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Ji Siwei was about to say something about leaving, but the eight-tailed cat flicked its tail, threw itself into a girl's arms, and rubbed against her limp chest.

Ji Siwei closed his eyes, his ears felt hot.

The girl was flattered, and gently stroked the head of the eight-tailed cat: "Its fur is so fluffy and easy to touch..."

A slender and soft hand touched it.

The eight-tailed cat made a "purr purr" sound, almost exposing its belly for them to touch.

I don't know when it started, more and more people came around, both boys and girls...

Things suddenly developed in an uncontrollable direction.

"Is it a boy or a girl? It's so big. Has it been sterilized?"

"If it's not sterilized, can it be bred with our Sanhua..."

Seeing more and more people, Ji Siwei had a headache.

Students from a famous university openly suck cats on the side of the road.

Who would have thought of that.

If they knew that under the shade of a tree not far away, there was a blood-covered undead looking at them with a smile, they wondered if they would be so happy stroking the cat.

"Student, what major are you in? I also have a cat, can you add a WeChat to communicate?"

The girl who came at the beginning finally found the opportunity to ask what she had been holding back for a long time.

Ji Siwei took out his phone, pressed it a few times, but the screen was still black.

Played a few games, forgot to charge, the phone has been turned off.

Ji Siwei: "The battery is out."

Embarrassed and lost, the girl didn't know what to say for a while, almost like asking who has a power bank.

Fortunately, the class bell rescued Ji Siwei.

The crowd dispersed, and Ji Siwei finally breathed fresh air.

Guarding Linan Ancient Village for hundreds of years, the eight-tailed cat has become accustomed to being respected by humans.

It's my first experience to be surrounded by so many people.

"Human beings are terrible." The eight-tailed cat lay weakly on Ji Siwei's shoulder, and said with emotion: "But girls are really cute."

Ji Siwei ignored the little cat, and looked for buildings whose names were related to "sages" in the general map of Yangcheng University.

The campus covers an area of ​​about 1800 mu. Ji Siwei looked through the entire map carefully, but he didn't find anything related to the "sages".

But it didn't matter, it was still long before midnight, and the wheelchair was fully charged, so he had plenty of time to visit the school.

You can also ask others along the way.

The teachers and students of Yangcheng University may know.

Ji Siwei memorized the map, and began to be a real "tourist", walking along the school road.

Yangcheng University has a beautiful scenery and a strong academic atmosphere. Recently, the school discovered an ancient tomb at the construction site, and teachers led students to attend classes on the site.

When passing by the teaching building, Ji Siwei was always attracted by the voices coming from inside.

If it goes well, he can go to college like an ordinary person in the future.

Thinking of this, his eyes became firm.

After about half an hour, Ji Siwei wandered to the south end of Yangcheng University.

The sign shows that this is the staff dormitory.

The distance between buildings is very wide, the floors are very short, clothes are hung on the balcony of each building, and flowers and plants are planted in the small yard, which is full of life.

When passing by a small courtyard, Ji Siwei felt a not-so-obvious yin energy, and happened to hear a lot of movement coming from inside, so he looked inside.

A gray-haired grandfather is holding an electric drill and is repairing a wooden cabinet in the yard.

Perhaps sensing Ji Siwei's gaze, Grandpa looked up.

It was a face full of signs of age.

Looking at Ji Siwei with aged but energetic eyes, Grandpa seemed to think for a while, then waved to him:

"Young boy, come and help me."

Because of his grandfather, Ji Siwei always respects and loves his elders.

Without hesitation, he pushed open the red iron door with potted plants hanging on it.

It is the time when sweet-scented osmanthus is in full bloom, and the garden is full of fragrance.

"Good afternoon, Grandpa."

Ji Siwei greeted obediently.

"Good afternoon to you too." Grandpa stood up and loosened his muscles and bones: "It will take too long for me to repair the things in this yard by myself. If you have time, pass me the tools to brush the wood oil."

After calculating the time, Ji Siwei agreed.

Grandpa's yard is well-maintained, many things are handmade, and the plants are well maintained.

What he wants to repair are those handmade wooden boxes and wooden cabinets.

After being exposed to the wind and the sun for a long time, some of these boxes have faded, and some nails have loosened.

Ji Siwei's job is to wear a mask and apply wood oil to the repaired wooden boxes.

When they were working, the eight-tailed cat was exploring in the yard, and the little puppet was sitting on its back. The picture was very cute.

The girl in white sat on a chair, propped her chin and watched them work earnestly. The picture was...horrifying.

"In this yard, my wife and I planted every plant and tree together, and we made every cabinet with our own hands." Grandpa finished nailing a cabinet, rubbed the door, and said in a sad tone: "After she passed away, only This yard is left to accompany me."

Grandpa pointed to the nearby tree and said, "That sweet-scented osmanthus tree was planted the year she passed away, and it is already so big now."

Maybe it was because he was repairing something related to his dead wife, and recalled the memories from the past. Grandpa couldn't help but talk to Ji Siwei about his wife.

Seeing the nostalgic expression on his grandfather's face, Ji Siwei suddenly thought of a sentence: "There is a loquat tree in the garden, which was planted by my wife when she died, and now it is as graceful as a canopy."

