After pompom enters Hades

With a soft puff, the freshly baked chubby velvet dumpling hit the ground and bounced twice... completely frightened.

"This is Transfiguration," Hei Wuchang gently picked up the big pompom on the ground, "It is an extremely advanced technique, and it is used to reduce the vigilance of the enemy."

The two policemen were immediately bluffed, and the old policeman even ducked his back and hid behind the iron railings, and then waved to the young policeman: "Xiao Zhang, don't stand there stupidly, it's too easy to scare the snake with our uniforms!"

In the next second, under Heiwuchang's spell, the two erratic ghost policemen quickly shrank into stick figures smaller than a mouse.

The sporadic yin energy all over his body finally condensed to the concentration of a normal ghost. Even if he was blown away by the palm of the ghost, he would not necessarily fall apart directly.

The young police officer looked at his small hands like matchsticks in amazement: "Old Feng, the special mediation department's spells are too powerful, now we can pretend to be children's toys."

On the pitch-black playground, there were quite a few small figures looking out. Even the black figure running and jumping behind them, who was much thinner than everyone else, stopped humming while throwing the handkerchief, and almost disappeared in the blink of an eye. No trace, I don't know where he went.

The two stick figures in the pockets of Hei Wuchang's shirt tiptoed into the nursery, and the old film police counted the number of people:

"There are 13 children in total, and it seems that 4 are missing... If the number of children is correct, we can rush in and rescue those on the playground. Why don't Xiao Zhang and I sneak in along the wall and look for them?"

Heiwuchang: "Go and see what's going on in this kindergarten."

Speaking of Hei Wuchang holding the little pompom, he went straight to the entrance of the kindergarten. The iron gate was tightly locked. He didn't force his way in, but raised his hand and patted the iron gate.

The little pompom huddled in Heiwuchang's arms in great fear, and then sniffed his nose vigorously. After a while, the little pompom relaxed, and exclaimed in surprise:

"Hey!" The children sitting in the circle are all alive, and they don't smell good at all!

The two stickman policemen in their shirt pockets neither believed that they were dead, nor did they believe that the children were dead, so there was no such worry during the whole process.

But I don't know what the two have experienced in the past few days. They seem to be very afraid of these familiar buildings and residents in Yucheng. When Heiwuchang slammed the iron gate, the two stickman policemen immediately became nervous.

The children throwing handkerchiefs in the playground were also sitting or standing, looking curiously at this side. Some of them pointed to the little pompom Hei Wuchang was holding, and showed other children the fat little white rabbit. .

The sound of knocking on the door just fell, and there was no light on. In the two-story building with a rainbow painted, a female kindergarten teacher who looked less than 20 years old came out. After seeing the young man holding a white pompom at the door, she hesitated a little. A little panicked.

"Right now, Rainbow Nursery is full-time care, and parents cannot take their children home."

The current appearance of Heiwuchang looks like a young parent who came here with a pet. He has a handsome face and is harmless to humans and animals.

The kindergarten teacher was not wary either, walked to the iron gate and repeated again: "I said, Rainbow Kindergarten is..."

The little pompom could see a faint ghost aura flying out from Heiwuchang's fingertips, covering the kindergarten teacher's eyes and ears like a layer of faint black veil.

Hei Wuchang asked politely: "Isn't it even allowed to visit? I also brought a white rabbit to play with the children."

The kindergarten teacher seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then returned to normal: "Yes, can you?"

Talking sleepwalking, he opened the iron gate, then turned around and shouted to the children on the playground: "Everyone line up obediently, let's go back to the classroom, your uncle Beibei is here to see you, come quickly!"

The children stood up chattering, and one of them, a little girl with a pink hairpin, ran over bouncing around.

She was a little skeptical at first, but when she saw the fat little white rabbit in Heiwuchang's arms, which was so fat that she couldn't even see the long ears, it was very cute and didn't intend to bite anyone, so Beibei happily accepted this unknown rabbit. Uncle, and hugged the fat pompom happily.

Although the female kindergarten teacher was blinded by the ghost, she still stood beside her nervously.

Heiwuchang just asked a few questions about Beibei's life, neither asked why the nursery school still let the children play games at [-] o'clock in the evening, nor asked why the children's classrooms did not even turn on a light, and it looked dark one slice.

Even so, the nervous female teacher was still getting more and more nervous, and the ghostly black mist in front of her eyes was getting weaker and weaker.

Hei Wuchang stopped questioning, put the two police stick figures into Bei Bei's pocket, and said goodbye softly.

The little pompom yelled twice obediently: "Chirp." Leave it to me here, and you go to Yucheng to see who is doing the tricks.

The little girl happily hugged the big pompom, wanted to catch the match soldier but couldn't free her hands, so she had to run towards the lined up children holding the big pompom, which caused a burst of immature exclamation.

Even the little black figure who had disappeared before and was smaller than the other children poked his head out from behind the slide, looking enviously at the plush rabbit in Beibei's arms.

The little pompom hid behind the little girl's arm, the smaller black shadow smelled a little sweet, so scary...

The female teacher led a dozen or so children lined up to the dark classroom. The children who were chirping and wanting to sneak a peek at the little plush rabbit seemed to be less noisy, and some of them bit each other's ears in a very small voice :

"Jiajia, I'm afraid of the dark."

