"Oh, what a crappy song, the first one you... the second one... you can't even sing children's songs like this," Liu Ziyi would have had the CD turned on if Wu Dazhi hadn't insisted on listening to it.
"Teacher Wu, do you have a problem listening to this music?" Unlike Liu Ziyi's scolding, the department head Hong was more interested in whether this thing was dangerous.
"How should I say this..." Faced with Hong's questioning, Wu Dazhi was a little confused: "Actually, the things that are comfortable on this machine have been released, and we listened to this song again, which means we have entered into a contract with it. We have to find the people who are sung in the song,"
When he heard that he was looking for someone, the department head Hong was obviously in trouble. This was not his strong point. He looked at Liu Ziyi helplessly and said softly:
"Mr. Police, I still have to leave this matter to you. We are ordinary people and our resources are limited. It is not easy to find people."
"Let the people waiting outside disperse." Faced with Hong's request, Liu Ziyi did not say whether she agreed or not, and turned the topic elsewhere: "Leave this matter to me and Dazhi. You must pay attention to blocking the news. It would be bad if it caused panic in your school,"
Hong nodded repeatedly, indicating that he knew what he should do. Of course he knew that this matter should not be spread out. If it were spread, it would definitely cause chaos.
After leaving Kaihong, Liu Ziyi pulled Wu Dazhi aside and asked in a low voice: "Dazhi, tell me the truth, is this matter serious?"
Wu Dazhi glanced at Liu Ziyi and said seriously: "This matter is probably more serious than any ghost-related case you have encountered before,"
"Ah," Liu Ziyi screamed. The previous cases were enough to be fresh in his memory, but the current case was actually more troublesome than those combined. This was not going to cost him his life.
"Don't," Wu Dazhi glared at Liu Ziyi. He didn't want to encounter such a thing: "There are at least three ghosts in the auditorium here..."
"Three ghosts," Liu Ziyi cursed in her heart. Before Wu Dazhi could say anything further, she turned around and was about to leave. However, before she could take two steps, she was stopped by Wu Dazhi.
"Don't leave in a hurry, you can't save yourself even if you leave now," Wu Dazhi said with a wicked smile: "I won't beat around the bush with you, I'll tell you directly, the song we just listened to can be said in Taoism It’s a song of contract,”
"What is a contract song?" Liu Ziyi didn't understand. She stared at Wu Dazhi with her small eyes waiting for popular science: "Isn't it just like signing a contract?"
"Absolutely." Although Liu Ziyi's metaphor instantly reminded Wu Dazhi of his miserable betrayal contract, he had to admit that this metaphor was still correct: "The ghost forcibly injects his thoughts into the song. As long as the person who hears the song , and was forced to accept the conditions she offered..."
Wu Dazhi explained. When he looked up, Liu Ziyi still looked stupid. Knowing that he didn't understand, he had to change his words:
"Take this song as an example. This ghost wants to kill five people in total. We have to find these five people to break the ghost's curse. If we can't find these five people, not only those five people will die, but everyone who hears this song Anyone who sings will die,"
"That's it," Liu Ziyi seemed to understand a little, but soon he fell into confusion again: "That's wrong, Dazhi, how do we know which five people the ghost wants to kill? Your school is full of people, you can't let me Protect it 24 hours a day,"
"Of course this is unrealistic. First we need to understand this ghost's past, and then we will go deeper step by step. I hope there is still enough time,"
"You have a clue," Liu Ziyi felt that Wu Dazhi said that he seemed to be very confident, so she asked with some suspicion.
"No," Wu Dazhi shook his head: "I guess there is someone who must know about the ghost in the CD player. Remember the stairwell we just saw. There was a female ghost in there. She just told me that we put Anything that comes out that is not clean will die."
"Oh no," Liu Ziyi started to run wild again: "Why do I hear this like gloating about our misfortune, and it doesn't sound like she wants to help us?"
"Whatever, let's go check it out first," Wu Dazhi shrugged. Now he had no choice but to follow his instincts. Even if the ghost didn't want to help them, he would force the ghost to help him.
It was getting a little dark at this time, and there were strong winds blowing and howling from time to time outside. Because of the murder that had just occurred, the evening self-study had been cancelled, and many students in the city had gone home because of fear.
Out-of-town students have no way to go back, and now they choose to stay in the dormitory, so there is no one outside the auditorium.
Wu Dazhi pulled Liu Ziyi towards the stairwell, while Liu Ziyi kept nagging behind:
"Dazhi, have you thought about what to say to that female ghost for a while?"
"What do you mean, just go up and shake her, and subdue her. Let's see if she tells the truth." Wu Dazhi really didn't think too much. He is not even good at dealing with people. Let him deal with ghosts, it will really cost him his life. .
"Can you beat others?" Liu Ziyi felt that Wu Dazhi's attitude was wrong. If you ask others to do things and still play tricks with them, you are not waiting to be dealt with.
"You still have to do it, you can't just live by the ghost's face," Wu Dazhi and the others had already arrived at the door of the stairwell before Liu Ziyi could answer. He motioned to Liu Ziyi not to talk and to leave everything to him.
Bang bang bang... Wu Dazhi was not gentle at all, he just slammed the stairwell door.
"Come out, I have something to ask you," Wu Dazhi shouted loudly as he smashed the objects. He didn't know whether it was to boost his own morale, or because he had begun to naturally dislike ghosts.
Wu Dazhi's madness really got the female ghost's reaction, but unfortunately the enthusiasm was a bit beyond his imagination.
"I knew you were coming back to find me." Wu Dazhi didn't see the female ghost coming out, but felt that his neck was entangled with a pair of cold hands, making him unable to move: "You smell so good, if you are willing to stay, I will tell your friend who those people are,"
At the same time as the voice, there was the creaking sound of the wooden door opening and closing. This was an invitation. Wu Dazhi knew that as long as he entered, the wooden door would be closed at any time, and he would probably never get out again.
"You are in the same group as the ghost in the CD player," Wu Dazhi didn't dare to look back. The cold air on his neck made his scalp numb, so he could only adopt a defensive strategy.
"With her," the female ghost giggled behind Wu Dazhi's neck: "I have been here for almost a hundred years, how could I be with that kind of spear-headed brat?"
Hearing that there was a century-old ghost behind him, Wu Dazhi's legs trembled involuntarily. This was indeed a good place to raise ghosts.