The glass that fell from a high altitude penetrated the body and was directly inserted into the ground, and the body of the little boy was kneeling on the opposite side. His face was almost split in half. He opened his eyes and looked at me in horror.
The scene is horrifying and unusual.
"Fuck!" The old man who was still eating suddenly jumped up on the ground and looked outside with a look of disbelief.
Obviously, he did not expect that Xiao Pingtou, who was still calling him a brother just now, would die so miserably the next moment.
A ghost floated out of Xiao Pingtou's body, swaying slightly, looking up at me, and seemed to want to come over, but for some reason, it seemed as if a force was tearing him apart, causing him to fly upward.
Xiao Pingtou is already dead and can't die anymore. What floated out just now is his soul. He wants to find me because I am a yinsha. He can feel it, but what is the power that pulls him up?
Oh shit!
Seeing this situation, I couldn't help but cursed in my heart. It was obvious that someone was trying to steal the business. He wanted to take away the ghost of Xiao Ping Tou!
Taking away the ghost soul in front of me, a shady villain, is simply an insult to me. I absolutely cannot bear this.
"Your grandma's!"
I cursed, and then opened my palm to the ghost of the little crew chief, and the underworld door suddenly appeared under the ghost of the crew chief.
The Yin Gate appeared, and an invisible and powerful force immediately absorbed the ghost of Xiao Pingtou. Although the force pulling him upward was not small, there was no opponent of the Yin Gate, because the power there came from the entire Yin Gate.
In the underworld, no one or existence can compete.
After putting Xiao Pingtou's soul into the vagina, I raised my head and glanced upward. Of course I couldn't see anything, but I vaguely felt that this matter must have something to do with the hiding Li Ji, because I saw
Passing that painting, the little crew cut in the painting was dead like this, exactly like the scene in front of me.
At this time, someone discovered Xiao Pingtou's body outside, and screams kept ringing. I knew that Lao Dao and I were not part of the school, so we couldn't go out. I'm afraid we might get in trouble when the real police came.
trouble.
However, the death of Xiao Pingtou should be an accident no matter how you look at it. The police should not search or anything. The owner of this room is dead, and it is estimated that no one will come here. It is just right for me and Lao Dao to hide here.
Not long after, the police came in. They sealed off the scene first, and then loaded Xiao Pingtou's body into the car. This was a school after all, and it would be too easy to leave a body here, and a body that died so miserably.
The students panicked.
After handling all this, the police went upstairs to check a few more times, probably to confirm whether it was an accident. I know they couldn't see anything at all. The death of Xiao Pingtou was not an accident, but the murderer was not a human, but a ghost.
, the police couldn’t find out at all.
Sure enough, the police who went up came down soon and left. I knew they would definitely think it was an accident.
"Boss, does the death of that little flathead have something to do with that ghost?" The old man asked me with his face turning pale. It was obvious that the tragic death of the little flathead made him a little scared.
"That ghost should have done it." I said to the old Taoist.
But looking at Lao Dao, I suddenly felt a little awkward, because the Li Ji I saw in that room had painted two paintings, one of which was of a small crew cut, and the other was of Lao Dao!
The line of text about Xiao Pingtou's tragic death is exactly the same as the one in that painting, so what about the old man?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little strange in my heart. If ghosts want to kill people, they are doing harm to others. Xiaopingtou's death is considered normal. The only thing that is abnormal is the painting I saw, because that painting is too similar to the current scene.
, or a prophecy.
This is impossible. How can a ghost predict unknown things? But the death of Xiao Pingtou is the same as that in the painting. Could it be that the ghost has seen this scene in advance, or that he is planning all this?
Under control of everything, let the story develop in the direction he expected.
First it evaded my tracking, and then it caused Xiao Pingtou to die tragically. This ghost seems to be very powerful.
I have already been mentally prepared for encountering powerful ghosts, so I am not afraid. But what puzzles me the most is that Li Cui has only been dead for three months. How could he become so powerful?
There is no way that the ghost has become so powerful in just three months. Something must have happened.
But what could happen?
There are no answers to these questions yet, at least not until I control Li Ji's ghost.
"Look boss, it's that kid." At this time, the old man suddenly pointed out the window and said to me.
I followed his hand and saw a student outside, with the collar of his school uniform pulled high, his neck hunched and his head lowered, walking towards the back. It was that student who was already dead, but he didn't know that he was
The dead Wang Yuhang!
That person was Wang Yuhang, walking hurriedly behind the Wang Dormitory Building.
Lao Dao and I looked at each other, quickly walked out of the room, and followed him quietly.
It is already afternoon, other students are in class, and the entire dormitory building is quiet. This Wang Yuhang has not gone to the classroom, but has been staying in the dormitory. What is he going to do now?
Lao Dao and I followed him and watched him walk to the playground behind the dormitory building, then cross the playground and go straight to the school wall. He climbed over the wall with just a slight jump.
"Fuck, this kid knows how to do Qing Kung Fu!" Seeing Wang Yuhang jump out easily, the old Taoist cursed in surprise.
I know that this is basically a matter of his Qinggong skills, but that he is already dead and not human at all, so he is able to do things that normal people cannot do.
I greeted the old man and asked him to follow me quickly, but when I turned my head, I was shocked!
