dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Hua Jiu listened to everyone's nonsense, but was quite puzzled in his heart.

The school can be said to be one of the places with the most yang energy.

Coupled with the arrogance of the students, it is reasonable to say that ordinary dirty things would not dare to appear in this kind of place.

Not to mention the development of believers... It seems that we need to pay attention to this matter.

After the four of them finished washing, they laughed and laughed for a while before falling into a deep sleep.

After all, he had done physical work all day, so he slept very soundly this time.

......

In the blink of an eye, it was late at night, and the campus that was supposed to be quiet became "noisy" uncharacteristically.

Of course, the clamor is only sensational.

It's like a person suddenly wakes up in a silent night, and then is so upset that he can't fall asleep.

In fact, except for the rustling of the treetops in the wind and the chirping of animals from the distant mountains, there was no sound around.

But it just makes people feel unspeakably irritated.

The two little mice who were standing in front of Hua Jiu Nan's gate, already drowsy and even nodding their heads, immediately felt:

The four sparkling small eyes looked around vigilantly, and at the same time kept retreating vigilantly.

Until the butt clings to the dormitory door.

"Squeak, creak!" The two little guys realized the fear in each other's hearts, and let out a burst of urgent calls.

But he couldn't find the source of the danger, and he didn't dare to wake Hua Jiunan easily, so he could only grit his teeth and persist.

A moment later, two little snakes and two little foxes ran over, their eyes full of panic.

The six elves looked at each other and decided to stay where they were.

In groups of two: stay in front of the door, jump onto the windowsill and the roof, and take out tokens at the same time.

Once something really dirty comes and they can't beat it, they immediately summon their ancestors...

On the other side, the playground behind the school.

It was also the place where Hua Jiunan and the others dug up many dead bodies when they first started school.

As the wind blew by, two ghost figures suddenly appeared.

Wearing a strange and colorful mask on his head, and wearing a pale filial piety with fluttering long sleeves.

Amidst bursts of mourning and music, they danced like a "broken bone" on the spot.

At the same time, all the students who held the white bones and promised to believe in the white gods immediately opened their eyes, just put on their pajamas, got out of bed like walking dead, and walked towards the back playground.

Body shaking, walking mechanically.

What is strange is that so many people moved together without waking anyone else up.

The door of the dormitory area, which was originally locked, opened slowly without warning.

The crowd walked forward slowly and step by step, and they gathered as many as 40 to [-] people in a short time.

After reaching the side of the two dancing ghosts, they stood unsteadily on the spot.

The ghost let out bursts of weird laughter, continued to dance like a broken bone, and led the crowd straight towards the back mountain.

When approaching the school courtyard wall, the courtyard wall becomes blurred like a projection.

All the "people" just walked out staggeringly.

After that, whether it was a ravine or a snow pit, this group of people walked on the ground as if they were on the ground.

Not even the bare feet were scratched by the gravel.

The crowd swayed forward all the way, and didn't stop until a mountain depression.

There had been more than a dozen white-clothed evil spirits waiting here, chasing the dazed crowd into a circle and kneeling on the snow.

There is a stone flower exuding strange beauty in the middle.

It's just a bud, but it hasn't opened.

All the evil spirits surrounded the crowd and continued to dance strangely.

Such a noisy scene naturally alarmed the immoral cocoon who "dwells in seclusion" here.

This guy is an uneducated body, and he is not afraid of severe cold at all.

Now it is hiding in a snowdrift not far away, with only half of its big bald head poking out to look around.

The fart-length skirt that he took care of so carefully on weekdays was thrown aside by him.

The bald head is brighter and the snow is brighter, so it is not discovered by dirty things.

"Oh, I'm going, haunted?! These ghosts don't look very powerful..."

"Fuck the ball, as long as you don't grab the instant noodles that the little monster gave me, then go ahead and make trouble!"

After finishing talking to himself, the wicked cocoon grabbed two handfuls of withered grass and stuffed his ears.

After thinking about it, I was still worried that the evil spirit would steal the Qipi skirt while I was asleep.

So he grabbed it back, and then retracted into the snowdrift and continued to sleep soundly...