Under the girl's inquiring gaze, I glanced at Zhengqing tacitly and immediately looked away.

"It's kind of weird." I smiled and comforted the girl, and then when the girl was about to speak again, I pulled Zhengqing and bowed slightly to the girl, "I'm sorry, we still have some things, so we won't join in the fun." ”

The girl who left walked around the crowd and squeezed into the crowd from the other direction.

Lin Yifei is not crazy, and some people know it in their hearts.

I stood near the center of the crowd and watched in silence, like a guest watching a show, not daring to do anything else......

Lin Yifei's eyes widened and he glared at the middle-aged man standing beside the white-clothed doctor.

The middle-aged man wears a crisp suit with a bald patch in the middle of his head, which is the most popular Mediterranean hairstyle today.

The middle-aged man is now the president of Denghai University.

"Lin Yifei, please calm down, we just go to the hospital for a checkup."

The middle-aged man opened his mouth unhurriedly, full of the majesty and wisdom of the superior.

"Hah!" The young student sneered, grinning and glaring, his face full of sarcasm, "Come with you, do you think I'm a fool?" If you kill someone, you want to put me, a witness, in a mental hospital! I'm not going to let you get away with it!

I'm crazy or not, you know it best in your own heart! I'm not going to stay at this school! You don't have the right to send me to a mental hospital!

I can sue you for malicious falsehood! ”

"Please, Yifei is already delirious, trouble the doctor to send him to the hospital."

Lin Yifei called Lin Yifei, the middle-aged man didn't care at all, but looked at the crazy student with regret, and turned back to the doctor to give a polite order.

"Don't worry, we will release it when it's ready, and we will contact the insurance company to reimburse part of the treatment fee, and the school will ...... the rest."

"Yes, yes, this child is out of school, and the school will take full responsibility."

Seeing the middle-aged man nodding, the doctor showed a satisfied smile and waved his hand at the nurse who had already been prepared behind him.

In an instant, Lin Yifei was caught by four or five male nurses, and no matter how he struggled and cursed, he couldn't escape the fate of being pressed into the car.

The middle-aged man watched silently, until the ambulance started, and in an instant he showed a distressed and helpless look, and when the ambulance came out of the big playground, he turned around and walked towards the office building.

Lin Yifei has heard of it, a student of the art department, who has a deep knowledge of painting, and many prints in the school are painted by this student. It's just a pity that I'm crazy, and it's inevitable that learning art will always be weird......

The surrounding students slowly dispersed.

"Zhengqing, this matter ......" was about to say - this matter must be more than these few people know, but some people didn't care about it - but suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred in his mind, "Don't all students have files?" Is there a person like Xiao Daixue to check the files! ”

It's definitely a great idea!

"Right, Zhengqing?"

"Zhengqing?"

After calling for a long time and not responding, I looked up and found that he was staring at the left playground and followed his gaze......

It's the unbridled wind and that white-clothed senior!

The two of them were facing us very closely, talking about something.

The white-clothed senior suddenly glanced to this side, and Zhengqing hurriedly pulled me to turn around and walk towards the teaching building.

The gaze behind him was unusually clear.

I stiffened and followed the topic just now, "Zhengqing, what do you think of this idea?"

"What's the idea?"

"Go and check the student files, Xiao Daixue's files must exist, and Xiao Daixue's existence can be proved when the time comes."

He paused at his feet and grabbed my shoulder with an exaggerated stumble: "I said Yu Xiaobai, are you stupid?"

Why don't you just ask the student union if you go through the files? ”

"Hehe......" laughed dryly, "I didn't forget it without excitement." ”

After the students fill in the information, they are directly sent to the student union by the class president, and the student files have been kept in the student union since ancient times, and the first person to pass the hands is naturally the student president.

"And what do you say?" The student archives didn't work, "Why don't we go to a mental hospital after school!" ”

"I didn't go." Zhengqing pursed his lips and pushed his glasses, "Everyone knows that Lin Yifei is crazy, no one will believe what he said, and even if we won't be imprisoned in a mental hospital like Lin Yifei, we will remember a lot of rumors." ”

"In my opinion, the easiest way is the most direct evidence, didn't Xiao Daixue commit suicide in the No. 2 teaching building? There will always be a little trace.

We're not going to see Building 2 yet. ”

As soon as I heard Zhengqing say that he was going to the No. 2 teaching building, I was silent.

Because of Xiao Daixue's death, I have long left the No. 2 teaching building behind in the past two days.

I really don't want to enter the No. 2 teaching building, just put Xiao Daixue's death aside. The Yin Array found inside was exactly the same as what the broken book said.

Is this a coincidence or ...... and the death of Grandpa......

Only by understanding the secrets behind the No. 2 teaching building can we know what that broken book is, and it is possible to find out how grandpa died!

No matter how unwilling I am, I know very well in my heart that I have to go to Building 2, and if I don't die, I may have more than one trip!

"Teaching Building 2, are you going?"

Zhengqing slapped me on the top of the head suddenly, and I grinned in pain.

"Go, go, can you not go? Can you tap it......"

"Oh yes."

"What?" I looked depressedly at Zhengqing, who suddenly became serious.

"Last night I accidentally took a look at the information of the deceased at Denghai University, and if it were an ordinary person, I wouldn't have cared about it, but ......"

I stared at him eagerly, but he raised his lips and dragged out a long tail note, selling the guanzi.

"Tell me, what did you find?"

"Wen Wen, born during the Qingming Festival; Li Tingting was born on the Shangsi Festival; Liu Feng was born on the first day of October; Liu Yan was born on July 15; I just don't know when Xiao Daixue was born. ”

Uh-what is it? I didn't get it.

Zhengqing chuckled at my incomprehension, looking expected: "I said that ordinary people don't care about these things at all.

Qingming Festival, Shangsi Festival, Zhongyuan Festival, and Winter Clothes Festival, but the four most traditional ghost festivals in ancient China, among which the Zhongyuan Festival is the most famous - the half-ghost festival in July, which is a household name.

It's normal for other festivals to be unknown to most people. Even the Qingming Festival, which is a holiday to sweep the tombs every year, is only regarded as an ordinary day to worship ancestors, completely ignoring its essence as a ghost festival. ”

"Have you heard of the Boy in Red incident?"

I vaguely understood what Zhengqing wanted to say.

"There were 4 people in Putian, 5 people at the beginning and 2 people later on the rooftop, and 1 girl killed in the phone booth, a total of exactly 13 people

Among them, the Chongqing boy and the last girl were hanged, and the rest of the middle were drowned.

The address of the death of 4 people in Putian is: Huating Town, Chengxiang District, Putian City, Fujian Province

Then Tiantai died seven children, and the address was: Duli Village, Changtai Town, Chengxiang District, Putian City, Fujian Province.

The girl surnamed Cai who hanged herself, originally 4 children died in Putian first (drowned, years ago), and the girl did not escape death when she came to the rooftop during the New Year, and 7 children died (drowned) during this period.

The Chongqing boy died at the age of 13 years and 13 days, and wearing the water-based red clothes of his female relatives is nothing more than raising his soul to the point of reaching the level of yin!

The girl who hanged herself on Tiantai Putian was born on August 18, 2005, which was July 14 of the lunar calendar, the Midyear Festival, which is also known as the Ghost Festival. The girl was born on Halloween. ”

"You remember ...... well" came out of his contemplation, and just wanted to praise him, I saw him holding up the screen of his mobile phone and snorting at me, "Baidu's, whoever is full has nothing to do to remember this." ”