A year later.

Dachang City, No. 7 Middle School.

The road next to the playground was crowded with many students leaving school, and everyone was walking towards the school gate at the end of the road.

In the crowd, there were some whispering voices.

"Only the older generation is superstitious about these things, but I absolutely don't believe in them."

"That's right, there are too many ghost stories circulating among the people, and they were originally used to scare children, you guys are really inferior."

"This is a real thing, and in recent years, there have been a lot of things that cannot be explained by science, and they have only gradually faded away in recent times. Alas, I was fortunate enough to keep the audio of the website forum that was blocked back then, and people who wanted to listen to it went to my house together. ”

"Damn, the sun is going down, don't talk about this kind of infiltrating thing anymore, I'm afraid."

People come and go, the voices are noisy, and several young people with school bags walk together together, treating the past supernatural events as a topic of gossip.

"I know some new stories, or terrible urban legends from other countries, and even many people have photographed some mysterious phenomena and posted them on the Internet, such as the woman in the painting, the sound of water in the toilet late at night, the devil's game, the cannibalistic wardrobe, ......"

The voice was far away, and it gradually became inaudible.

Under the shade of the trees next to the playground, Wang Shanshan and Miao Xiaoshan held hands, looking at the students who were far away, their faces were a little complicated.

They were admitted to the same university, and they will report to other universities in September this year, and they will leave Dachang City for a while.

Miao Xiaoshan's eyes softened, and he said in a low voice: "Seventh Middle School has opened again, I hope the previous experience will not happen again." ”

Wang Shanshan's eyes were unconsciously full of tears, although she spent three years forcing herself to forget the shadow of the knocker, but when she touched the scene, she recalled the past again, and still couldn't help sobbing.

She choked up and said, "I don't know how everyone is doing, let's call them out to get together before we report." ”

Miao Xiaoshan sighed deeply: "Let Zhang Wei organize a party, he will definitely be willing to do this." ”

She glanced at the sparse crowd on the road, and just when she wanted to comfort Wang Shanshan, a glance at her made her stunned.

That familiar face.

It's him.

"Shanshan, it's Liang Xingyang, it's really him, look at it." Miao Xiaoshan pointed to a young man in a suit and glasses, eagerly pulled Wang Shanshan to look, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Wang Shanshan's eyes were hazy with tears, and she wiped away her tears vigorously, and saw the young man walking in front of her.

You can't be wrong with that face.

And the young people on the road also saw them in the shade of the trees, smiled and walked slowly, and greeted: "It's you, it's really been a long time." ”

Miao Xiaoshan unconsciously grabbed Wang Shanshan and smiled happily: "Maybe it's fate, on the first day of school in the seventh middle school, we met." ”

Wang Shanshan's nose was sour, nodded slightly, and did not speak.

Liang Wensong hesitated for a moment and said, "I heard you say just now, do you still want to meet everyone?" ”

Miao Xiaoshan whispered: "Yes, after three years, we have all grown up, and we don't know if we will have a chance to meet again after going to college, we want to take this opportunity to organize a party and everyone talk." ”

Wang Shanshan's eyelashes moved lightly and said: "Liang Xingyang, we rarely see each other since Yang Jian saved us, and we should thank him again this time." ”

"In this case, it is fate to meet. It just so happens that I'm going to see Yang Jian too, do you want to go together? Liang Wensong lifted his glasses, with a sunny smile on his face.

Although they mistook themselves, this memory is shared, and strictly speaking, there is no barrier in this matter.

"Really? Xiaoshan, let's go. Wang Shanshan pulled her companion and said.

Miao Xiaoshan nodded, he also wanted to see Yang Jian again.

After a while.

Liang Wensong drove the car over and drove Miao Xiaoshan and Wang Shanshan to the outskirts of the city.

On the way, Miao Xiaoshan, who was sitting in the co-pilot, asked casually: "Liang Xingyang, what are you doing at school today?" ”

Wang Shanshan accosted: "It should be the same as us, come and see the seventh middle school before going to college, right?" ”

"Would I be frightened if I said that now that I am the new principal of the seventh middle school and happen to meet you on my way home from work?" Liang Wensong said with a smile.

