It's night!

All dormitories have been turned off and gone to bed.

Jiang Shengpei, who was asleep, seemed to be having some nightmare, his face was pale and cold sweating, his head and neck were swinging slightly, and the corners of his mouth were murmuring from time to time: "No, don't, it's not me, don't come here......"

The door on the side of the balcony was not closed tightly, and the wind blew a "crunch" sound, and the breeze blew in and lifted the corner of the mosquito net on the bed, and the next moment, the mutation protruded!

I saw that a black gas surged out of Jiang Shengpei's body in vain, and a small tornado appeared in the void above Jiang Shengpei's chest out of nowhere, and the black gas emitted by Jiang Shengpei's body was gradually eaten away by this small tornado, and after a while, the small tornado turned into gray and black.

It's just that the black gas on Jiang Shengpei's body is not less, and what is even more strange is that this small tornado that suddenly appeared on Jiang Shengpei's bed seems to have only absorbed the black gas emitted from Jiang Shengpei's body, but it has no effect on other things on the bed, such as mosquito nets or quilts covering Jiang Shengpei's body.

The small tornado seemed to have sucked enough of the black gas emitted from Jiang Shengpei's body, and then gradually floated to the position next to the pillow, slowly sinking, and in the process of sinking, the wind gradually dissipated. At the same time, where the wind dissipated, a black notebook gradually emerged.

When the small tornado completely cleared, the black notebook was completely revealed. The dark skin was printed with the blood-red word "DEACH", and a silver-gray skeleton relief emerged from the skin, and two bewitching red dots flashed in the hollow eye sockets, which was the black notebook that Jiang Shengpei threw away.

At this time, it returned to Jiang Shengpei's side under the domination of a mysterious force.

The black qi that shrouded Jiang Shengpei's body suddenly gathered on the mosquito net, gradually forming a strange face. The hairstyle is like a steel needle, the eyes protruding like two dead fish, there are no eyebrows on them, the flat nose is turned outward, and the most terrifying thing is a mouth with sharp teeth below.

The terrifying face appeared for a while, and then dispersed into a cloud of black gas and submerged into Jiang Shengpei's body, and at the same time, the silver-gray skull relief on the notebook gradually disappeared on the notebook.

At the same time, Jiang Shengpei, who had always had a bitter gourd face in his sleep, gradually relaxed, his face returned to normal and no longer broke out in cold sweat, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be slightly upturned, as if he had changed from a nightmare just now to a sweet dream.

Jiang Shengpei, who was asleep, turned over, feeling that his face seemed to be pressed against something hard, and he subconsciously slapped it away, and fell into a deeper sleep with a muttering sentence.

The next morning, the alarm clock at nine o'clock rang in Jiang Shengpei's ears on time, and Jiang Shengpei, who was sleeping in a daze, subconsciously touched the mobile phone, skillfully slid on the mobile phone screen, and the noisy alarm clock disappeared.

"Smack!"

The mobile phone that slipped from his hand did not fall on the soft mattress, but made a sound like a smashing book, Jiang Shengpei, who had not fully woken up, turned over casually, and there was no class this morning, he wanted to sleep more, his hand scratched his face, and then slid weakly on the side of the pillow.

"Well, what's so hard?" His hand touched the hard object on the side of the pillow, and it had a feeling similar to frosting, square, Jiang Shengpei felt like a book or something.

Jiang Shengpei's head was not very clear in a daze, and his consciousness did not react, but he turned around again and prepared to continue sleeping on the other side.

"No, how can I have a book in my bed?" Jiang Shengpei opened his eyes suddenly, he finally realized that something was wrong, he had never had the habit of putting books on his bed, and the books were placed on the table under the bed, but he seemed to touch something like a book on the other side of the pillow just now.

He hurriedly turned around and came back again, and what caught his eye was a black notebook, the blood-red word "DEACH" on it was particularly vivid in his memory, Jiang Shengpei's eyes happened to look at it, and at the same time, there seemed to be a faint light on the notebook from top to bottom.

Jiang Shengpei's eyes shrank, and then a fear from his heart arose, he was so shocked that he turned around and sat up directly, his legs kicked back again and again, and the mat spread on the bed board made him kick up, and the bed was shaking because of his action, and the iron frame was sonorous.

"Why, I, I threw him out last night, why is he by my bedside now?" Jiang Shengpei's eyes revealed horror.

He didn't understand why the notebook that he had lost yesterday had returned to his bedside overnight, he was the only one living in the dormitory now, and he still locked the door when he slept last night, and no one could enter unless he opened the door himself.

