Wake up, stop dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

The wet footprints finally stopped at the door of the bar, Zuo Yan looked up.

"Grayity" gravity.

He had a stomach upset here a few days ago, and he is still not recovering.

Following her in, seeing those people swaying and passing through the girl's body, I couldn't bear to watch.

Going around in the bar, the girl seemed to be looking for something, and then suddenly walked out quickly.

Zuo Yan only noticed her swollen face before, but didn't see that her belly was also empty, but he didn't know which one of the five girls she was.

"What did you bring me here for?" Could it be that he was looking for four other girls.

The girl turned her neck stiffly, rolled the whites of her eyes, her lips twitched, but there was no sound, the expression on her face finally fluctuated, she grabbed her own neck, her hands were tightly sunk in, dark red blood flowed out ...

"Don't worry, you can write if you can't speak." You can take it easy, as your head may fall off after a while and you may not be able to get back on it.

The girl finally let herself go, and began to write on the ground with blood on her hands.

Zuo Yan looked at it for a long time, but he didn't recognize it, and he was embarrassed to say that you wrote another one, so he could only squat on the ground and look at it, with a fishy smell lingering on the tip of his nose.

"Jin... Yang... Fu..." Her writing posture was very laborious, and the angle of her wrist was not normal.

Before the last word came out, Zuo Yan asked, "Fugao?"

The girl nodded, then forcefully wrote on the ground, "Death..."

The current situation is that they are not far from the entrance of the bar. In the eyes of outsiders, Zuo Yan is squatting on the ground alone, staring at the ground and talking to the air next to him from time to time. People around him are looking at him strangely, looking left and right Look, I always feel uncomfortable, so walk around him.

Anyway, Zuo Yan was not afraid that others would think him crazy, "Are you one of the five people who died in Fugao?" The girl shook her head, pointing at the word "death" with her fingers, a little anxious.

Zuo Yan asked: "Did you die in Fugao? Did someone die in Fugao, or...someone is about to die there."

After the last sentence, the girl suddenly let out a terrified roar, and disappeared in front of his eyes the next moment.

"Are you okay." He Bao withdrew his hand, descended in front of him like a god with a serious face, looked him up and down, made sure that there was no lack of arms or flesh, and gave himself a thumbs up in his heart, for coming in time.

Zuo Yan said, "What a coincidence that you came here."

He Baodao: "Fortunately I'm nearby today, what are you doing here in the middle of the night, you can tell that the undead is not human even if you don't know her."

Zuo Yan lowered his head and glanced at the words on the ground. Would you believe him if he said that he didn't have enough diarrhea and then he was looking for a sinner?Then he told He Bao about the girl coming to his house in the middle of the night.

"Little Panda, you may not be able to accept what I do next, but I hope you can forgive me."

Zuo Yan was puzzled, "What are you going to do?"

He took out his mobile phone, smiled at him, and pressed a number.

"Boss, I'm He Bao. I want to report to you about the little panda. It's very serious."

The wind at night is so cool.

Zuo Yan looked at the complainant with trembling paws, that's fine, you're still adding fuel to the picture!You melon!

He Bao was afraid that he would blow his hair later, so he moved a little away from him, wondering what to report again.

After a while, he came over and handed him the phone, and patted him on the shoulder, "Boss wants to talk to you."

Zuo Yan stared at him accusingly, took it, and heard the cold voice of the opposite person, "Secret meeting with a female ghost in the middle of the night?"

"No! Boss, listen to my explanation, it's like this..." Zuo Yan wanted to give this one a shot, what is a private meeting!

"One thirty in the morning, where are you now?"

Zuo Yan looked around, "Gravity door."

"Why are you there?"

Because the female ghost played with your faucet, I couldn't control myself for a while and followed her for a walk at night.

"I'm not defensive at all. Why don't I send you back to the zoo? Did I talk to you before I left and asked you to pull me out?" Si Jia said in an understatement.

Zuo Yan obediently listened to his parents' lessons like a student who made a mistake, although Si Jia's words were concise and to the point.

"Wait for me to come back." After Si Jia finished speaking, he hung up the phone, and Zuo Yan passed the phone to him listlessly.

He Bao looked at him like an eggplant beaten by Shuang, and comforted him, "Boss also cares about you."

Zuo Yan looked at him with a blank expression on his face, "This is your case, you think I stayed up most of the night and came here to play with the female ghost. Guess what I draw for."

He Bao felt guilty, "Then what...the boss has an explanation..."

Zuo Yan said: "Boss also told me to recuperate at home and wait for him to come back."

The most terrifying thing is these four words, when he comes back... Zuo Yan pondered the meaning of these four words, whether it is good or bad.

He Bao chased after him, "Little Panda, where are you hurt? Let me see."

