"Where were you at the time of the accident?"

"I was in the dormitory, and I got hot water back after school in the afternoon, but the keys were all inserted, but the door couldn't be opened. ”

"And then?"

Then it opened with a bang, but the dormitory was empty, and there was nothing. ”

"Nothing means that everyone is gone, or is it all gone?"

"Yes, yes, it's everything, the bed, the table, the stool, the cupboard...... It's all gone!"

"Do you remember what time it was?"

"At that time, I ran to the cafeteria just after class, ate and got hot water and went back, exactly 5:45. ”

"Okay, thanks. ”

......

"According to you, you were living in a dormitory, and then suddenly you heard someone knocking on the window at night, right?"

"No, that's right, every time it's past twelve o'clock, someone knocks on the window outside the window, and the knocking sound is very regular. ”

"I took a look at your schedule, and the lights will go out at half past ten in the evening. In other words, you've been woken up by this sound for several nights past twelve o'clock, haven't you?"

"That's right. ”

"As far as I know, your dorm is supposed to be for four people. Is there anyone else who hears this besides you?"

"Yes, several times. The other three people in our dormitory also heard it to varying degrees, that is, ......"

If anything, don't worry, I'm not a few years older than you, and even if you want to scold the teacher here, I won't tell them. ”

“...... Actually, it's nothing, it's just that they don't react as much as I do. Obviously, the windows were being knocked hard, but I was the only one who woke up every time. ”

"Okay, we'll get back to you as soon as we can. ”

"Didn't you say you wouldn't tell the teacher!"

"Calm down, calm down, you see, nothing is written on it, calm down. ”

......

"I've sorted out the information you just said, that is, you get up at night to go to the bathroom, and you see an extra person behind you in the mirror. It must have been between eleven fifty and twelve o'clock, is there anything else I would like to add?"

"No more. ”

......

"Without a special class in the True Spirit Department, that's all we can do. Mu Changli looked at the thick record book and sighed slightly.

To ensure that the other person can say everything, all conversations must be conducted one-on-one. Mu Changli, Ye Raccoon and Wen Lingwu are responsible for part of it, Mei Lanfu doesn't communicate with others at all, Wu Suliye probably leads others to other topics without saying a word, Irina is a foreigner, it is easy to cause nervousness, and some keyword records are not very good.

Of course, the most critical point is that Liuli did not come this time. She is an expert in spiritism, and with the help of a senior old ghost like Liu Jie, she is also more approachable in appearance and has received special training. If she were to do this, it would be much better than a bunch of half-people.

But even if it's just a bunch of half-baked things, it's enough to see a lot of things from this information.

"It's a bit too intense, three-quarters of the time happens in the middle of the night. Ye Raccoon was the first to say, "Yes, ghost activities will pick the most yin midnight night, but it is so intensive, is this a group party in the middle of the night? All the classrooms and dormitories in the school are all occupied by ghosts, and everyone scatters paper money and burns high incense together." ”

"That's fine. Mu Changli waved his hand, signaling that he didn't need to care too much about these places, "In fact, people's memories will change with continuous memories and narratives. Maybe the time was uncertain at first, but as others continued to add descriptions and their own memories of repairs, it finally became twelve o'clock. ”

"But correspondingly, there is another problem. Wu Suliye patted the record book with his hand and said, "There are actually a lot of stories here...... Well, the event record, the story prototype I know clearly, what 'Seven Incredible Stories on Campus' and 'Top Ten Ghost Stories'...... I'm tired of listening to it. If I read a booklet like this, I would advise them all to see a psychiatrist. ”

Although what Wu Suliye said was a little cruel, as far as the joke that was popular in the art school was concerned, it was "ten ghost stories and nine false". A large part of the supernatural events in it are actually man-made, and after being circulated for a period of time, they have been transformed across the ocean, and elements such as time and place have been replaced with down-to-earth ones...... This has become a popular ghost story.

There is also the possibility that it is purely psychological, or it may be an exaggeration other than a coincidence. There is a famous joke in the Spiritual Science that teaches everyone how to deal with ghosts, that is, if you meet a ghost, you must be afraid. When you're scared to death and become a ghost, you can fight the ghost.