It is precisely because of this that Jiang Shengpei is now very afraid of this notebook that suddenly appeared.

He reached out and picked up the notebook with some trembling trembling, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, when he first came into contact with it, he only felt a cold feeling sweeping through his body, as if he was splashed with a basin of ice water after a cold wave.

Flipping through the notebook, the homepage is still the same line of blood-red block letters!

[The person whose name is written down will die]

When he saw this, his heart was already chuckling, and the only remaining illusion in his heart was shattered at once, and then he turned the next page with some spasms in his right hand.

The page is full of the name of "Hongdaike"!

"Ah~!"

Seeing this, Jiang Shengpei once again broke his defense, shouted The notebook in his hand was thrown out by him at once, and then he curled up and clasped his hands on his knees.

Although the weather in the morning was not very hot and even a little cool, Jiang Shengpei suddenly broke out in a cold sweat at this moment, and his body was still trembling.

Jiang Shengpei's mind was blank, and he didn't dare to imagine how this notebook came back to him.

[The person whose name is written down will die]

Suddenly, Jiang Shengpei's mind recalled the line of blood words that appeared on the first page of this notebook.

"Difficult, isn't it...... Hong Dachi: Is it really because I wrote his name in that notebook that he died so abruptly? ”

Thinking of this possibility, Jiang Shengpei was even more frightened, although he had a violent conflict with Hong Dachi, he also thought about letting him die, but Jiang Shengpei was just a mouthful, but he never thought that he would really want to achieve such a thing!

"No, no, I must have misremembered, I didn't even throw this notebook yesterday, yes, that's it!"

"It's the 21st century, where will there still be these gods and strange things. That's right, it must be like this. Jiang Shengpei shed two lines of tears, and comforted himself in an instant.

Then he wiped away his tears and picked up the notebook he had thrown to the edge of the bed, then jumped out of bed, rummaged through his desktop, and finally found a lighter in the pencil case. Jiang Shengpei ran directly into the bathroom without even wearing shoes, squatting down against the pit, holding a notebook in one hand and a lighter under the notebook in the other.

"Click~!"

Jiang Shengpei played several times in a row without a lighter, and Jiang Shengpei's anxious tears flowed out again.

"Ignite~!" Jiang Shengpei almost popped out these words from between his teeth.

Finally, after lighting it more than a dozen times in a row, the lighter finally lit up.

The red flames erupted, and Jiang Shengpei's hand holding the lighter was raised, and the flames suddenly touched the thick skin of the notebook.

"Crackling~!"

As if the sound of a firewood being broken, the front and back skins of the notebook were rolled up at once, and the flames touched the paper inside, as if adding fuel to the fire, and the entire notebook suddenly burst into flames.

Jiang Shengpei was caught off guard and was burned, and let go of his hand in pain, and the burning notebook fell directly into the pit. A thick black smoke drifted out, and Jiang Shengpei was so smoked that he couldn't open his eyes all of a sudden, so he had to open the bathroom door to keep it ventilated, so he felt better.

It's just that people are no longer suitable to stand inside, Jiang Shengpei coughed out with tears, and then closed the door of the bathroom again, otherwise the black smoke kept drifting outside, and others saw it and thought that it was a fire in the bedroom, and it would be troublesome to report the fire alarm.

Jiang Shengpei estimated that it was almost burned before he reopened the bathroom door, and there was only a pile of slightly damp ashes left in the pit, Jiang Shengpei opened the faucet and filled a whole bucket of water, and then washed them directly against the pile of ashes.

"That way, it won't happen again!"

After doing all this, Jiang Shengpei washed up in the bathroom, but he didn't know why, when he looked at himself in the mirror after washing, he suddenly found that his white hair seemed to have increased again, and he put his hand on his head, spread out his palm, and there were seven or eight slightly silver-white hairs.

"Hey, I can't stay up all night anymore, I'm starting to lose my hair now, and I'm going to be in the Mediterranean in less than thirty!" After solving the notebook, Jiang Shengpei seemed to have removed a heart disease, although his face still looked a little pale, but the look in his eyes had recovered.

Jiang Shengpei changed a set of clothes and went downstairs to the school cafeteria to eat, now is not the time to eat, the dishes are rich and you can choose at will.

After Jiang Shengpei left, the dormitory was quiet, only the breeze blowing in from the high-rise building blew the unclosed door on the balcony one by one. On the table, a gray-brown backpack quietly bulged out.

The wind seems to be blowing more and more urgently!