Twelve o'clock had passed, and my heart instantly rose to my throat, and led him to the door quickly, but before he reached the door, the laughter outside was getting closer and closer, and it was more like being in the corridor outside the door, and the boy was a little frightened when he heard the laughter, and he stopped and did not dare to go any further, and whispered:

"Uncle, I'm afraid"

I couldn't cry or laugh when I looked at him, and now I know that I was afraid, and I didn't know that I was afraid when I ran into the building, but this is not the time to educate him, I swallowed this breath and stared at the classroom door thinking about how to deal with the situation.

The laughter outside became more and more strange, at first it sounded more cheerful laughter, but now when I heard it again, this laughter not only lost its previous happiness, but became hideous and helpless, and it was cold to the bone.

I can't get out, the laughter is getting closer and closer, and it seems to be floating in the corridor, and there is a ghost outside the door!!

I dragged a pair of desks and chairs to block the door, pulled the boy back and forth, retreated to the steps of the classroom, staring nervously at the two doors, and after a few minutes, the laughter in the hallway faded away, and then there was a dead silence.

The most terrifying thing is not only these creepy sounds, but the silence after this hustle and bustle is really heart-wrenching.

"Bang bang... Bang bang"

In the silence that lasted for several minutes, I could clearly hear my own heartbeat.

If you don't go out, do you want to stay here for the night?

I noticed the window of this classroom and quickly pulled him to the window, because it was too old, the window of this classroom did not have glass, and the only way to get out was to jump from here.

But this is the fourth floor after all, and it is pitch black at night, so you just jump down like this, and you have to lose a leg if you don't fall to death.

I was hesitating here when a "bang" sounded, and the classroom door seemed to have been hit by something, but fortunately I pushed up the desk and chair, and the impact did not knock the door open.

I swallowed in fear, turned on the flashlight to the brightest light, and stared at the door, but then I thought, no, if the ghost wants to come in, do you still need to slam the door?

I was still in a daze, and the boy next to me dragged me and said:

"Brother, there's a sister standing behind me"

There was a sister standing, hehe, I sneered in my heart, and I didn't look back at the picture in my head, and I picked up the boy and was about to jump off the building.

A broken leg and a life, I have to choose my life.

As soon as I stepped on the windowsill with one foot, the classroom door was finally slammed open, and a figure rushed in, and I was about to jump down with a frightened mother, when suddenly there was a hot sting pain in my back, as if I had been grabbed by something.

As soon as I closed my eyes and one leg was in the air, the figure scurried over two or three times, grabbed me by the collar of my coat and pulled me back.

I fell to the ground on all fours, and hurriedly shone forward with a flashlight.

It's Uncle Janissary who is back!

Seeing that I was stunned, he quickly reached out and pulled me up, pointed to the door and shouted:

"Run!"

I stood up, grabbed the boy and followed the uncle, and rushed out of the multimedia classroom.

The laughter in the hallway was gone, and the uncle led the way, and I followed closely behind with a flashlight.

I went down to the corner of the second floor, and was about to walk forward, but the boy pulled me back.

I nervously looked back and saw that the little boy was standing still, and I asked anxiously:

"Brother, what are you doing, let's go?"

The boy cried again.

"My feet are grabbed and I can't walk"

I nervously took my flashlight and shone it at his feet.

A miserable white arm is grabbing the boy's ankle!!

I raised my foot and was about to kick it, but the doorman uncle was one step ahead of me and kicked over.

This arm seemed to be very afraid of the uncle, and it was immediately retracted when he stuck it with his foot. As soon as the arm was withdrawn, the laughter began again.

A deep, shrill laugh came from the accounting class at the back of the hallway.

I took a deep breath and simply carried the boy on my back, and the doorman frowned, pointed down and said:

"You take him out, I'll take it!"

I was shocked.

"You're on top? Uncle, you're also afraid of ghosts, how can you top it? ”

The uncle stared nervously at the end of the corridor and shouted:

"Didn't I tell you I learned a little, stop talking nonsense, hurry downstairs"

When the uncle saw twelve o'clock, he was frightened, and I didn't believe it if he could withstand the ghost, but the boy was still on my back, so I gritted my teeth, shouted to take care and rushed down the stairs.

