After pompom enters Hades

However, the lack of light does not affect the vision of the sky eye.

Although the room in 209 was pitch black, Zhu Ning could clearly see that ghost energy poured in from the open door through the darkness, as if it was a part of a human figure, and was about to enter the room as a whole.

The other three boys in the room were gasping for breath, apparently some of them could have seen the scene.

Zhu Ning doesn't like the dark, and tends to turn into a pompom. He stepped forward and reached out, and flicked on the light switch.

The room is instantly bright!

The black air that had penetrated into the room paused, and retreated as if it had been burned by a raging fire.But half a second later, a small black hand reluctantly reached in again, and quietly pressed the light off.

The room was plunged into darkness.

A trace of black air poured in again.

Zhu Yuxuan seemed to have seen everything in front of him, screamed in fright, and rummaged through the phone with ease.Zhuan Yi was out of breath and kept coughing.Wen Chun shrank to the innermost part of the bedroom, avoiding the ghost in fear.

All three boys can see ghosts...

Zhu Ning was angry, and he was also afraid of the dark, so he quickly reached out and turned on the light.

The room is bright!

The little black hand stretched out again to turn off the lights. To people without yin and yang eyes, the light switches in the room jumped around automatically very strangely.

The room was dark again, but before it lasted half a second, Zhu Ning, who was standing next to the light switch, pressed the switch again to light up the room.

……

The mood of everyone in the room fluctuates up and down with the brightness of the light.

However, just before Zhu Ning withdrew his hand, that little black hand sneaked in and attached the back of Zhu Ning's hand...

Sticky and cold, slowly push the light switch to the other side!

Seeing this scene, Zhuan Yi, who was coughing violently, was like eating chili noodles, but was suddenly slapped from behind, and immediately choked so hard that he couldn't even breathe.

Zhu Yuxuan found the phone with great difficulty. After raising his head, he could not hold the phone steadily. The weak white light of the flashlight applet kept trembling in the room, "Brother...brother...it, it is standing behind you..."

At this moment, Zhu Ning's half back was facing the bedroom door, maintaining the posture of turning on the light, he could clearly feel the slippery and cold ghost hand on the back of his hand, and the chill came from the back of his neck...

It exudes a food smell similar to old sauerkraut.

The room was still very dark, and Zhu Ning didn't want to know who was standing behind him, but several times someone grabbed the switch with him, which made the former Highness Pluto completely angry.

Zhu Ning pulled his hand, and then slapped it on the little black hand, "What's the matter with this light switch, is it a counterfeit product?"

Speaking of which, Zhu Ning raised his hand as if he didn't believe in evil, and slapped the light switch on the wall for a while, almost slapping that cold black hand into the wall: "Is it still in bad contact? Still in bad contact? And..."

The broken black hand slowly retracted.

The room is completely brightened.

Several boys stared straight at Zhu Ning, as if struck by lightning, they were so shocked that they didn't speak for a long time.

Zhu Ning looked at the gray mist that Zhuan Xu coughed out, and the black air on Wen Chun's body, so it was hard to explain his identity to Zhu Yuxuan now.

Zhu Ning walked back as if nothing had happened, and said embarrassedly: "The switch of Desen Middle School is not very easy to use."

Zhu Yuxuan: "Yes...is it..."

Wen Chun, who was hiding behind the bed, took a long time to recover from the scene just happened. This timid boy seemed to really believe Zhu Ning's words, and he seemed very worried. After hesitating again and again, he whispered:

"Desen Middle School is not only of poor quality, the quality of the door lock is also not good at night, and something may come in through the door."

Zhu Ning: "What?"

Wen Chun hesitated and couldn't tell why, the boys were frightened by the ghostly hand that just turned off the lights, and they really didn't want to stay in room 209 any longer.

So after Zhu Yuxuan invited Zhu Ning to his dormitory, everyone agreed. Zhu Ning locked the door of room 209 and together with the three boys, they quickly walked through the corridor and passed a corner to Zhu Yuxuan's room 212. .

The student apartment building is a 匚-shaped building, like three rectangular buildings connected together. When Zhu Ning arrived at 212, he found that this place and 209 were on both sides of the corner of the building, and the straight-line distance between the windows was only two or three meters.

As long as the curtains are not drawn, the bed in the bedroom can be seen clearly even through the balcony.

Unlike the spaciousness of 209, the four beds in dormitory 212 have futons. It looks no different from ordinary high school dormitories, except that the decoration is more luxurious.

At the innermost common wooden table, sat a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. He had a handsome face, but his pupils were dark and scary.

The boy with black pupils didn't mean to say hello when he saw a few people coming in, but just looked at Zhu Ning with great interest for a few seconds, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

Zhu Yuxuan obviously didn't want to talk to this roommate who was left alone, so he just pointed his finger and briefly introduced: "This is Huaizilin, the son of Auntie Cleaning in our dormitory building."

Huaizilin didn't make a sound, and brought out a dark green round watermelon from the bottom of the table, and carefully wiped the ashes with a napkin.

