When the surroundings returned to silence, everything remained the same. The only difference was that Wang Xia's body was twisted while standing next to the coffin, with blood flowing all over her body, dripping to the ground.

In the coffin, the originally beautiful Wang Xia was curled up with a smile on her face.

"Boom!"

The lid of the coffin was closed, and the twisted and blood-stained Wang Xia staggered, covering it with earth bit by bit. During the whole process, the coffin did not move at all until the entire tomb was formed.

After finishing everything, Wang Xia suddenly turned around and walked out of the path. When her figure disappeared at the end of the path, I only felt a blur in front of my eyes.

When I recovered again, I was already in the basement of the art club.

It's not just me, Wu Jian and the others are also here, lying on the ground in a mess, some are snoring, obviously still asleep.

"That man is miserable."

The man who abandoned Wang Xia and still has no name will definitely suffer Wang Xia's revenge.

I carried Wu Jian on my back and sent him back to the dormitory. As for the others, I didn't care. Anyway, after sleeping on the ground for a night, he would just catch a cold at most.

Besides, I don’t know where their dormitory is. Even if I knew, I wouldn’t be able to enter the girls’ dormitory.

After I was sent back to Wujian, I did not leave again, but spent the night in the dormitory.

When I got up the next day, I saw Wu Jian and others watching the football game around the computer, not affected by last night's events at all.

Faced with my inquiry, he just blinked and said it was just a dream.

In the afternoon, the counselor called and his voice on the phone was strange.

"You know Wang Xia, right? Something happened to her previous boyfriend last night. He drove into the school in the early morning and jumped from the building where Wang Xia jumped. Everyone said that Wang Xia's ghost came back to look for him."

I have no comment on this.

Today is still a holiday. If the counselor hadn't called me, I might not have known about it.

After all, the school would not make such a high-profile announcement.

When things got to a point, it had nothing to do with me anymore.

But the counselor didn't know why. Shortly after hanging up the phone, he called me to the office.

There was no one in the office, so he quietly pulled me to his computer and clicked on a video.

This is a school surveillance picture. In the picture, a strange man got out of the Audi car. He was still wearing pajamas and his movements were a bit dull. After getting off the car, he directly opened the passenger door and walked towards it as if he was holding someone in his hand.

The teaching building on one side.

Fast forward about ten minutes, and a man suddenly falls into the frame from high altitude. He holds his hands in front of his chest, as if he is holding an invisible person in his arms.

The moment he fell to the ground and blood spattered, the splattered blood vaguely outlined the appearance of a woman on his chest, which disappeared in an instant.

The counselor adjusted the picture back a little, pointed at the blurry woman and said: "Did you see it? Did you see it? Is there someone there?"

I nodded: "It seems to be a person."

"It must be, this must be Wang Xia. I didn't believe it before, but then a friend from the security department sent this to me, and I had to believe it. Oh. By the way, Huang Xiaolong, why did you know about Wang Xia before?

"

"It's nothing. I just heard this name from my friends occasionally. If I ask out of curiosity, you won't suspect that I killed this Audi man."

"How is that possible? I just feel a little strange. I didn't expect that there are really ghosts in this world. I have to think carefully about whether I have offended anyone."

The counselor was joking, but it was a good thing.

People always have to be in awe.

People often say that there are gods three feet above the head. There are no gods in this world, but there are ghosts three feet above the head. There will always be a sense of awe.

After leaving the counselor's office, I went home directly,

I had just played a few games when the phone rang again.

After I got through and said a few words, I almost collapsed.

The reason was still Wu Jian. After I asked him about last night, he didn't pay attention at the time. Later, my roommate said that I carried him back in the middle of the night.

As for when he left the dormitory, no one knew.

Later, Wu Jian received a call from a friend of the art club, and found out that it was not just him, but many people were sleeping in the basement of the art club. What was even more frightening was that someone jumped off the building in the early morning, and the deceased had a very special relationship with the art club.

relation.

All the information combined made Wu Jian curious. He hit it off with a few bold guys from the art club and planned to find the truth.

The truth was not found, but an old telephone landline was unearthed among the many debris in the basement of the art club. Although the phone line was not connected or even dialed, the call was made.

The person who answered the phone had a strange voice, and there was only one sentence from beginning to end, saying: I'll get back to you tonight.

Several people were so frightened that they couldn't understand. The truth-seeking team was disbanded just after it was formed.

When Wu Jian returned to the dormitory, he told his roommates what had happened as a joke, but before everyone could laugh a few times, he found the old landline phone that had been abandoned in the basement of the art club under Wu Jian's quilt.

This time, no one could laugh anymore.

Thinking of what happened last night, Wu Jian's roommates called me directly.

After answering the phone, I confirmed that they were not calling me from the landline, and then went to the school again.

Arriving at Wu Jian's dormitory, all six people were there, like frightened quails, in a corner, and on the table opposite, there was an old landline phone.

When they saw me, several people started talking about it, and in summary, there was no difference from the information they told me on the phone.

They didn't move anything except taking the landline from the bed to the table.

But Wu Jian said something: "I called them just now, but there was no landline there. Maybe it's because I was the first one to call."

I understood that he was talking about them, they were just people who wanted to find the truth with him, and I nodded immediately.

Immediately, I rolled my eyes and asked, "I'm just wondering, why did you pick up the phone and call out?"

"I just thought it was fun, so I picked it up and pretended to make a call. I didn't expect there would be a sound on the phone. After hearing the sound, I informed them, but they didn't believe me and insisted on trying it themselves. Then

Just tried it.”

I opened my mouth, but I could no longer complain.

Turn around and come to the old landline phone.

This is the style from decades ago. The overall shape is somewhat square, and the yellow surface is somewhat mottled. The raised buttons were originally white, but now they have turned yellow. The numbers on each button are severely worn, and most of them are difficult to read.

distinguish.
Chapter completed!