[Future] The counterattack of waste wood

Yang Jing was lying on the bed watching TV, and he changed the channel one after another. At this moment, the terminal in his hand rang, and he raised his arm to his eyes, and found that it was an unfamiliar number.

The moment the connection was made, Wu Baichen's energetic face appeared on the screen. He called out "Yang Jing", then stared at it carefully for a while, and finally said, "Yang Jing, are you okay?"

"En? En." Yang Jing agreed.

Wu Baichen was a little embarrassed, and scratched his head, "I don't know why I passed out that day. After waking up, I heard that you got us off that damned vine." Wu Baichen was the first to faint that day, Covered in green juice, he looks the worst, but in fact he suffered the least injuries. The bruise on Yang Jing's face has not faded yet, but Wu Baichen doesn't even have a mark on his face.

"As long as you're fine, I heard from the captain that your leg was injured..." Wu Baichen was still talking.

After a while, there was a coughing sound from behind him, Wu Baichen seemed to be pushed down by someone, and his body was tilted, "Oh, wait a minute, Luo Yu wants to talk to you too."

"I just thought you were calling him, so I thought of saying a few words by the way." Luo Yu murmured softly from the screen, but he couldn't hear it clearly. Wu Baichen laughed twice, the screen moved a lot, and then It was replaced by Luo Yu's round face, with a pair of curved eyebrows, frowning.

"Is your foot okay? If you have a broken bone, drink more bone soup, fish soup, eat more eggs, animal offal...Well, you should take a good rest these days."

Yang Jing was a little baffled, wondering when did this big girl change her mind?

After she finished speaking, without waiting for Yang Jing's answer, she stuffed the terminal back into Wu Baichen's hand. After the picture spun, Wu Baichen's snickering expression happened to be captured.

"Cough, Yang Jing, take care of your wounds." Wu Baichen's voice was filled with a smile, which covered Luo Yu's muttering behind his back.

After cutting off the communication, turning the channel from beginning to end, Yang Jing received calls from Qin Xinyi and Qi Shi respectively. The contents were nothing more than concerned about his injury, especially Qi Ya, who was hesitating and annoyed when he spoke. blame yourself.

While Yang Jing was talking on the phone with others, Zhang Qi was listening to a report in the study, and Zhang Jian was standing in the middle of the room with a wry smile on his lips, "The giant snake in the cave spontaneously ignited and burned into a pile of ashes."

Zhang Qi looked solemn, and asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

"I haven't found out the specific reason, but all the processes are correct. One of them just touched the giant snake, and the strange thing ignited a blue flame. There was a fire-type ability in the team who wanted to check it, but he was burned. He said the flames had no heat at all."

Zhang Qi recalled the situation when he and Yang Jing were in the cave. He walked over to pick up the necklace. Nothing happened, but he didn't touch the giant snake at that time.

"Is that man okay?"

Zhang Jian had a tacit understanding with him for many years, and he knew who he was talking about in just a few words, "The man only got burns on his right hand, and it wasn't serious."

Zhang Qi nodded, "I'll take a look this afternoon."

Even though Zhang Qi was at home, he buried his head in the study, and Yang Jing didn't know that he left in the afternoon.

In the evening, Zhang Qi came back just in time for dinner. Yang Jing saw that he was wearing out clothes. Although his face was expressionless as usual, there was thin sweat on his forehead. Yang Jing bit his chopsticks, looked him up and down, and said casually. He asked, "Did you go out today?"

Zhang Qi unbuttoned it, and someone next to him was holding a change of clothes, he nodded, "Yes."

When Zhang Qi finished changing his clothes and sat down, Yang Jing was almost finished eating. He slowed down, holding the food with chopsticks one by one, "I'll go back to school tomorrow."

"En?" Zhang Qi stopped holding the chopsticks with his right hand and looked up at Yang Jing, "So fast?"

Then, he paused, and said, "Don't worry about the school. I've already explained the situation to the principal, and you won't be counted as absent."

Yang Jing was a little surprised, he had never heard Zhang Qi mention it before.When Yang Jing was in class, he thought about skipping class every day, but he really took a break and felt bored. He thought about it, and shook his head, but his tone was not so firm, "Let's go back, I'm not seriously injured."

Zhang Qi didn't try to persuade him any more, he gave a compliment, thought for a while, and said, "I'll take you back tomorrow."

Because every time Yang Jing went back to school, the Zhang family sent a car to take him there, so he didn't take it seriously.

The next day after breakfast, the two of them went out together. Yang Jing thought he was going to take him to the door, but when he came out of the house, he saw the Qingyan parked at the bottom of the steps. drive.

Uncle Gao helped open the car door, but Yang Jing didn't move. He looked up at Zhang Qi's tough profile, "You want to send me back to school?"

"kindness."

Yang Jing suddenly realized that the hand holding his arm was wide and hot. He giggled and smirked and said, "The army is so busy, so just send me someone for such a trivial matter. You don't have to..."

