Aoba Office

In front of him is a burning humanoid object.

The reason why it is said to be a humanoid object is that it is covered in raging fire, and nothing can be seen except the outline of a person. It didn't scream or move, it just burned quietly.

The heat of the flames hit my face, and the rustling sound of the burning air was very loud and abnormal.

Apart from the fire, everything was dark and quiet.

I listened intently, but regretfully found that I did not have Aoba's "mushroom" ability, and all I heard was the sound of burning.

The scenery has remained unchanged. The fire did not intensify or weaken, it just remained in this burning state.

I was a little doubtful for a moment, was this a normal dream, or had I encountered another supernatural event? I didn't even dream about Tao Hai, who was so obviously problematic, so why did this student who spontaneously combust enter my dream? Because he died so tragically? Can spontaneously ignite...how to solve this?

Things that can’t be figured out can never be figured out. I stared at a ball of flames like this all night. When I woke up, I was covered in sweat and the quilt was thrown directly to the ground.

After taking a shower and buying breakfast, it was rare for a family of four to have breakfast together.

My parents were still worried about what happened yesterday, but my sister was indifferent.

"It's okay! The school must be very strict now, and it will be very safe recently. If anything happens, it has nothing to do with our senior year." My sister vowed.

This is true.

I sent my sister to school and found that there were a lot of parents sending their children off that day. After seeing their children enter the school, they were still lingering at the door and talking.

"I'm leaving, brother." My sister waved to me.

I waved back.

"...Fortunately, everything is fine. He was rescued."

I heard an aunt next to me say this with emotion, and quickly asked: "Auntie, are you talking about the student who had an accident yesterday?"

"That's right. You also have children studying here?" The aunt looked at me suspiciously.

"My sister is a student here."

"Oh." The aunt suddenly realized.

"Didn't I hear that the student had a severe fever yesterday? Is he okay?" I brought the topic back.

"How is it possible that he's fine? He's covered in burns. The doctor said it's in several grades. It's very serious." The aunt said exaggeratedly, "My whole body is like black charcoal, as if it's been burnt."

"That means it's not life-threatening?" The corner of my mouth twitched.

"Yes, it's not life-threatening. Rescue him." The aunt nodded.

I thought about the idea of ​​spontaneous combustion and frowned, "Do you know how it started to burn? Did something happen during the experiment?"

"There's no experiment!" The aunt knew a lot, "He started burning on his own. He started burning for no apparent reason. No one touched him, and he didn't touch anything. Either this wasn't a high-tech crime, or it was haunted. ."

"Haha." I laughed twice.

"Young man, don't believe it. I think you don't know that people have been burned to death in this school before." The aunt said mysteriously.

Another aunt who was originally talking to her interrupted: "Twenty years ago, it was big news. An entire class was burned to death, and the murderer went free and was acquitted."

"That's right!" The aunt patted her thigh.

I exhaled heavily.

If it was really haunted, things would be very serious. There are twenty or thirty people in a class, how many ghosts are there? What's more, it has been peaceful for twenty years, so why is there suddenly such a commotion?

I thought of the student my sister said was causing trouble for Qin Yijuan.

Is it because he sets foot on this campus again?

There is no conclusion yet on this matter, maybe that dream was just an ordinary dream. It's about my sister's safety, and I can't wait for the matter to escalate before taking measures.

The Slender Man didn't know that I had a dream, and they still thought that what happened yesterday was just a rare spontaneous combustion. When I said that the student who had the accident was still alive, they sighed and sighed, asked my sister about it, and then let it go.

When I got off work that day, I went to Qingye and told the story.

"Do you still have the amulets in stock? You can do whatever you want from me. I have to ensure the safety of my sister." I said seriously.

Aoba's people didn't respond.

I was disappointed, "This is different from the previous times. If something happens to my sister, I..." The threatening words were stuck in my throat. People in Qingye don't take threats, and they will react violently when faced with threats.

I scratched my head irritably, leaned on the sofa, and stared at the ceiling.

When I think about the people killed by Chu Run and the student lying in the hospital, I can't calm down.

clatter!

I jumped up from the sofa and turned to look in the direction of the sound.

clatter!

Is this... the sound of footsteps?

I followed.

Da, da, da, da...

Footsteps entered the weird corridor.

I looked up and saw that there was a painting hanging at the end of the corridor, not a door.

Squeak——

The door opened.

I followed in again and saw one of the piles of cardboard boxes being opened.

It's like someone I can't see walked into this room, opened this door, and opened that cardboard box.

I had a weird feeling in my heart.

I have only seen Chu Run in my dreams, and I have only seen half of the people in Qingye. I could really see what Aunt Wang and Uncle Wang looked like. Are there many kinds of ghosts? Or is there a difference in moral conduct?

The carton was knocked twice, as if urging impatiently.

I hurried over and saw the amulets neatly packed in the box.

The amulet looks very strange. It is a red brocade pouch the size of a thumb knuckle, with words embroidered on it. The handwriting is flying and the phoenixes are flying. The embroidery work is also excellent, but I can't understand what the words are. It is similar to the pattern of a Taoist priest's talisman. I picked up an amulet and could feel that the fabric of the bag was as thin as a cicada's wings, and there was something even thinner inside, so I had to touch it carefully to touch it. The opening of the brocade bag is not tied with a rope, but is sewn shut with thread. It cannot be opened, and I cannot see what is inside.

I estimated the number of amulets in the box and said, "I have relatives and friends. Can you get a few more? You have also seen my friends. They have been here and helped me several times when I encountered something." Very busy." As I said that, without waiting for Qingye's reaction, I boldly reached out to get it again.

Snapped!

The back of my hand was slapped hard, and a bruise quickly appeared on the back of my hand.

I was so frightened that I retracted my hand, "I'm just taking a few more..."

The box was closed.

I looked at the box regretfully for a long time, then turned around and went out.

When I got home, I gave the amulet to my sister and asked her to wear it close to her body. My parents were very supportive of this. My sister took care of the amulet and made it small and exquisite. After wearing it and looking in the mirror for a while, she agreed.

When I went to sleep at night, I felt uneasy, but I didn't expect to have a good night's sleep.

Was that dream last night an ordinary dream?

I felt relieved and thought about the amulet given by Qingye. I was a little worried that they would ask for it back, and I also felt that this matter was a bit strange.

"They agreed to give the amulet, do they think your sister is in danger?" Chen Xiaoqiu woke up the dreamer.