With the Northern Ring falling into the Black Fire Purgatory, the crisis of the Golden City and the Wooden City can be regarded as a temporary solution.

For most of January and throughout February, Min Entong and Dong Muya were busy using the underground database of the Ouyang Ancient Mansion and the MM terminal system to investigate specific clues about the arrays of the other three cities.

As soon as the Spring Festival passed, the weather gradually warmed up, and it was time for the school to start. Qianqi and Lingyu waited for the progress of the investigation in Yongchuan Wangcheng, while Xia Qiu and Ouyang Xiaoleng returned to school.

During the winter vacation, Xia Qiu only met Liu Lingmei twice in a hurry, and each time they met, there was a long time apart, so they were a little excited to meet each other at school. The entire classroom, except for Ouyang Xiaoleng's position, fell into a lively greeting, until the familiar sound of high heels sounded again, Dong Muya walked in and stood on the podium, just like when the school started last September, and the classroom was immediately quiet as it was then.

"Hello students!" Dong Muya looked around every corner of the classroom, and then continued, "Meet again!" I know there may be people who don't want to see me! ”

Before the words fell, a laugh rang out. Today she looks radiant and energetic. Xia Qiu hadn't seen her like this for a long time, and staying up late and overworking made her often have dark eyes and a dull face.

"Don't dare!" Dong Haofan mischievously answered.

There was another burst of laughter below. Dong Muya smiled at him and shook her head, and continued: "I hope everyone has had a good time during this winter vacation and has gained something!" ”

When the word "harvest" is spoken, her eyes are deliberately looking in the direction of summer and autumn, which has far-reaching meaning.

"In the afternoon, according to the usual opening ceremony, there will be a class meeting, and the class meeting has two contents, the first is a review of the holiday, and the second is to introduce the spring cultural festival of the school in March. The two class leaders can take advantage of the recess to come to me to get some materials from the past cultural festivals, and then discuss them at noon. ”

In the morning, in addition to introducing the teaching schedule of the new semester, the teachers of each subject also briefly chatted with the students about their holiday life.

When cracking the array of Mucheng, Xia Qiu's heavy blow became a great spur for Ouyang Xiaoleng, and when he returned to the royal city during this time, he practiced his demon methods and fighting skills even harder, and the whole person also fell into a state of extreme fatigue.

He was tired and fell asleep on his desk all morning, and when he woke up again, it was already lunch break, but when he looked up, he didn't see Xia Qiu in front of him. The smell of other students' lunches mingling in the air made him feel suffocated, so he walked out of the classroom and headed straight for the rooftop.

But here outside the summer and autumn sitting on the ground, the weather was warm and cold, she put her down jacket loosely draped over her shoulders, leaning on the fence and looking into the distance. Ouyang Xiaoleng walked to her side silently, it had been a long time since she had stood alone side by side like her, her body exuded the fragrance he was familiar with, which calmed his heart and blurred the concept of time.

The festival is divided into several parts, first of all, the exhibition and performance of such large clubs as choirs, dance teams, drama departments, photography departments, literature departments, and art departments; Then there are the students' own free performances, including bands, cross talk, dance, and more. Each class may be requisitioned by a club as a venue for an exhibition or performance, and the recruited class will be asked to assist the club in setting up the venue.

There are many interesting legends about the art festival, some of which are more bloody, such as if you confess to your lover or admirer under the banyan tree on the campus on the day of the art festival, then the two can get a happy ending. Others sound more like ghost stories, such as the warehouse stocked with all sorts of props and equipment, and many people say that strange things will appear there.

Before the end of the lunch break, Liu Lingmei and Du He came back from the teacher's office with a lot of materials, all of which were albums of cultural festivals in the past few years.

"I really didn't expect this cultural festival to be quite official! Xiaoqiu, look! Liu Lingmei took a copy of last year's album and walked to Xia Qiu's position and said.

Xia Qiu took the album she handed over, which not only contained photos of performances such as choirs and dance troupes, but also pictures of the exhibition areas of each class.

Liu Lingmei flipped through the album of last year's art festival in her hand, and then pointed it to Xia Qiu and said: "Last year's senior one (1) class was used as the exhibition area of the art department, you see that these picture frames are so beautiful, and the blue flannel on the table, I don't know what the result of this year's drawing of lots will be." ”

"I want to make an exhibition area for the photography department, I don't know if they will take photos of beautiful women this year, who is from the photography department in our class?" Dong Haofan came over and snatched the album in Liu Lingmei's hand and said.

"Go, go, it's annoying!" Liu Ling glanced at him and snatched the album back.

At this time, a boy in the class who didn't often talk to Xia Qiu came over, stood behind everyone and hesitated for a while, before he mustered up the courage to say to Xia Qiu: "I and the two boys in the outer class plan to form a small band to participate in the free performance, but there is no lead singer yet, can Xia Qiu help us?" ”

"Yes, I'll see it! Xiaoqiu, I really want to hear you sing! Before Xia Qiu could answer, Liu Lingmei agreed to it.

"Okay, but I don't sing much, and I've never played with a band!" Hearing her say this, Xia Qiu was embarrassed to refuse the boy again, but she still said what she was worried about.

Seeing that Xia Qiu agreed to his request, the boy was overjoyed and responded, "It's okay, we will arrange time to rehearse before the cultural festival!" ”

The festival was scheduled to take place on the first Friday of March, and the summer and autumn classes were requisitioned by the Fine Arts Department like the previous one. Xia Qiu also had her first intimate contact with the band, with a boy named Xue Ming in her class who was the drummer of the band, and two boys from the first (3) class of high school who served as the band's keyboard and guitar.

