Lanxiang Xiuxian Technical College

Chen Mo called the school, and everyone came out of the equipment room with the dormitory in charge. After walking a few steps, many security guards and teachers greeted them, starting with their head teacher Xiao Jinran.

Xiao Jinran was sweating profusely, and was obviously very nervous. He rushed over to check on a few of his students, gasping for breath, and no longer had a naughty smile on his face. He just said: "It's too nonsense, it's too dangerous! I can't do it next time." Do this..."

Everyone went back to the boys' dormitory together. When they got to the first floor, everyone didn't leave. Instead, they watched the security guards and the school's teachers rush into the dormitory management's reception room.

The reception room of the dormitory manager was very messy, with many things piled up, many things were piled directly on the bed, and there was a large file bag, which was placed at an angle, and a lot of things spilled out.

Bu Fan's eyes were sharp, and he saw one of the photos. He had seen it before. In the library, there were several photos in the computer that the dead brother used. printed out.

Bu Fan finally understood that at that time in the library management, a girl suddenly attacked him madly, probably because the dormitory manager found out that he saw the photo. He didn't expect that senior brother to leave the photo in the shared computer in the library.

Seeing that Bu Fan had been staring at a brown paper bag in a daze for the fifth time in Beitang, he also turned his gaze away, and saw the spilled, printed old photo. He reached out to pick up the paper bag, and shook it out, the photo completely fell off. Come out and drop on the table.

A very old photo. There are several people wearing isolation suits. One of them is circled with a red pen. Their appearance is not easy to identify, because they are all wearing uniform clothes and uniform hats, but Bu Fan recognized at a glance that it was a brother named Cui Chengyuan, who had passed away.

Xiao Jinran caught a glimpse of the photo by accident, was startled, rushed over quickly, snatched the photo, stared at the person on it hard, and the hands holding the photo trembled.

Bu Fan glanced at Teacher Xiao, that brother named Cui Chengyuan was actually in the same class as Teacher Xiao, they were both students of Lanci, and they were classmates...

Teacher Xiao lost his composure. He stared at the photo for a long time, but a teacher next to him called him, but he didn't wake up Xiao Jinran.

Bu Fan looked at Teacher Xiao suspiciously. He wanted to ask. After all, he was full of doubts in his heart. However, looking at Xiao Jinran's expression, he couldn't bear to speak. In memory.

Bu Fan turned around, took a step back, and heard a "bang", as if something fell down and kicked something.

With a "grunt", something fell under the bed, everyone quickly looked down, and lifted the quilt that was hanging down on the bed. As a result, everyone took a breath of air in a "heh--".

I saw a transparent jar lying upside down under the bed, just like the jar for soaking specimens in the laboratory, and inside that jar was not a transparent preservative, but dark red... blood.

I don't know if it's because of the visual relationship, this weird visual conflict made Bu Fan smell a bloody smell, and I don't know if it's a real bloody smell or a fantasy, it's extremely disgusting.

A security guard took out the cans, but he didn't expect that there were many such cans under the bed, at least seven or eight of them, densely packed, and when they were picked up, there was something soaked in them.

That's right, it's like a specimen, except that the preservative is blood, and the things soaked in it are actually bells.

Seven or eight pan bells were soaked in blood, and when they were picked up, they were still ups and downs, hitting the glass jar, making a crisp sound like a woman speaking.

Bu Fan was taken aback when he heard this sound, and said, "Panling? So what we heard in the corridor of the dormitory was the sound of the panbell?"

Beitang Fifth frowned. He had never seen this kind of strange bell. It had a handle, a big base, and a strange shape. If Bu Fan hadn't said it, he wouldn't have known this kind of thing at all.

It seems that there are still many people who don’t know this kind of thing. Bu Fan does, but it actually has something to do with his background. Beitang Wu was born in a big city, and he was also a rich young man. Bu Fan was born in a mountainous area, and his hometown is very closed. During the festivals, even weddings and funerals, some people will do this. The pan bell is a musical instrument that accompanies the puppet show. It sounds like a woman's laughter, very crisp.

When Bu Fan was a child, he always went out to watch the Panling Puppet Show, which was very interesting, so he recognized it at a glance.

But Bu Fan never thought that someone would put the bell in a glass jar, this way is too weird.

Chen Mo looked at the pan bells soaked in blood, frowned and said, "What does this mean?"

The housekeeper let out a "hehe" laugh, as if mocking them, and said, "You can't kill me, and you can't lock me up either."

Xiao Jinran suddenly put down the photo in his hand, and turned his head. The grief just now had been completely hidden, and he sneered and said, "You're quite confident?"

The supervisor said: "Because I still know a lot, including what happened back then, that person named Cui Chengyuan."

Xiao Jinran's indifferent eyes trembled suddenly, the supervisor seemed to have caught his veins, and soon he turned his head again, looked at Chen Mo, and said, "That man named Su Bo."

Chen Mo's gaze also trembled, Su Bai was none other than Chen Mo's adoptive father, that is, Su Jiuxi's grandfather, who had passed away for a long time.

The housekeeper said: "Not only that, I also know a lot about dogs, far more than you imagine, this bell is the proof, you kill me, don't want to know for the rest of your life! Only I know!"

