"Are you a new student?" Seeing Li Wuji coming to register, Teacher Liang asked a little bit strangely: "Is that girl just now your little girlfriend?"
"No, at least not now." Li Wuji shook his head and handed over his student ID card, "My name is Li Wuji, and I am here to live on campus..."
"Oh, Li Wuji?" Teacher Liang waved his hand and interrupted him, "Well, I have already explained your matter to me. Hey, here is your room card and key. Room No. 518. That's it.
The eighteenth room from the left on the fifth floor."
"518? Why room 518?" Li Wuji had attended here for a few days and knew that room 518 was very unusual. "Are there no other rooms in the school?"
"This is arranged by Principal Yang. Why, do you have any objections?" Teacher Liang glared at Li Wuji and said sinisterly.
"Principal Yang?" When Li Wuji heard that it was arranged by Principal Yang, he suddenly realized, hum! If he hadn't been extraordinary, he would have really stumped him, "Okay, okay, 518 is 518, isn't it just haunted?"
What's the big deal"
Seeing Li Wuji reaching out to take the room card and key in a nonchalant manner, Teacher Liang was a little surprised, "Huh? Li Wuji, you know there is a haunted place, how dare you go there?"
"What if I don't go? I can't sleep in the open on the playground!" In fact, of course Li Wuji has other options, such as reporting to his superiors and asking for a room change, such as staying in a hotel outside, such as... If he is really afraid of ghosts, he is really afraid of ghosts.
You can sleep on the playground
But..., are you afraid of ghosts? What a joke! You are a ghost, so what ghosts are you afraid of?
"Uh..., alas! Do you really want to live there?" Teacher Liang sighed heavily after speaking, with a hint of sadness in his expression, "It is said that a girl's voice is heard in that room every midnight.
She will cry, and she will talk in your ear and tell some weird things."
"Well, thank you, Teacher Liang, for reminding me. I have heard what you said." Li Wuji said and smiled, with a hint of impatience in his bitter smile. "However, after such a long time, the female ghost may have left."
Maybe, besides, I don’t seem to have a choice now.”
"Do you know why it's haunted there?"
Hearing Teacher Liang's question, Li Wuji was stunned. Teacher Liang was said to be taciturn and withdrawn for many years, never saying a word to anyone. Why is he so abnormal today?
This is a bit weird
Thinking of this, Li Wuji nodded calmly, "It is said that many years ago, a girl was killed there. She may have been wronged and her ghost still lingers!"
"Well, not bad." Teacher Liang closed his glasses and paused for a moment before opening them. Seeing that Li Wuji wanted to leave, he pointed to the chair opposite and said calmly: "Sit down and I'll tell you something."
story"
"Tell... tell a story?" This sentence really surprised Li Wuji, but when he saw the other party's serious expression, he held back his surprise, calmed down, and asked cautiously: "It's... about that woman
Ghost story?”
"Well, it's a long story. It's been twenty-one years." Teacher Liang shook his head slightly, as if he wanted to get rid of some painful memories. "At that time, this dormitory was still a girls' dormitory.
And the blue building over there is the boys’ dormitory…”
Ah? Such a thing actually happened? Why did the male and female dormitory buildings have to be switched? Li Wuji was very curious, but after thinking about it, he soon understood that this dormitory building must have been haunted at the beginning, and the girls were too timid to move there.
This dormitory was changed to a dormitory for boys, but even so, no one dared to sleep in dormitory No. 518 where the incident occurred.
"Twenty-one years ago, a beautiful girl moved into the girls' dormitory No. 518. Her name is Zhu Xiaoying." Teacher Liang ignored the changes on Li Wuji's face and was immersed in the distant past. "Zhu Xiaoying's
Her home is far away from the city and she is very poor, so she usually doesn't even go home on weekends and stays alone in this empty building."
"Fortunately, Zhu Xiaoying has a playmate who grew up with her and came here to go to school with her. The playmate's name is Wenshan, a boy. In fact, the two of them were childhood sweethearts. However, due to their age at the time,
It’s too small, it’s just not made public.”
"This night, it was the weekend again," Teacher Liang said, the corners of his eyes suddenly trembled, and his hands trembled slightly, "The boy named Wenshan took advantage of the teacher who managed the dormitory to sneak into the girls' dormitory unprepared.
Dormitory, to accompany his beloved girl"
"But this night, disaster suddenly befell the two of them. A legendary perverted murderer sneaked into the dormitory building and visited their simple, temporary home of gentleness...
"The perverted murderer was ferocious and cruel. After torturing them for two hours until they were about to die, he gave the two a chance to survive and let them use a hammer, scissors, and paper guessing game to decide their own life and death, and the winner.
Live, and the loser dies. He wants two people who love each other to watch each other die in front of him.
"But Wenshan and Zhu Xiaoying were childhood sweethearts. Neither of them could bear to let the other die in front of them. In the end, they secretly decided to fight at the same time and go to hell together."
"Ah~" Even though Li Wuji was calm and determined, he couldn't help but be moved by the unfortunate lovers after hearing this, "Then... what happened next?"
"Then?" Teacher Liang glanced at Li Wuji expressionlessly and said coldly: "Later, the boy lived and the girl died."
"Uh..." Li Wuji couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the result, and even a little stunned, "How could it be like this? Could it be..."
"Not bad!" Teacher Liang's forehead had veins popping out, his face was distorted, and with a strong right hand, he broke the pen in his palm into two pieces, "Because they didn't punch as agreed, the boy punched with scissors, and the girl punched with paper."
"Ah?" Li Wuji exclaimed again, "This...why is this?"
"Yes? Why is this?" Teacher Liang paused for a moment, then returned to his usual indifference and became calm, "According to the classmates who lived in that dormitory later, the female ghost would do it every midnight.
I asked this question in his ear, 'Guess, why did the boy produce scissors and the girl produced cloth in the end?'"