At night, the business school looked terrifying in the moonlight, and the playground was littered with broken tiles and bricks, and when I first stepped into the campus, I had goosebumps all over my body.

At a glance, the kid ran into the No. 1 teaching building facing the playground, and I didn't dare to delay, so I quickly chased after him.

The school building in front of me was dilapidated, there was not much left of the window glass, and the door to the building had long been shattered, so I took a deep breath and walked in with my fists clenched.

The hall on the first floor is very empty, and there is a table clock at the top of the staircase, which reminds me of the murderous bronze bell before the company, and my heart can't help but tremble, it is dim and cold here and makes people chill down the spine, it is not a place to stay for a long time, I stood in the hall and yelled:

"Brother, come out quickly, it's not a joke here"

My shouts echoed over and over again in this deserted building, eerie and ethereal!

The voice fell, the little boy didn't give me any feedback, I was scared and worried, and scolded secretly: This rabbit cub really has a problem with his head, and he is not afraid to run here at night?

I remembered that my sister-in-law said that the boy broke into the school by mistake when he was a child, so he rushed to the ghost and became like this, and this time he came in again, and he couldn't be sure what he would become, so he had to find someone quickly.

Looking at the pitch-black staircase stretching upward, my heart swelled, and I fought hard! I pulled out my phone and gritted my teeth and moved upstairs.

There was no hall on the second floor, all classrooms, and I walked in the corridors full of discarded books, checking every empty classroom, and I was inexplicably panicked.

I don't know why the business school is haunted, why it's haunted, what the hell is haunted, and this ignorance of the dark hollow adds a lot of fear to me!

I walked in the corridor with trembling legs and the light of my mobile phone, passing a classroom with a door number that said customs declaration class, this classroom didn't even have a door, there were several cracks on the glass blackboard that had been smashed open by something, and the tables and chairs in the room were all over the place.

This class must have had a fight, right?

When I was in school, the most awesome way for my classmates to retaliate was to smash the blackboard in his class, but to be honest, the blackboard was broken and the school should be replaced immediately, why was it still broken and not replaced?

"Brother? Where are you? ”

It was too dark in this corridor, and the more I walked, the more scared I became, and I didn't dare to shout too loudly, just shouted in a low voice, hoping that this naughty boy would hear the voice and stop hiding.

There was no reverberation, it was still silent.

This school building has four floors and countless classrooms, and if that kid hides under the desks and chairs in one of the rooms and doesn't get out, I can't find him.

How many times have I scolded this kid in my heart, thinking that if he were my son, it would be strange if I didn't kick him away.

I told him not to answer, and I don't know if I heard it and deliberately didn't reply, or if I was looking for the wrong place.

I was wondering in my mind, and after a busy day, this corridor had been walked to the end by me.

I looked at the classrooms on both sides, and I also whispered to the side, and if there was no one in the last classroom, I was considering whether to continue upstairs.

I cautiously came to the last classroom with the door sign that read: Accounting & Auditing.

The entire corridor on the second floor was covered with torn books and waste paper, and strangely enough, the door of this classroom was unusually clean and uncluttered.

And when I walked to the door, I found that the door of this classroom was still closed, and there were few doors in the classrooms on the entire floor, and the door was still closed, and the boy should be hiding inside!

I made a mental preparation, and slowly opened the door, and the "creak" wooden door was pushed open, and the sound was particularly harsh in the hallway.

Is it inside?

"Brother, are you in there?" I leaned in and whispered.

With the help of my phone and the moonlight, I could see the scene in the house clearly, but I couldn't help but be taken aback.

This classroom is completely different from the whole floor, all the desks and chairs in the classroom are neatly arranged, and the chalk handwriting of the teacher during the lecture is still left on the blackboard.

I know that most of the students studying accounting are girls, is that why they can be kept so neat?

I stepped into one foot and saw the window at the end of the blackboard, and there was a boxy mirror, although the room was dim, but the mirror hung at the window, as usual, it would be more or less reflective, but from my point of view, it was dark and there was no light.

