In front of me was a burning humanoid object.

The reason why it is said to be a humanoid object is that it is covered in raging fire, and nothing can be seen except the silhouette of a person. It didn't scream or move, it just burned quietly.

The temperature of the flames rushed to the face, and the sound of burning air was very loud and abnormal.

In addition to this fire, there was darkness and silence all around.

I listened intently, but unfortunately found that I didn't have the ability of the "mushroom" of Aoba, and all I heard was the sound of burning.

The scenery has not changed. The fire did not intensify, did not weaken, and remained in this burning state.

For a moment, I wondered if this was a normal dream, or if I had another supernatural event? Tao Hai is so obviously problematic, I haven't even dreamed of it, why did this spontaneously combusted student enter my dream? Why did you die too miserably? Spontaneous combustion...... How can this be solved?

What you can't figure out, you can't figure it out. I watched the flames all night, and when I woke up, I was covered in sweat and the quilt was thrown directly to the ground.

I took a shower, bought breakfast and came back, and it was rare for a family of four to have breakfast together.

My parents were still worried about what happened yesterday, but my sister was indifferent.

"It's alright! The school is definitely very tightly controlled now, and it will be especially safe in the near future. If there's anything, it has nothing to do with our senior year of high school. "My sister swears.

That's true.

I sent my sister to school, and found that there were a lot of parents who sent students that day, and after seeing their children enter the school gate, they still lingered at the door and talked about it.

"I'm leaving, brother." My sister waved at me.

I waved my hand too.

“…… Luckily, it's fine. The man was saved. ”

I heard an aunt next to me say this with emotion, and hurriedly asked, "Auntie, are you talking about the student who had an accident yesterday?" ”

"That's right. Do you also have children studying here? The eldest aunt looked at me suspiciously.

"My sister is a student here."

"Oh." The aunt suddenly realized.

"Didn't that student hear about the burning yesterday? Are people okay? I pulled the conversation back.

"How can it be okay? Burns all over my body. The doctor said it was several levels and it was very serious. The aunt said exaggeratedly, "The whole person is like black charcoal, scorched." ”

"Is there no danger to life?" The corners of my mouth twitched.

"Yes, it's not life-threatening, rescue it." The aunt nodded.

I thought of the spontaneous combustion and frowned, "Do you know how it burns?" Did something happen during the experiment? ”

"What an experiment!" The aunt knows a lot, "He burned it himself." It burned inexplicably, and no one touched him, and he didn't touch anything. It's either a high-tech crime or it's haunted. ”

"Huh." I laughed dryly.

"Don't believe it, young man. I don't think you know that this school has burned people to death before. The aunt said mysteriously.

Another aunt who was talking to her interjected: "Twenty years ago, it was still big news, a class was burned to death, and the murderer was acquitted at large. ”

"Not really!" The aunt patted her thigh.

I exhaled heavily.

If it's really haunted, it's a big deal. One class, twenty or thirty people, how many ghosts does this have? What's more, after twenty years of peace, why did she suddenly make a fuss?

I remembered what my sister said about the student who made trouble for Qin Yijuan.

Is it because he's set foot on this campus again?

The matter is still inconclusive, maybe the dream is just an ordinary dream. It's about my sister's safety, and I can't wait for things to ferment before taking measures.

Thin people they don't know that I dreamed, and when yesterday's incident was a rare spontaneous combustion, I heard that the student who had the accident was still alive, sighed and sighed two sentences, asked my sister about the situation, and put it down.

When I got off work that day, I went to Aoba and told me about it.

"Do you still have your amulets in stock? You can do whatever you want me to do, I have to keep my sister safe. I said seriously.

Aoba's people did not react.

I was disappointed, "It's not the same as the previous times. If something happens to my sister, I'll ......" the threatening words stuck in my throat. The people of Aoba don't eat threats, and when they encounter threats, their reactions will be fierce.

I scratched my head in frustration and leaned back on the couch, my eyes staring at the ceiling.

Thinking of the person who was killed by Chu Run, and thinking of the student lying in the hospital, my mood couldn't calm down.

Da!

I jumped up from the couch and turned my head to look in the direction the sound was coming from.

Da!

This is...... Footsteps?

I followed.

Da, da......

Footsteps made their way into the strange hallway.

I looked up and saw that there was a painting hanging at the end of the hallway, not a door.

Squeak –

The door opened.

I followed in again, and I saw that one of the boxes in the pile had been opened.

It's like someone I can't see, walking into this room, opening this door, opening that cardboard box.

I had a weird feeling in my heart.

I've only seen Chu Run in my dreams, and I've only seen half of the phantoms for the people of Aoba. The appearance of Aunt Wang and Uncle Wang, I really saw it. Is there a lot of this ghost? Or is there a difference in morality?

The cardboard box was knocked twice, as if impatiently urging.

I hurried over and saw the neatly stacked amulets in the box.

The appearance of the amulet is very strange, it is a thumb knuckle size red brocade, embroidered with words, the handwriting dragon and phoenix dance, the embroidery is also excellent, but I don't understand what the word is, similar to the Taoist talisman pattern of the talisman. I pinched up an amulet, and I could feel the fabric of the bag as thin as a cicada's wings, and it contained something thinner, which had to be touched carefully to be touched. The mouth of the bag is not a rope, but it is sewn directly with thread, and it cannot be opened, and I cannot see what is in it.

I estimated the number of amulets in the box, and said, "I have relatives and friends, can you take a few more?" You've seen my friends too, they've been here before, and they've been very helpful a few times. As I spoke, without waiting for Aoba's reaction, I was bold enough to reach out and take it again.

Syllable!

The back of my hand was slapped hard, and a bruise quickly appeared on the back of my hand.

I withdrew my hand in fright, "Just take a few more......"

The box was closed.

I looked at the box regretfully for a long time, and then went out step by step.

When I got home, I gave my sister the amulet and asked her to wear it closely. My parents were very supportive of this. My sister took care of the amulet and made it small and delicate, wore it in the mirror for a while, and promised to come down.

When I fell asleep at night, I was in a nervous mood and didn't expect a good night's sleep.

Last night's dream, was it an ordinary dream?

I was relieved, thinking of the amulet Aoba had given, and I was a little worried about whether they would ask for it back, and I felt that this matter was a little strange.

"They agreed to give the amulet, do they think your sister is in danger?" Chen Xiaoqiu's words woke up the person in the dream.