head, I saw the girl standing in the doorway.

She ran away, her footsteps echoing through the hallway.