When I went down this staircase and looked back, the uncle had been swallowed up by darkness, and I worriedly sent the boy to the uncle's mailroom, and said to him seriously:

"Brother, you tell me clearly, stay in this house, don't wait for me to come back, do you know?"

The boy knew that he was scared, and nodded his head in fright.

I was about to turn around and go upstairs to find the doorman, when the boy shouted from behind:

"Brother, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to"

I always thought that this kid lacked discipline and had a problem with his head, but I didn't expect to take the initiative to apologize, so I was stunned for a moment and turned around and said:

"It's okay, you must be obedient this time, stay here honestly and don't move"

I said that, I opened the door and was about to rush out, but the boy said again:

"My mom made me do it"

One of the feet I had just stepped out of was still in the air, and when I heard the words, I couldn't help but take it back, and looked at him suspiciously:

"What do you say? What mom told you to do? ”

"My mom told me to run into school."

I was completely stupid when I heard this, didn't he sneak in like crazy, how did he dump the pot on his mother?

I had the heart to ask clearly, but I was worried about the safety of the doorman, suppressed my curiosity, and said to him:

"You stay here obediently first, and wait for my brother to come back."

After saying that, I quickly rushed out and ran to the second floor.

The second floor was not as pessimistic as I thought, there was no violent conflict, and there was no miserable scene of blood flowing all over the ground, and the doorman walked down the stairs quietly, but he looked very tired.

I greeted him and nervously asked:

"Uncle, how are you?"

The uncle waved his hand with a pale face and said:

"Get out of the way, go back to the house"

With that, I helped him back to the mailroom.

The boy's performance this time made me feel relieved, and he was sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, and stood up timidly when he saw us returning.

I helped the uncle to the bed, turned around and poured him a glass of water, and the uncle said differently:

"Young man, you're so badly hurt"

Uncle didn't say it was okay, but after saying that, I really felt uncomfortable, and a tingling pain in my back flooded.

I remember just when I was about to jump off the building with the little boy in my arms, my back was grabbed by something, and then I was nervous and didn't feel pain, but now I relaxed, this tingling pain really went deep into the bone marrow, making me scratch my heart and liver!

I took off my clothes and looked in the mirror, leaving five blood grooves on my back!!

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a blood ditch, the flesh ridge as wide as five fingers has flipped up, and the flesh and blood are blurred!!

The boy cried again when he saw the miserable condition on my back, "wow".

Originally, I was very tired of this kid, but looking at his cowardly appearance, after all, he was a naughty childishness and half of it had long been gone.

"Brother, don't cry, I'm fine, you just have to be obedient in the future, you must not come to this place"

The boy wiped away his tears, nodded and said:

"I'm not coming, I'm not coming again, my mom won't let me come"

By the way, when I was about to go out to save my uncle, this kid said something that shocked me, and I didn't ask him in detail, so I asked:

"You said your mother asked you to come, is it true?"

The boy nodded:

"When you came to the house, my mother secretly told me to run out and run into the school while you were about to leave, waiting for you to save me"

When I went to his house, the boy suddenly covered his head and shouted, and the sister-in-law came into the bedroom and closed the door for about ten minutes before coming out. But why did she do this, this is his own son, isn't this harming his own child?

My sister-in-law might have something to hide from me, I couldn't figure it out, and asked:

"Brother, do you know that your father had a box of diaries before his death?"

When the boy heard this, he nodded and said:

"I know, my father writes a diary every day, and my mother hides his diary under the cabinet and takes it out every day to read it."

I swallowed my spit, completely dumbfounded, my sister-in-law lied.

It turned out that at her house for a while, she rummaged through the cabinets to find the diary, which was all loaded for me to see, and the diary was hidden by herself.

When the uncle saw that one of us was listening to each of us, he was puzzled, and couldn't help asking:

"What do you two say?"

