"Zhao Dongfang, what on earth did you think of?" An Keke shook my arm.
I was lost for almost ten seconds before I slowly came back to my senses. "When we met Bunraku, I had a feeling that I had heard this name somewhere before. Now I finally remember what it is."
Have you heard it somewhere? No, to be precise, I have seen it."
"Then where have you seen it?"
An Keke and I have known each other for such a long time, and she understands that at this moment, I will not say anything irrelevant, so she looks very anxious.
Exhaling slowly, I said, "Do you still remember that there is a list in the book "Love in a Fallen City" that we found in Sister Hong's room?"
An Keke nodded, "Remember, Zhou Zixiang's name was among them. I also called the Supernatural Investigation Bureau to ask about the list of students from Jinzhong Middle School three years ago. It turned out that the list was exactly those fifty-five.
Student’s…”
An Keke was stunned before she could speak. She was not a stupid person, and she understood what I meant immediately. "You mean those students have the name 'Bunraku' in their list."
"
I smiled bitterly and nodded, "That's it. I just glanced at the list briefly, so I didn't remember that the name 'Bunraku' was on the list at first. That's what you just said again. I
Just remembered."
An Keke's face was ashen. "Except for Zhou Zixiang, the fifty-four students should be dead. How come another Wenle appears here? Is it a coincidence?"
coincide?
How can there be so many coincidences in this world? We came to Lushan Village to investigate the death causes of the fifty-four students including Wen Le, and as a result, Wen Le appeared in this mountain village?
The word "coincidence" came out of An Keke's mouth, but I don't think she really believed in this coincidence in her heart, right?
"By the way, besides Wenle who was going out to collect firewood, didn't we meet many other people along the way?" If Wenle is the same Wenle who was among the students of Jinzhong Middle School, then
Will the other fifty-four students be here too?
An Keke recalled, "After we met Wenle, we later met a group of female students washing vegetables by the river. We met many more people on the way here. There should be quite a few in total."
As An Keke said these words, my heart sank little by little. "Do you think there are fifty-five students who came to this village to play?"
An Keke's expression changed, and there was no color on his face. "Are you saying that the students in this village now are the same people from Jinzhong Middle School?'
"How is this possible?" An Keke was frightened by his words and said loudly, "They should have died three years ago!"
Then An Keke felt that she was a little lost. She lowered her voice and said, "This is too ridiculous! Three years ago, they came here to play. Today, three years later, it is obvious that all of them have already
Death, and the result is disorder again. Could it be that we traveled through time and space, exactly three years ago, to witness the mystery of the death of a student from Admiralty Middle School?"
I didn't reply to An Keke immediately. After she calmed down a little, I said, "This is an absurd world. Traveling through time and space and going back to three years ago is impossible. We
They don’t have this ability, the best explanation is that they are all back!”
"Are they back?" An Keke silently repeated what I said.
The students are all dead, they are no longer Yang people, so what comes back is actually the ghosts of those students.
"An Keke, we must leave here as soon as possible." I suddenly thought of a very important thing. "If those fifty-odd students really come back, there will be more than fifty ghosts in this village now. If
They attacked us at the same time, and I couldn't deal with them alone. We left immediately before they attacked us."
An Keke also realized the seriousness of the problem. "You are right. This village is full of weirdness. We can't delay it any longer. We will leave here immediately. If it is any later, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave."
.”
Immediately I opened the door and planned to go out, but when I opened the door, I was shocked by the scene outside. Since I learned Maoshan Taoism from my grandfather, I dare not say anything else, but my courage is getting bigger and bigger.
Well, ordinary things simply cannot make me feel anything.
But this time my legs started to shake uncontrollably. There were a lot of people standing outside the door. I was no stranger to those people. I had already seen many of them. It was exactly what I mentioned before that there was a tour here and it would be held in the evening.
The students at the bonfire party are the same students who died three years ago.
At this moment, they were standing outside the door, their whole bodies exuding a cold Qixi feeling, and their faces were covered with a layer of black air.
Now they can be said to have revealed their true fox tails.
"Where are you going?" Someone in the dense crowd suddenly asked.
No matter who asked the question, I could only answer bravely, "I suddenly thought of something else and planned to go down the mountain to get it sorted out. Aren't you going to have a bonfire party in the evening? Just do your own thing and don't worry about us.
.”
I said a lot in one breath. Maybe you will be surprised that at this time, I still have the time to talk nonsense to the other person.
In fact, the more critical the moment, the more important it is to stay calm.
I didn't really want to discuss the campfire party with them. While talking, I quietly put my hand into my yellow cloth bag, and a yellow talisman was held in my hand. At the same time, lightning struck
The mahogany sword was also held in his hand silently.
Wenle stood at the front of the crowd. He looked at me and An Keke and said coldly, "You guys want to escape!"
"Three years ago, we were just like you now, we wanted to escape here desperately, but unfortunately, we were very unlucky and we didn't escape in the end."
I thought about it, and Wenle took the initiative to mention what happened three years ago. This is the inside story that we have always wanted to know but had no way of knowing.
I temporarily forgot the fear in my heart and asked excitedly, "Then what? Why did you die on the bus in the end?"
Wenle raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes empty and distant, as if that gaze suddenly traveled through time, taking the memories of more than fifty of their ghosts back to three years ago.
"die!"
However, Bunraku did not answer my question, and just said the word "death" coldly.
When he spoke, his eyes were fixed on mine, which made me shudder.
"You shouldn't have come to this village." Someone said slowly.
"But since you are already here, don't think about leaving, just stay!"
His voice was very deep, obviously still young, but it also revealed an indescribable sense of vicissitudes of life.
I held the Thunderbolt Peach Wood Sword tightly, sweat dripping from my palms.
There are more than fifty ghosts here. Although I know Maoshan Taoism, no matter how good I am, it is impossible to deal with such a large number of ghosts at the same time. I am suddenly under great pressure.
"Let's finish a game." A female student wearing a peaked cap said, "Don't you want to leave here? I'll give you half an hour to leave, and we will chase you out in half an hour. If you are caught by us,
, then you will never be able to leave here."
"Zhao Dongfang..." An Keke looked at me, "What should we do now?"
The female ghost said nicely and gave us half an hour to leave. An Keke and I only had two legs. Even if we ran with all our lives, how far could we run?