"Do you want to chase down?" asked Zhang Ju.

Although there is something wrong with a scholar, he is a scholar after all.

The junior class of USTC can be called the Whampoa Military Academy of China's academic elite. From Zhuang Dawei (pseudonym), the youngest Chinese academician of the American Academy of Sciences, Zhang Daqin, president of Baidu, to Harvard professor Yin Daxi, who broke the Chinese age record and was promoted, Lu Datian, who invented the atomic trap tracking analysis method, Qin Dachang, who discovered the world's smallest carbon nanotube, and Guo Daqu, CEO of Lanting Jishi, at present, more than 70% of the alumni of the junior class are active in the fields of economy, IT, finance, and manufacturing at home and abroad, and one-third of them have obtained doctoral degrees, and they generally make remarkable achievements at the age of 30.

After knowing that he had such a powerful background, Zhang Ju didn't want him to have an accident in his jurisdiction.

"No need. Let's go back!" he helped his glasses and regained his composure.

He ran around studying studies that were not famous and unprofitable, not to make people think they were crazy. Instead, he wants everyone to get back to normal, just like seventy percent of his alumni.

Lin Feng left, definitely not a deserter. It's the phone that rings twice.

Although the phone was not answered, Lin Feng's heart was beating uneasily. Faced with this uneasiness, he went out to make a phone call. But the phone couldn't get through, so he decided to go, and he hadn't seen Zhao Ya for a long time.

However, before Lin Feng arrived, if there was anything, they could only carry it themselves.

"Who are you calling?"

Back at the time of the pottery call, Jiang Xiaozhu interrupted her call.

"Of course it's Lin Feng, you don't use it at all. Tao Yi said.

Jiang Xiaozhu sat up angrily, looked at Tao Zhi's phone and said, "Then you have to be careful." You actually used Tao Tao's phone. If he asks you, why is Tao Tao's phone number here? ”

"What how to answer. Tao Tao is my niece. What's wrong with her phone?"

"Not much. It's just that he wants to ask Tao Tao again how is it? Is it home? I want to talk to Tao Tao, what should I do?" Jiang Xiaozhu said again.

"What else can I do? Tao Tao went to her teacher's house. Do you want me to rush to her teacher's house overnight?"

"Alas, the leader said a word, the little soldier broke his leg!" Jiang Xiaozhu not only did not comfort the pottery, but said deeply.

Hiss-

He said so. Of course, the pottery doesn't call. Not only hung up, but also shut down.

"Then why do you say that it looks small on the outside, but it is big on the inside? Tao Yi hung up the phone and asked Jiang Xiaozhu.

Jiang Xiaozhu said: "This is not simple. Illusion, the illusion of the eyes......

In short, the human eye sees too many big things, and then looks at ordinary things, and it becomes smaller. ”

"Why is it so quiet in that room?" asked the potter again.

"The house is quiet, and the sound insulation is good. If you want to hear the sound, just open the window. ”

In order to prove his words, Jiang Xiaozhu got out of bed and went to open the window.

The windows look new, but I don't know why. It was rotten to the touch, full of rust and unknown dust. The choked Jiang Xiaozhu coughed straight.

"Okay, it's open. ”

After coughing, he immediately said. Eager to prove themselves.

However, it is also very quiet outside.

In particular, the windbreak planted in the cemetery stands silently.

The original sound of the wind and the sound of birds seemed to be swallowed by it, and only a few bird whimpering sounds, which seemed to be the last struggle of life, diffused from time to time in the empty air with the smell of blood. It seems to be a cry for help before death.

Dark clouds obscured the moon, and in the final stages of brewing, the whole land was shrouded in darkness, and the original fangs and claws of the woods were soaked in a dead light. It seems so depressed and powerless. Suddenly, a ray of light shot through the night sky and was reflected in the pupils of a bird, and then. The dark clouds slowly began to withdraw from the sky, and little by little, the moon appeared, and the moon was red. A blood-soaked red

"Wait a minute, wait a minute. Jiang Xiaozhu laughed dryly, and said in his heart: Why does it seem to be more terrifying.

I haven't finished thinking about it yet. Suddenly, the wind whimpering in my ears, like a resentful spirit, tore at the rotten window lattice, "squeaking", and I don't know when a jackdaw came to the eaves with a sad cry, as if to tell everything that happened here.

Suddenly, the ancient bell rang "Dang, Dang, Dang......".

The bell rang 12 times in a row, and it felt like the sound of death, the call of death.

"It's the clock in the duty room. What is Uncle Liu thinking? How can it be set at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night? Through the doors and windows, the pottery saw the big clock where the duty room was located.

"Close the window, let's rest! It's twelve o'clock. Tao Yi said.

No sound, horror. This has a sound that is even more terrifying.

The pottery saw the big clock in the duty room, the ancient color, it was almost like it was constantly soaked in the Shura Purgatory Slaughterhouse.

The long hour and minute hands, scarlet and dazzling, were like two sharp swords that wanted to pierce people's hearts.

The stench of corpses was in the air, mixed with the enchanting aroma...... It's the flowers on the table.

Pottery doesn't care about the big one.

She hurriedly ran to the bed, and said in her heart: This person didn't come, and he couldn't stand the smell, so let's wait for tomorrow!