"Diarrhea, oh, by the way, this is also your fault."

When He Bao heard what he said, he really felt that he had sinned a lot, "When the boss comes back, I will definitely stand on your side."

Zuo Yan tilted his head and said to him, "You said that."

"I said, wait, where are you going?" This is not the way back.

Zuo Yan said: "Go to school, that girl kept mentioning this today, she always felt that something would happen, by the way, was she injured by you?"

He Bao said: "No, but she's half dead. She shouldn't have been dead for a long time. She's still a new soul. It's July, and she's full of Yin Qi, otherwise she won't be able to get close to you."

Zuo Yan asked: "Is there really such a thing as the gate of hell opening in July?"

He Bao said: "This is not under our control, and I have never seen it. If you are curious, you can ask the boss."

Which pot is not open to carry which pot, He Bao came in the car, he finally didn't have to walk.

The school now strictly prohibits students from going out at night, let alone allowing other people to enter. The two are still familiar with the way and entered from the previous place over the wall.

He Bao took off his "clothes" outside in the car, "just in case." If there was a real fight, and his clothes were damaged, he would be heartbroken to death.

Zuo Yan was discussing with him whether to act separately or together, when a beam of light shone on his head, and his white hair shone with silver light.

"Who's there!"

There have been several murders in the school recently, so the security guards patrol once an hour at night, fearing that something will happen again.

The security guard just heard someone whispering something behind the greenery, and when he went over, he turned out to be a young man, "How did you get in here!"

I saw the young man pointing to his side, "He brought me here."

The security flashlight rang, but there was nothing. At this moment, a hand was placed on his shoulder, and a creepy feeling rushed into his mind instantly. When he turned around suddenly, there was nothing.

The security guard swallowed, "Who is there! Come with me, I don't know what to say... Ahh!"

The flashlight rolled at Zuo Yan's feet, and he shuffled and threw him behind the greenery.

He Bao shook his head, "I can't help but be scared."

Forgot who it was that screamed last night?

Zuo Yan picked up the flashlight and found a relatively secluded place to squat.

It is best if there is nothing to do in school, and they can rush over when there is something to do.

"What did you do at the bar today?" Zuo Yan asked, staring at the mosquitoes above.

He Bao leaned against the wall, "The one named Su Yimo has been found. The dead girls are his fans, and they often come to the bar to cheer. They can be called acquainted but not familiar. He is quite clean, so it should have nothing to do with him."

"What is cleanliness?"

He Baodao: "This person usually does good deeds. Although his cleanliness is not comparable to yours, it is not so easy for Yin Ling to touch him."

In other words, it is impossible to touch the ghost that digs out people's internal organs, otherwise it will be recognized at a glance.

"You said earlier that the girl today was covered in water and her face was swollen? None of the five dead people died in the water, and her soul also disappeared. It wasn't lost, but she disappeared completely. She wasn't one of those five people. .”

Zuo Yan said: "There is another person who died with the same cause as them, but the body has not been found yet."

They were all girls, they were all hollowed out stomachs, what was the black shadow he saw that day, and why did he have to take away the internal organs.

The school can be called a not very clean place, Zuo Yan didn't notice much last time, but this time he did see many things that he didn't usually see.

The student who had jumped off the building again and again fell not far in front of his eyes, and the blood exploded. After a few minutes, he fell again and jumped from a high place. Judging by his clothes, it was also more than ten years ago.

Zuo Yan thought that he might not eat watermelon again in a short time.

The pointer on the watch pointed to three o'clock, and morning was coming. At this moment, both of them felt something was wrong.

Zuo Yan smelled a rotten smell, not far away, and He Bao looked at each other, that direction is...

"Girls' dormitory!"

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Zhao Jingya got out of bed again, which finally aroused the reluctance of her roommates, "You still keep people from sleeping every night!"

I always go to the bathroom every night, and I don’t pay attention to the sound. I can bear it for a day or two. This has lasted for half a month.

"I love to sleep but don't sleep!" Zhao Jingya left such a sentence and went into the bathroom. The sound of the door closing made several other people frown.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, some of her friends have had accidents recently, and she feels uncomfortable, so bear with it and pass."

Even though they said so, they really couldn't stand it anymore.

Zhao Jingya lowered her head to wash her hands, and was not shocked at all when she saw the red blood washed off her hands. It had been like this for half a month, and every night she saw that her hands were full of blood, and she couldn't wash them off no matter how much she washed.

Her own face in the mirror was haggard, a bit scary under the pale light, and the sticky feeling came from her hands again, Zhao Jingya couldn't bear it, squatted down and hugged her head, her face was terrified, and she muttered to herself.

"It's none of my business...it's not me...it's not me who killed you..."