Of course, this must be just a joke. The old ghosts and the new ghosts that have just become ghosts are definitely incomparable in terms of strength, and there is also a difference in the combat effectiveness of the evil ghosts who deliberately harm people and the ghosts that can't be dissipated just because of their obsessions. But if you think about it carefully, if everyone had died and turned into a ghost, the number of dead people in the world would have exceeded billions long ago, and would the earth be inhabited by people or ghosts? If bad people still harm people, wouldn't bad ghosts harm people? Even if 1 in 10,000 is counted as the ghost crime rate, the number of this ghost is enough for all the city god temples, Taoist temples, temples, and churches to go crazy, and it is really strange that the living and the dead have not yet broken out into war.

"In fact, such a conversation is to let everyone know that after all, we are going directly to the place that may be haunted at night. As he spoke, Mu Changli took out six small dolls carved from locust wood, the handiwork was rough to death, and the facial features were simply pasted with Erkang emojis instead, "One for each person, but everyone should shoot when they should shoot, safety first." ”

The word acacia is from the sound of wood ghosts, so folklore says that locust wood is easy to summon ghosts. Mu Changli's specially made [Huaimu Yin] is to ensure that ghosts can be recruited, and everyone has done a hard fight faster than any efficiency.

Each of the six people took a puppet, and from now on they had to act in groups, after all, with [Huaimu Yin], the probability of seeing the hell can be increased by at least sixty immortals. As for the specific grouping, of course, the two girls are in a group, Ye Raccoon will partner with Wu Suliye, and then Mu Changli will take Wen Lingwu, and each group will ensure that there is at least one person who specializes in spirit bodies.

While Mei Lanfu ran to the god seat to stare at it again, Mu Changli whispered to Irina, "Elaine, when did Lanfu actually look at this thing?

"Don't you know?" asked Irina in surprise, "she doesn't look at such things...... But it is said that you recommended this one to her. ”

"What?"

......

There was silence in the dark hallway, with nothing but the bare minimum of light provided by emergency lights and the sporadic line of street lights shining in through the windows.

Suddenly, footsteps came from the end of the hallway. One person's steps were short and urgent, while the other was light and slow, barely making a sound.

"Big ...... Uncle...... Can't you make your voice louder......"

"No, I can't. ”

"It's good to talk. Wen Lingwu looked like he was about to cry and said to the people behind him, "Or let's put on a flashlight, okay?"

"Isn't the probability of meeting a ghost like that much smaller?" Mu Changli behind him said earnestly, "We're here to see ghosts, what's the point of scaring ghosts away?"

"But you didn't make a sound, you barely breathed...... I'm so scared......" Wen Lingwu's words were already full of trills, probably

"It's just a habit, if you ......" Mu Changli suddenly remembered that Wen Lingwu was not in good health, so he didn't say anything about whether you should practice martial arts. However, he thought about it for a while, and took out his [Huaimu Yin] from his pocket: "That's ...... I'll inject some mana and try to see if I can attract ghosts. Let's get the hell done sooner, okay?"

"No......" As soon as Wen Lingwu's words came out, he suddenly saw a bloody handprint appear on the floor more than ten meters away from him, which was clearly reflected by the light shining in from the window.

Immediately afterward, another bloody handprint appeared twenty centimeters ahead. The two handprints advanced alternately, and when he came to five or six meters in front of Wen Lingwu, he could already see clearly that a woman in white with a cloak of hair was quickly crawling towards him.

"Big ......" Wen Lingwu just wanted to turn around, but a pair of hands pressed on the left and right of his head, holding his head steadily, unable to move for half a minute. He wanted to run away, but these hands were like cast iron, and he couldn't break free no matter what.

The woman in white crawled in front of Wen Lingwu in an instant, and saw that she had already stretched out her hand aimed at his feet. Wen Lingwu was so frightened that his soul was not possessed, his eyes were closed tightly, and he didn't dare to look at it.

At this time, Mu Changli's shout came from behind him: "Spit out!"

The training of the usual martial arts school made Wen Lingwu's conditioned throat move, and a cloud of saliva appeared in his mouth. Spit can be said to be an innate human ability, and there is no need to teach it, so Wen Lingwu spit on the woman in white in front of him without thinking about it.

The woman in white was lying on the ground, and she came straight to Wen Lingwu's feet, where was the reason why she couldn't vomit? As soon as the saliva fell on her body, the woman in white let out a terrible scream from her mouth. However, this scream was only halfway through the scream, and it suddenly turned into a bleating sheep's cry. The woman in white shrank even more, and simply turned into a goat running around on the ground with a bleating.