Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

Such a good child.

When Ding Mu thought that the child might appear to deceive them, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Still haven't had a storm.

His absent-minded state was noticed by Guan Yi, and Guan Yi didn't talk to him much, just patted his shoulder and patted his back.

Just get used to it, it's still early.

The whole morning went by neither fast nor slow, but Ding Mu always felt that there was something strange on the ceiling.

It was not hearing, but feeling. He always felt as if there were a bunch of children crawling around on the ceiling above his head, sticking to the board. Maybe it was the things that happened a few days ago that affected him.

He unconsciously looked at the ceiling, tugged at Guan Yi, and asked him, "Did you hear anything?"

"What did you hear?" Guan Yi subconsciously looked at the top of the ceiling, but he didn't find anything wrong. Looking at Ding Mu's expression again, he knew that Ding Mu might have discovered something that he couldn't feel. "Let's talk later. .”

Ding Mu nodded in agreement.

Several people rushed to the dormitory after eating in the cafeteria.

As soon as he entered the door, Cheng Suxiang asked, "How long?"

"Three 10 minutes." Guan Yi said.

"Success." Cheng Suxiang nodded, took the knife from his waist and slashed at his finger, the blood rushed out from the hole, he didn't delay at all, and stuck the finger against the wall as fast as he could, crooked He drew a few slanted ghostly symbols that Ding Mu couldn't understand even if he wanted to.

When Ding Mu wanted to see more clearly and involuntarily moved closer, Guan Yi blindfolded and pulled him into his arms.

"Don't look at it, it's not good for your eyes." Guan Yi touched the heads of two young people, kissed the hair and twirled it, and said: "That thing is not for us to play with, so we don't look at that."

Ding Mu was just like that, and he held back what he wanted to say. He wanted to say that he seemed to be able to understand the meaning of Cheng Suxiang's painting. Then he thought about it, that's what he did for Big Chengzi, how could he not understand it? Woolen cloth.

When the closed feeling came again, Ding Mu found that he was used to the feeling of being watched, and he was still not used to the sudden disappearance.

This man, how can he not be cheap?

"Let me say it first," Guan Yi said immediately, "Li Baoen and Lao Yang both have snake vine rose tattoos on the back of their necks, and it seems that Lao Yang and Mr. Zhang crawled out of that area. We don't know exactly what happened. Clear, but I guess there are other teachers like this."

"If there were people who entered the station before, then these few undead people may not be the only ones, maybe the whole courtyard is full of such teachers." Guan Yi frowned and fumbled for his chin, "I'm done. "

"I found out that Lao Yang and Teacher Zhang are very close, because when we went to those teachers' homes yesterday, I found that Lao Yang was very familiar with the things in Teacher Zhang's house. He should often go to Teacher Zhang's house, but he didn't know What is the relationship between the two?" Ding Mu recalled, he remembered that when he went to Lao Yang's house yesterday, he obviously did not clearly mention what Mr. Zhang's house was, but Mr. Yang naturally filled in his words, and pointed out There is a hand bell at home.

Such a small object, maybe it could be said to be a teaching tool, has been in contact with it before, but Mr. Yang's demeanor at that time, after careful recollection, he seemed to be a master-like demeanor.

Just like it was my own home.

In connection with the gossip about those teachers in the morning, he speculated: "I suspect that the two of them have a special relationship, maybe the same as Li Baoen."

"But doesn't he have a wife?" Cheng Suxiang couldn't understand, "He seemed to have a good relationship with his wife. Look at the time he died that day, that woman cried like she was about to die. Is it acting? If the acting is so successful, how good is this person?"

"Indeed, we can't really draw conclusions, and we asked Li Baoen, and he also said...wait a minute," Ding Mu recalled, and suddenly remembered something, "Brother, did you mean 'dragon' that time? !"

"Yes." Guan Yi nodded and asked, "What do you want to say?"

