Wu Yi scratched his head and walked around the model: "Xiaobao, did you move this thing?"
"ah?"
"No, what do you care about him?" His tone was a little impatient.
Xiao Bao had no time to pay attention to him, so he used cotton swabs to clean the girl's wounds.
Although this guy is a little perverted, he does a pretty good job at handling his wounds and looks decent.
"But it wasn't available when we first came here..." Wu Yi looked innocent.
"You are too cowardly," Xiao Bao said contemptuously, "This is a school, how can there be any danger?"
Wu Yi didn't know how to explain to him that today's campus was very strange. No matter how you thought about it, it was strange for a somewhat scary mannequin to suddenly appear in the heavy fog that spread strangely into the room, right?
What's more, there is no reason for the power outage in the school, and there is no cell phone signal.
Standard horror movie plot.
"Where shall we go later?" Wu Yi asked.
"Of course I will wait until the girl wakes up," Xiao Bao curled his lips and said scornfully, "Do you think I am the kind of person who does good deeds without leaving his name? How can a girl commit herself to her if she doesn't know who saved her?"
Why do you think that in this era, such things will still happen? Isn't it blackmail?
This guy gets stupid whenever he encounters a girl's problem, as if his brain is filled with white liquid.
"But if I don't go back, my mother will scold me..." Wu Yi struggled.
Xiao Bao thought about it, he still had to go home to catch up, and he hadn't finished the game tasks yet, so he couldn't spend all his time in the real world. Isn't the second-dimensional wife not a wife?
"They are all my wings..."
He didn't want to be an angel with broken wings, so he said: "Why don't you go find the school nurse? Maybe you have to go to the toilet, and we can entrust this girl to his care."
"Okay then, you take care of her here."
Wu Yi glanced at the mannequin and put it next to him. Before going out, he turned back with some concern and said, "Xiaobao, it is a crime to assault someone while they are unconscious. Don't be so dizzy."
Xiao Bao reprimanded with a righteous look on his face: "Look at my eyes, how could a pure person like me invade others?"
"What you say makes people even more worried." Wu Yi said naively.
"Go away!" Xiao Bao said with a black line on his face.
Wu Yi hesitated and disappeared at the door, and a pure smile appeared on Xiao Bao's face.
"...How could I possibly violate a girl, but just looking at her isn't too much, right? Who knows? I'm so smart, I drove away that stupid guy Wu Yi in just a few clicks."
Thinking like this, Xiao Bao came to the edge of the bed and stretched his sinful hand to the girl's skirt.
The eyes of the mannequin in the dark corner seemed to move...
And in the school, under the thick fog.
Zhang Luo broke into the fog, followed the little ghost's guidance, and went to get the red box again. Before, he didn't know that Xia Zisu had created thirteen ghost stories, let alone that the ghost stories had actually come true, so he took the
The box is hidden.
But when he found out, he broke into a cold sweat. The creator of the ghost story might use ghosts to find the box! It would be a disaster if he was found, and his good cards would be smashed to pieces.
He regretted hanging out with that group of students for so long.
Fortunately, Zhang Luo still found the red box and breathed a brief sigh of relief, but the danger had just begun.
Xia Zisu stopped looking for the person who stole the box because she couldn't find him. She suspected that her conversation with the weirdo was overheard.
If it spreads, she will definitely be arrested and convicted as a terrorist, and her father will not be able to save her!
"I'm not allowed to fail, and I can't fail, so that's the only way to do it!" Xia Zisu gritted her teeth, knowing some aspects of the academy better than the faculty and staff who worked all year round.
She has always been formulating, participating and implementing the plans for Liugu Academy and Zhang Luo. She is very aware of the characteristics of the 13 ghosts in the academy. After all, she is one of the creators, and many of the characteristics were designed by her herself.
of.
She was standing in front of a big willow tree, her eyes a little complicated.
Liugu Academy was not originally named this, but it has a very long tradition. Probably starting from the first principal of the school, every principal would plant a willow tree along the green belt of the artificial lake, which probably means inheritance
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Because of these carefully tended willow trees, the name of the school was changed to the current name of Liugu.
To this day, the willow tree planted by the first principal is still there. Seventy or eighty years later, it is still lush and green, with thick and strong branches and thousands of hanging threads. It can be easily found even when looking down from the distant pine mountain.
Some couples will tie their vows to each other on the branches of the big willow tree. During the school festival, they will also hang the beautiful vision of this semester on the branches. This is not an official activity organized by the school, but for some reason it is popular among students.
opened.
So on that day, the gardeners and students on duty would take off the small bags containing the students' wishes and dispose of them, but overall it was still very beautiful.
But at this night, shrouded in purple mist, this willow forest became a bit more eerie and eerie.