I went into the classroom and began to scrutinize all the places under the desk where I could hide people, no, no, the boy was not hiding in this classroom.

After checking the most advanced row of tables by the window, I noticed the mirror again, it was dark, and I inexplicably felt the urge to go forward.

The urge was so strong that I took an uncontrollable step forward with my legs, and was just about to look at it, when suddenly a hand reached out from behind me and pressed it on my arm!

I suddenly came back to my senses, shuddered, and looked back sharply, it was a middle-aged uncle who thanked him, this person was wearing a blue overalls, and grabbed my arm nervously and said:

"Don't look in that mirror, come out with me"

I've been concentrating on looking for the boy just now, but my heart has been hanging, and I didn't hear the footsteps at all, when did this uncle come out?

I looked at him in horror, and when my uncle saw that I didn't move, he pulled my sleeve and pulled me out.

I was dragged out of the classroom by him, shook off his hand in the hallway, and asked vigilantly:

"Uncle, are you?"

The uncle said with a serious expression:

"I'm the janitor of this school, and I'm guarding the door"

Guard!

This school has been deserted for more than 20 years, which door is the guard?

I don't know where the courage came from, so I opened my mouth and answered:

"Uncle Janitor, how many years have you been dead?"

The middle-aged uncle was stunned when he heard this, looked at the classroom anxiously, grabbed my cuffs and walked downstairs.

I was grabbed tightly by him, and I didn't shake it off, so I followed him down to the first floor, and my uncle dragged me into the mailroom at the door.

When I first came in, I didn't notice that the lights were still on in this mailroom, the tables and chairs were neatly arranged and clean, and there was a small bed with a radio talking about storytelling on the small bed.

Does he really live here?

Uncle took me into the house, turned around and closed the door, and asked:

"Where did you come from, it's so late, what are you wandering around?"

This uncle said that he was nervous and anxious like my own uncle, and being brought to such a popular place by him also gave me a sense of security.

I glanced at him, didn't answer his question, and asked again vigilantly:

"This school has been panicking for so long, and there is not even a shadow of a person, what are you looking at in this mailroom?"

The uncle may have seen that I would not reply to him without explaining the matter, and said with a straight face:

"Why is there no shadow, aren't you human? I have been working in this school for more than 30 years, and then the school became yellow and I moved here."

I stared at him, and it felt like his words were true, but not like they were true.

"The school is yellow, who will pay you? What's the use of you here? ”

Uncle Xie Ding didn't pause for a moment and waved his hand and replied:

"I've been doing it for so many years, and I don't want to leave because I have feelings for this, why am I useless here? I see here, no one is allowed to come in, no ghosts are allowed to go out."

No one is allowed to come in, no demons are allowed to go out!

The uncle's words were awe-inspiring, and he didn't blink his eyes, as if there was such a thing.

"Are you Mr. Yin and Yang?"

The uncle shook his head and said:

"It's not Mr. Yin and Yang, after the school accident, I learned a little from others"

After saying this, the uncle then asked:

"Tell me quickly, what are you doing here at night?"

I listened to what the doorman uncle said, and he really didn't look like a bad guy, and said:

"A colleague's child ran in, I came to look for him, you were playing in this room, didn't you see a child running in just now?"

The uncle frowned and said:

"I saw it, I didn't listen to him no matter how I shouted, and I ran upstairs in a few moments, I just went upstairs to find him, so I don't know when you came in"

Uncle said this, as if he was reasonable, I replied:

"Then let's find someone quickly, this place is not haunted, it is dangerous for children to run around."

Uncle pulled out a drawer, took out a flashlight from it, handed it to me, and said:

"The child is dangerous, we have to save our lives, just check the places where the tables and chairs are hidden, like the stupid thing you just looked at in the mirror, you must not do it again"

I took the flashlight and asked:

"What's in the mirror?"

The uncle didn't tell me about the mirror, but opened the door and led me out and said:

"I'm coming down from the third floor, no one, that kid should run up to the fourth floor, let's go up to the fourth floor, we must find him before twelve o'clock in the evening"

I nervously asked:

"What's past twelve?"