At this time, Lao Dao was standing on the edge of the basketball court, with the basketball stand not far behind him. This scene made my eyes shrink, because I had seen this picture before, in that Li Ji's picture book!
The only difference is that the basketball stand in the painting is about to fall over and hit the old man on the head.
At this time, a gust of wind blew by, and the originally stable basketball stand shook a few times, but the veteran next to him didn't notice it at all.
I knew something was wrong, so I didn't even have time to remind him, so I rushed towards Lao Dao. At this time, the basketball hoop shook a few times, finally tilted down, and hit Lao Dao on the head.
Seeing me rushing towards him, the old man was so frightened that he froze and had no idea what I was going to do.
"You...what's wrong with you, boss?" the old man asked me.
I didn't have time to explain to him now, so I opened my hands and hugged him, and then rolled him out the moment the basketball hoop fell down.
In desperation, I used a lot of force, and I knocked the old man directly to the ground. The guy was as thin as a mantis with his ribs, and I almost knocked him off his back.
"Damn it, boss, you're going to throw me to death!" The veteran underneath him screamed.
Then a louder dull sound came from behind. I knew that the basketball stand had fallen. It was originally going to hit Lao Dao, but now it was empty.
I breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and looked at the heavy basketball stand. If I hadn't pushed Lao Dao away just now, this thing would have hit him directly. Being hit by such a heavy thing, Lao Dao would probably have died.
It's gone.
"F*ck... Ouch, f*ck!" The old man who got up from the ground looked at the fallen basketball stand with a look of horror on his face and cold sweat on his head.
Obviously, he knew that if it hadn't been for me just now, he would probably have died.
"What the hell is going on?" The old Taoist wiped the sweat from his head and asked me.
This basketball stand is an old basketball stand from the past. It must be some years old. It is not the new one that is directly fixed in the concrete. Instead, it is welded with steel pipes and placed directly on the court. It is extremely heavy, not to mention this basketball stand.
The four corners are pressed with stones, which are very strong, and it is impossible for ordinary wind to blow it over.
But now that it has fallen down, even a fool can see that there is definitely something wrong with it!
"It's that ghost. He wants to harm you. I saw this scene yesterday." I briefly told the old man what I saw yesterday.
After hearing what I said, the old Taoist jumped up on the ground and cursed loudly: "Damn it, you little brat, what did grandpa do to you? How dare you harm grandpa like this!"
He cursed a lot, then looked at me and asked a little strangely: "Boss, why do you think he didn't harm you, but specifically harmed me? It was you who went up with him yesterday."
"Maybe it's because you're ugly and that thing doesn't appeal to you," I said.
After hearing my words, the old Taoist was choked and speechless. He held it in for a long time before he said: "Fuck you, being ugly is also a sin." The old Taoist almost cried.
I smiled. What I said just now was just a joke. Of course, that ghost would not harm people because of my appearance. The reason why it didn’t choose me was probably because the ghost could see that I was not easy to deal with. Pick up the persimmons.
If you pinch it softly, then you can only be an experienced person.
"What should we do? Should we pursue him?" the old man asked me as he glanced at the wall.
I shook my head. That Wang Yuhang had probably disappeared a long time ago. Even if he chased him now, he probably wouldn't be able to catch up. Moreover, although it would be easier for us to go out, it would be troublesome if we came in at night. We should stay in school now.
.
The basketball stand fell down and there was a lot of commotion. I expected someone would come soon, so I quickly took the old man back to Li Cui's dormitory.
In the evening, after school, the students all ate in the cafeteria. The little crew chief was dead, so of course no one would bring us food anymore, so we had to go hungry.
After waiting for a few more hours, it was getting dark. At 9:30, the lights in the entire dormitory building began to turn off, and the students went to bed and began to sleep.
Lao Dao and I waited inside for a while, and we didn't come out until after ten o'clock and after the dormitory manager had completed the inspection.
Looking at the dark dormitory building, I am a little confused, because I don't know where the ghost is hiding now, so I can only find it slowly, but I have made up my mind to kill that guy no matter what today.
Find it out.
Just when I was about to go upstairs, the old man suddenly pulled my sleeves and pulled me to squat in the corner.
I followed his hand and saw a dark shadow flashing past the door. Someone walked around the dormitory's room, hunched over like a cat and walked toward the stairs.
The man's eyes flashed in the darkness, it was Wang Yuhang who sneaked out during the day.
At this time, Wang Yuhang was hunched over and holding a dark object in his hand, which looked like a plastic bag with something bulging inside.
Lao Dao and I hid in the corner and looked at him strangely, wondering what he bought after running out.
Wang Yuhang easily bypassed the dormitory's room, walked directly in, and then walked up the stairs without making any sound.
I made a gesture to the old man, and then the two of us quietly followed Wang Yuhang, walking up step by step with him.
Wang Yuhang didn't stop all the way, and came directly to the corner of the stairs on the top floor. The iron door had been closed by the dormitory during the day, but Wang Yuhang came to the front, rummaged around on his body, and then took out a bunch of keys. The next second
He unlocked the lock and opened the door.
Looking at the scene in front of me, I couldn't help but frown. It turns out that he also has the key here!
