The spells in the first part are very varied, including spiritism, spiritualism, and other strange spells.

After reading these spells, I slowly closed the book and exhaled softly.

This is my grandmother's last protection for me, these spells, these charms, are for me to use in times of distress.

After putting the spell book and paper talisman back into the wooden box, and then hiding the wooden box under my pillow, I turned off my phone flashlight and lay down under the covers.

I don't know how effective the spell books and paper talismans are, but since they are the things my grandmother left me, I think that my grandmother is so powerful, the things she left me for self-defense will definitely not be useless. Thinking about it this way, I feel a lot more relieved.

I have the habit of playing with my mobile phone before going to bed, lying in the bed, I swiped the circle of friends and learned about some of the recent situation of my friends. Finally, I'm going to post a status message to commemorate my grandmother, and with the picture, I'm going to use the photo of the old house I took when I left my hometown.

Open the album, select the photo, write the text, click send, but it can't be sent.

I felt slightly strange and tried again, but this time I still couldn't send it.

"Is it a network problem?"

I checked and found that the network was fine. That's a little weird!

"Could it be that there is something wrong with this photo? Damaged? ”

I changed a photo with the same text, clicked send, and it was sent out quickly.

"It seems that it is a problem with the photo itself, it may be damaged, or it may be poisoned."

I clicked on the picture.

After taking that photo, I didn't look at it, I just chose to send it, and I didn't observe it carefully, but when I looked at the photo carefully, my heart shrank violently, and cold sweat flowed down instantly.

That photo is still a panoramic view of the old house I took, but in the upper part of the photo, on the roof tiles of the old house, there is a white shadow!

That white shadow looks very clear, and it can be seen that it is a woman with fair skin! And what makes people's eyes even bigger is that the woman is naked! She stood on the roof of the house, her hair was long, about waist-length, her head was tilted down, and her long black hair covered her entire face, making it impossible to see her appearance.

My hand holding the phone began to tremble, although her skin is very good, her figure is also very good, and she is very slim and seductive without clothes, but the fact that she appears in the photo is so weird!

Let's not talk about how a woman could appear on the roof for no reason, I'm pretty sure that when I took the photo, I didn't see a woman on the roof, and it was a * woman! If I had, I couldn't have noticed it at the time.

Because the woman's position on the photo is prominent!

If that's the case, then how did this woman end up in my photo? Thinking about the anomaly of this photo not being sent, my heart couldn't help but sink - there is only one explanation, and that is that the woman in this photo is an 'unclean thing'!

I remembered the little girl Mimi I met in the funeral home, she said that she saw a big sister with no clothes on, and it should be the woman in front of her!

Thinking back to the terrible experience of my grandmother's first seven nights, could it be that the woman in the photo did what happened that night?

She's coming with me now!

What am I going to do?

The woman in the photo is standing on the roof, a little far away, and her face is covered by long hair, so I can't see her eyes. But judging by the way she leaned down, she seemed to be looking at something. Looking at the screen of my phone, my heart couldn't help but tremble.

I'm looking at the picture, so she's looking at me — that's me!

She's looking at me right now!

I panicked and hurriedly exited the album. As I lay in bed, I felt my breathing shortness and confusion, and my whole body was even hotter.

After a while, I calmed down a little and reopened the photo album on my phone, found the photo, and clicked Delete. I wasn't sure if I could delete the photo, but to my surprise, it was deleted in one fell swoop.

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when that photo disappeared. After thinking about it, I put my phone in a black wooden box and let it be with the paper symbols.

When I lay down again, I didn't feel sleepy. Because as soon as I closed my eyes, I had the feeling that there seemed to be a pair of eyes in the darkness that had been staring at me.

The fear of being watched tormented me and kept me awake from sleeping.

From time to time, I had to touch the wooden box that my grandmother had left me, and when I touched it, I felt a little more at ease.

In my half-asleep restlessness, the long night finally passed.

The next day was Monday, and in the morning there was a 'Criminal Psychology Study'. Xiao Xu, Da Fei, and Xiao Hei all got up one after another, and I struggled to get up and followed them to class.

"Chen Shen, why is your face so bad? Are you sick? Why don't we ask you for leave for your morning class? Xiao Xu saw my appearance and said with concern.

That's how he is, always warm-hearted.

I waved my hand, shook my head, and said, "No, I'm fine." I've taken a week off, and if I don't go today, I guess I'm going to fail this semester! ”

I felt like I was in poor physical condition, but I was able to go to class anyway. In addition to what I just said about not wanting to fail, the more important reason is that I am afraid of staying alone in the dormitory.