"The thirteenth legend of Liugu Academy is that no one is the same at night. If you sincerely kneel down in front of the oldest big willow tree in the academy and make a wish, that wish will definitely come true." Xia Zisu looked at the big willow tree with a calm expression, but
The eyes are also a bit complicated.
Not all of the thirteen legends of Liugu Academy were made up by her, even if they were made up, they all have a certain basis. There are not just 13 of them, they were just collected and organized by her.
The legend of this willow tree itself has been circulating for a long time, and there is more than one version. It has been passed down orally from generation to generation of students, and has become perfect and has many styles. But she chose one of them that is not very beautiful. After all, this is a supernatural game.
"...But the person who makes a wish will also have to pay something."
Xia Zisu muttered to herself, held down her skirt and knelt down slowly in front of the tree, her expression became firm: "God Liu, please listen to your followers and help me get back the red box. I am willing to pay any price..."
I don’t know who I learned this prayer from, but it has a bit of a magic touch.
After saying that, he stood up and hung a small cloth bag on the willow branch.
She didn't hesitate when she prayed. Although as the editor of these ghost stories, she was very aware of the dangers of these supernatural events and legends. But she didn't think it would be difficult to take away a box or what a big price would be paid.
Even if there was, she was not afraid, otherwise how could she dare to walk alone in the academy?
The moment Xia Zisu made her wish, the cold wind gradually picked up and stirred the willow branches. The willow branches made a thin rubbing sound, as if they were whispering or gnawing.
What are you wearing?
The purple mist began to stir. You must know that in the school before, let alone the wind, there was not even a sound of insects. The dark wind at this time was obviously strange.
The small bag hanging on the willow tree disappeared, which means that the willow tree accepted Xia Zisu's wish and will carry it out.
Zhang Luo, who had no idea at this time, was still looking for Xia Zisu with the box in his arms. Mo Lei, the little brat, was treated like a dog by him, sniffing all the things Xia Zisu had touched.
Mo Lei felt very wronged. If he could speak, he would definitely say: It's really hard for me!
Who said ghosts can definitely smell people's scent? Who said ghosts can definitely find people? Without a clear cause and effect, ghosts can't do anything...
But Zhang Luo doesn’t care. There’s no need to talk about human rights when it comes to ghosts, so why not use them? People can be pushed to their limits, so ghosts can’t be any worse, right?
Even though Zhang Luo looks like this, he has actually understood some of the essence of being a leader and boss.
Who cares?
The kid had no choice but to lead Zhang Luo around based on these things.
But suddenly, this guy's short legs suddenly stopped and looked in a certain direction.
Zhang Luo's expression also began to change, and he was very solemn: "Is it a ghost? Is it a ghost with a shadow behind it? It came out so soon?"
With Zhang Luo's naked eyes, he could only see a dark purple at the end of the phone. He had no way of knowing what was around him, so he could only hold Di tightly and listen to the book. But the only thing that can make a kid react is a ghost, and a ghost of similar strength.
So he wasn't particularly nervous. After all, this type of ghost couldn't kill people directly. He just had to guard against ghosts breaking walls and hallucinations. Generally, ghosts who wanted to possess him would just throw themselves into a trap, that is, give themselves a try.
thing.
This guy is also quite ruthless, and he will do whatever he says to him, not to mention that his own mother has suffered a lot of bricks, so it is not false at all. What he is afraid of is more powerful ghosts, ghosts that can directly kill people.
After all, the killing rules of those things are too weird. The ancient books can only be used as tools for close combat. If the ghost directly used hallucinations to make Zhang Luo die of oxygen deprivation like yesterday, then there is nothing he can do. He can't use Di Ting to demolish the house.
Right? He doesn't have that much strength, and he's not a wall-hanger who likes to demolish things.
To be fair, he has always had the body of an ordinary person, and if he doesn't panic like an ordinary person when encountering ghosts, he has a good psychological quality.
At this time, there was a disturbance in the fog!
"Stop it!"
The kid Mo Lei received the order and showed his jagged teeth and pounced hard.
Zhang Luo stared at the direction Mo Lei was rushing towards, holding the box in one hand and Di Tingshu in the other. He subconsciously stepped back, the light of the mobile phone hanging on his chest shaking.
But for some reason, the kid missed the mark and turned around to issue a warning.
"What is this! Why can't you see it! This is definitely not a ghost from behind!" Zhang Luo hurriedly waved the ancient book in his hand, only to feel something hit in his hand.
Amidst the disturbance of the fog, the thing disappeared again! But the little ghost squatted on the ground and looked in a certain direction, hunched over, like a frog lying on the ground.
Zhang Luo knew that this was the imp's signal to attack. This meant that the thing hadn't disappeared yet and was staring at it in the mist.
He carefully squatted down slightly, his whole body like a bow ready to receive an attack. He had probably thought clearly, and ruled out the possibility of other ghosts in this academy, so there was only one truth.
The target of this ghost is the red box in his hand!