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He was a native of the capital, and he had told me his home address before, and after thinking about it, I decided to ask.

The parents of the baked cake are in the restaurant business, the business is good, they are busy in the store during the day, and only his elderly grandfather is sitting happily in front of the coffee table, playing backgammon with himself.

Hearing that I was a classmate who burned cakes, my grandfather was very enthusiastic, and hurriedly pulled me into the room, his cloudy old eyes flashing, and wanted to pull me to play chess with him.

I feel a little emotional, the elderly are basically living very lonely.

Especially for those who live alone, their children and grandchildren are away from home, and no one talks to them all year round, and life is monotonous and boring.

And he had a black plaster skin on his forehead, which smelled very strong, and I don't know if he was injured.

I was worried that he would think too much, so I tried to make my words sound normal, just saying that I wanted to find the young soldier if there was something and asked him if he knew where the person was.

This is a grandfather, I naturally don't want to call the nickname of the baked cake, so I changed my mouth to call his name, I went, and I almost didn't remember what this thing was called.

Unexpectedly, the old man said that the young soldier did go home this morning, and brought a beautiful female doll, which made him happy to think that he was going to hold his grandson, and then they took a racket or something like that, and went to the sixth middle school where they used to study, and went to play badminton with middle school classmates.

From junior high school to high school, I studied in the sixth middle school.

Playing badminton?

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But he is even more speechless, this guy has a brain pump, and he has to go to his alma mater to play badminton, does he want to take Ouyang Xueer and Wu Jing to show off in front of old friends.

When the old man saw that I had been asking about my baby grandson, he was also anxious at the moment, and grabbed me anxiously and asked if something had happened to the young soldier.

"It's okay, grandpa, the school is about to take the final exam, he didn't go to self-study today, I just asked him to go back and forth to read, don't fail the course." ”

"No, that's not right! My grandson became very fond of learning a few months ago, especially mathematics, and he won't lose his homework because he is crazy, he, something must have happened to him!" the old man threw away the backgammon in his hand, his beard was crooked in excitement, and he walked around nervously.

It's true.,Ever since he was taught knowledge by the ghost teacher in the study room on the top floor of the library.,Baked cakes have become a pseudo-school bully.,And became a celebrity in front of the high math teacher.。

I sighed, the paper couldn't hold the fire, if it was really missing, it wouldn't be able to hide it for long.

"Grandpa, in this way, I'll go to No. 6 Middle School to look for it now, maybe they're tired of playing, and they don't know if their phones are out of battery. When I found him, I brought him back as soon as possible.

Helping the old man to sit down, I was relieved again, and got up to leave.

"Wait a minute, young man!" the old man suddenly called out to me, his expression a little tangled, as if he was hesitating about something.

Then I put away the backgammon, put on a straw hat, and insisted on going to No. 6 Middle School with me.

"Hey, grandpa won't hide it from you, that place in the sixth middle school...... It's very evil, and I'm still not at ease. ”

I'm stunned, evil?

Beijing No. 6 Middle School is a well-known key middle school in the country, and I haven't heard of any weird rumors before.

The old man's eyes showed a look of memory: "That place, not long after I was born when the school was established, it used to be a labor camp, and at that time, a prisoner went crazy and killed dozens of people in a row, and it was deserted. Later, although the school was built, I saw unclean things with my own eyes......"

"I remember that when the young soldier was in the second year of junior high school, he was punished by the teacher to stand until one night because he stole the belly pocket of the female doll at the same table, and when I went to pick him up, I saw a black shadow dancing in a gazebo, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye......"

The old people generally believe in these things, but I can't judge whether it's true or not, so I tentatively asked, "Grandpa, could there be a student there, or are you dazzled?"

"Dazzling?"

"Hehe, young man, I don't look at it with my eyes at all, how can I look at flowers?"

What do you mean? I don't understand?

In the next second, the old man stretched out his wrinkled hand and ripped off the black plaster on his forehead, revealing a blood-red crack, and there was a white ball similar to an eyeball in the crack, squirming slowly!

It's just that the white ball has no pupils, it is pure white, and it is surrounded by red lines the size of blood vessels, exuding a cold breath!

Damn, this is a shrimp Dongdong, is it still a modern Erlang god?

Just this kind of terrifying shape, if ordinary people see it, it is estimated that they will be scared directly.

"Hey, young man, aren't you afraid?" Grandpa Baked Cake smiled bitterly in surprise, and it could be seen that because of this strange white ball on his forehead, he was not less pointed at by others.

"This is a natural ghost eye, a mutated yin and yang eye, there is nothing to be afraid of!"

Senior Sister suddenly controlled my body and replied unhurriedly, but after speaking, she was silent again.

I was secretly frightened, I didn't expect that the grandfather who burned the cake actually had a natural ghost eye, and he could see some demons and ghosts, didn't they all say that the gene was inherited, so why didn't the baked cake be inherited, it wouldn't be picked up from the garbage heap.

"Y-Who are you?Why do you know that you are born with ghost eyes?" Grandpa Baked Cake reacted very violently, took a few steps back, and stared at me vigilantly.

I understand his feelings, since he used a plaster to hide this natural ghostly eye, it must be because this thing has suffered, so he doesn't want people to know.

Thinking of this, I smiled: "Grandpa, don't be afraid, I'm really a classmate of a young soldier, and at the same time a mage, I won't hurt you." ”

After speaking, I looked at the old man again, and saw that his body was a little cold, so I sacrificed a qi nourishing charm and pressed it on the cone behind him, and in an instant a warm feeling arose from the bottom of the old man's heart, and his complexion changed and changed, before he believed me.

Knowing my identity, the old man insisted on going to No. 6 Middle School with me.

I couldn't resist him, so I nodded and agreed.

No. 6 Middle School is a nearly 100-year-old school, in the area of the old city in the suburbs, that is, near where the little female ghost Xiao Ning lives.

We got out of the car and walked from the dirt road to the campus of No. 6 Middle School, and halfway through it, a dexterous ghost instantly floated over.

"Brother Dahai, I found out that you were here from afar, did you come to see Ning Ning?"

Drifting so fast that he almost didn't brake the car, cracking open his mouth without a lip flap, and smirking at me.

Because the uncle has never returned to the capital, the plan to bring her to the uncle has to be delayed temporarily, and the little female ghost is still living in the old city during this time, guarding her mother Yang Liu.

"Ah...... W-This??"

It's hard to be a grandfather of baked cakes now, a lot of age, I suddenly saw Ning Ning's miserable face, I was scared, I didn't want to, half of the dentures in my mouth fell off, and I was shocked when I hung on my chin.