Half an hour later, we arrived in Mr. Chen's office.

In front of us is a teacher, surnamed Chen, named Qingzhou, and he happens to be Xu Weiwei's teacher.

Hearing that we were coming to Xu Weiwei, Teacher Chen also showed a look of surprise, and then invited us here.

"In fact, I am not only the teacher of Xu Weiwei's class, but also the teacher of the entire Folklore College."

"There is no way, there are few folklore students, so the school does not pay much attention to us. There are only five teachers in the Folklore Academy, and we have to do all the courses. ”

From Mr. Chen's face, I could see his pessimism and helplessness.

I couldn't do anything but comfort me.

Afterwards, Mr. Chen talked to us about Xu Weiwei.

"What are you looking for Xu Weiwei?"

"That's right, we are Xu Weiwei's friends, but we haven't seen her for a long time these days, so I want to come to the school to ask if Xu Weiwei has ever appeared at school."

Hearing my words, Teacher Chen shook his head.

"It shouldn't be, Xu Weiwei, this kid has a withdrawn personality, although his grades are very good, he can't interact with people."

"Even if she came back to school, she wouldn't tell us."

After Mr. Chen finished speaking, my heart sank.

Then I asked.

"Does Xu Weiwei have any friends at school? Or, whatever, whatever. ”

"We haven't shown up for so long, and we're also worried, I'm going to make a missing person notice, and if something really happens, it can be regarded as an emergency measure."

My words made Mr. Chen shake his head again.

"If there is one person who has the best relationship with Xu Weiwei, I'm afraid it's only me. She doesn't live in the dormitory. ”

"It's the photo you said, but I still have it."

With that, Mr. Chen turned around and rummaged through the drawer.

After looking for a while, Mr. Chen exclaimed, and then a photo appeared in his hand.

"Found it!"

"I thought I wouldn't find it, but I didn't expect that I still have the photos from three years ago."

Mr. Chen handed us the photo, which was a group photo.

The location taken above the photo is obviously a suburb, and Xu Weiwei's location is the one on the far edge of the last row under the instructions of Mr. Chen.

Xu Weiwei on the picture has a deep bangs, and his hair is long, but his dress is a little plain.

No, it can't be said to be plain, it should be very rustic.

And Xu Weiwei's movements and eyes revealed a very restrained look.

"This was taken when our class went to the countryside for a picnic three years ago, and Xu Weiwei refused to let us take a picture at that time.

"There were fifty-six people in our class, and this was the only group photo."

Teacher Chen said, a smile on his face again.

However, this time the smile was full of happiness, and I thought that it should be a very happy day.

But after Yuyin looked at the photo, she obviously wanted to say something, but I blocked her mouth with a look.

Then I asked.

"Teacher Chen, have you encountered anything strange after the picnic that day?"

"Like you're not feeling well or something?"

Teacher Chen was stunned for a moment when he heard my words, and then shook his head nervously.

"No, we're all fine."

Seeing Mr. Chen's performance, Yuyin and I glanced at each other, and both of us made a decision in our hearts.

Teacher Chen is lying.

But instead of choosing to debunk, we got up and prepared to leave.

"By the way, Mr. Chen, where did Xu Weiwei live in the first place?"

Teacher Chen, who listened to my words, was obviously stunned, and then replied with a smile.

"She lived in the old dorm when she was a freshman, but it burned down, and she's lived outside since."

Teacher Chen once again said a very interesting message, and Yuyin and I looked at each other and chose to leave here.

After leaving the Folklore College, we did not leave the school, but began to look for the dormitory building that Mr. Chen said had caught fire.

And that group photo is already in Yuyin's hands at this moment.

"Did you say they saw the extra person in the photo?"

After looking at the photo for a while, Yuyin asked suspiciously.

I picked up the photo and looked at the figure beside Xu Weiwei, whose hair was so long that it covered his face.

The figure has a strange black color on its body, which is a little difficult to spot when combined with the dimness of the photo at the time.

And, the more I stared at the figure, the more fear grew in my heart.

It was as if the figure was staring at me with its black hair.

"I don't know, but we can't ignore this ghost."

I was furious in my heart, and put this photo with the figure of a female ghost in Yuyin's hands.

Yuyin also put away this photo.

But what we didn't notice was that after we put the photo away, the extra female ghost figure in the photo actually showed a weird smile on the corner of her mouth at this moment.

After putting the photo away, Yuyin looked at me.

"From the moment you saw the picture, your face was sad. Did you find something? ”

Yuyin's words brought me back to reality, who was immersed in thinking.

"Another discovery, that is, the dismembered body we found in Xu Weiwei's house, it is not Xu Weiwei."

"And who will it be?"

Yuyin asked me in surprise.

If that corpse is not Xu Weiwei, then it means that the ghost is probably not Xu Weiwei either.

And who is that corpse? Where did Xu Weiwei go again?

"I don't know, if I'm right, it's not over yet."

"We have to go to Niushou Mountain to find the place where Jiang Ziqing buried the body, and see if Xu Weiwei is dead."

"But now I still have to go and see the dormitory building, and seeing Mr. Chen's silence, I guess something must have happened in that dormitory building. Moreover, that incident has something to do with Xu Weiwei, and I'm afraid it has something to do with the female ghost we saw. ”

……

He Yuyin asked the students on the road all the way.

Since the fire in the dormitory building happened three years ago, it means that the only ones who can remember these things now are the 'seniors' who have been repeated.

So along the way, most of Yuyin and I ended up failing.

But the emperor paid off, and we still found a cleaner who had been working here for five years.

"The fire, you say? Oops, the fire boss. You don't see the children inside, they are all locked in and can't get out. ”