I suddenly remembered what my sister-in-law told me about the little boy who slipped into the school when he was a child and hit a ghost, so I asked my uncle:

"Uncle, I heard his mother say that this kid sneaked into the school when he was a child and fell into trouble with the ghost, you know a little bit about yin and yang, help show him"

The uncle nodded, stretched out his hand and dragged the boy to him, looked him up and down, and said:

"It's okay, this kid is very clean, and he hasn't provoked evil spirits"

Nothing evil??

I asked the boy suspiciously:

"Are you feeling sick? What was it called when you covered your head in the bedroom yesterday? ”

The boy lowered his head and whispered:

"I have a headache, I've always had a headache since I was a child"

The uncle glanced at it and said in a cold voice:

"It's not evil, it's a real disease, just go to the hospital and have a look"

I was relieved, and at the same time, I drew 10,000 question marks in my mind about Wei Youzhi's daughter-in-law!!

I wanted to take the boy out, but the uncle was worried that the "ghosts would sneak out", so he let us stay in his hut with the law.

After a while, the little boy fell asleep, and I started talking to the doorman.

"Uncle, you are not a serious Mr. Yin and Yang, when are you the head of the haunted deserted building every day?"

Uncle nodded with a smile and said:

"How many people have persuaded me over the years, I've been working here since I was young, I have too many memories, no, I can't bear this place"

I sighed, the older generation has feelings for the old house, this uncle has dedicated his youth to this school, and he is reluctant to leave.

"By the way, uncle, what's going on with this haunted upstairs?"

The uncle recalled with sad eyes and said:

"More than 20 years ago, this was a tertiary institution, I was a logistics handyman here, the students affectionately called me Uncle Zhou, and the school leaders also took special care of me, which was very good."

As he spoke, the uncle let out a long sigh.

"Later, in the accounting class on the second floor, a little girl died, and from that moment on, one died a day! Exceptional"

"One death a day?" I frowned when I heard this, and asked in surprise.

"Yes, in the early stage, it was one a day, and in the later stage, three or five gangs began to jump off the building, and they couldn't be dragged either."

The ghost was upstairs, and the two of us were talking about their past in the house, which was a little too exciting, so I lit a cigarette and took a puff and said:

"Uncle, this matter is a little scary, let's not talk about it, let's talk about it later"

The uncle smiled bitterly when he heard this.

"It's okay, my house is safe, it's rare to have someone to talk to me, you listen to me, I feel happy to say it"

My uncle saved my life, and I gritted my teeth and thought to myself that he would say what he wanted.

Seeing that I nodded, the uncle continued:

"That's it, suicide, jumping off the building, half of the little girls in the accounting class are dead, the school leaders saw that the matter was big, and hurriedly gave the whole school a holiday, which Cheng thought, those little girls who had a holiday, actually took advantage of the night to come back, I happened to be on duty during the holiday, this group of children usually have a good relationship with me, they want to go back to class, I didn't agree at first, but they couldn't stand their soft grinding and hard bubbles, so they put them in, and the result was ......."

The uncle said, and two lines of tears flowed uncontrollably.

As a result, all the girls who survived committed suicide in the class! They died even worse, and several of the children had their heads cut off."

I was a little stupid, the cigarette I lit had burned to the end, I pinched it with trembling hands, and asked:

"With so many people dying in school, how can these little girls be so bold and dare to come back? What are they doing here? ”

"Ahem," the uncle sighed again.

Later, I learned a little yin and yang art and realized that those girls had been lost in their minds at that time, and they all ran out secretly behind their backs, telling me that they were going back to the class to get things, and one person was afraid to find the sisters together, saying that it would be over in a few minutes, and I put them in as soon as my heart softened, and I blamed me, I should have stopped them, I shouldn't have let them in, I was to blame......"

The more the uncle spoke, the more excited he became, his body convulsed, and his tears flowed like a flood.

I kind of understand why the uncle has been insisting on staying in this deserted school, he should have blamed the death of these students on his own dereliction of duty, and it was the guilt and remorse from his heart that made him unable to untie the knot.

After a long silence, I asked:

"Why did those girls commit suicide and where is the root cause?"

The uncle calmed down for a while and then said:

"Because, the mirror of their class ......."