[Future] The counterattack of waste wood

The air seemed to be frozen, and no sound could be heard. Yang Jing's heartbeat was like beating a drum in his ears at this moment. He gritted his teeth and worked hard secretly. If he could make a sound, he would definitely show his gratitude En Sheng, it didn't take long for Yang Jing to feel his face heat up and the top of his head swell.

Yang Jing didn't know how long it had passed, the time seemed to be still, he felt that it had passed for a long time, but it didn't seem too long, slowly, he felt a dull pain in his chest, this was the sequelae of his exertion, he relaxed , straight to the abdomen in one breath, his fingers twitched unconsciously, and then he gradually regained the control of his limbs, his legs slowly bent, curled up into a ball, and then his whole body could move, one mouth, one meaningless uttered a single syllable, he couldn't wait to shout, as if something was chasing him behind, "turn on the light."

The bright light dispelled the unknown fear hidden in the darkness and brought people a sense of security. Yang Jing sat up, and when he was restrained and unable to move, he was surprisingly calm, but thinking about it now, it makes people feel scared for a while. The hairs all over stood on end.

Yang Jing suddenly wanted to talk to someone, his fingers unconsciously rubbed the quilt, and his body moved, and there was a rustling sound on the bed immediately, which made the room not too quiet.

"System, are you there?"

"Of course! Darling, I'm here anytime, anywhere!" If his voice wasn't so twitchy, Yang Jing would have been moved.

Yang Jing couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, but he immediately said angrily: "Then you didn't make a sound just now? Watching me being crushed by ghosts?"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that there is a saying in school that whenever there is a "hell" encounter, the terminals and electrical appliances around him will not work. In other words, all energy is blocked.Yang Jing didn't know what the system belonged to, and only after yelling did he realize that the system was also blocked?

Unexpectedly, the system said in a natural tone, "Press it a few times and you will get used to it!"

"Paralyzed!" Yang Jing gritted his teeth, but hearing the system say so calmly, the tension in his heart disappeared instantly, so he asked, "What was that just now? Are there really... ghosts in the world?"

"Darling, I can't tell you this time, you have to figure it out yourself." The system suddenly changed its voice, "As for whether there are ghosts, it's just a name."

"When did you pretend to be coercive? Tell me!" No one will be happy when they learn that the other party is hiding something, especially if it is such a thing. Yang Jing immediately revealed a fierce look and said viciously.

The more fierce Yang Jing became, the smoother the system became. He only heard his voice become softer and raised a few degrees in vain, "Catch me if you have the ability!"

Yang Jing gritted his teeth.

After the system giggled, it suddenly said, "However, I can remind you that you must bring ginseng with you recently."

Yang Jing subconsciously looked at the cabinet. The human-shaped ginseng was standing in the flower pot with his hands on his hips and his eyes closed. He seemed to be asleep, but his appearance was so wretched that he felt the urge to slap him.

After that, Yang Jing lay down again, but he didn't turn off the light, tossed and turned for a while, and finally fell asleep.

This time, the "ghost press" incident was quickly forgotten by Yang Jing, even thinking about it now, it would seem unreal.

Soon, when the weekend came, Yang Jing temporarily let go of the mission of the mercenary group due to a foot injury, thinking that he would have to spend two days in the dormitory as before. This kind of exciting life, and then returning to peace, is really unbearable, and grass grows in my heart.

Song Chu called to report that he was recovering from illness, and at the same time asked if he still needed to pass this week, and then he only found out that Yang Jing was injured. With a rare expression of concern on his face, he asked Yang Jing to take good care of his wounds.

Just after hanging up Song Chu's call, the terminal rang again, this time it was Zhang Qi, his voice was as flat as ever, "I'll pick you up later, you clean up."

Yang Jing was taken aback, he really didn't expect Zhang Qi to come to pick him up, so he asked instinctively, "Where are you going?"

Zhang Qi's terminal was placed in front of him, it should be supported by something, he was raising one hand, the silver cuff flickered between his fingers, it was gently twisted and then fit into the buttonhole, He moved his wrist, but his eyes were still fixed on the screen, "Go home."

That word stung Yang Jing's heart severely, and he laughed subconsciously, "Don't be so troublesome, I've been tossing and tossing, I'm doing well in the dormitory."

"En?" Zhang Qi raised his eyebrows, both cuffs were fastened, and saw that he was wearing a jacket. The black military uniform was strong in texture and wrapped around his broad shoulders obediently. He picked up the terminal, held it in his hand, and walked towards the door with big strides, "I'm ready, I'm leaving now."

"Uh, no need, it's getting dark outside."

"Eat something by yourself first, I'll be there in about three hours." Before Yang Jing could react, he cut off the communication first.

Looking at the blacked-out screen, Yang Jing was inexplicably irritable, and almost dropped the terminal. He lit a cigarette and took a few puffs, and finally he was relieved, "Do I need you!"

