Chapter 330 Worshiping ghosts in the middle of the night
"You really don't help us," Wu Dazhi said as soon as he said it, he felt that he had asked nonsense. Don't say that the ghost is more powerful than you. Even if the ghost is not powerful, it is not easy to get the ghost to help others.
"I can help you, but you have to agree to one condition." The old ghost behind Wu Dazhi gradually let go of his neck and moved in front of him little by little. To be honest, this ghost didn't look like a ghost, but more like a monster. Refined.
"What conditions?" There was room for negotiation, but Wu Dazhi would never give it away. As long as it didn't cost him his life, he felt that he could agree to any conditions.
"Life here used to be very peaceful, but it suddenly became uneven some time ago," the old ghost did not rush back to Wu Dazhi's words, but said slowly: "Have you been to that lake?"
Wu Dazhi was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand that the lake the old ghost was talking about was, but in just a second, he suddenly had an idea and figured out that the lake the old ghost was talking about should be the one he had been to before.
"Yes, I have been there. To be honest, I feel like there is something there," Wu Dazhi shrugged.
"Yes, there is indeed something there. It used to be a monster that became a spirit, but then a ghost came from nowhere that made a living by eating ghosts. Originally there were many ghosts in this school, but since that ghost came, we ghosts The number is declining sharply,”
The old ghost said with a worried look on his face. Wu Dazhi and Liu Ziyi exchanged looks. They thought this was a good thing.
"Actually, it doesn't matter if there are fewer miscellaneous ghosts. It's also a good thing that there are fewer murderous ghosts. But the ghost-eating ghost doesn't care about those. She specifically looks for people with strong abilities to eat. One of my sisters was eaten a few days ago. "
Speaking of this, Wu Dazhi saw two crystal tears in the corners of the old ghost's eyes, and he thought of the previous administrator.
"Your friend is the administrator's aunt," Wu Dazhi asked carefully and tentatively. He should be cautious when approaching relatives, otherwise he might be involved.
"You know him," the old ghost wiped the tiredness from the corners of his eyes and looked at Wu Dazhi in surprise.
"I know, Auntie is very kind to me, but..." Wu Dazhi sighed and shook his head: "I even vowed to help Auntie get revenge,"
Silence, a long silence suddenly fell in front of the stairwell. Wu Dazhi did not dare to speak. He had already made it very clear that his cultivation level could not keep up with the old ghost in front of him. If he angered her, he would be seeking death.
"So you know her," the old ghost finally said again: "In that case, as long as you agree to help me get revenge, then I can provide you with some information."
"If you don't tell me, I will help aunt avenge her. She died because of me, and I will never sit idly by," Wu Dazhi interrupted the old ghost first and said seriously.
"Okay, in that case, I will tell you what I know." For some reason, the old ghost seemed to trust Wu Dazhi and was not worried about being deceived.
It turns out that the ghost hidden in the CD player is the same as Duanmu Zi, and she is also a student here, but she is several years younger than Duanmu Zi.
She was a cadre of the student union during her lifetime. She was good at studying and had strong abilities. To use an unfashionable saying, she was really the sweet girl of heaven. But no one is perfect, and she was no exception.
Because I am talented and valued by my teachers, my relationship with my classmates is not very good.
"I had just moved here to practice at that time. The day she died was a week or two before the school anniversary. She seemed to have had an argument with someone and was pushed off the stage..."
The old ghost fell into long memories and told what happened that day bit by bit:
"But she didn't die immediately. She just lost too much blood. When you go up in a while, you can still see blood stains on the stage carpet. They were all left by her,"
"Didn't he die here?" Wu Dazhi figured out the general idea and was very interested in the place where the woman died.
"No," the old ghost nodded decisively: "Although I didn't see it, I heard the sound of the ambulance. She was taken away. I'm sure,"
This puzzled Wu Dazhi. Under normal circumstances, wherever the ghost died, there would be the most resentment.
He had checked the CD player before, and his resentment was stronger than Wu Dazhi's imagination. The ghost should have died here.
But the old ghost said that she didn't die here. What went wrong in the middle? Wu Dazhi thought about it for a long time and couldn't figure it out.
"Thank you for telling us so much. There is one more thing I want you to tell us. What is the name of that ghost?"
"Han Xinyun," the old ghost looked directly at Wu Dazhi and said word for word: "Don't forget the agreement between us. There are conditions for me to tell you so much news. If you can't do it, I will definitely I won’t let you go,”
After saying that, a dark wind hung in the stairs and roared again. Wu Dazhi and Liu Ziyi hurriedly covered their heads with their arms, fearing that the wind would blow them away.
The dark wind passed, and when they looked around, the old ghost was gone. Wu Dazhi and Liu Ziyi looked at each other, neither of them said anything, and turned around and walked out.
After leaving the auditorium, Liu Ziyi dared to speak:
"Dazhi, what do you think about this matter? I don't know when the female ghost will start to take action. If she kills one person a day, it will be enough for us."
Wu Dazhi shook his head: "It won't happen so quickly. We just released her. I could feel that the resentment here has been suppressed before. It will take two or three days to recover, which is enough for me to find out what I want to do." Things you know now,”
Hearing what Wu Dazhi said, Liu Ziyi didn't know what to say, so she gave him a few instructions before turning around and leaving. Seeing Liu Ziyi leaving, Wu Dazhi glanced at the auditorium again, but ultimately did not go in again.
When Wu Dazhi turned around and walked towards Xiaowei Building, a figure flashed out of the trees next to the auditorium.
Holding the ingot candle in her hand, she didn't dare to go inside. She only dared to worship near the auditorium. She didn't know whether she was worshiping the young couple who had just been killed, or the old ghosts who had been in the auditorium for who knows how long. .
A gold ingot candle was burning on one side, and the figure was mumbling something. Suddenly, a dark wind rose behind her, a flash of lightning flashed, and a female ghost with long hair beating the ground appeared in front of her.
The fiery red dress seemed to be that of an ancient bride, and the pale face looked like that of a Japanese geisha. The figure who had summoned the female ghost before probably did not expect such a scene, and could not help but take two steps back.
These two steps back caused the female ghost to laugh. The laughter was mixed with so many emotions that the figure could no longer distinguish what it was.
"You don't have to be so nervous. After all, it was you who released me. It's not too late for me to thank you."
The laughter stopped, and the female ghost said in a cold voice. The figure shrank her neck, trying to look stronger, but it backfired. She instinctively retreated, but she was still scared.