I nodded. It seems that legends are always legends. No matter how close to reality they are, they always have an element of expansion.
Then Miao Lin tightened his clothes and said, "It's already autumn, it's really a bit cold!"
I looked at the pair of straw sandals Miao Lin was wearing and his thin top. "You know it's cold, but you're still wearing so little. Isn't this a typical example of just wanting style but not warmth?"
Miao Lin said unconvinced, "I went out in the middle of the night. I didn't think so much for a while, but I feel that this year is much colder than previous years. It's only the tenth month of the lunar calendar."
I suddenly stopped in my tracks, and the smile on my face slowly dissipated. "Do you think it's already the tenth month of the lunar calendar now?"
"Yes!" Miao Lin looked at me inexplicably. "It is indeed the tenth month of the lunar calendar. Why is there a problem?"
"So what exactly is October now?"
"This... give me some time to think about it!" Miao Lin tilted his head and looked at the sky, thought for a while and then said, "Today is the first day of the tenth month of the lunar calendar. Why is it your birthday today?"
"Oops!" I patted my head and shouted in my heart that it was bad.
Since arriving in Lujiacun, all kinds of things have come one after another. I have been so busy that I have ignored many things. For example, if Gu Ning hadn't reminded me this time, I would have forgotten that I had promised to accompany her.
She arrived at school together, and similarly, I forgot even the most basic date.
The first day of the tenth lunar month is not an ordinary day. Today is the Cold Clothes Festival, one of the three traditional ghost festivals in China. The Cold Clothes Festival is also known as the October Dynasty among the people.
For us Yang people, the Ghost Festival is just an ordinary festival for worshiping the dead and remembering our ancestors. For most Yang people now, the status of the three major ghost festivals in their hearts is probably much lower than that of other festivals.
For example, the Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival or Spring Festival, not to mention Christmas, which has become increasingly popular among young people in recent years.
But for Yin people, these three ghost festivals are extremely important.
Because on the Ghost Festival, the door from the underworld to the Yang world will be opened, and countless ghosts will come from the underworld to the Yang world, and their strength will also increase a lot on this day, making them very difficult to deal with.
"What's going on? Tell me quickly. Seeing how excited you are, today is probably either your birthday or your girlfriend's birthday." Miao Lin's tone still seemed very relaxed. He hadn't realized yet that today
There is a big trouble waiting for us.
It seems that we must find Fang Ziyue quickly today, otherwise, many people will lose their lives because of this.
"If you want to go to the cafeteria, you can go by yourself! I still have something to do." After saying that, I ignored Miao Lin and turned around and walked away.
"Where are you going, and tell me what happened!" When I turned around, Miao Lin grabbed me.
Although time is urgent, if I don't make it clear to Miao Lin now, I'm afraid he won't let me leave like this. I sighed, "Today is the first day of the tenth lunar month, and it is Hanyi, one of the three traditional ghost festivals in China.
Festival, the Fang Ziyue we are looking for today will be very difficult to deal with. If we don't find Fang Ziyue as soon as possible, she may kill more people."
After hearing what I said, Miao Lin suddenly realized, "Yes, today is the first day of the tenth month of the lunar calendar, which is the Winter Clothes Festival, one of the three major ghost festivals. It seems that I am confused, and I have forgotten such an important thing!"
"It's useless to talk about these things now. We must find Fang Ziyue as soon as possible."
"ah……"
"Ah...she jumped!"
"No..."
After I finished speaking, before Miao Lin had time to respond to me, I suddenly heard a noisy sound, and the sound seemed to come from upstairs.
I slowly raised my head and looked up at the sky. I only saw a black shadow falling downward from the sky, and the black shadow became bigger and bigger.
At first I didn't know what the falling thing was, but when it gradually became bigger and bigger, I saw clearly that the falling thing was actually a person!
"Bangdang..."
The man quickly fell to the ground, and his body came into close contact with the ground. Along with a loud sound, dust rose from the ground.
The fact that someone fell from the building quickly alarmed the students on the campus. Students in many classes stretched their heads and looked down.
Miao Lin and I were both frightened by the sudden scene, and we didn't recover for a long time.
In the end, Miao Lin was the first to react. He patted me a few times and said, "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and see if the fallen student can be saved."
At Miao Lin's urging, we hurried over to check on the fallen student.
What fell was a female student wearing glasses. Her glasses had been thrown aside. She fell to the ground face-down, and her blood was flowing on the ground.
Her eyes were wide open and refused to close.
I squatted down and put my fingers between her nose to check her breathing.
But he was no longer breathing.
"How's it going? Is there any help? Let me call an ambulance first!" Miao Lin said and took out his mobile phone.
I waved my hand to Miao Lin, indicating that he didn't need to, "This female student is not breathing. Even if you call an ambulance, you can't revive her."
At this time, many students had gathered around us. They were surrounding us and pointing at the body of the female student.
Their expressions were very complicated, some expressed confusion, some expressed fear, and some expressed regret.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Why is someone dead again?" A rude roar came from the distance.
It's Yang Guang's voice.
Yang Guang walked very fast and arrived at our place in a short while. The students who were watching outside, Yang Guang was now an angry lion. No one dared to provoke him. The students who were watching took the initiative to make way for Yang Guang.
"Another person died! How did she die?" Yang Guang was completely angry.
He is the principal of this school. No one but himself knows how much pressure he is under now. So many people have died in the 11th Middle School. As the principal of the 11th Middle School, he has an unshirkable responsibility.
The originally noisy crowd immediately fell silent. A boy with some acne on his forehead timidly stood up and said, "She and I were in the same class, and I know how she died."
As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes were focused on him. The boy swallowed a mouthful of saliva and continued, "During class today, everyone was doing homework and the classroom was very quiet. She suddenly walked to the window.
, then turned around and said 'fourth' to us, and then she jumped down."