In Guangguangxing, you never have to worry about traffic jams. There are few people and there are many lanes. Like Zhang Qi, he probably drove all the way on the emergency lane. It was almost half a day's journey, but he drove there in about three hours.

When Zhang Qi arrived, it was less than eight o'clock, and there were almost no people on the campus. He even went upstairs on purpose. Yang Jing opened the door, and when he saw his face, he had the urge to smoke again, "You don't know how to make a phone call, Shouldn't I go straight down and be done?"

Yang Jing went out, and as soon as he stood next to Zhang Qi, he smelled a faint fragrance from him. There was a bit of freshness and sweetness in the floral fragrance. Yang Jing wasn't sure if it was a woman's perfume, but it smelled good. Not at all sweet and pungent.

Similarly, Zhang Qi also smelled the choking smell of smoke on Yang Jing's body. For a non-smoker, the smell was very unpleasant. He frowned and moved his nose accordingly.

The two came downstairs, and Qing Yan stopped at the door of the dormitory. Yang Jing took a big step before Zhang Qi pulled the car door for him, and he had already put on the door handle. The itchy pain spread, Zhang Qi might have seen him grit his teeth, so he shifted his gaze to his feet, Yang Jing sat on it without waiting for him to look any further.

Zhang Qi circled around and got into the car, and the car went up to the fast lane and sped away.

At the beginning, no one spoke, just when Yang Jing thought that he would be silent all the way like every time, Zhang Qi didn't expect Zhang Qi to speak first this time, "I heard that something happened in your school?"

"En." Yang Jing thought he was talking about the female student who died in the dormitory, even though he had been crushed by a ghost before, he never thought that the female student was really killed by a "ghost". We didn’t solve the case, and didn’t release the details, so we knew it was hidden, but instead, there was a lot of noise and all kinds of speculations. Didn’t you see that there is no one on campus at this time?”

Zhang Qi turned his head to look at him, "I heard that your school has been haunted recently."

Yang Jing stared sharply, and laughed exaggeratedly. He always thought it was funny to hear the word "ghost" from Zhang Qi's mouth. Shouldn't soldiers fight against feudal superstition?Enough of laughing, he moved his buttocks and looked at him half sideways, "You believe this too?"

Zhang Qi looked at the front, but frowned, "The rumors are quite fierce, and the Zhang family also has juniors who study at the Federal College, so I naturally listened to it."

Yang Jing smiled, "I mean, do you believe it?"

Zhang Qi was thoughtful, and then slowly said: "Is it a ghost, it's just a title, I have met it before."

Yang Jing was stunned when he heard something similar to the system, put away his smile, and quickly asked, "What do you mean? Have you ever met?"

Zhang Qi nodded, "A few years ago, when I went to develop in the depths of the Nightmare Forest, I was acting alone. When I walked to a certain place, I suddenly felt something following me, but I couldn't see it."

Yang Jing laughed again, "You also said that you felt it, but you didn't see it, so it doesn't count." Although he had experienced it himself, he still subconsciously refuted it when he heard it from others.

Zhang Qi shook his head, looked at Yang Jing's serious expression, and said in a deep and slow voice, "No, I can be sure that there is something following me, and paying attention to the tree shadows on the ground, I can see that there is always a piece of abnormal color under my feet, which is different from others. The shadow of the tree is darker, as if it is covered by something, and the shadow is vaguely the outline of a child."

Yang Jing was so terrified by what he said, his skin got goosebumps, he felt that Zhang Qi had the potential to tell ghost stories too much, since he was scared, he wanted to scare him back, and said in an almost bragging tone: "Actually, I also encountered it a few days ago."

Zhang Qi's eyes moved from the front to Yang Jing's face, Yang Jing was a little complacent, deliberately lowered his voice, and coughed, "I was sleeping a few days ago, and suddenly I felt that there was a 'person' on my bed from behind, so I Lying next to me, I wanted to turn over, but found that I couldn’t move, as if something was pressing on me, pressing my limbs, and I couldn’t even make a sound. I can be sure that I am awake, because I always Open your eyes and look at the cabinet in front of me... Hey, look ahead! Don't look at me."

A speeding car overtook suddenly from the side lane, with a buzzing sound, and the vibrations from passing through the air could be heard, the car that was attached to Zhang Qi was very close, and disappeared in an instant.But Zhang Qi was unmoved at all, and didn't look at the front. He kept tilting his head and staring at Yang Jing, which made him break out in a cold sweat, so he shouted again angrily, "Look at the front!"

"With automatic driving, there will be no collision." Zhang Qi quickly explained, and then asked solemnly, "What you said is true?"

Yang Jing was not very happy when he heard him ask this question, "Nonsense, I'm so bored, I made up a story to lie to you?"

Zhang Qi stared at him closely, with concern in his eyes, "Yang Jing, you have to be careful at school, you must be careful."