Tang Xinyu is my taboo now, and I can't see her being good to others at all, especially a classmate like Gui Wenbin who doesn't deal with me, and her behavior makes me completely fall into inexplicable grief and indignation. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"What a fucking bastard!" I kicked the rocks off the ground, felt like my head was about to explode, and I felt that I couldn't think any more, so I left the playground and went to the closed area.

"Anyway, I don't have the heart to read, go in and have a look!" I muttered silently, and as soon as I jumped in, I took off my black vest and put it over my head, and quickly approached the dilapidated building in the afterglow of the setting sun.

In a corner, I hid, and then borrowed the purple pupil to investigate for a long time, and found that there was no one inside, but in the basement of the building, I found a dark hole, I don't know where it leads.

I rushed into the dilapidated building, and when I touched the hole in the basement, a chilly aura came from the hole, making me shiver a little.

"Looks like the purple-haired man got into this!" I looked inside and saw that it was pitch black, and I couldn't see anything.

I frowned, and I didn't know if the purple-haired man was still in it. Is it dangerous to get inside?

I hesitated for a moment, touched the pendant on my chest, my eyes lit up, and I released the ghost I had subdued.

"What kind of place is this? Why is it so disgusting? "The first sentence that came out of the ghost was so startled that my eyes almost fell, it even knew what it meant to be disgusting?

"Why do you say that?" I looked at the hideous ghost and asked suspiciously.

"There's a lot of resentment gathered here, these things aren't disgusting, what are they disgusting?" The ghost looked inside with some palpitations.

"Huh?" When I heard this, I was even more confused, "What's wrong with the resentment?" It seems that when I was in the ancient tomb, there was a lot of resentment in it, right? ”

"It's not the same thing, those are evil spirits, and resentment can't be compared, resentment is a kind of resentment before death, the ghosts formed after death will gradually lose their minds and become terrible ghosts, for this kind of unjust ghosts, we orthodox ghosts disdain to be with them!" The ghost said disdainfully.

"And what do you mean by disgusting?" I listened to the words of the ghost, and I couldn't help but feel a little funny in my heart, it turns out that there is also racial discrimination in the ghost world.

"Hey...... Well, this one! This ghost is not delicious! Eating it will make me throw up! "The ghost's words made me a little speechless, because it was thinking about its rations.

"You explore the way ahead, follow me in and have a look!" I didn't discuss this boring topic with it, I just let it lead the way, and I followed it five meters behind him into the cave.

The cave must have been excavated by hand, and after walking for nearly ten meters, it then extended diagonally down for more than fifty meters before the ground calmed down.

The cave was dark and damp, there was standing water on the ground, there were some droplets of water hanging on the walls around it, which were slippery to the touch, and what was even more unacceptable was that the cave was filled with that cold, evil atmosphere, which made me dizzy for a while.

I hurriedly drove the energy to protect my head, and I felt that this was much better, and the ghost who led the way in front of me coughed all the way forward, and these grievances seemed to have a real effect on it.

After walking a hundred meters further, the ghost suddenly stopped, shook the chain in his hand at me, reminded me that there was a situation ahead, and asked me to pay attention.

I slowed down, tried not to make a sound, and walked slowly.

In front of me was a large hall, near the hall there were a few candles lit on the walls around the hall, and under the candles were iron cages, one by one, no less than dozens, and in the middle of the hall, a purple-haired young man was standing in front of a stone table, looking at a silver cross on the table.

I cautiously squatted down, watching the surrounding clumps of resentment being collected into the cross, my heart was very shocked, I am sure, this thing must not be simple, it can absorb resentment, who is this person? What are you collecting all this for?

I watched as the ghost pointed to the cross, meaning to let it find a way to get it, but the guy's head shook like a rattle, and he didn't dare to go over it.

As soon as I thought about it, I thought that since this cross could absorb resentment, it was estimated that this terrible ghost would have been taken away in the past, but I was very interested in this thing, so I thought about snatching it up.

I stared at the man, my hand touched the mud casually, picked up two and a half bricks, my eyes lit up, I grabbed half a brick with one hand, glanced at the purple-haired man and the cross on the table, and threw it over with two "whoosh" sounds.

This person was too engaged, he didn't expect to be attacked by others here, when he felt a vicious wind coming from behind and wanted to dodge, it was too late, he just wanted to bow his head, "boom", half a brick and his head came into close contact, this person shook twice, shook twice, fell to the ground with a "plop", and the other half of the brick smashed the cross off the table.

Originally, my idea was to separate the cross from this person first, and as for whether I could hit that person, I didn't dare to pack the ticket, but I didn't expect it to be so smooth.

I smiled, picked up the cross, put it in my hand, put it in my pocket, and came to the man.

The back of this guy's head was smashed into a bloody hole, "bubbling" out of the blood, I probed his mouth and nose, found that there was still gas, then I put my mind at ease, although I intended to cross, but I didn't want to kill!

I ripped a piece of cloth from his body, bandaged him, and dragged him to the stone table to make him half-lying, then used energy to treat him on the head for a while, until his breath calmed down, and I was somewhat relieved to wander through the hall.

The young man looked okay, with a fair face, purple hair, and a thin lip under the hooked nose, which looked a little mean.

"Oh yes! It's still a little white face! I muttered as I walked around.

This is a secret base of little devils during the Anti-Japanese War, and now it seems that it should be a place for research, as for those iron cages should be used to hold prisoners, they may be used for human experiments, for the little devils of the Japanese country to exterminate humanity, this kind of record is too much, slaughtering a lot of Chinese compatriots, it is very murderous, this should be a small base among them!

I've walked around here twice, and there is nothing useful here except for the gathering of a lot of grievances, and it seems that this purple-haired young man must have come here specifically to collect grievances.