Zhao Yan himself didn't know how to get out of the car, standing under the stop sign, his brain was blank, his face was pale and sweat flowed down from his sideburns, his lips were not bloody because of excessive tension, and the shirt inside was wet and wet on his body, and he couldn't help but shiver when the breeze blew, and gradually returned to reality from a nightmare.

It's really too nervous, or because I value this job too much, why has this situation happened one after another for a while, Zhao Yan himself is not a timid person, on the contrary, he doesn't care about these supernatural things, Sage Yun "is silent, strange and confused" But whoever does nightmares again and again will make people haggard, Zhao Yan shook his head and took a deep breath of fresh air, I don't know when the rain has stopped, the sky is still gloomy, and the pressure is very low, giving people an invisible sense of urgency.

Looking at the watch, it was exactly one o'clock in the afternoon, and I went out in the morning to change to two cars, and I rushed for more than four hours, and it was really tiring, and I scolded in my heart, "What the hell is a school, built in such a remote place, there can be a few students, and I don't know what the principal thought at the beginning, it's really a wonder."

After thinking about it, I walked to the school across the road.

Yingcai High School is located in the suburbs of J City, under the corner of Siping Mountain, standing outside the school gate and looking inside, the school is surrounded by layers of pine forests, because it deviates from the urban area, the car is the terminal here, there is nothing around except the school, a school is very abrupt, how to look at it against the background of this gloomy sky, it looks like a place where evil ghosts often haunt in the movie, "This is the place where you will work in the future, and it is a little too eerie and terrifying." While thinking about it, I walked into the school gate.

Maybe it's because of the summer vacation, there is no sound on campus at all, only the sound of walking and heartbeat can be heard. It's also so quiet, it's like walking into a graveyard.

Zhao Yan came to the school so early out of politeness, and also wanted to see the environment around the school first, * field is very modern "plastic runway" to go to the top soft, facing the gate is a three-storey teaching main building, very long to both sides of the extension, the building is very old, at a glance is some years of history, the first floor window below is a row of "dwarf pine" and "creeper" at this time the black pressure of the clouds suddenly a lightning flash, the dilapidated wall flashed like an old movie released by the picture, so unreal.

On the left is a four-storey dormitory building, and on the right is a building that is to be demolished and not broken.

When he was about to get to the door of the teaching building, he suddenly stopped, and there was a figure in white clothes in front of him, and he smiled at a closer look, it turned out that the glass door reflected his shadow under the lightning, this school is really strange, there is a school that will use glass as a door, not to mention that it is unsafe to break and hurt people, that is, there are usually few people who will put a glass mirror when they enter the door, unless there is something to say, these he has long listened to the dead friend Xiao Ming said, that kid usually chatters, I don't know what I learned from there.

Pushed open the door of the building, inside is a square hall, squeak, the door is closed, the light in the building is very dark, no one is very empty, casually asked: "Is there anyone", in the corridor spread far away, empty and not a little angry, as if no one has been in this place for many years.

Walking forward slowly, the corner on the right hand side is the stairs, the left side is the long corridor, is the kind of old-fashioned teaching building, one side is the classroom, the other side is the window, the lightning outside the corridor is bright and flashing, the whole building is empty and does not feel the existence of people at all, if silence is also a sound, then at this time it is a sound as dead as quiet.

Zhao Yan didn't know whether to go upstairs or quit, but at this moment he obviously felt a chill, he remembered, isn't this the place he has been dreaming about in the past few days, the feeling of an instant electric shock made his body stiffen in the hall of the four directions, he had a feeling, there was a feeling of being stripped of his gaze, and he slowly raised his head He saw the portrait on the wall staring at him upright, and the corners of his mouth revealed an intriguing smile, remembering that Xiao Ming once said that people who can see ghosts will see the person in the painting smiling at you.

At this time, he felt that someone behind him was approaching him, that is, the feeling in the dream was approaching him little by little, he wanted to scream, wanted to escape, but his legs seemed to be tied to the grinding plate and really couldn't move a step, suddenly a hand on his shoulder, he reflexively rushed forward and screamed and turned his head sharply, then he saw a figure standing behind him, and then heard a hoarse voice "Who are you looking for".

"Oh my God! I'm scared to death," patted his chest with his hand, and said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm here for an interview to find Principal Yu, but I came first, and I didn't see anyone when I came in, I'm really embarrassed." ”

"It's okay, Principal Yu is waiting for you in the innermost principal's room on the third floor, you can go." This is a woman in her forties, he moves very slowly, Zhao Yan didn't wait to ask her anything, after speaking, he turned around and pushed open a small door on the right and entered.

Zhao Yan looked up at the door sign that said "mailroom" was too big to notice when he came in, it was really scary and scared to death, it was strange to say at this time, the fear was gone, and when he looked up, the paintings on the wall were usually hung in schools, so celebrities were nothing special. After repeating his hair, he raised his legs and walked to the third floor.

When it came to the third floor and the first floor, it was a kind of layout, Zhao Yan looked at the door number and found the innermost door covered with iron, the door said the principal's room, "It's really interesting, all the doors along the way are old-fashioned wooden, only this door is so special, it seems to be to isolate something and seem to lock something, it feels so heavy, he raised his hand and knocked politely on the door, making a "dong dong" sound, and the sound was particularly dull in this empty corridor.

"Please come in" After a brief wait, there was a response.

Zhao Yan stretched out his hand and pushed open the heavy iron door, and a bolt of lightning tore through the sky, illuminating the scene inside the house at once.