After 07080101010101 Teacher Zheng finished talking about this, he was very tired and spread his hands: "About Fan Xiong." That's all I can say, I don't know if I can help you. "

Xie Ling and I accompanied Teacher Zheng and sent her home. On the way, I asked Mr. Zheng if he knew Fan Xiong's contact information. Teacher Zheng shook his head: "She is now famous." However, he was very low-key and did not tell me any contact information. That day, when she came to deliver the paintings, she also came and went in a hurry, and she didn't even eat. "

I was particularly disappointed that the most important clue was broken again. Teacher Zheng looked at my face and said, "I heard that she has set up a private school in the Youth Palace to teach children to draw, you can go there and have a look." When he got home, Mr. Zheng tore off a page. Write down the address.

Teacher Zheng didn't keep us either, she said that she was going to sleep, and she was getting older. Before leaving. Jieling asked her to finally talk about the old building in the back mountain. Teacher Zheng sat on the sofa, rubbed his temples and said, "Okay." But I'm done, don't spread it around. Enough negative press about the school. "

Xie Ling said: "Don't worry, what kind of people we are I guess you already know, we are not the kind of boring people who don't count the sensationalism in our hearts." "

Teacher Zheng said that this old building did have died a long time ago, it was a little girl, hanged in the dormitory. Her death was strange, with a belt on the side of the upper bunk bed, and then her neck was put in and fastened. When their dormitory classmates came back, they thought that the little girl had been sitting on the lower bunk, it was summer, there was a mosquito net, everyone just saw a figure dimly, and they didn't take it seriously, they should talk about it and laugh, until dinner in the evening, everyone asked her to go together, and when they lifted the mosquito net, they found that she had been hanging for a long time.

She sat with her head down, looking like an ordinary person, but in fact, her neck was drooping and her ass was hanging in the air. Since then, no one dared to live in this dormitory, and even unimaginable strange events have happened on this floor, and then the school built a new school building, and all the students moved out of the old building, and the building was vacant. For many years, it has become a paradise for a few bold students to take risks. Since the Fan Xiong incident, the school has explicitly forbade any student to enter the old building, and if he catches it, he will be expelled from the school at his own risk.

We said goodbye to Teacher Zheng and came out of her house, and it was now a hot afternoon, and the sun made people drowsy. I looked at the address on the note and asked Xie Ling when he would go to the Children's Palace next.

"Don't go for the time being, let's go to the old building in the back mountain in the evening." He said.

I was taken aback, in fact, I also had a faint premonition when I asked Mr. Zheng about the details of the old building in so much detail just now, and now I am still a little frightened when I hear him.

"Shall we really go?"

"Isn't this nonsense, but it's not really going." Xie Ling said: "I always feel that Fan Xiong's temperament has changed greatly, which is related to her experience of looking for the ghost when she first went to the old building and took any instrument. It doesn't hurt to go and see. "

I sighed: "Fan Xiong is really a character, what does his brain think, the design of that gravitational machine is really amazing." If I were those two high-achieving computer students, I would also admire the five-body throw. "

"I don't know where she got this idea, but I've heard about this kind of machine a long time ago. "

"Oh?" I came interested and asked what was going on.

Xie Ling said: "I once told you about that Internet writer friend, named Liu Yang." In his novel, it was recorded that this machine was basically the same as Fan Xiong's conception. The machine was invented by the Japanese during World War II, and its working principle was roughly the same as that designed by Fan Xiong, but it was much rougher due to the technology of that era. "

"Has this machine been put into use?" I asked in surprise.

"Invested." Xie Ling said: "There is a group of people who have accepted the real yàn of this instrument. "

"And then?" I asked.

Xie Ling shook his head, and then we walked to a love hotel next to the school, and he took me in and opened a room. The sister-in-law who went through the formalities watched the two of us open the room, with a fox-like smile on her face, and she looked at us wrongly. After entering the room, he told me to rest, and he had to go home and prepare some things, and wait until the evening to explore the back mountain together.

I grabbed him and anxiously asked, what has become of the Japanese who have realized the instrument? Xie Ling stood stunned for a while and said four words: "I can't imagine." And then he left.

I sat in my room, looking out the window at the students coming and going, and suddenly I felt very bored, and I felt like I was in despair. I sat there for a while, smoked a few cigarettes, and turned on the TV in boredom. At this time, the phone rang, and I picked it up to see that it was the supervisor's phone. This kid is a hell of a ghost, I took a puff of my cigarette and answered the phone.