The uncle stiffened his face and said slowly:

"If you don't find it after twelve o'clock, you can't care about this kid, we have to stay on the first floor, so let him ask for more blessings."

Uncle didn't say it explicitly, but I knew what he meant, even after twelve o'clock, we had to run for our lives.

I looked down at the time, it was now more than ten o'clock in the evening, and there was still more than an hour to twelve o'clock, and there was only one fourth floor left, and it must be in time.

The two of us climbed up to the fourth floor with flashlights, the fourth floor is no different from the second floor, and there are rows of classrooms on both sides of the corridor.

I found half of the corridor classroom and didn't see anyone, I wiped my sweat in a hurry, and just in this time I was wiping my sweat, and I suddenly heard a burst of laughter downstairs.

The voice came suddenly, and I stood in place for a moment, sweating profusely, and looked at my uncle and asked:

"Uncle, there seems to be laughter downstairs, do you hear it?"

The uncle walked out of a classroom, frowned when he heard this, and whispered:

"Didn't you hear it, male and female?"

"It doesn't seem like I'm looking for the boy's voice, it's a female voice laughing"

The uncle lowered his head and said coldly:

"Leave him alone, find it quickly"

With that, he looked into a classroom again.

I'm a little panicked, there are only two of us in this building except for boys!! There was a female laughter, I didn't dare to think about it, so I hurriedly continued to look for it.

One after another, still no, most of the classrooms in the corridor, all the desks under the watch, no one.

Something won't happen, I was thinking, and suddenly I heard the laughter downstairs again, to say that I might have been nervous just now, this time I could hear it clearly, this laughter was sharp and rapid, like a group of female students fighting.

I listened to it with goosebumps, and the sound of horrible laughter was shuttling back and forth in the empty hallway, just like the group of laughing schoolgirls running back and forth.

This time, the middle-aged uncle must have heard it, glanced at me, and said coldly:

"Leave it alone, keep looking"

I suppressed the fear in my heart and followed the doorman to search all the classrooms on the fourth floor, leaving only the last multimedia room.

When the two of us pushed the door open, we were dumbfounded, there were countless tables and chairs scattered everywhere in this multimedia room, if the little boy was hiding here, when would he have to find it?

Don't dare to delay, we hurriedly left and right division of labor to continue to find, just like this to find most of the classroom still no one, I was a little panicked, took out my mobile phone and looked at the time, eleven forty o'clock!

Hurry up to find it, I lost the patience at the beginning, and at first many places just used a flashlight to pass by, so I checked it hastily for a while, and the uncle finally reminded me.

"It's eleven fifty-five, I can't continue to look for it, hurry up and follow me back to the first floor, let's go"

Listening to the uncle, if it is past twelve o'clock, something indescribable must have happened, and the boy can't find it, so can it be regarded as giving up on him?

I thought of my sister-in-law's pitiful appearance when she cried, if something happened to the boy, how could she live as a widow in the world, I really couldn't bear to give up like this, but I answered the uncle's call, still shining a flashlight, and shouting quietly.

There is only the last row left, and the three floors are all searched, and the last row is missing, and I was just about to go over, when the uncle grabbed me, raised his eyes, and shouted:

"Fifty-three, let's go, hurry...."

I broke free of him and said:

"Uncle, you go down first, I'm looking for the last row of tables, and I walked along the gap to the last row.

Seeing that he couldn't move me, the uncle sighed helplessly, and hesitantly exited the multimedia classroom in a few steps.

I took the flashlight and had a belief in my heart that I must take this boy out!!

When I came to the table and chairs in the last row, I found a stool blocking the front of the table, which was very suspicious, and I removed the stool to see that Wei Youzhi's son was curled up and hiding under the table.

As soon as I was angry, he didn't respond to shouting, this kid is really amazing.

I don't care if he hurts or not, he is not angry, he took his turn out, and pulled him down just two steps, and the laughter of the female students downstairs I heard was getting louder and louder, and it seemed to be getting closer and closer!!

I secretly screamed that it was not good and was scared out of a sweat, and took out my phone to look:

Twelve :01 a.m!!