Back in the village, I don't want to see Aunt Liu's reaction to seeing her son's ashes, but what I can do so far has basically been done, as for whether Hanzi can know I don't know, until after leaving the cave, I found that no matter where I went, Hanzi would follow me, always keeping a weird smile and staring at me quietly.

The third grandfather said last time that ghosts generally only harm two kinds of people, that is, relatives and friends.

But I knew that he was not a ghost, but was used to use the memories in his brain, in fact, on the way home, I thought about it with great horror that if everyone from the outside died in the hands of the white fog monster, then it would not use more memories to lure the relatives and friends of the deceased, so that more people would not die, and more ghosts would appear, and then more people would be lured.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a spirit, and then looked at the Hanzi who was standing outside the window and looking in, and couldn't help but pull up the quilt and cover his face, trying to let himself fall asleep.

A week later, Hou Jun really came to find the third grandfather as promised, and I also returned to my home in the town, as for what he learned from the third grandfather, and how he learned, I can't know.

Soon after the holiday, I picked up my backpack and said hello to Hou Jun and my third grandfather, and then set out on the way back to school.

After they didn't have the heart to tell me, they didn't come to say goodbye, and after a day and a night passed on the train, they returned to the dormitory of Wuhan University, at this time the campus was already full of people, it seems that I was not the only one who returned to school a few days in advance, two months apart, open the door of the dormitory, there was a musty smell as soon as I entered, and quickly opened the window, it was much better.

I don't know whose stinky socks they didn't take away, they were covered with a layer of green mold, and there was a disgusting smell when I looked at it, which was comparable to the smell of corpses in the cave.

Speaking of the dormitory, I have to mention the brother in the bed where my head is facing each other, since I came to this university, or since I became a roommate, I have basically never seen this brother take off his clothes and sleep, every time I see him go to bed and take off his coat, the T-shirt inside is greasy, I really don't know how he sleeps.

This person is also the treasure of the whole floor, as long as he takes off his socks, the corridor will immediately hear the sound of the door closing, other people's stinky feet at most hot air float up, that is scary enough, good guy, my roommate is even more shocking, hot day exercise back, pull the socks, steaming directly to the ground to sink, shake the socks, a large number of inexplicable dust began to fall down.

It's even more terrifying than watching a horror movie, and if I get an incurable disease one day, most of it will also be poisoned by chemical elements.

"Hey, you're back so early!" As soon as I went to the toilet and bypassed my son, I heard the voice of my roommate.

I looked up and saw this guy lying on the bed, reading a novel with his head sideways, looking at his dark and smoky eyes, and couldn't help but say, "No matter how early it is, it's not as early as you, that old egg, how long have you stayed up all night, and your eyes are black like this." ”

The old egg put down the book and glared at me angrily, "Please call me by my full name, don't call me an old egg, I really suspect that my figure is lost by you." ”

Anyway, Lao Dan's full name is Chen New Year's Day, because he was born on New Year's Day, his father also wanted to save trouble, and his name came down like this, and he was the one who helped me answer the phone that day.

"You didn't give you this figure, if you want to blame it, your father will blame it." I put my luggage away and said with a smile.

Also, the old egg's appearance is actually not ugly, the length is okay, but he is short, and a little fat, and the whole looks like an egg, so people who know him basically don't call him by his full name.

The old man snorted coldly, stopped talking to me, and continued to bury his head in reading his novels.

I walked under him, glanced at the title of the book, smiled and changed into slippers to wash, and said while washing: "Reading this kind of novel, you won't really go to rob the tomb, don't go crazy, and you read it all night, it's not good for your health, is it worth it." ”

"What's not worth it, this book is rented, one dollar a day, if it takes more than ten days to read it, then it's not worth it." The old bastard scoffed at my claims.

"That's right!"

I was just about to go out to see if there was anything to eat in the cafeteria, when I heard Lao Dan say on the bed: "You have a courier package at the dormitory uncle, or I will sign it for you, you can go and see." ”

"Package?"

I looked at his expression suspiciously, it didn't seem like he was joking, I went downstairs with a puzzled mind, and came to Uncle Zhang in the dormitory, the old guy was still watching the fashion week catwalk on TV, I knocked on the door and said, "Uncle Zhang, do I have a package for you?" ”

Hearing my voice, Uncle Zhang hurriedly changed the channel like a thief, coughed before standing up to help me rummage through the cabinet, and finally took out a courier package under my puzzled gaze.

When I touched it, it seemed to contain a book.

I couldn't help but wonder if it could be that the third grandfather quietly sent the diary over.

There were people coming and going at the door of the stairs, and it was not convenient to open it, and when I went back to the dormitory, there was a little fat paper of the old egg, so I simply asked for a bowl of noodles in the cafeteria, and hurried to the teaching building after eating.

Under Hanzi's gaze, I tore open the package of the courier.

I took out a very quaint book from inside, so quaint that it was possible to break it up directly with a little effort. But when I noticed the two big characters on the cover of the book, my heart couldn't help but twitch, and the whole person exploded in horror, this font is too familiar to him, isn't it the same font I saw in that shrine?

It's just that the glyphs are different. According to Hou Jun's guess, these words are likely to come from the underworld.

But immediately I was confused, who sent this book? And it's a whole book, I carefully flipped through the first page, which was densely written in the same font, different words, and of course the meaning of the expression was naturally different.

No one can answer this question to me.

I couldn't help but look at the Hanzi who had been following, only to see that his weird smile disappeared and turned into a gloomy expression.

Did he see it too?

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