The first two sentences of the supervisor were like human words, and he asked me how the situation was at home. I had the patience to talk nonsense with him, and as soon as the two sentences passed, he immediately said, Luo Dao, your vacation was over yesterday, and I withstood the huge pressure to apply for you for another day, you must come to work tomorrow, otherwise you will bear the consequences.

I leaned against the head of the bed, squinted, and listened in a daze, and said yes. I don't know when the phone hung up, and it seemed like a dream in the haze. The whole room was darkened at some point, and it was cloudy and raining outside. I wanted to hang the curtains, but I couldn't get up. Just keep it in a half-sitting, half-lying position. There was an indescribable coldness flowing in the room, and this coldness was condensed like substance, like cold water flowing. The cold water swept over my body, drowning me entirely.

I was almost suffocated, half asleep and half awake, my eyelids could not be lifted, and my head was dizzy. I wanted to struggle for a while, but if I thought about it, it would be nice if I just died.

I'm so tired.

At this moment, I vaguely saw a person floating through the doorway, yes, floating over. The person was supposed to be a woman, and her body was all in the air, flying in like a fairy Fuyun, and I was neither surprised nor frightened, and I didn't even think too much about it, and I took it for granted. The woman floated in front of me, and to be honest, I didn't see her, I didn't see any real form, only feeling.

She had long hair, seemed to be wearing a white dress, opened her arms, and slowly took me in her arms. At that moment, I felt like I was falling into an ice cave, and my body was cold, but from my body, I felt a warm feeling. Jiji Shiba.

It's hard to describe this paradoxical feeling, and I've heard of people who freeze to death in snowy mountains, and most of them smile mysteriously and contentedly before they die. According to one person who was later rescued, before he froze to death, he felt himself sitting next to a warm fire, drinking piping hot wine, and the warmth made him seem to return to his mother's body.

That's how I feel right now. It is strange cold all around, but there is warmth flowing in the veins.

For as long as I can remember, it's also quite pathetic, and I've never hugged the opposite sex. At this time, this mysterious woman hugged me so emotionally, and I still had a kind of reserve in my heart, wanting to see what she wanted to do next. She leaned down and whispered two vague words in my ear.

At this moment, the lights in the room suddenly brightened, and this qiē disappeared in an instant, and I woke up suddenly. The two words she just said were always circling in my mind. She's talking about, Leilei.

Xie Ling turned on the electric light and looked at me with a frown: "Luo Dao, what's wrong with you?" "

I quickly wiped my face and felt a little heavy in my body: "I fell asleep unconsciously." "

Xie Ling closed the window: "You too, why don't you close the window when you sleep, what should I do if I catch a cold?" "

I sat up from the bed, took a deep breath, and slowly walked to the bathroom to wash my face. Xie Ling leaned on the door frame and looked at me: "Why do I feel that something is wrong with you?" "

I looked up in the mirror, and I was a little sluggish, with messy hair and a yellow face, like a smoker.

I barely managed to compose myself: "It's okay, I'm just too tired these days." "

Xie Ling nodded, took out a hanging necklace from his arms and handed it to me: "You lost that string, I'll give you another string, wear it carefully." "

I took it and saw that it was still engraved with the appearance of Fei Changfang, and said with a smile: "Are you wholesale this thing, how much do you want." "

Xie Ling squinted and looked at me, I was looked at by him, and he said, "Let's go, let's work." "

We booked an hourly room, settled the room fee, the sky was already dark, all kinds of food stalls on the street were set up, frying and frying in full swing, and a group of students were swarming in front of each stall.

"I really miss college life." I say.

Xie Ling said lightly: "I have never experienced college, if I have the opportunity," he paused, "I will return to school." I love being around young people. "

"I'm a young man." I say.

Xie Ling laughed and patted me on the shoulder. We had a little food at the stall, filled our stomachs, picked the path that no one walked, and it took a long time to finally come to the back mountain. I saw the abandoned dormitory building standing not far away, there were no street lights, it was in ruins, and although it was not night, it was already frighteningly dark. Suddenly, there were a few strange bird calls, and the scalp tingled when I heard it.

Before I even approached this place, I could already feel a gloomy ghostly aura.