When the surroundings returned to quiet, everything remained the same, the only difference was that Wang Xia's body was twisted while standing by the coffin, and blood flowed all over her body, dripping to the ground.

In the coffin, the originally beautiful Wang Xia was curled up in it, with a smile on her face.

"Boom!"

The lid of the coffin was closed, and the twisted and blood-stained Wang Xia staggered, covering it little by little, and the coffin did not move at all during the whole process, until the entire tomb was formed.

After doing everything, Wang Xia suddenly turned around and walked towards the outside of the path, and when her figure disappeared at the end of the path, I only felt a flower in front of me.

By the time I was back again, I was already in the basement of the art club.

Not only me, but Wu Jian and the others are also here, lying on the ground horizontally, some people are still snoring, obviously still asleep.

"That man is miserable."

The man who abandoned Wang Xia and has no name until now will definitely be retaliated by Wang Xia.

I picked up Wu Jian and sent him back to the dormitory, as for the others, I didn't care, anyway, sleeping on the ground for one night was just a cold at most.

Besides, I don't know where their dormitory is, and even if I did, I wouldn't be able to get into the girls' dormitory.

Sent back to Wu Jian, I didn't leave again, but stayed in the dormitory for one night.

When I got up the next day, I saw Wu Jian and a few people watching the ball game around the computer, and they were not affected by last night in the slightest.

When I asked, he just blinked, saying that it was just a dream.

In the afternoon, the counselor called, and his voice was strange.

"You know Wang Xia, her previous boyfriend had an accident last night, he drove into the school in the early hours of the morning and jumped from where Wang Xia jumped off the building, and everyone said that Wang Xia's ghost came back to him."

I have no opinion on this.

It's a holiday, and if it weren't for the counselor's call, I probably wouldn't have known about it.

After all, for such a thing, the school will not make a high-profile announcement.

At the end of the matter, it had nothing to do with me.

But the counselor didn't know why, and soon after hanging up the phone, he called me to the office.

There was no one in the office, so he quietly pulled me to his computer and clicked on a video.

This is the school's surveillance screen, in the picture, a strange man stepped out of the Audi car, he was still wearing pajamas, his movements were a little dull, after getting out of the car, he directly opened the co-pilot's door, and walked to the side of the teaching building as if pulling a person in his hand.

Fast forward to about ten minutes, and the man suddenly fell into the picture from a high altitude, his hands in front of his chest, as if he was holding an invisible person in his arms.

At the moment when he fell to the ground and blood splattered, the blood splashed faintly outlined the appearance of a woman on his chest, and disappeared in an instant.

The counselor turned the picture back a little, pointed to the vague woman and said, "Do you see it, do you see it, is there a person?" ”

I nodded: "It seems to be a person." ”

"It must be, this must be Wang Xia, I didn't believe it before, but then a friend from the security department sent this to me, and I had to believe it, alas. By the way, Huang Xiaolong, what did you know about Wang Xia before? ”

"It's nothing, it's just that I occasionally learned this name from a friend, and if you ask curiously, you won't suspect that I killed this Audi man, right?"

"How is it possible, I just think it's a little strange, I didn't expect that there really are ghosts in this world. I have to think carefully about whether I have offended anyone. ”

The counselor was joking, but it was a good thing.

There must be fear.

People often say that there are gods in the world, but there are ghosts in the head, and there will always be a trace of awe.

Leaving the counselor's office, I went straight home,

I had just played a few games when the phone rang again.

After a few words, I almost collapsed.

The reason is still Wu Jian, after I asked him about the situation last night, he didn't care at the time, and later heard from his roommate that I carried him back in the middle of the night.

And as for when he left the dormitory, no one knows.

Later, Wu Jian received a call from a member of the art club, and learned that it was not only him, but many people were sleeping in the basement of the art club. What's even more terrifying is that someone jumped off the building in the early hours of the morning, and the deceased had a very special relationship with the art club.

All the information was taken together, which made Wu Jian curious, and he hit it off with a few bold guys in the art club, intending to find the truth.

I didn't find the truth, but I found an old telephone landline in the many miscellaneous items in the basement of the art club, and I didn't answer the phone line, or even dial it, but the phone went out.

The person who answered the phone, with a very strange voice, only one sentence from beginning to end, said: I'll get back to you in the evening.

Several people were so frightened that the search for the truth team was disbanded as soon as it was formed.

Wu Jian, who returned to the dormitory, told his roommates about it as a joke, but before everyone could laugh a few times, under Wu Jian's futon, he found the old landline that had been discarded in the basement of the art club.

This time, no one could laugh.

Thinking of what happened last night, Wu Jian's roommates called me directly.

After answering the phone, I made sure they didn't call me from that landline, and then I went to school again.

When I came to Wu Jian's dormitory, all six of them were there, like frightened quails, in a corner, and on the table opposite, there was an old landline.

When they saw me, several people talked about it, and it was no different from the information told me on the phone.

They didn't move anything other than to get the landline from the bed to the table.

Instead, Wu Jian said: "I called them just now, and they didn't show up on the landline, maybe it's because I was the first person to call." ”

I understood that he was talking about them, just people who wanted to find the truth with him, and nodded at the moment.

Immediately, I rolled my eyes and asked, "I wondered, why are you calling out with the phone?" ”

"I just thought it was fun, I picked it up and pretended to be on the phone, I didn't expect there to be a sound on the phone, and when I heard it, I informed them, but they didn't believe me, so I had to try it myself. Then I tried. ”

I opened my mouth, but I couldn't complain.

Turn around and walk to the old landline.

This is the style of a few decades ago, the whole is a little square, the yellow surface has been a little mottled, the high raised keys were supposed to be white, but now they have turned yellow, and the numbers on each button are so worn that most of them are difficult to distinguish.

Turn the landline over and you can see that there is a place to install the battery on the back. However, there is a yellowish-red liquid drying up in the gap of the lid, which looks like the battery has been leaking after being left for too long.