That person's arm strength was very strong, so that Zhang Yingxue and Zou Jiaojiao couldn't break free. Seeing that they were involuntarily dragged to a dark corner, Zhang Yingxue and Zou Jiaojiao only felt very powerless and frightened in their hearts.

"Don't move, it's me. The familiar voice sounded, which made Zhang Yingxue and Zou Jiaojiao's eyes show a suspicious look, but the two of them really obediently let the man take them to the dead corner of the staircase.

Fortunately, the man was also relieved, revealing a face that the two of them were all too familiar with.

"Why are you?" Zhang Yingxue felt incredible.

The person who came was Zhang Xingbao, wearing shorts and a shirt, who seemed to have come out of the bed. Because, Zhang Xingbao is still stepping on slippers.

"Why can't it be me?" Faced with Zhang Yingxue's surprised questioning, Zhang Xingbao said. Then he looked at Zou Jiaojiao again, and said to the two of them: "Don't talk yet, come with me to see the dead people on the mountain?"

Zou Jiaojiao glanced at Zhang Xingbao hesitantly, and couldn't help but say, "It's better to call the police at this time, right?"

"It's okay to call the police, but let's take a look at the person on the back hill first. If you are mistaken, it is not a dead person, how can you say it?" Zhang Xingbao said.

Zou Jiaojiao and Zhang Yingxue also ran out of ideas, and the two glanced at each other and then suppressed all the doubts in their hearts. Zhang Xingbao refused to leave the two of them here, lest there really be some evil ghosts who would attack the two of them.

The bento walked out first, but the cat looked sneaky like a thief.

Zou Jiaojiao's eyes flickered, looking at Zhang Xingbao's brisk steps and light movements, and wondered if this guy was born as a thief.

When he came back to the position close to the girls' dormitory building, Zhang Xingbao beckoned the two of them to hide under the tree, and then he strode towards the back mountain alone.

On the hill behind the girls' dormitory, there are not only flowers and trees, but also garbage thrown by the girls from the upper floors. The environment here is not good, overgrown with weeds and few people come.

The slippers under his feet did not cause much inconvenience to Zhang Xingbao, and he still moved like a rabbit and had a graceful figure. The speed is getting faster and faster, and it is actually a few steps to jump up a steep slope and burrow into the jungle.

Speaking of the jungle, there are actually only a few big trees in the back hill within the wall. If this is not the case, it will not let Zou Jiaojiao and Zhang Yingxue see people hanging on the tree from afar.

The closer he got to the tree where people were hanging, the more vigilant Zhang Xingbao became. I can't say I'm scared, but it's hard to keep my mind calm.

Compared to other people who do not believe in ghosts and gods, he believes in ghosts. I just don't know if the tree is a ghost, or if the person on the tree is a ghost, or if the person on the tree is not a ghost?

Of course, Zou Jiaojiao and Zhang Yingxue have certain suspicions that they are dazzled. After all, some people often fly the clothes blown by the wind as night ghosts, and the sound of night cats crying as ghost babies. After all, they were identified by the faint light of the toilet from a distant position, so they didn't know if it was a person or something hanging from the big tree.

Only Zhang Xingbao dared to be sure that it was a person, and it was a boy.

When I approached the big tree, I could clearly see that a belt was wrapped around the branch and hung around the boy's neck. The boy's death was quite terrifying, and Rao is Zhang Xingbao couldn't help but feel a little chill down his spine. He didn't bat at himself, his eyes staring straight ahead. His face was full of horror, as if he had been stimulated and intimidated before his death. The limbs drooped weakly, fluttering in the wind like a kite...

Zhang Xingbao walked up to the boy and was sure that he was dead, and looked around with his eyes, but there was still no trace of anyone hiding. He had a keen sense of spirituality, and he felt that there was a lot of ghost here. It cannot be ruled out that the ghost of the deceased will be trapped here to bring about the result of ghosts, but Zhang Xingbao believes that only when evil ghosts commit crimes can there be a gust of yin wind.

It is difficult for ordinary people to feel the yin wind, but Zhang Xingbao himself is a cultivator and is very sensitive to the yin wind. Because heaven and earth always have a mighty and righteous qi, only in the underworld will there be yin qi and yin wind. In the world where cultivators live, the yang energy is extremely strong, so the cultivators are particularly sensitive to the yin energy, which is opposed to the yang energy.

The yin qi around the hanged male corpse is very strong, Zhang Xingbao doesn't believe that the person who just died will produce such a strong yin qi, which is almost comparable to the yin qi in the morgue in the hospital.

"Looks like it's really a ghost?" Zhang Xingbao was not sure, he was afraid that his assumptions would be too subjective. At this moment, he couldn't say whether he wanted to commit the crime or not.

You must know that as a cultivator, you always feel useless if you have some skills that are not used to subdue demons and eliminate demons.

However, if it is really an evil ghost, Zhang Xingbao has no ability to really subdue demons and eliminate demons. I can't say that I can't be surrendered by other people's demons...

He didn't hesitate much, no matter whether the perpetrator was a human or a ghost, since he dared to make trouble in his school, it was absolutely unforgivable.

Zhang Xingbao suddenly raised his head, moved his ears and sniffed. Like a wild dog, he closed his eyes and followed the feeling of the yin wind, and he walked where he felt that the yin wind had stayed and that still remained.

Once the weather clears and the time becomes longer, the cloudy winds are destined to dissipate. This is also the reason why Zhang Xingbao didn't let Zou Jiaojiao and Zhang Yingxue call the police, and why he was in a hurry to come to investigate alone.

Finally, Zhang Xingbao came to the place near the girls' downstairs and stopped, then raised his head and looked at the third floor of the girls' dormitory building with a gloomy look.

The reason why his gaze was gloomy was because he couldn't feel the existence of yin qi now. The yin qi was cut off here, but Zhang Xingbao still felt that the yin qi was lingering on the third floor of the girls' dormitory building. But the ghost vision technique was unsuccessful, and Zhang Xingbao couldn't see the abnormality on the third floor of the girls' dormitory building at all. The only thing he could see was an empty corner of space on the third floor.

But his intuition told Zhang Xingbao that there was a pair of eyes staring at him somewhere in this dormitory building.

"Hey... When the ghost art is completed tomorrow, I will come to meet you. Zhang Xingbao, who was depressed in his heart, put down a cruel word, and strode towards the hiding place of Zhang Yingxue and Zou Jiaojiao.

"How is it?" Zou Jiaojiao was still holding her mobile phone in her hand, obviously deciding to call the police.

Zhang Xingbao didn't have a mobile phone, so he nodded and said, "Call the police, let's just say that a male corpse was hanged on the hill behind the girls' dormitory building, and it is very likely that he killed him." ”

The reason why it was judged that he killed him was because Zhang Xingbao didn't think that a boy would run to the back mountain and hang himself. The reason why it was judged that he killed was because why did the person who committed suicide have such a hideous expression on his face?

Moreover, Zhang Xingbao believes that it was actually a ghost killing. It's just that he won't say it anyway. Otherwise, he will be directly imprisoned by the police in a psychiatric hospital.