For the past two weeks, the lecture theatre has been used as a rehearsal room for small bands, where each band stacks their instruments and then makes an appointment for rehearsals. Xue Ming, who is usually silent in the class, became another person as soon as he picked up the drum stick and sat in front of the drum kit, his skills seemed to Xia Qiu to be quite good, and the other two boys' musical instruments were also very good, which made Xia Qiu feel pressured.

Ouyang Xiaoleng was not interested in the art festival, but the minister of the art department found him, probably Liu Lingmei told him that Ouyang Xiaoleng was a painting genius or something like that. He rushed into the classroom during a recess and forcibly snatched Ouyang Xiaoleng's picture book, and as soon as he opened the first page, he entered a state of stunnedness, and after turning a few more pages, Ouyang Xiaoleng was shocked, and immediately made a decision to let him join the art department, and leave the best exhibition position for him. He was at a loss for what to paint, and he didn't want to waste time on these trivial matters, so he simply decided to use old works to deal with things.

Recently, at school, summer and autumn have been busy. On the one hand, she helped Liu Lingmei plan the plan arranged by the cultural festival class for the art department, and on the other hand, she rehearsed with Xue Ming's band. The smile on her face seemed to have become more, and compared with the day she first started school, she stood on the rooftop and looked into the distance, and it seemed to have more vitality. This kind of her makes Ouyang Xiaoleng feel gratified, but at the same time she also feels lonely, she is always so far away from herself with a smile, whether it is with Qianqi or with other classmates, she seems to be more cheerful.

There were only three days before the deadline for handing in his sketches, and he stayed in Ouyang's ancient mansion to rest at night, inadvertently flipping through the albums stacked in the corners, but the sketches he had painted for Xia Qiu quietly fell. The moment he picked it up, he was inspired to paint another portrait of her.

The day before the festival, the big banyan tree in the school yard, which was supposed to bloom in May and June, unexpectedly opened, and the tree was pink and purple, so that teachers and students couldn't help but stop under the tree.

Ouyang Xiaoleng also noticed this unusual scene, for them, the plants would bloom out of time, and most of the time it was very likely that there was something filthy to cause trouble. But he didn't feel that the tree itself had a demonic aura, he couldn't help but worry if there would be Qingyun's subordinates infiltrating the campus, there were many people in the school, and it was not easy to find the lurking enemy, he had to remind Xia Qiu to always pay attention to the movements around him, so as not to encounter a sneak attack.

I haven't found a chance to talk to her since the morning, and she disappeared again in the afternoon self-study. When I asked, I found out that she helped Liu Lingmei go to the old warehouse to move the props to arrange the venue. Hearing the old warehouse, Ouyang Xiaoleng had a little ominous premonition, so he decided to simply go and help, and by the way, find out the truth about this old warehouse.

The door of the old warehouse was in the innermost part of the control room on the first floor, and as he walked there, he met a few classmates who were moving kraft boxes back.

He grabbed one of them and asked, "What about Xia Qiu?" ”

The man was obviously taken aback by him, and replied with a wink, "We can't find the blue flannel alive or dead, and she and Lingmei are still in the old warehouse to continue looking." ”

Ouyang Xiaoleng let go of the man's hand after hearing this, and ran to the power control room, the boy who had just been pulled by him behind him was still stunned for a while, not reacting to what was happening.

The old warehouse had no windows and was lit by a few dim lights, which flickered from time to time, probably due to the aging wiring. The large space smells of dust, and boxes and boxes of old things are piled up on rows of metal shelves. Many of them could have been eliminated and thrown away, perhaps because the project was so huge that no one wanted to bother with it.

According to the teacher who manages the place, the flannel should be in the innermost row of shelves near the aisle, but Xia Qiu and Liu Lingmei rummaged through the cardboard boxes on the nearby shelves back and forth, but they couldn't find its location.

When the light above her head flickered again, Liu Lingmei approached Xia Qiu a little and asked, "Xiaoqiu, don't you think it's weird here?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just a lot of dust!" Xia Qiu said disapprerovingly.

"When you came to school this morning, you noticed the banyan tree in the yard, which opened in March." Liu Lingmei's big eyes were full of horror.

"Well, noticed!" Xia Qiu nodded.

"A lot of people say that you can get married by taking a photo under the tree, why do I think the tree is a bit evil......"

"Don't think about it!" Xia Qiu interrupted her and comforted, after all, she had seen a lot of demons and monsters, so she didn't care much.

Suddenly, with a "squeak", all the lights in the old warehouse went out.

"Ahh

In Liu Lingmei's screams, the entire warehouse fell into darkness. Strange to say, with her sharp little voice, someone should have heard the sound and rushed to take a look, but the air was surprisingly quiet. The two were stunned in the dark for a while, and Liu Lingmei realized that she had a mobile phone, she took it out of her pocket tremblingly, and pressed it. Then the cold white light emitted by the mobile phone screen, she was pulled by Xia Qiu and walked towards the door, who knew that the door of the old warehouse was locked at some point.

"It can't be another prank by the boys, right? See how I'm going to clean them up when I go back? Liu Lingmei said angrily.

But Xia Qiu's attention was not on her words, she vaguely felt that in addition to the breath of herself and Liu Lingmei, as well as the strong smell of dust, there was something else mixed in the air. To be more precise, this space seemed to be a little different from the space she and Liu Lingmei were in just now, and she couldn't help but wonder if it was a maze?