I didn't rush out, but my pace quickened a lot.

Coming out of the music room, follow the footsteps and enter another corridor, which is the art classroom.

There are a lot of student paintings hanging in this corridor, and they are all normal. But the paintings hanging in the classroom are all about that girl.

Oil painting, watercolor, drawing, cartoon ...... It's all the girl's appearance, and it's all her back, sideways posture.

The girl in the painting seemed to be ready to turn around and face me completely.

She seemed to be alive and able to move freely.

She's a ghost.

I didn't get scared because of that.

I watched like a bystander.

There is no yin in the room, the girl is not here.

When I got back to the hallway, I saw that the paintings in the hallway had changed to the appearance of girls.

The same posture of turning her back and turning her head sideways, except that in these paintings, the girl's eyes seem to be looking at me.

As I walked down the hallway, I felt like the paintings were being watched.

Even though the gaze made me uncomfortable, I didn't feel fear.

On the first floor, there is only a music room and an art room.

To the second floor, the laboratory.

Physics, biology, and chemistry labs are separated into separate classrooms.

The plastic skeletons and plastic mannequins in the biology laboratory did not move, and the runway, cars, and balls in the physics laboratory did not move without permission. When I arrived at the chemistry lab, there was no strange smell of chemicals, and there was no reaction of light and heat.

Everything is fine on this level.

The girl is not here.

I stood by the window in the hallway and looked out, but I didn't see a figure.

She's gone.

Just as I was thinking this, the class bell rang on the radio in the hallway.

The music was soothing, and it was over in a dozen seconds.

I looked up at the stairs.

During the holidays, these broadcasts do not sound for no reason.

I went upstairs and passed by the empty teacher's office.

On the sixth floor, there is the computer room, and the school radio is also here.

It's even quieter here.

The only sound in the hallway was my footsteps, not even the sound of the car engine outside.

The air was oppressive, like an air conditioner, which made people feel stuffy.

When I passed by the computer room, through the glass window, I saw the rows of computers neatly arranged inside.

As I walked through this room, the computer screens turned on at the same time.

A video was played, which looked like surveillance, but suddenly zoomed in, giving a close-up of the woman in the frame.

The woman was unaware of it and was looking out at the scenery in the distance from the balcony.

Just looking at that distance makes people feel a sense of danger.

The person or thing that was photographed was within the woman's reach. On the other hand, he can also push the woman off the balcony as soon as he stretches out his hand.

Maybe it doesn't have to be that much trouble.

My heart suddenly rose to my throat, and I was not calm.

I subconsciously took two steps forward and leaned my body against the glass window of the classroom.

My reflection was reflected in the glass window, as well as the reflection of a girl.

Same sight as just now.

"That's, it's not me." The girl whispered in my ear.

My brain reacted instantly.

And a ghost!

I jerked around and shook out a piece of talisman paper in my hand.

The rune paper burned, and I heard the girl's scream.

Her voice was like a howl of pain, and it was like a maniacal laugh.

I don't know if I attacked her.

Her figure vanished.

I didn't care about anything, just spread my legs and rushed to the stairs.

I flew downstairs, ran all the way, walked in a straight line, and climbed over the wall to get out of the school.

This kind of running is a bit difficult for me.

I'm not a young guy in my twenties anymore.

Even for work, I kept the habit of exercising because of my habits, but this kind of running with all my might still made my lungs and heart feel painful.

The source of more pain is the feeling of fear.

There are ghosts by her side.

She's dangerous.

She's in danger!

Will what I left her come in handy?

Can the amulet I made and the magic circle I planted kill that ghost?

No, as long as it protects her......

She was in the neighborhood next door to the school.

Every time I come here, I rent a house in the neighborhood for a short period of time.

I will hang out with her and shop in Minqing City.

Too careless!

The one who should be looking for Aoba!

She shouldn't have been brought here!

All sorts of thoughts flashed through my mind, recalling the bits and pieces of my time with her.

"Armin ......"

The woman's surprised voice stopped me.

I turned my head and saw a woman walking towards me with a plastic bag of vegetables.

"How do you ...... Did the school handle it? What's wrong? She walked up to me step by step.

There are also pedestrians on the street. The passers-by would have looked at me curiously. Because of my crazy hair, many people have cast their eyes.

I gasped, slowly calmed down, and looked around first.

There are no strange sights.

"Amin, what's wrong with you? What's wrong? "The woman has come up to me.

"You're not at home?" I asked.

The woman lifted the plastic bag, "I'm going to buy groceries." Is it OK to have baby cabbage at night? I would have liked to buy greens......"

She was babbling on and on.

She never asked me about my work, and I always brought it up.

She's not scared, it's not that she doesn't care, she's just worried that she's putting too much pressure on me.

She's not from our circle, and she still wants to live a normal life instead of dealing with ghosts.

I slowly calmed down.

Next time, she shouldn't have been brought here.

She didn't like it in the first place......

Even if it is a husband and wife, there is no need to have so much involvement.

We and my parents are not in the same situation.

There's no need to ......

"Amin?"

I looked up.

"You're done? Let's go home, then. She said with a smile.

I thought of what I saw in the computer room and nodded.

I walked ahead and entered the room first, telling her to wait outside.

There are no anomalies in the room.

It's weird.

She walked in, went straight into the kitchen, and didn't ask me what was going on at school.

I looked at her back.

She hummed a song, methodically cleaned up the vegetables she had just bought, and took the meat out of the fridge.

She took out a kitchen knife and called out to me while cutting the meat.

"Don't just look at it. Help me wash the dishes. ”

I walked over, rolled up my sleeves, washed my hands, and started washing the baby cabbage.

Duh, duh......

The kitchen knife and the cutting board collide.

This scene is so familiar to me.

My heart gradually settled down.

Duh, duh......

I smell blood.

Does frozen meat taste like this?

My heart tightened, and I turned my head to see the blood in my eyes.

She was right next to me, slash by knife, and fell into her own hands. Her entire forearm had been chopped up.

Her face was splattered with blood, she turned her head, and smiled at me. It's in hand, please wait a while, after the content is updated, you need to refresh the page again to get the latest update!

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