Zhu Ning didn't say anything. The word Huaizilin didn't look like the name of Aunt Baojie's son at all, but it was easy to think of it as a place similar to the place where the corpse was dumped.

Wen Chun, who was a little cowardly at first, always dodged his eyes when he saw Huaizilin.

"Cousin, our high school courses have ended, and the rest of the year is all about review time." Zhu Yuxuan is a top student in the junior class. Even though he saw the ghost turn off the lights just now, he is still thinking about the exam. "There will be quizzes in mathematics, physics and Chinese tomorrow, have you reviewed them?"

A classmate with a permeable temperament like Huai Zilin was in the dormitory. Zhu Yuxuan and his two roommates kept silent about what happened just now. , all of a sudden anxious.

"God, did you ever go to high school?"

"Teacher Hu takes the test every day, if you fail, you have to go to the office to find him!"

When Wen Chun talked about Mr. Hu's math office, his tone was filled with fear.

Zhu Ning is also very helpless. Not only did he go to high school, but he even graduated from university. It is because he graduated from university that he returned all the things he learned in high school to the teacher.

Unexpectedly, after four years, Mr. Pluto once again fell into the fear of being dominated by mathematics. Fortunately, within 2 minutes of reviewing, there was a knock on the door of the 212 dormitory, and a fat man wearing round glasses rushed in.

"Wen Chun, I've finished drawing the ghost exorcising talisman!" The fat man with round glasses held a piece of yellow talisman paper with both hands very cherished, his face flushed with joy, "This way you don't have to be afraid of locust trees at night..."

After the little fat man rushed into the house, he suddenly found Huai Zilin sitting at the table, his hands trembled in fright, and the piece of talisman fluttered into the trash can full of watermelon rinds.

Huai Zilin stared at the little fat man with his pitch-black pupils for a few seconds, and Zhu Ning could even see his vague swallowing of saliva.

Then Huaizilin picked up the fruit knife expressionlessly and plunged it into the green-skinned watermelon. Instead of cutting the skin, he held the handle of the knife and spun it like drilling wood to make fire. The fruit knife crushed the red flesh of the watermelon. Juice trickled down from the opening.

Zhu Ning didn't know how the cleaning aunt's son could cut the watermelon so frighteningly. He looked at the round watermelon whose rind was almost intact but the red flesh had been crushed into a puree. Looking back at the little fat man's chubby head...

The little fat man thought of something, screamed like a fat squirrel, picked up the talisman paper that was muddy with fruit juice from the trash can, turned around and fled out of room 212 like a wind.

The dormitory fell into an unbearable silence. After a while, Zhu Yuxuan said quietly: "That is Ding Bao, who is only in the third grade of junior high school. His father is Ding Zhennan, the chairman of Suda Logistics."

Zhu Ning knew about Ding Zhennan, but he didn't know why his son, an entrepreneur worth billions of dollars, would draw a ghost-exorcism talisman.

But now this trivial matter is no longer important, because someone in this noble middle school probably murdered the ghost emperor.

And that boy with black pupils named Huai Zilin made Zhu Ning feel extremely uncomfortable, even a ghost never made Zhu Ning feel this way.

Zhu Ning closed his eyes and quietly concentrated, and opened his eyes again to look at Huaizilin, but the black energy on his body was not as warm as Chun Chun.

At this time, Huaizilin had already started to plunge into the watermelon with a straw, sucking the red flesh.

The three boys and Zhu Ning couldn't go on reviewing anymore, Zhu Yuxuan gave Zhu Ning the review points of copying, and then waved goodbye.

Zhu Ning was a little worried about the sleeping environment of his cousin and his two friends, so he asked hesitantly: "Do you want me to stay with you, or do you go to live in my dormitory?"

Zhu Yuxuan and Wen Chun quickly waved their hands, looking nervous.

"No! Points will be deducted for not staying in your dormitory after nine o'clock in the evening."

"You must run around at night..."

Zhu Ning didn't know why the two boys were so afraid of such ordinary things as deducting points and the teacher's office, but it was getting dark late in summer, and it was already 55:[-].

Under the urging of the two, Zhu Ning left room 212 with some trepidation, and returned to room 209 with the review materials in hand.

Zhu Ning had been involved in several cases before. At his uncle Zhu Weixin's house, he was always nervous not to turn into a pompom at night. He basically didn't close his eyes.

In class tomorrow, I will definitely find time to ask Zhu Yuxuan about the situation on campus alone.

After packing up the books for the next day's class and setting the alarm clock at 06:30 in the morning, Zhu Ning didn't turn off the lights, but enjoyed the sense of security brought by the white lights, climbed into bed and fell asleep wrapped in a quilt.

……

I don't know how long it took before Zhu Ning heard an intermittent call in a very low voice:

"Can I hide here?"

"help me……"

"I dare not go back to the dormitory..."

Zhu Ning didn't open his eyes, but in a half-dream and half-awake state, he could feel that the electric lights in the room had turned dark at some point, and no light could penetrate his eyelids.

And the one calling in his ear seems to be Wen Chun.