The dead are gone, but the living are still living in the original place, immersed in memories and unable to escape, day after day, longing for sickness.

After work, it's almost evening.

Ji Siwei handed the packed toolbox to his grandfather: "Grandpa, then I'll go first."

"Don't worry." Grandpa put away the toolbox and hammered his waist: "It's time to make dinner. You stay and have a meal with me. We haven't had guests for a long time. I'll make you my special dish."

Ji Siwei: "Grandpa, I'm in a hurry..."

Grandpa squinted his eyes and laughed: "Exclusive secret salt-baked chicken."

Ji Siwei took off his gloves and put them away: "Grandpa, I can."

While cooking dinner, Ji Siwei helped grandpa.

Although the small kitchen seems a bit crowded, it is also very warm.

Grandpa put the marinated chicken into the pressure cooker: "My wife likes to eat the salt-baked chicken I made the most. She ate it once and decided to live with me for the rest of her life."

Grandpa liked Ji Siwei very much, and talked about his wife like a treasure.

This reminded Ji Siwei of another infatuated person - the bald old man.

I don't know if the old man has been reincarnated.

Ji Siwei handed the washed garlic heart to his grandfather, and asked, "Grandpa, do you live here alone?"

"Well, my wife and I taught here all my life, and she died in this house, so I'm planning to spend the rest of my life here too. My son's family lives downtown closer to work and only comes back occasionally. "

Grandpa took the vegetable basket, sliced ​​the garlic skillfully, without raising his head: "Don't be ridiculous when you say it, in fact, I also went to live with my son for a while before, but later found out that only here, I will dream of me. Wife. Sometimes I feel that her soul has never left here, and if I go to other places, she will be lonely."

"I can live well here alone, and I will die here. There is nothing wrong with dying in the same bed as her."

Hearing this, Ji Siwei stopped washing the vegetables and his expression became serious:

"Grandpa, you have been working here for so long, do you know which part of the school is related to 'dozens of sages'? Or are there any rumors of ghosts?"

"Dozens of sages?" Grandpa stopped, thought for a moment and said, "On the lawn in front of Fanghua Building, there are some statues of sages."

Ji Siwei recalled the general plan of Yangcheng University, Fanghua Building was located in a remote place, almost at the end of the north, and he hadn't gone there yet.

Ji Siwei put the washed tomatoes on the table and started to beat the eggs: "Grandpa, what do you do in Fanghua Building?"

"There are many laboratories in that building, and it has been said that it will be remodeled. The documents above have not been approved, so it is temporarily vacant. Now there should be only one or two groups using the laboratories there."

Grandpa heated up the oil and fried the marinated pork belly: "The fifth floor and above are the sites for anthropology majors, and the entire seventh floor is the skeleton specimen display room. They all donate bones to their alma mater for teaching and research, some donate complete skeletons, and some donate partial bones.”

"My wife donated the whole left hand bone, and I go to see it occasionally.

As for the haunted rumors you asked about... What Yangcheng University lacks most is supernatural stories, and ghost stories can be pulled out everywhere.But the most widely spread and true story is still on the seventh floor of Fanghua Building. They say that there is the most cloudy atmosphere there, and alumni like to climb out of glass cabinets and run around at night.

Dust returns to ashes after death, if there are ghosts, why doesn't my wife appear in front of me?Just look at me and say a word to me. "

When Grandpa said these words, the girl in white stood beside him, looked at him curiously with her big dilated eyes, and then smiled.

In fact, there has always been a faint yin energy in this house. Maybe the grandfather's deceased wife did still stay in this house, but after a long time, the soul and body became weak and scattered, unable to condense into reality.

The smell of chicken filled the air. Looking at the burning clouds outside the window, Ji Siwei wondered if the soul-gathering bell could re-condense her soul.

If possible, after finding the drawer, Ji Siwei might let Grandpa see her again.

Even if it is a return gift for grandpa to treat him to dinner.

……

Secretly made salt-baked chicken, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, fried pork with garlic and a delicious Cantonese-style fish head soup filled the table to the brim.

Grandpa's cooking is really good, much more delicious than the broccoli fried broccoli that Uncle Flyer made at noon. Ji Siwei and the eight-tailed cat had a full meal, and they were a little reluctant to leave.

But it was getting dark and he had to leave.

After saying goodbye to his grandfather, Ji Siwei set off for Fanghua Building.

The girl in white was still not far behind him.

After being followed for a long time, Ji Siwei even began to get used to her existence.

He originally planned to ask her directly what she wanted to do, but then remembered that his grandfather once said that if you talk to a ghost casually, you must fulfill its last wish.Otherwise, you will be entangled by it forever and never die.

In order not to cause trouble, he decided to wait for the girl in white to speak up.

Night shrouded the century-old school, and the street lamps were mostly blocked by strangely shaped old banyan trees. Warm light shone on the asphalt road through the gaps in the leaves, and the shadows swayed in the wind.

Ji Siwei keenly felt that the atmosphere of Yangcheng University had changed.

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Note: "There is a loquat tree in the courtyard, which was planted by my wife when she died. Now it is as beautiful as a roof." ——From Xiang Jixuan Zhi