"No kidding, how is this possible?"

Miao Xiaoshan's expression was a little uncertain, and his eyes were uncertain.

Because she found a detail, she actually saw the shadow of Liang Xingyang's right hand under the sunlight.

She carefully recalled the original experience, obviously when Yang Jian took everyone to leave the Seventh Middle School three years ago, Liang Xingyang inexplicably lost the shadow of his right arm, but she didn't expect the shadow to appear again now.

Did she have a mistake in her memory, or was there something supernatural involved?

This idea appeared and made her a little curious, but it was not appropriate to ask directly.

The car drove for half an hour, and after a bump, it drove up a wide embankment road. The car continued to drive for a few more minutes before slowing down and finally stopping on the side of the road.

"How is this lake bloody?"

Wang Shanshan's eyes stared at the calm blood lake outside the window, her face changed for a while, and she had a bad conjecture.

Miao Xiaoshan looked a little panicked, worried that she would run into a bad classmate: "There are no residential areas nearby, there is no one here, what are you bringing us here for?" ”

"Don't get me wrong. In fact, Yang Jian is at the bottom of the lake. ”

Liang Wensong opened the car door and sighed heavily.

Miao Xiaoshan and Wang Shanshan trembled, incredulous and very surprised: "Yang Jian, dead?" ”

"No, he'll wake up today."

However, at this moment, an abrupt voice sounded.

There was a cold aura around him, and a faint silver light flashed away, and the two of them walked out of the ghost.

Liang Xingyang and Zhang Wei appeared on this section of the embankment road.

"Wang Shanshan! Miao Xiaoshan! You're coming to see Brother Leg, too. Zhang Wei's eyes widened and he immediately waved in greeting.

Wang Shanshan and Miao Xiaoshan leaned together, their expressions were uncertain, their eyes swept over Liang Xingyang and Liang Wensong, and they both realized something at the same time.

Two identical people?

Liang Wensong smiled and said apologetically: "I never said that I was Liang Xingyang, or you can see us as one person." ”

"It's been a long time."

Liang Xingyang showed a smile on his face, said hello to the two former deceased, and then noticed something, and suddenly turned his head to look at the location of the blood lake.

This action attracted everyone and made everyone follow his gaze.

At this time, the scarlet blood lake began to fade strangely, as if the tide was receding, and a large area of scarlet was rapidly fading, leaving only the clear and transparent water.

Whoa......

With the sound of the waves echoing, the lake is no longer so viscous and scarlet.

In the middle of the lake, a few bubbles are gurgling.

Soon.

A young corpse floated up, silently floating on the water.

Even after sinking in the lake for a year, the corpse did not change at all, and it did not even appear swollen.

Ten minutes later, the scarlet of the ghost blood disappeared, and even the cold and damp aura of the ghost lake was dissipating.

The next moment.

The corpse on the surface of the lake suddenly opened its eyes.

After a year of silence, Yang Jian finally fused with the bus ghosts, and successfully controlled the blood lake to stabilize the supernatural balance.

He stood up from the surface of the lake, and the first thing he saw was a group of people on the embankment road, and he couldn't help but smile.

He walked out of the lake and came to the old man.

"Brother Leg, you finally woke up, it's not in vain that I played games with you all night for a year." Zhang Wei exclaimed excitedly.

Wang Shanshan and Miao Xiaoshan were shocked by the way Yang Jian appeared, and unconsciously called out Yang Jian's name.

Liang Wensong smiled and said, "Yang Jian, congratulations on your successful return." ”

"It's not easy to come back to life."

Yang Jian's consciousness returned, moved his slightly stiff body, and nodded at everyone.

Liang Xingyang smiled and said: "Today, the old people meet, let's find a suitable place to catch up with the old again." ”

With the faint silver light emerging, everyone's figures disappeared on this embankment road, leaving only the pale golden sunset light between heaven and earth.

(End of book)

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