"Some people use physics to drive away ghosts, and some use chemistry to drive away ghosts. Now the exercise book left by the former building director tells me that mathematics can also drive away ghosts. Is he implying to me that knowledge is power?"
The big-headed boy has been attracted to the homework book, and the blood vessels on his head slowly returned to normal, and he no longer resisted violently.
Under the dim light, a very hard-working child fought hard in the sea of questions. If it weren't for the strong smell of corpses emanating from his body, this scene would have been very inspiring to anyone who saw it.
Han Fei sat next to the boy. After the boy's self-consciousness was completely absorbed in the cursed homework, he tried to ask again.
"May I have your name?"
"Datou, my classmates call me Datou." The male student seemed to be muttering to himself, his eyes always staring at the homework book.
"You lived with this life before, right? What's your impression of that child? Has he ever bullied you?"
"I don't like him. He always tells some scary stories. Even when he dreams at night, he talks in his sleep."
"Talking in sleep? Do you remember what he said?" Han Fei was very curious.
"He said that we are all dead. He said that the school is full of ghosts. He also said that a butterfly flew into a certain student's head. That student will make it impossible for us to become ghosts. We must find that student quickly.
That’s all.”
"Do you believe what he said?"
"I didn't believe it at first, but then I also saw ghosts in school. There are really many ghosts hidden there!" Han Fei's question seemed to make him think of something bad, and he became excited again.
He got up and almost broke free from the curse's control.
"It seems that Jin Sheng and Jin Sheng are the same person, and his personality has not changed at all. He still likes to tell some very scary stories, but in reality what he tells is just a 'story'. Here he tells all facts.
.”
Han Fei came to the hotel mainly to look for the fire dragon, and to find out the news about this life was purely an unexpected gain.
Instead of provoking Datou any more, Han Fei continued to wait until the hotel matter was settled, and then took Datou and his mother back to Xingfu Community.
Looking around, Han Fei found a photo frame on the boy's desk.
In the photo frame is a family photo of a family of three. The boy's head in the photo is not that big.
"Is that middle-aged man your father?"
"Well, my dad works elsewhere, but he loves me and my mom very much and calls us every night."
"Another phone call?" Han Fei stood up and walked towards the phone on the bedside table, but as soon as he started, the door to room 301 opened.
Datou's mother walked in anxiously: "Teacher Meng, how is my child's condition? Is there any hope?"
"Didn't you hide behind the door and hear the conversation between me and the child? Why do you still ask questions knowingly?" Han Fei smiled faintly: "Your child will become like this, and he has nothing to do with that student called Jin Sheng.
It has a lot to do with it, I will help you investigate it clearly."
"Thank you, Teacher Meng!"
"If you really think about your child, it's best not to stay in a hotel. This place is a mixed bag, which can easily affect your child's study. I suggest you rent a room in the Xingfu Community across the road. The community has a good environment and residents
The quality is also high, which will be very beneficial to the children’s future growth.”
"I'll think about it." As soon as the woman agreed, the phone on the bedside table rang.
Hearing the ringing of the phone, the woman who had been frowning suddenly showed a smile of expectation. She did not shy away from Han Fei and ran directly to the bedside and answered the phone: "Husband, you haven't called me tonight. I'm almost going to die."
I’m worried to death.”
"The police are very strict in their investigation. I dare not call you casually. You have been staying in that hotel recently. Don't wander around. I will pick you up soon."
"Okay, you should also pay attention to safety."
"Is my son feeling better? Does he still have a headache?"
"My feeling got worse again, but I found a kind-hearted teacher who was willing to help me."
"Don't trust others easily. Have you forgotten why I was framed as a murderer? Hang up, take care of yourself."
The man on the other side of the phone seemed to notice something and quickly hung up the phone.
"Did that call just now from the child's father?" Han Fei asked nonchalantly.
"Well... the child's father is doing business outside and is quite busy."
"You can't neglect your family when you are busy. You parents should really spend some time with your children." Han Fei kept talking about family and education. The woman nodded after hearing his words.
"It's getting late, I should go back."
"Teacher Meng, go slowly." The woman personally walked Han Fei to the door.
Walking out of Room 301, Han Fei went through everything he had just seen in his mind: "The woman is lying. Her husband should be a fugitive and has been avoiding the police. But the question is why does his husband know the hotel's phone number?
Is his husband also hiding in the hotel?"
"I just invited the woman to leave with her children, and my husband called me right away. This is not a coincidence."
Han Fei silently glanced around. There seemed to be something in the hotel that had been staring at him.
"Does the husband who called me have to be the real husband? Could it be a call from some ghost in the hotel?"
After thinking about it carefully, Han Fei discovered that there was a big problem with the phone number in this hotel.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw the store owner wearing a raincoat talking to his wife on the phone. After entering the room, he received a distress call from a strange woman. Later, he found that the woman in room 301 also kept in touch with her husband through the phone.
