According to the old man's topographical survey, he informed Zhang Guan in advance where the eye of the bar was, according to common sense, of course, the things of the town house were placed in the eye of the house, Zhang Guan pretended to be casual, wandered to the place where the eye of the house was, and after looking around, he found that no one noticed him, so he looked for something nearby. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Sure enough, there is a bronze mirror under the wooden cabinet placed against this wall, the style is simple, as a yin person, Zhang Guan can of course see that this bronze mirror is not an ordinary thing, and the surface is covered with a layer of dim light to show its extraordinary.

Finding the target, Zhang Guan did not do it immediately, but turned around and walked to the toilet on the side, and after looking around that there was no one, he sneaked into the women's toilet and rummaged through something in the toilet paper bucket.

Zhang Guan frowned, and after a while, he finally found the little angel stained with dark red blood, Zhang Guan folded it up and put it in his hand with an unnatural face, and muttered: "I don't stop coming to menstruation, and I still come to the bar to mess around, I'm really not a good person." ”

When he came out again, Zhang Guan walked to the side of the wall, pretending to squat down inadvertently to tie his shoes, Yu Guang glanced at the people around him who shook their heads wildly, Zhang Guan took the used 'little angel' hand into the cabinet, and then opened it, snapped, and directly called the bronze mirror, turned his head to glance at the ancient bronze mirror embraced by the 'little angel', Zhang Guan's eyes flashed a trace of strange color and a trace of flesh pain, and then whistled, and got up and left.

By the way, I almost forgot to wash my hands, and when Zhang Guan walked out of the toilet again, he patted the hidden pubic bag on his waist without a trace, and then walked back to his corner, waiting to watch a good show.

As soon as he sat down, Zhang Guan heard that the rock 'n' roll that was originally very hi and dry suddenly stopped, and the people around him who were swaying wildly stopped dancing in confusion, and before they could figure it out, the next moment, the loudspeaker music played when the dead man was blown in the surrounding amplifier, and suddenly, the dance floor seemed to explode the pot, some people frowned and scolded the bad luck, some people laughed and couldn't straighten their waists, some people looked confused, most of them looked at the DJ who was playing the disc suspiciously, and the DJ was also suspicious at the moment, and hurriedly pulled out the CD, and found that the disc was no different, It's the disc I usually play, why did I play the dead man's music just now? What the hell.

The manager of the bar walked over with a shy stomach and a not very good-looking face, and scolded: "Little rabbit cub, you just came to work for a few days and you got me this moth, do you want to curse someone to die or what?" As he spoke, he slapped the back of the innocent DJ's head like a chicken pecking rice.

The poor DJ himself had a bitter face, completely unaware of what was going on, and the manager angrily dragged the person aside and changed the disc himself.

However, what frightened him was that he had confirmed it several times, and what he put in was the pop rock disc that had just come out recently, and the sound that came out was indeed the loudspeaker music of the dead man, under the dim light, the manager's face was a little pale, and the DJ on the side was also smiling bitterly, innocently spreading his hands, completely unknown to the reason.

The manager stood up, stretched out his big belly, looked around, and said coldly, "Damn, someone is making trouble." ”

At this time, there was a sharp voice from the surrounding stereos that could not distinguish between men and women: "You disturbed my tranquility, if you don't restrain yourself, just wait for your body to be different." As soon as the words fell, the stereo returned to normal rock music, but it sounded a little weird at the moment, everyone stood in place, their faces were wonderful, and even a few people left the bar.

At this time, Zhang Guan also left the bar, this kind of thing can't be done overnight, and it has to be done step by step to bring down this bar. But tonight's silence is there.

The next morning, Zhang Guan went to school as usual, and when he came in from the door of the classroom, he was surprised to find that after many days, Li Mingcai finally came to school, and the classmates around him seemed to be very interested in his absence from class for a period of time, and asked Li Mingcai what he was twitting around.

Li Mingcai glanced at Zhang Guan passing by, raised his head, smiled at Zhang Guan and nodded, Zhang Guan hurriedly nodded unnaturally as a greeting.

Back in his seat, Zhang was a little puzzled, thinking that this Li Mingcai seemed to be normal now, but his attitude towards himself seemed to be a little wrong, before, Li Mingcai looked like he was ignoring Zhang Guan, and before Zhang Guan could understand, there was a sudden whisper in the classroom.

Zhang Guan raised his head suspiciously, and found that it turned out to be a strange young man walking into the classroom, and then walked straight to the podium and looked at the class with a smile on his face.

"Hey, who's this?"

"I don't know, isn't the next class a Chinese class? Could it be that Mr. Jin can't come because of something? ”

"Hello students, I am your new art teacher, my surname is Wu, and you will call me Teacher Wu in the future." The man cleared his throat and announced loudly.

Suddenly, the class exploded again, talking about it, and Mr. Wu, who claimed to be the new art teacher, then said: "Before class, I will talk about something, the school organizes our art students to go to Daliang Mountain the day after tomorrow to collect style, and by the way, relax the nervous body and mind of preparing for the exam." ”

Hearing the good news, the students were suddenly overjoyed, shouting excitedly one by one, almost hugging each other and crying, Zhang Guan pouted indifferently, thinking to himself, it is estimated that the school is afraid that Teacher Yang's suicide will have too much psychological burden on the students, so they will think of this method.

Daliangshan is not far from the town where Zhangguan is located, and it is only about two hours away by school bus.

"By the way, do you know about the haunting of Daliang Mountain?" A short-haired girl asked someone nearby with some excitement.

The people around him were not very good-looking, and they seemed to be afraid of ghosts, and a boy couldn't help but ask, "No, what kind of ghost is it?" ”

"Hehe, I'll tell you when I get there, so as not to scare you to go." The mysterious appearance of the short-haired girl aroused the curiosity of the people around her, and when someone wanted to ask something, the class bell rang, so she had to stop talking.

Zhang Guan pondered with a strange expression: "Haunted? That's interesting. ”

In class, Zhang Guan looked at the back of Li Mingcai sitting in front of him, and always felt that something was wrong, but as for what was wrong, he couldn't tell what was wrong.