Before he finished speaking, he looked up and saw that Zhang Qi's eyes were dark, as if they contained some kind of temperature. When he lowered his head, the warm breath was blowing on the top of his head, making Yang Jing's scalp numb.

Zhang Qi interrupted him, exerting some strength in his hand, "By the way."

Hearing what he said, regardless of whether it was true or not, Yang Jing's heart sank. He held on to the car door and limped in.

Zhang Qi walked around to the driver's seat, Yang Jing noticed that he was coming around from the back of the car, and thought that this person was really rigid.

When the car was driving, Zhang Qi wouldn't take the initiative to speak, and Yang Jing didn't bother to speak now, the cabin was so quiet that it was almost oppressive.

Yang Jing never imagined that such a trivial matter as going back to school required Zhang to send him there. Faced with such meticulous care and concern, he felt very uncomfortable, as if he had grown hair all over his body, and wanted to rub it hard. .

The car drove fast, and before noon, the two of them arrived at the Federal College. Fortunately, there was still a while before get out of class ended, and there were only two or three truant people on campus, and Zhang Qi's Qing Yan did not attract too much attention.

Originally, according to Yang Jing's intention, it was over when Zhang Qi was sent downstairs. Anyway, he would take the elevator afterwards, but Zhang Qi supported him with an undeniable momentum, as if it was a matter of course.

Back in the dormitory, there was a stale smell in the room that hadn’t been ventilated for a long time. Zhang Qi looked around, and then went to the wall to turn on the ventilation fan for him. Yang Jing was not used to seeing Zhang Qi doing these things. Qi has nothing to do with it.

"Take good care of yourself. Call me if you need anything." Zhang Qi stood condescendingly by the sofa, looking at Yang Jing seriously.

This sentence made Yang Jing's unaccustomed to the culmination, but he didn't know how to interface, no one would turn a cold face to the kindness that came over, so he could only give two perfunctory graces, wishing Zhang Qi leave now.

Sure enough, Zhang Qi didn't stay long, and left after explaining. Seeing the closed door, Yang Jing heaved a sigh of relief.

Afterwards, Yang Jing returned to his old life, and Zhang Qi really asked him to leave. The teacher was surprised by Yang Jing's appearance, and told him to take a good rest. His enthusiasm was almost overwhelming.

Yang Jing was used to laziness. Although he returned to school, he still went from time to time. Now, no one cares about him.

One day, Yang Jing was drowsy in class, and in a daze, he suddenly had an idea that next time he should record the teacher's lecture in class, and put it next to the pillow when he encountered insomnia. , Absolutely see immediate results.

From the position behind Yang Jing, several girls' suppressed discussions sounded, their shrill voices were cautious.

"I'm going to sleep in your room today, okay?"

"what happened?"

"I came back last night and walked on campus. I always felt that someone was following me. I went back to the dormitory with me. When I slept at night, I could still hear the rustling sound coming from the living room."

The other girls let out small exclamations, and then suddenly realized that they were in class, and immediately lowered their heads.

"Hey, don't scare yourself, have you dreamed at night?"

"I'm serious." The girl's voice was about to cry, "I wanted to call my boyfriend, but there was no signal on the terminal, and I was so scared that I curled up under the quilt and stayed up all night."

"Ah, let me tell you, you have big circles under your eyes."

The girl gave a absent-minded acknowledgment, and then begged: "How about I sleep with you today."

"Okay, okay, I scared you." It was a hearty female voice who spoke this time.

After that, Yang Jing didn't hear it because he fell asleep completely.

Yang Jing didn't pay attention to the few words he overheard by accident. He had already learned that women are just gossips who love to think about things, and they can scare themselves by themselves.

But it didn't take long for the school to be haunted. More than one person said that he saw something following him, or that there was a noise in an empty room at night, and some people even described it vividly. For every little thing, you have to put it on "Damn".

Then, like a drop of water thrown into a frying pan, a female student died in her room. It was quickly spread, but no one knew exactly what happened. Some said that she fell naked in the bathtub, some said that she was cut dozens of knives all over her body, and some even said that the woman had been raped before she was killed. .

The police intervened in the investigation, but they had no clue. For a while, people were panicked. At seven or eight o'clock in the evening, there was no one on campus.

Yang Jing still doesn’t believe it’s haunted. He said it was murder and he can explain it. Until one night, when he was sleeping, he suddenly felt a movement behind him, as if someone got into the bed from the other side and lay beside him. .

Yang Jing opened his eyes in an instant. He didn't move immediately, but stared straight at the outline of the cabinet in front of him. There was a raised shadow on the cabinet. He knew it was the white jade ginseng released by him. The ginseng stood in large characters. In the pot, he's pretty sure he's awake at this point.

Another "person" came up on the other side of the bed. The mattress didn't sag, and there was no sound at all, but he could feel that more than one "person" was on his bed.

At this moment, Yang Jing's heart was pounding violently, and his senses were very clear. He suddenly tried to turn over, but his body seemed to be frozen, unable to move.