Criminal Psychology Studies is one of my two favorite classes.

The teacher who taught this course was surnamed Wang, and we all called him Mr. Wang.

Mr. Wang is not a serious teacher, he was originally a criminal police officer in the city, he has been a criminal police captain for more than ten years, has rich experience in criminal investigation, has solved many major cases, and was originally the key training object in the city, and the successor of the next director of public security. However, he was seriously injured in a big case a few years ago, and although he picked up a life, his body was not good, and he had no choice but to take a back seat.

The principal of our school was a classmate of Mr. Wang, so he was invited to give us a lecture.

Because Mr. Wang has been a criminal policeman for decades and has passed through countless cases, when he lectures, he often tells us some cases he has handled, and uses actual cases to analyze the psychology of criminals. Among them, there are many sensational cases such as 'human bone puzzles', 'murder and boiling corpses', and 'dancing corpses', so his classes are interesting and very popular in school.

As usual, Mr. Wang's class was full again.

Because I didn't feel like I was in shape, I found a corner spot. The atmosphere in the class was very warm, and he told us today about a case that happened on an ancient local pagoda.

The case looked like a ghost crime, as a woman was found naked* on top of the tower, but surveillance in the tower showed that the deceased appeared in the tower out of thin air. So at the beginning, people who heard the details of this case thought that there were ghosts and gods.

But as the case deepens into the investigation, the murderer gradually surfaces, and it turns out that everything is a ruse! The murderer's motive is even more embarrassing...

Teacher Wang told the case of this 'ghost tower' very attractive, but I didn't sleep all night, I really couldn't support it, and in class, listening to Mr. Wang's rich voice, my heart was extremely steady, and the ghost photos that plagued me all night were temporarily forgotten, and slowly, I fell asleep.

I was woken up by the exclamations of my classmates. I looked up blankly, and my classmates around me were talking.

"I see... The murderer turned out to be him! ”

"The truth of the secret room turns out to be like this, the murderer is really a genius!"

"It's not worth it for a murderer to kill for this reason! What the hell was going on in his heart! ”

……

"Ladies and gentlemen, this case is analyzed here." Teacher Wang opened his mouth to maintain order, and the class gradually quieted down, it seemed that he had finished the case, but unfortunately I fell asleep and did not hear the final truth.

Teacher Wang raised his hand and looked at his watch, and said, "There are still about ten minutes before the end of class, and the next time is the time to ask questions freely." If you have any questions, you can raise your hand and ask. ”

There was a pause in the class, and one hand was raised.

"What question do you want to ask?" Teacher Wang asked with a smile.

A person stood up, and it turned out to be Xiao Hei. As his name suggests, the little black man was small and dark-skinned, and then he stood up and asked, "Teacher Wang, do you know the case in Meishan?" Can you tell us about it? ”

Probably due to the fact that it was the first time to speak in front of so many people, Xiao Hei was a little nervous, and even his voice trembled a little.

Teacher Wang was stunned for a moment, and didn't speak for a while.

I don't know if it's my delusion, because I found that Mr. Wang's eyes seemed to have some fear in his eyes.

What's going on?

I have also heard about the Meishan case that Xiao Hei said.

This is a case that happened two years ago, and it is said that it has not been solved until now, and it has become a very famous unsolved case in the provincial capital.

Meishan is a very famous place in the provincial capital. The green tea in the provincial capital is very famous, and Meishan is the most famous tea mountain in the provincial capital.

Two years ago, around the Qingming Festival, the provincial public security bureau received a report that a vicious murder had occurred in a tea garden on Meishan.

A tea picker hacked another tea picker to death with an axe, and then the slasher jumped from the top of Meishan Mountain, leaving no bones left.

According to the investigation, the tea picker who cut people is an aunt with a good reputation, and there is no contradiction with the tea picker who was cut. The police have been investigating for a long time, but they still haven't figured out why the murder happened. However, because the crime process was clear and the murderer was dead, the case was soon closed.

It's just that no one could have imagined at the time that although the case was closed, the strange murder on Meishan was not over.

The day after the police closed the case, another murder occurred on Meishan, this time the murderer was also a tea picker, she was holding a kitchen knife, and wanted to kill a manager of the Meishan tea plantation.

This time, it was the manager's luck, the murderer slashed him in the shoulder, stuck in the bone, and couldn't pull it out for a while. The rest of the tea plantation rushed to help and subdue the murderer, and the manager saved his life.

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