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Lu Zhaoli dragged Yi Qian out of the security department all the way, and when he walked to the boulevard, he attracted a lot of inexplicable eyes.

Leaving aside their identities in the first class, the mere sight of two tall and handsome men holding hands is enough to stop their eyes.

What's more, someone recognized Lu Zhaoli.

Yi Qian was made a little uncomfortable by the eyes around him. In the middle of the corridor, he finally couldn't bear to shake off Lu Zhaoli's hand.Just as he was about to ask him what he wanted to do in a hurry, he saw Lu Zhaoli turning his head to look at him.

"What's the date today?" Lu Zhaoli asked him nonchalantly.

Yi Qian was taken aback for a moment, and although he didn't know why he asked this, he answered him: "August 8, the first day of school, you will not forget the date."

Yi Qian frowned at him.

Lu Zhaoli thought for a while, turned around to face him, and emphasized: "I'm asking about the lunar calendar."

lunar calendar?If you don't check the calendar, most people will not remember the lunar date of that day, unless it is a related festival, such as New Year's Eve or Dragon Boat Festival.

And today happens to be one of the holidays that people like to celebrate.

"July [-]th, Qixi Festival." Yi Qian replied.

It's a pretty good festival, the flower shop can sell a lot of roses, there should be a lot of couples holding hands on the street, even in the school, there will be some young couples secretly giving each other gadgets to immerse themselves in the sweet atmosphere.

However, Yi Qian didn't have any troubles in his heart. To him, today was just an ordinary Monday.

I just don't know what Lu Zhaoli's intention is for asking this.

"July [-]th..." Lu Zhaoli pondered, and seemed to be planning something in his mind, "So there are still eight days left."

"What eight days?" Yi Qian took a step forward, calculating the date eight days later in his mind, before Lu Zhaoli could answer him, he had already thought of something, and blurted out: "Is it Ghost Festival?"

It is the only day in a year that ghosts can appear in front of the living.On that day, not only the lonely and wild ghosts scattered all over the place were able to act, but it is said that the underworld will also open the underworld and release the ghosts who have not been reincarnated.

Although he had heard so, since he was a psychic, he was particularly sensitive to ghosts, and he hadn't seen the chaos in the world in the middle of July of any year.

It is true that Ghost Festival must be a festival about the underworld and ghosts, but it is hard to say how accurate the legend is.

"What happened on Ghost Festival?" Yi Qian always felt that Lu Zhaoli knew a lot of things he didn't know, so he eavesdropped outside the door that day. Although he didn't figure out who he was, he knew that Lu Zhaoli was definitely not ordinary Psychic people may have a deep connection with impermanence and hell.

Thinking of this, his heart moved, he grabbed Lu Zhaoli's hand, and asked him with a raised eyebrow: "Does it have something to do with Bai Ting?"

He remembered that Lu Zhaoli asked the person on the phone to check Bai Ting's lifespan.

Let's not think about how powerful they are to spy on other people's lifespans, but thinking about what happened in the past two days, he always feels that Luo Hui, the head teacher, Bai Ting and the Ghost Festival he just mentioned are all inextricably linked. connect.

Lu Zhaoli looked at Yi Qian who suddenly became serious, and let out a muffled laugh after a while.He rubbed the corners of his mouth, looking a little embarrassed.

"You really want to know?"

Yi Qian nodded, his eyes full of doubts.

He grabbed Yi Qian's tie and dragged him to the side of the tree, and warned the students who were secretly watching them not to meddle in their own business.

The students around all walked away tactfully, Lu Zhaoli stared at Yi Qian for a while before speaking.

"Do you believe in the saying that life is determined by life and death, and wealth is in the sky?" Lu Zhaoli didn't tell him honestly, but asked an irrelevant question.

Although Yi Qian had long been on guard against Lu Zhaoli's leaping thinking, when he heard such a serious question that was a bit ridiculous, he didn't know whether to answer it properly or prevaricate it.

Lu Zhaoli emphasized again: "You answer me seriously, and I will consider whether to tell you or not."

A gust of breeze suddenly blew by his ears, making his ears feel comfortable and comfortable. Yi Qian was stunned for a moment, feeling that time had slowed down.

Slowly he had plenty of time to think.

"Life and death depend on what kind of fate it is. Wealth and honor depend on whether the sky makes sense or not." The corners of Yi Qian's lips curved slightly, and a strange color shot out from his eyes. Lu Zhaoli seemed to see it from it. To his unruly.

"Actually, it doesn't make sense for me to ask you this question. You are in the game, so you naturally have the ability to change..." Lu Zhaoli frowned and chuckled, then took out his phone to unlock it, opened an interface and handed it to Yi Qian.

The screen of the phone was pitch black, making the white words stand out.

Bai Ting died on the seventh day of the seventh month of Dingyou.

"You should understand what this means." Lu Zhaoli pointed at the phone, but looked at him with a hidden smile that seemed to be waiting for Yi Qian's next reaction, like a hunter hiding in the grass.

Yi Qian grabbed the phone and turned to the initial interface, where the time displayed was 14:40.

It was only 5 minutes away from the time stated on the text message!

When he was in school, he didn't like to pay attention to other classmates. Although because of Luo Hui's ghost, he looked at Bai Ting a few more times today, but because he didn't know her well, he couldn't see anything wrong.

Holding the phone, Yi Qian ran all the way into the classroom regardless of Lu Zhaoli behind him.