The pottery made such an excuse for himself and lay in bed.

Jiang Xiaozhu saw that she was so scared, and said in her heart: Why bother! Tossing, tossing, isn't it fun?

Close the window again, and Jiang Xiaozhu went to turn off the lights.

"Don't turn off the lights. Tao Yi said.

"Okay!" Jiang Xiaozhu didn't insist and fell asleep on the bed.

However, the pottery could not sleep. I don't know if it's because the window is opened, but this room is not soundproof.

The sound of the gears of the big clock and the sound of the wind outside...... All affect the sleep of pottery.

Tossing and turning, I couldn't sleep, and had to sit up.

"When-"

It was as if she had a mental feeling, and the moment she sat up, the bell rang again.

"Ahh

"What's wrong again?" asked Jiang Xiaozhu, who was woken up from his sleep by yelling.

Potter said, "The bell, the bell is ringing again." "She was scared.

"It's an old-fashioned grandfather clock, half an hour, and on the hour, it goes to tell the time. Jiang Xiaozhu explained.

"What? You mean, it rings every half hour? and how do you sleep?" asked the potter.

"There's a way!"

I saw Jiang Xiaozhu take out a medicine bottle and two stoppers from the side pocket of his backpack.

He poured two pills out of the medicine bottle. Pour it into the cap and say to the potter, "Give." ”

"What is this?" asked the potter.

"Sleeping pills with earplugs. In the past, I went to some unsafe places. Scared, unable to sleep, all rely on them. Jiang Xiaozhu said.

"Hmm. Pottery took the medicine, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "But what if I fall asleep and encounter something?"

"You mean ghosts?"

Jiang Xiaozhu smiled: "Don't worry! Don't say that this is domestic." Even if there are really ghosts, their power is also very small. I haven't heard of it, don't do bad things, and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. As long as you sleep well, ghosts can't affect your brain waves, and they can't actually do anything about you. ”

"Ah-yes. So sleepy!"

The pottery's head was heavy, like a rusty gear, and it couldn't turn no matter how it turned.

"If you're sleepy, go to sleep!" Jiang Xiaozhu gave her earplugs and helped her lie down.

"What a good woman! It's just a little annoying!" Jiang Xiaozhu said to himself.

"Ahh

He was also sleepy. Leave the pottery and go turn off the lights.

"I can finally sleep. With the lights turned off, he lay down on the bed and didn't want to move anymore.

I don't know how long I slept.

Outside the door. I heard the footsteps of "step, step, step" approaching

"Who?"

Jiang Xiaozhu muttered, and there was no sound outside.

Jiang Xiaozhu slept again. But the footsteps came again.

"Who?"

There was no sound again.

Sleeping again, the voice came again.

Jiang Xiaozhu was so angry that he got out of bed. Open the door. "Who?"

No one, not a single person. Including Uncle Liu is also gone.

This made Jiang Xiaozhu's heart chill. He hurried back to the house, shook the pottery, and said, "Wake up." Wake up, did you hear anything?"

But people who take sleeping pills wake up so easily, and after shaking for a long time, no one wakes up.

"Why did you sleep so dead!" Jiang Xiaozhu said helplessly.

He got up and picked up his backpack and said to the potter, "Something is wrong here if the gentleman doesn't stand under the wall! Tomorrow at dawn, I will come to pick you up. ”

Is this going to get rid of the pottery and escape alone?

"Scum, scum, you dare to leave my sister, I have to pester you for the rest of my life!"

There was also a man in the house. No, it's a ghost. Looking at his appearance, he is somewhat similar to pottery, this ghost should be pottery's brother.

The ghost water that the pottery bought was not fake at all, but she forgot one thing, that is, she couldn't see ghosts.

Holding the ghost water, so casually splashing, she wants to splash the ghost? This is clearly hitting the luck!

If that's okay, what kind of ghost water do you use, you just can't just hit it. If you're lucky, won't you just see it?

Oh, by the way, this kind of thing is not called good luck, but should be called mildew star Gao Zhao.

In a word, she didn't splash her brother. When she turned to descend the mountain, her brother's ghost had just appeared.

Just like Jiang Xiaozhu said, one country, two systems! There are no ghosts in the country.

This is not allowed, it doesn't mean that people really fart when they die, it's gone.

There are people like that, when a person doesn't believe in the soul, doesn't believe in reincarnation. Then the death of this person is that the person dies like a lamp going out, and the soul turns into a spiritual son, and is directly reincarnated. You don't have to go through Yin Si, Meng Po soup or anything at all.

After all, the existence of Yin Si is not the law of heaven and earth, but the Hou Tu Niang Niang felt the disrespect for the soul of the wilderness, killed and used it at will, and was compassionate, and forcibly transformed Yin Si with her own law of mana.

Her original intention was just to provide a shelter for her soul that would not be refined and destroyed by the powerful cultivators.

Since it is a shelter, it is natural to give up memory (drink Meng Po soup), otherwise all hide in the Yin Division to cultivate. After cultivating, go back and take revenge. This is definitely against the original intention of Hou Tu Niang.

This is where people's grievances come from before they die.

Because her original intention is like this, in modern times, people don't go through Yin Si after death, and she doesn't have any intention of making a move-

Thanks to "Nineteen Squares" for the tip (to be continued.) )