"If all the guests in the hotel are puppets, then the phone is the line connecting them. Is it the ghost who made the call who bewitched them?"
Han Fei noticed something was wrong with the tenants in the hotel. He had been trying to find the reason behind it, and now he was slowly narrowing his target.
Looking at the room at the end of the corridor on the third floor, Han Fei moved.
Yinglong stayed in room 304, and he hasn't come back until now. There must be something hidden in that room.
There was a musty smell in the dark corridor. Just when Han Fei walked past the door of Room 302, the door next to him suddenly opened, and a fat arm stretched out from the gap in the door panel.
The other party seemed to have been waiting for a long time, so she grabbed Han Fei.
"It was the fat woman who threw the flowerpot at me!"
Han Fei, who had ten physical strength, could not resist in front of the woman, and his body was dragged into the house little by little.
"My strength is still too weak."
The gap in the door panel opened wider and wider, and the woman's heavily made-up face appeared behind the door. She was chewing a bone in her mouth and looking at Han Fei with an extremely scary look.
"If you enter this place, you will die sooner or later. It is better to die in my hands." The fat on her face trembled with excitement. The woman was much stronger than Han Fei. She was about to drag Han Fei into the house.
, suddenly used all his strength!
Han Fei didn't expect that the other party had hidden his strength before. He was caught off guard and was dragged into room 302.
The reinforced room door slowly closed, and the last trace of light disappeared in Han Fei's eyes.
"This crossroads comes and goes, and countless people pass by it every day, but you are different from them. When I saw you for the first time, I really wanted to kill you. I couldn't control that impulse.
, I feel that the blood splashing on your body is more beautiful than all of them!" Tenant 302's mouth cracked open, revealing his brown teeth.
Han Fei fell to the ground without saying a word, as if he was frightened.
"So cute, I really want to kill you! I will kill you little by little, and I will extend the process to a whole day! No, I am a little reluctant, I will kill you slowly over a week
." Tenant 302 opened the drawer and took out a whole box of thin blades. She smiled excitedly.
"Start with the calves first. You won't be able to run away." Tenant 302 was trembling with fat. She walked towards Han Fei with the blade that was completely inconsistent with her body shape: "I will cut it very clean."
The woman rolled up her sleeves, and Han Fei saw the black and red butterfly scars on the woman's wrists.
"Why do these crazy guys seem to have butterfly marks?"
Han Fei was still lying on the ground. He was in shock and watched the woman walking step by step.
Tenant 302 was much stronger than Han Fei. When she discovered that Han Fei did not carry any dangerous items, she laughed even more unscrupulously.
Her thick arms grabbed Han Fei's calf. When she was about to drag Han Fei into the kitchen, Han Fei, who collapsed on the ground, burst out with unprecedented strength.
He used the secret to touch the depths of the soul and kicked the tenant in the stomach with his foot.
When the tenant felt the pain and bent over, Han Fei took out the blood-red paper man from the inventory and stuffed it directly into the tenant's mouth!
"cry!"
The child in the altar appeared above the woman's head at some point. The child's hands made the woman confused, and the paper man who had just been put into the tenant's mouth seemed to come to life.
Blood vessels pierced the body of tenant 302, and then the bloody paper man full of cracks disappeared!
Tenant 302 fell to her knees in pain. She squeezed her throat desperately, but she couldn't make any sound or spit out anything.
Soon her body began to swell irregularly. She wanted to use her last strength to attack Han Fei, but the thin black figure sitting on her neck kept interfering with her judgment.
Tenant 302 was like a wild beast that had lost its mind, banging against the furniture around her wildly. She was frightened, and soon she began to vomit black blood, which was filled with pieces of paper.
Ten minutes later, the body of tenant 302 turned pale. When the last trace of blood disappeared, she collapsed in the middle of the house like a paper doll that had been sucked dry.
A strange rustling sound sounded, and a hand slowly reached out from the tenant's heart. The blood-red paper man staggered out of the tenant's body. When it saw Han Fei, it smiled happily, and then shook its body towards Han Fei.
Not coming.
"Is this an F-class cursed object?"
Han Fei felt creepy just watching from the side. He was now glad that the paper man's self-awareness had been shattered.
Reaching out to put the bloody paper man back into the inventory, Han Fei found that there were fewer cracks on the paper man's body. The flesh, flesh and ghost seemed to help the paper man recover from his injuries quickly.
"The cursed object is more terrifying and difficult to deal with than I imagined."
Looking at the tenants on the ground, Han Fei originally wanted to ask them some questions.
"Don't feel wronged. It was you who attacked me first."
Han Fei closed the tenant's wide eyes. When he touched the tenant's skin, he didn't feel any elasticity. It felt like touching a piece of white paper.
This chapter has been completed!