Ning Zifan got out of the taxi, gave the fare, looked at the locked school gate of Nanshan Middle School, he took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, 11:22, there was still more than half an hour before the start of the task.

He walked to the fence next to the school gate, looked at the two-meter-high fence, pouted, and complained "It's shorter than the wall of our school", and then easily climbed in.

Unlike the exuberance of the day, the school was dead silent, with no other light except for a few dim street lamps on the main roads.

This extremely eerie dead silence and weird atmosphere reminded him of some campus ghost stories he had heard before, which roughly means that ordinary schools are actually built on the cemetery, and the role is to use the yang energy of the students to suppress the yin energy of the cemetery.

He has heard a lot of campus ghost stories like this, but he has never really seen a ghost on campus, so I don't know if he will be lucky enough to see it this time.

After Ning Zifan climbed over the wall, through a meadow, he came to a path, he had checked the situation in Nanshan Middle School on the Internet before, and the first thing he should see after walking in from the main entrance was that there were two teaching buildings on the left and right, and after passing through this teaching area, it was the student dormitory building.

And the path he is now on the right should go to the green belt behind the teaching building, now the environment there should be no fingers, to the left can go back to the main road, follow the main road all the way, you can go to the front of the teaching building, there are a few dim street lights there.

It didn't do him any good to go to a place where there was no light, and the choice was self-evident, and he was just about to follow the path to the left when there was a muffled "bang" behind him.

Ning Zifan turned his head suspiciously, only to see a little fat man about 25.6 years old patting the dirt on his body and slowly walking out of the darkness.

"You too...... That one? ”

When the fat man saw Ning Zifan, his face showed a trace of fear and doubt, and he wanted to ask him if he was a fearless person, but thinking that the thing about a fearless person could not be said to ordinary people, he paused for a moment, and had to replace it with 'that'.

Seeing Ning Zifan nodded, the fat man felt a lot more relieved, and said with a smile: "Since everyone is a fellow traveler, let's make friends, and take care of each other later!" My name is Wang Hao, if you think this name is not easy to pronounce, you can also call me fat brother, or call me fat man! ”

"My name is Ning Zifan!" Ning Zifan glanced at Wang Hao from top to bottom, indifferently reported his name, and then walked to the left by himself.

"Brother, why are you in such a hurry? Wait for me. Wang Hao hurriedly caught up with Ning Zifan's footsteps, "Brother, how many missions have you passed?" ”

Ning Zifan glanced at him and asked, "How many times have you spent it?"

"Once! I'm guessing you're about the same, right? Wang Hao said confidently, Ning Zifan didn't need to lie to him, so he nodded slightly.

"It seems that my guess is right, the fearless with different strength levels will be arranged to participate in different missions, and the fearless spirit will choose the fearless who has spent the same number of missions or the same strength for each mission."

Wang Hao touched his chin, a picture of my inference is very good, and I have a high IQ.

Ning Zifan didn't bother to pay attention to him, he didn't bother to say what he thought about this kind of inference that was no different from nonsense.

"Brother, did you bring a weapon?" Wang Hao saw that Ning Zifan didn't pay much attention to him, and he also knew that he had said some useless nonsense, and then took out two machetes from his backpack that he had been carrying behind him, I didn't know, I thought he was a little gangster who was going to cut people.

"You're not going to use these two knives against the monsters waiting for you, are you?"

"Of course, what else am I bringing for here?"

“……”

"This is just a small meaning, I still have something at the bottom of the box that I haven't taken out!"

Looking at Wang Hao's mysterious appearance, Ning Zifan couldn't help but laugh and said, "Could it be that you still brought a gun?"

"Damn, brother, you've guessed everything!" Wang Hao took out a piece of stuff wrapped in a black oilcloth from his backpack, and after opening it, it was really a black pistol, and from the appearance alone, it really couldn't tell whether it was true or false.

After seeing this pistol, Ning Zifan did not doubt the authenticity of the pistol, after all, it will be used to deal with monsters later, and it will have no effect to deceive him.

To be honest, those who can get a pistol in real life are all a little capable, but he couldn't help but glance at this fat man who was not good-looking, and asked with a little surprise: "Will you drive it?" Don't wait for the bullet to hit yourself and be embarrassed! ”

"Don't worry, my brother has practiced, and I guarantee that I will hit every shot!" Wang Hao pointed his pistol at the front and made an aiming posture, which looked really good, but his body suddenly froze, and his voice trembled a little and said, "Brother, what do you think is that?"

Ning Zifan followed Wang Hao's gaze and looked over, only to see an old man standing in the dim light in the middle of the road in the distance, looking at the two of them coldly.

Most of the people who appear on the campus now are fearless, and they can't make Wang Hao afraid at all, so this old man standing there is not the reason for Wang Hao's fear, what really makes Wang Hao afraid is that the old man is standing under the street lamp, and he actually ...... There is no shadow!

What is without a shadow is known to everyone!

However, Wang Hao didn't see any trace of fear on Ning Zifan's face, but walked towards the old man with an interested expression!

"Hey, brother, don't go over, he has no shadow, he's a ghost!"

Wang Hao thought that Ning Zifan didn't see anything wrong, and reminded him eagerly.

Ning Zifan turned his head and smiled at him, "What is there to be afraid of ghosts?"

yes, what is there to be afraid of ghosts? Isn't it just a ghost? Wang Hao kept comforting himself in his heart, but why couldn't his feet still tremble?

Ning Zifan had already walked in front of the old man at this time, and asked respectfully with a smile: "Uncle, what are you doing?"

The old man didn't speak, he still looked at him coldly, and the muscles on his face writhed strangely, and they slowly rotted.

After a while, the old man's entire face was almost rotten, leaving only some residual carrion hanging on the bones of his face, and the fat maggots crawled freely in the old man's eye sockets, in his mouth, and between the bones.

The old man's mouth, which was only a skeleton and was still stuffed with maggots, suddenly opened his grin, and Ning Zifan knew that this was the old man laughing......