Chen Zhan hurriedly ate a few more mouthfuls of rice and put down the bowl.

Walk to the door, gently carry the refrigerator, walk into the kitchen, and put it down in its original position.

Chen Nan was a little surprised when he saw this scene, and hurriedly asked Chen Zhan how he did it.

Chen Zhan only said that after being robbed last time, he learned from the pain and practiced secretly.

It's also a muscular pose.

Chen Nan will be skeptical.

She ate two bowls of this meal, and when she put down the bowl, she was a little unsatisfied.

The long-lost food at home is much better than takeout.

After dinner.

Chen Nan picked up his schoolbag and walked into the house.

Chen Zhan asked tentatively:

"Senior sister, are you still going out?"

Chen Nan was a little trance-like, and seemed to remember the brother-sister relationship that was so strong before, and deliberately put on his usual cold face, and said:

"I don't want to go out, I'm not in the mood."

Chen Zhan smiled back.

Although I still care about the wig in my sister's schoolbag, this belongs to my sister's privacy, so it's inconvenient to ask directly.

In short, this kid usually goes to school, and he has this kind of mess in his school bag.

You have to keep an eye on it.

In addition, Chen Zhan didn't plan to let his sister go out from the beginning.

A wisp of black gas on his sister's back made him very concerned.

Assuming that gray is associated with the human soul, then black is most likely associated with yokai.

It is likely that Chen Nan has already come into contact with the monster and is being harmed by the monster.

There's no denying that something is changing in the world that connects humans to youkai.

And his ghost eye may have the ability to see opportunities.

It's just that there are too few clues now to turn into the truth.

You can also think of the good as it gets, everything is just a small state.

At night, Chen Zhan slept soundly.

Suddenly, he was woken up by a chill.

The first reaction was that the spirit attached to the small fish had made the same old mistake and was making trouble at night.

But he found that the spirit possessed by Xiaoyu was standing in front of his bed.

Through the translucent figure of the spirit attached to the small fish, Chen Zhan saw a white misty shadow standing in the room.

The white mist has a human shape, and its feet do not touch the ground, giving people a feeling of being fluttering.

After two circles around the house, he walked towards Chen Zhan.

The misty humanoid didn't seem to be threatening, and the soul attached to Xiaoyu was not afraid at all, but swallowed it in her throat, and when she saw Chen Zhan, she deliberately turned sideways to give him a place.

Chen Zhan is not afraid, he has a heart to mind with the soul attached to Xiaoyu, and he only feels that the things in front of him are very novel.

The white shadow, who was close to the bed, suddenly spoke:

"Chenzi, go to school. Chenzi, go to school. ”

The voice is repetitive and hoarse.

It's like a dream talk that people say.

Chen Zhan rubbed his eyes, and the figure made of white mist in front of him became more and more familiar.

And that's what it's called......

It's a fat man, and that's what Wang Sida at the same table called him.

But at this time, how did the fat man become like this?

The fat man-shaped white mist looked like he was in a hurry to circle around the room, trying to pull Chen Zhan but didn't seem to dare to approach.

I can only stretch my neck and continue to shout:

"Chenzi, let's go, the classmates are here, we're late."

Chen Zhan was not in a hurry, he picked up the mobile phone next to his pillow and turned on the mobile phone to take pictures.

There was a night on the screen, and the fat man couldn't be photographed at all, and when he turned on the recording, he couldn't even record the sound of the white mist.

Perhaps the existence of this kind of thing transcends the sense of sight and hearing, or paralyzes the hearing and hearing, creating an illusion of listening and watching.

I opened the address book and called up the fat man's phone number.

was about to fight out, but Qin Zhe's figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

The fog floating in the classroom had almost the same texture as the white fog in front of you.

Qin Zhe, fat, most likely not a coincidence.

What exactly is black and white gas?

Whether it is a human being or a ghost who secretly does these things.

A great curiosity struck me.

After losing his sense of fear, Chen Zhan's perception of fear was almost replaced by a desire to explore, completely unaware that he was doing something dangerous.

In the past, he would have avoided it.

But now he closed his mobile phone and said in his usual tone:

"Let's go, fat man, let's go to school together."

As if he understood, Bai Wu stretched out his atomized hand towards Chen Zhan.

Chen Zhan decisively touched it, and the place where the tentacle was touched was nothing.

But it's not for nothing.

The white mist moved forward, and there was a slight attraction between the two, which was guiding Chen Zhan's direction.

They walked out softly.

The wind was cool at night.

Generally speaking, people become very spiritual.

There was a faint mist floating through the streets.

There was not a single pedestrian on the street, I wonder if the TV news propaganda had worked, and the residential areas on both sides were pitch black, and the whole city slept in the dark.

The white mist-like fat man led Chen Zhan in the direction of the school.

Approaching the school, the fog became thicker, and across the street, the whole school was already immersed in the fog, and only the outline of the exterior wall and a few corners could be seen, like a giant beast dormant in a dark forest.

In the distance, Chen Zhan found a person who was moving towards the school.

Only his blurred back can be seen.

It seemed that he was much shorter than Chen Zhan, dressed in black, and looked a little clear in the night fog.

The position of his head is flat, as if a person has buried his head very low, and his movements are not fast, and his arms are not visible when he walks.

The right limb is a large chunk longer than the left, as if carrying some black strip.

Chen Zhan chased a few steps closely, wanting to see what was going on, but the distance was far, and the man got into the school first, and immediately disappeared into the thick fog.

In addition to themselves, there were people who entered the school.

Chen Zhan walked in quickly, the door of the school was closed, and the side door was open.

Passing through the small door, Chen Zhan looked at the duty room, where the door was closed and it was pitch black.

The original watch uncle didn't know where to go, and the monitoring red light that should have been on under the eaves was also colorless, and I don't know if it was broken or turned off artificially.

The figure of the fat man turned into a white mist gradually blurred and invisible, it was merging with the fog in the school, and only a faint force remained, still guiding Chen Zhan's direction.

The familiar school had a terrifying aura of darkness and fog.

For Chen Zhan, this has no effect in the slightest, and he is even comfortable.

After awakening the ghost eye, the night is attracting him more than the day.

He was gradually blending into the night, looking for patterns hidden in the blacks and fog.

Walking into the teaching building, the night fog is actually thicker than the outside, and the fog cuts off the light to a certain extent, and it is not an exaggeration to say that you can't see your fingers.

Although his eyesight is affected, his feet make a clicking sound on the ground, which can be heard far away in the silent corridor.

No other people's footsteps were heard.

I haven't been able to find the figure I saw at the school gate.

Chen Zhan came to the fourth floor and came to the familiar door of the second class of the third year.

The force of traction disappears.

The door was hidden, and the door was sealed with a police seal at some point, and it was torn open at some point.

It was pitch black in the crack of the door, Chen Zhan attached his ear to the crack of the door, and in the silence, there was a faint snoring sound in the classroom.

There was also the sound of breathing mixed in under the close listening, and there was not only one person inside.