"He knows about dragons, and he also knows that Teacher Zhang has a relationship with dragons, but we don't know what kind of relationship this is, and we don't know whether the 'dragon' he mentioned has anything to do with our purpose, but, Ding Mu touched his chest, but found that he didn't touch the amulet, and then remembered that he had put it away. The horned black dragon seems to have been locked for a long time, and the iron chain is broken."

Animals such as dragons, like phoenixes, are legendary things. As a totem, it is so common that it can be seen everywhere like a taxi.When it symbolizes auspiciousness, it has it, when it symbolizes seriousness, and when it symbolizes integrity. Its appearance in oriental mythology is generally associated with positive images, but the dragon that Ding Mu saw, in his heart, Has never occupied any commendatory adjectives.

Broken horns, broken scales, golden blood, red eyes...all these things symbolize its evilness and ominousness, making it difficult for people not to think that it is an evil dragon.

"This..." Guan Yi and Cheng Suxiang looked at each other, exchanged glances, and finally decided, "I can't tell you about this right now. It's not that I don't believe you. It's because it's too dangerous here. I'll tell you what I can tell you." I'll tell you all about it, okay?"

"En." Ding Mu nodded, a little disappointed, but also knew that now is not the time to talk about this.

"I didn't find anything unusual about Kong Jiashu, but I often lost him." Cheng Suxiang rubbed his nose, feeling that being played by a child like this seemed like he was good.

"Where do you often get lost?" Guan Yi asked.

"The main teaching building and their dormitory." Cheng Suxiang replied, "I don't know which way he is going. I often follow him and then disappear. If I look carefully, he will go to other places."

"Are there any other abnormalities?" Guan Yi didn't express his opinion after hearing this, just asked him, "Think about it."

"Should..." Cheng Suxiang rubbed his head, and the scar on the arch of his eyebrow cut off a short part of his long eyebrow, which made the child look scary. In fact, when he scratched his head, he could tell that he was a half-grown child, "It should be It's gone."

"'Should' be gone, right? Why does this sound so indecent? Either there is or there is not, tell me." Guan Yi was anxious, and went up to knock him on the forehead, knocking "Deng" "It hurts to hear it.

"Didn't I forget it! Why am I not worthy of forgetting something? Why do you beat me every day? Oh, I know, you don't want to beat Brother Ding, so you just attack me. You wait for me in the future." I found a daughter-in-law, and I'll let her hang around with you every day, I'll make you mad!" Cheng Suxiang stuck out his tongue at Guan Yi.

"Let's talk nonsense, there's not enough time." Guan Yi knocked on the bed, squinted at Ding Mu, who was watching the excitement and was about to sit and eat a plate of melon, and took back a lumpy pear that he was about to give to Cheng Suxiang.

"I don't have anything else to do... Oh no, I found that Kong Jiashu's child is more active in eating than I am? Not only that, but his child is very motivated, helping with work and washing dishes every day..." Cheng Suxiang didn't want to I say this, because once this matter is brought up on a serious occasion, it will not only make the person who asked the question look like a big idiot, but it will also lower the IQ of the listener and turn everyone into an idiot.But in view of Guan Yi's "horrific violence" behavior just now, he suddenly wanted to take revenge on society.

Sure enough, after he spoke, it was obvious that the expressions of the two people sitting across from each other were a bit wrong, changing back and forth, like two bar light balls.

But it didn't last long before he was interrupted by a sentence from his sister-in-law: "I think this should have some value."

"You mean..." Guan Yi probed, the two looked at each other, and found the same signal in each other's eyes.

"Cooking oil."

"Cooking oil."

With one voice, the mouths opened and closed at the same time, which was unbelievably neat.

"But that shouldn't be enough." Ding Mu shook his head again, questioning.

"The orphanage will make deep-fried dough sticks every morning and some fried fruits in the evening. There should be a lot of oil left at that time. If he is bolder, he can still use the gasoline in the fuel tank of the car parked in the yard." Guan Yi clapped Big Chengzi's shoulder, "Look at him to see if he has other sources of fuel."

"Is this really useful?" Cheng Suxiang was a little dazed, he didn't expect to be successful in reducing his intelligence, and he was dazed himself.