"I'm afraid too, I want to turn on the light..."

"Those who want to turn on the light are bad kids, I want to tell the teacher!"

The children who were afraid of the dark did not dare to speak out, and a few children with red flowers on their clothes began to reason with their friends like adults:

"The teacher said, it's normal for us to be afraid of the dark."

"Those idols will protect us. Those who don't respect the idols and do bad things will be caught by the things in the dark."

"We're not bad kids!"

Somehow, the little pompom became more confused the more he listened, and even the stickman policeman in Beibei's pocket didn't understand what the kindergartens in their jurisdiction were teaching indiscriminately.

After the children lined up to step up the steps of the small building, some children who strived to be good children began to line up and hold their heads high. Most of the children who were afraid of the dark were all timid and huddled together. If they hadn't come to Yucheng It's hard for Little Pompom to believe that a team of four or five-year-old children can be so quiet.

Although this female teacher looks neurotic, she is a living person after all, and if she walks in the room without light, she will hit the wall.

She picked up a white candle at the base of the wall, lit it with a match, and led the team slowly along the wall.

Only then did the little pompom see that in the corridor five or six meters ahead, there were two dancing blue candles. As the female teacher led the team approaching, the things behind the candles became clear. .

Those were two black statues of gods, their facial features carved extremely vaguely, with a strange sense of oppressiveness.

Although the identity of the gods cannot be identified from the facial features, the inscriptions on the base of the god statues tell everything: Zhao Wenhe, the Western ghost emperor, and the real person, the Western ghost emperor.

The little pompom is no stranger to the ghost emperor, but the two policemen in Beibei's pockets quit. The old policeman was so angry that the matchstick shook his hands: "It's the 21st century, and you go to teach children to worship these puffy heads?" The ghosts and gods of the brain are simply vicious! Stupid!"

With the size of the stick figure, the sound is destined to be very small, but after the old policeman finished speaking, he still looked around worriedly, and found that he didn't even hear a single person, and he was still very puzzled...

The children and teachers here are all living people, so they must not hear ghost words.

The female teacher led the children to burn incense on the two black statues respectfully, and kept correcting the children's movements during the process:

"Obviously, you should bring three sticks of incense to the teacher to light. Those who count wrong are bad kids. What will happen to bad kids?"

Several self-motivated children rushed to answer:

"Teacher, I know that bad children will be caught by things in the dark."

"Just like Haohao and the others!"

The children's voices were immature and clear, but the hearts of the little pompom and the two policemen were thumped. Is this why there are three children missing in the nursery?

What have they been through, are they still alive now...?

Except for the few children who listened to the teacher, the other children were a little scared, and even a few timid children covered their eyes and wanted to cry.

The little pompom stretched out its paws and gently touched the most timid boy. The children at the end of the line immediately stopped their tears and began to look at the big pompom curiously.

Some children even covered their eyes on purpose, trying to attract the attention of this fluffy fat ball.

And Beibei didn't focus on fear the whole time, the pom-pom was a bit heavy, the five-year-old girl kept trying to hold the pom-pom steady, not wanting her big pom-pom to be snatched away by other children.

The children in the back seemed respectful when offering incense, but in fact they were all thinking about the plush balls, so that all their power of worshiping ghosts and gods was exhausted.

The little pompon bet that the two Western ghost emperors underground didn't receive any incense and filial piety this time.

Because the little pompom can feel its own poor aura, when every child burns incense, there will be a little bit more...

After paying homage to the ghost emperor, the female teacher lit candles in the classroom, distributed wafer biscuits and sweet milk to the children as snacks, and then took the children to brush their teeth. It was already twelve o'clock in the evening, and finally arrived Children's bedtime.

More than ten years ago, Yucheng was still a city with a population of 10,000+ before the decline of its pillar industries. There were dozens of children in a nursery class. The sleeping classroom was very large, but most of the small beds were empty, only the corners There are more than a dozen beds covered with small mattresses and quilts printed with cartoon patterns.

"Lie down. No one is allowed to talk while sleeping, let alone get out of bed and run around. Do you hear me?"

Some three- and four-year-old children are really timid. If they don’t wait for a while to sleep, they may have nightmares and cry all night. The female teacher finally showed mercy by turning on a star-shaped blue night light and placed it on the There was an empty small bed in the middle, and then he yawned and went out with a candle in his hand.

This time the female teacher didn't threaten, she seemed sure that the children would be obedient.

And the fact is the same, after turning on the night light, only a small circle in the middle of this classroom is illuminated by a hazy light blue light, and the surrounding area is still pitch black.

All the children were a little scared, and obediently got into the bed, and some even covered their heads with thin quilts, not even daring to show their toes.

The little girl put the pompom in the center of the small wooden bed like a baby, and reserved the most golden position of the small bed. She also let the big pompom rest on the pillow and covered it with a small quilt, but she huddled on the edge of the small bed with some fear .

"Velvet Tutu, you must cover yourself with the quilt." The little girl said childishly beside the pillow: "If a disobedient child kicks the quilt, he will be caught by the long-necked aunt. Yesterday I stretched out my feet When I got under the quilt, she came to grab my feet, my neck is so long..."