In fact, Bu Fan couldn't understand most of what the housekeeper was saying, but he felt that what the housekeeper said seemed to have successfully restrained everyone.

Xiao Jinran first came back to his senses and said, "It seems that you know a lot."

The steward said: "I guarantee that you don't know, and you will be surprised. You can't touch me..."

The supervisor looked very confident. After speaking, he raised his chest and stood where he was. Just as everyone was looking at each other, the supervisor suddenly let out an exclamation of "Ho—" and everyone was startled.

There was something wrong with the dormitory manager's eyes suddenly, he pushed the security guard of the dormitory manager away, Beitang No. [-] reacted the fastest, squinted his eyes, and said, "Get out of the way!"

As he spoke, he took a step forward and pulled away the security guard who was still in a daze. The security guard was thrown out and hit the ground with a "bang", and the dormitory manager suddenly went crazy. He was still threatening everyone, but in an instant, his eyes suddenly became lax, and his consciousness suddenly disappeared.

Everyone heard a sound of "Dingling—" like a woman's laughter, clear and sweet.In the reception room, the bells soaked in blood suddenly rang, and women laughed one after another. Accompanied by this weird laughter, the steward started to go crazy. He just attacked the people around him, and did not catch up to attack The others then lowered their heads strangely and bit their own arms.

"呲啦——" Suddenly, a piece of meat was bitten off, and the steward started to gnaw on his own body frantically, biting his arm to the bone in an instant, and then fell to the ground with a "Boom!" Plasma came out, making a "gurgling" sound.

Bu Fan was so frightened that he closed his eyes abruptly. This scene was too scary. He ate his own flesh and gnawed it. This scene, that is, the scene where his father eats his mother, is very similar to this scene.

Ye Yixia was suddenly stimulated, took a few steps back abruptly, bumped into the door frame of the reception room with a "boom", and rushed out of the reception room with distracted eyes.

Qi Xu yelled: "Xiao Xia!" Then he quickly chased out, hugged the struggling Ye Yixia in his arms, and tried to comfort him and said, "It's okay, Xiao Xia, don't look, don't look."

Of course Su Jiuxi was the one who was frightened, this scene was too exciting for a young master, Su Jiuxi immediately ran out and crouched on the ground and vomited.

Chen Mo immediately rushed over to rescue the dorm manager who suddenly went crazy, Beitang Fifth narrowed his eyes and said, "It's hopeless."

Chen Mo squatted down and pressed the host's neck. As expected, he had no pulse and was dead...

Everyone worked hard all night, and found some strange things, old photos, a bell soaked in blood, and a few tubes of unused plasma, all of which were inexplicable things. I got sick and died.

Bu Fan really didn't understand, the supervisor clearly said that it was a good gene, but he got sick in the end, and the "laughter" of the ring bell without warning seemed to be a kind of mechanism.

The dog incident passed quickly, and the injured students also came back to class. Because of Bu Fan's blood, the virus in the students' bodies was under control, and there was nothing wrong with them.

Bu Fan began to take some lessons that he didn’t understand every day. It was like listening to a bible in class. Fortunately, there was a bully around him. Wu also helped him make up for it, and occasionally opened a small stove after returning to the dormitory. Bu Fan felt that the fifth lecture in Beitang was really wonderful, much better than those taught by the teachers.

Just after they had been in class for a full month, they finally started small class teaching. Bu Fan almost forgot that their major was the combination of Chinese and Western philosophy of cultivating immortals. The class teacher of this class was Xiao Jinran, and there were only five students in total.

The professional class finally started, interspersed in the middle of the knowledge class, a month of knowledge class, followed by a month of practical classes, and then a month of major classes.

Practical classes are the so-called professional classes, and Xiao Jinran will personally take them to the class. Of course, they have to go out of school to practice.

In the first practical class, Bu Fan was still a little excited. After all, they had learned so much "outrageous" knowledge, and it was finally time for practice. Thinking about it was a bit unconstrained.

The practice classes range from low to high levels, and from low to high difficulty, ranging from C to S. This makes Bu Fan feel a bit like playing a copy of a game?

Each student has a practice handbook, on which there is a blank page with small squares. In each practical class, if the student performs well, he will get two small red flags on the blank page. If the performance is qualified and there is no absence, he will get A small red flag, if the performance is unqualified, there will be no small red flag. If you are absent from work, you will be deducted a small red flag. You will not be able to enter school until the small red flag is full, otherwise you will always be in freshman year.

Bu Fan suddenly felt that he had become a primary school student, or a kindergarten student, struggling to gather the little red flags...

The first practical class is of course the simplest C-level task, everyone is eager to try, and excitedly followed Xiao Jinran to the off-campus, but what they didn't expect was that the first task was to go to a certain celestial teacher's office to clean for others Sanitation, copy documents.

The next day was also a C-level task, and I went to the second Tianshi office to polish coffins for others.

The third day was still a C-level task, and I went to the third Tianshi office to put film on someone's coffin...

Bu Fan looked at a lot of small red flag practice manuals posted in his hand, and felt like crying, wondering when he would be able to do B-level tasks?