I still haven't found my job. The time has been set to receive the diploma, and everyone is happy, especially those who have already found a job.

That afternoon, I received a call from our squad leader. He said he had found a good job and planned to invite us to dinner in the evening.

I asked for the address and agreed. In fact, many classmates have not seen each other for half a month or a month. After the exhibition, there were very few opportunities to get together. There were quite a few classmates who went to this party. Even Qu Tian went. Qu Tian and I were originally in the same class, so it's not surprising that we would go together.

Our relationship is already known to everyone, so when arranging the seats, everyone consciously let me sit with Qu Tian.

The squad leader frequently raised wine glasses with everyone during the banquet. Can he not be happy? I was hired as an art teacher in the most famous elementary school in our city, and I also had various part-time jobs. Don't look at the location well. When I was in school at the beginning, our teacher said that. When I graduated, I found some connections and entered the primary school, and the salary was not high, but all kinds of income were added together, and I could get an associate professor-level treatment just after graduation. If you do it for a few years, you can basically be the same as his old professor. He wanted to go to the elementary school, but he didn't want it.

A boy at the table kept his head down, and he would only raise his head to take a look when others told him to drink. Qu Tian didn't like the occasion. For him, these classmates are all strangers, and if he says a few more words, he has to worry about whether his classmates will expose his fake Qutian identity.

In the end, the classmate started crying. His cry made us all stunned.

Everyone stopped. The people who were playing around also looked at him. The classmate sitting next to him patted him and asked, "Hey, what's wrong with you?" ”

He cried and said, "How good the squad leader is, I can still let my father help with my work." My dad got a brain tumor and died. He didn't die of illness, he committed suicide. ”

For a moment we were all surprised. "I ...... I couldn't have imagined it. My dad would have committed suicide, still at home. At home. Blood splattered all over the room. Woohoo......"

They didn't know how to comfort him. I could only wait for him to cry almost before the squad leader asked, "When did it happen?" Why don't you tell everyone. ”

The classmate reported a time. Qu Tian and I were both shocked. Because I remember this time clearly, it was the day when the woman was killed by her mother-in-law. Not only on the same day, but also at the same hour, this is too much of a coincidence. Even if it's a coincidence, how can we all run into it?

Qu Tian, who had not spoken, said, "I'll go to your house tomorrow to have a look." ”

A classmate on the side said: "Oh, yes, that's right, Qu Tian knows feng shui." Last time, he also helped Doudou see it. Let Qu Tian go to your house to help take a look. ”

After a bit of commotion, we decided to go to the classmate's house at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning. On the way home, I was confused and expressed my thoughts. "Zu Hang, do you think it will be a bad person, who appeared next to us and persecuted people we know. So is my dad in danger too? ”

"Don't think about it so much." He held the steering wheel in one hand and reached over to touch my head with the other, "Maybe it's just a coincidence?" ”

"Perhaps...... If one day it's my dad......"

"Don't worry, there won't be that time."

Despite this, I am still worried. I also knew that Qu Tian's words were just comforting me. He can leave Qu Tian's parents alone, but I can't care less about my father.

With such heavy questions, I lost sleep that night. I didn't fall asleep until five o'clock in the morning, when the sky began to lighten. As a result, I could only sleep for three hours at the agreed time.

By the time Qu Tian and I faced the address and inquired about the same fellow student all the way, there were already several classmates waiting there. I didn't expect nine of my classmates to show up in front of his house together. Everyone was laughing, obviously just to see the fun. This time, my father's classmate who died was not from our small class, but from the oil painting major. His name is Huang Furong. His home is in the countryside on the outskirts of the city, and the house is also a typical rural house.

Huang Furong came to welcome us into the house, he walked beside Qu Tian and said, "If my mother says anything in a while, don't take it seriously." My mom can't stand the stimulation. Qu Tian nodded lightly.

Walking through the yard, we were all stunned. All the students here are art students, and they have all studied art appreciation. Even if it is not taught in Feng Shui, it is also taught in art appreciation. The gate of the house and the gate of the yard cannot be in a straight line. In ancient China, there were many gates and doors in a straight line, and this kind of neutral pattern was exactly what ancient architecture pursued. In order to solve the problem of a line at the gate of the courtyard, a shadow wall is generally made in front of the courtyard gate, which is equivalent to the entrance partition of the current house.

There are many theories about the shadow wall. There is also a saying that anti-zombies. Zombies don't turn. The Shadow Wall will prevent zombies from entering the yard directly.

And Huang Furong's house actually has a shadow wall!

This thing has always been owned by everyone! A classmate said, "Hey, my yard is not suitable for building a shadow wall." "The shadow wall is only available in everyone's big house, and in the small courtyard, the gate of the courtyard is just opened.

Huang Furong said: "This house was built a long time ago, and it is still the first batch of flat-roofed houses in our village. I don't know why, but it was built like that. I'll take you in. ”

The entrance to the room was the hall, and there were two rooms on each side. In the living room there is a refrigerator, a TV cabinet, a table, a set of old sofas. Very ordinary rural-style housing. An old woman sat in the drawing-room, sitting in a daze, whispering something. Her gaze was out of focus, not even at us when we came in.

Huang Furong introduced that this is her mother. Mom can't bear it a little psychologically. I hope you will be quiet.

After his words, everyone stopped talking, and there were so many people that there was a slight sound of footsteps. Huang Furong said, "I'll take you to see that room." ”

With that, the group walked to the room on the right. At this time, Huang Furong's mother suddenly shouted loudly: "Don't go in!" Don't go in! He's still in there, he's still in it! Lock him up! Shut inside! He's going to hurt Furong, Fuli's. Don't go in, don't let him out! ”

I chuckled in my heart, could it be that Huang Furong's father's ghost was really still in the room?

My footsteps stopped. But among our classmates, there are also those who have not stopped. Just stepped into the room. Then he said, "Ah, the house in the countryside is good, it's so cool!" ”

Why didn't he say it was a gust of wind? The cool houses in the countryside are brick houses, green brick houses, not such cement brick flat-roofed houses.

Not to mention what happened inside the room, I would feel scared when I stood in front of the door and looked inside. Because there was blood on the wall of that room, I would be furious.

It wasn't just me, everyone noticed the blood on the wall. The bloodstains were clearly washed with water. But the houses in the countryside are not painted with walls, and they are basically directly scraped putty powder, or lime powder or something. When the blood splattered, it stained the lime powder red. If you wash it with water, you basically can't wash it, or it just stains the blood even more.

This was the case on the wall now, the blood was smeared, and it was obvious that it was a large patch.

Huang Furong saw our gaze and explained, "My dad ...... My dad was in this room, using an electric grinding wheel, to cut his own neck. ”

No wonder blood splatters on the walls!

There was also a bed in the room, and everything on the bed had been taken away. It is estimated that after the funeral, they were all burned. The room was empty.

Qu Tian walked into the room, patted the two classmates who had already entered the room, and said, "You guys go out first." ”

He was very serious and made his classmates follow his arrangement. Qu Tian waved at me and let me into the room, and he said, "Measure it and see if it's good or evil." ”