The first class in the afternoon was mathematics. The mathematics teacher was solving a conic section on the blackboard when he heard the sound of a "nut nut", and Yi Qian, who had not had time to brake, slammed into the door.

The whole class looked at him.

Yi Qian just stabilized his figure and looked in, the place in the middle belonging to Bai Ting was empty.

"Squad leader! Where's Bai Ting?" Yi Qian anxiously asked the monitor sitting in the first row.

"I didn't see her after the lunch break. I told the head teacher, but I couldn't find the head teacher anywhere." The head teacher pushed his glasses and said calmly.

Yi Qian glanced at the time on his phone again, it was 14:43.

The more urgent the situation is, the easier it is to get flustered and unable to find an exit to solve the predicament.

"Has any of you seen Bai Ting?" Hearing Yi Qian's question, the classmates looked at each other in blank dismay, but no one could tell where Bai Ting was going.

When he was at his wit's end, Yi Qian suddenly felt a chill behind him, and the howling cold wind chilled his sweaty back.

Yi Qian turned around suddenly, and saw a cloud of black air quickly passing him up the stairs.

It's Luo Hui!

Ignoring the strange eyes of his classmates, Yi Qian turned around and followed.

He didn't know why Luo Hui cared so much about Bai Ting, and even infected her with his ghostly aura, but now it was less than 2 minutes, he could only pray that Luo Hui knew Bai Ting's location.

That's all he could think.

The teaching building has a total of eight floors. When Yi Qian ran to the top floor, he saw that the door leading to the roof was opened.

Yi Qian rushed to the rooftop and saw a girl standing on the edge. She heard the sound of the iron door being knocked open, but she didn't respond.

And that figure from the back is Bai Ting.

Behind Bai Ting, Luo Hui's black air almost enveloped Bai Ting. When Yi Qian pushed open the door and rushed over, he watched Luo Hui turn his head and smile at him.

That smile was a bit cautious.

Yi Qian raised his hand to summon the soul-locking stick, but Luo Hui's face suddenly changed.

"Let go of her!" Yi Qian yelled at Luo Hui, walking carefully, the soul-locking stick in his hand could no longer hold back, trembling slightly as if it had a soul.

"It's not me! It's her who wants to—" Before Luo Hui finished speaking, she saw Yi Qian's pupils shrinking in front of her. She subconsciously looked at Bai Ting behind her. a pain.

The ghost aura on Luo Hui's body returned to nothingness.

She only heard a light and fluttering voice, blowing away in the wind, "Goodbye."

Bai Ting jumped down.

Luo Hui closed her eyes, quietly waiting for the sound of falling to the ground, which she was most afraid of, most afraid of, and least willing to recall.

But she didn't hear it.

Opening her eyes, she saw Yi Qian leaned out half of his body, his toes were already off the ground, one hand was firmly grasping the guardrail, and the other hand was holding Bai Ting, who was on the verge of falling.

Yi Qian seemed to be falling from a heavy weight, moving outward bit by bit. When he rushed over to catch Bai Ting just now, he didn't care about himself at all. Although he controlled Bai Ting's fall, he was in a very dangerous situation .

Seeing that Yi Qian was about to fall, Luo Hui ran over to grab his leg, but his hand went straight through Yi Qian's body.

Bai Ting looked at Yi Qian's flushed face and bulging veins, complex emotions flashed in her eyes.

"Let go of me." The tone was so light that it seemed to be talking about an unimportant matter.

Yi Qian gritted his teeth, his feet hooked to the railing were already numb, and he didn't feel the slightest bit. He could fall down with Bai Ting anytime, anywhere.

When the sound of the iron door opening reached his ears, Yi Qian's feet finally couldn't hold on, and his whole body rolled over.But his hand holding the railing is still holding on, it's just that he doesn't know how long this state can last.

He saw a figure standing behind the guardrail with his hands on it, as if watching the life and death of unrelated people.

No, even if you look at the life and death of unrelated people, it shouldn't be this attitude.

"Lu Zhaoli! What are you waiting for? Hurry up and pull me—"

"Let go of her, I'll save you." Yi Qian was shocked by the relaxed tone, and even Luo Hui looked at him in shock.

"What are you kidding!" The ups and downs made him unstable for a while, and he suppressed his anger, only then did he see Lu Zhaoli who had crouched down and looked at him from a close distance. laugh.

"It's okay to save you, but you can't save her before your life is over, because today is her death day. You are in the game, and whether you can change your own and others' fate depends entirely on your ability. But I can't, if all Wouldn't it be too unfair to save people based on their likes and dislikes to those who are in danger that I don't know?"

Every word and every word in a low tone, seems not to come from the mouth of a high school student, but an old monster who is used to seeing countless lives and deaths.

Yi Qian's heart sank little by little.

"Before I die, can you tell me who you are?" Yi Qian tightened his grip on Bai Ting's hand, but the hand holding the guardrail became weaker and weaker.

Seeing that Yi Qian was dead and unwilling to let go, Lu Zhaoli's eyes trembled for a moment.

No one pays attention to this remote corner during class time. In Yiqian's state, even if he can let go and shout, he will definitely not be able to insist on others coming to rescue him.

What a stubborn person, and likes to bet on himself.

"Hey..." A sigh quietly dissipated in the world, just when Yi Qian could no longer hold on, Lu Zhaoli held Yi Qian's hand and said lightly: "If you want to know who I am, you You're taking me in again tonight."