Tianshi Museum

It was a brand new and clean blowpipe, the embodiment of the girl's only intelligence.

The moment the blowpipe landed on Xia Zha's palm, his eyes traveled through the fragments of time and space, and saw the scene of the past.

That's what happened in the fall.

A girl in school uniform stood in the music classroom, practicing the repertoire to be performed by the phalanx over and over again, hoping to be selected into the phalanx.The music teacher said that she is very talented. Although she has just transferred from another school and only learned the harmonica for two or three months, she is almost catching up with the progress of other people's two years of learning. She is a rare good seed.

The girl can't speak very well, her grades are average, and her skin is average and her skin is dark. The music teacher's affirmation is very important to her.She feels that she has only one good advantage of music, which can make everyone recognize her.

She desperately wanted to be drafted into the Phalanx so she could make friends and not be isolated at this school.

For this goal, she has put in a lot of effort.

It was hard to wait until the day of the selection.

On that day, in this spacious music classroom, the students to be selected gathered together.

The music teacher recommended her to the teacher in charge of the selection of the phalanx team. After looking at her, the selection teacher pointed at her but didn't look at her. He asked the music teacher in a high-pitched tone with contempt: "That's the one?" black?"

The students in the classroom roared with laughter and turned to look at her.

The girl's hands and feet felt cold, she sat down in a daze, and didn't even get a chance to play.

After class, she wanted to talk to the music teacher, but she heard the voice of the teacher in charge of the phalanx at the door of the office.

"I don't want the black one." The teacher's voice was still sharp, and the office door could be heard clearly after closing the office door. "After all, I only chose white and clean children before."

Until the girl died unexpectedly two months later, she still remembered those two sharp words.

What happened later, the girl naturally did not make friends, and was increasingly isolated in the new environment. She went to and from get out of class alone, and was occasionally pointed at by others.

The teacher's merciless denial made her classmates gossip about her skin color, gave her countless nicknames such as "coal miner" and "chocolate", and accumulated her inferiority complex.

That was the most shameful and unforgettable moment in her short life, and it also became the opportunity for her to transform into a ghost.

Xia Zha sighed.

Childhood injuries have such a great impact on a person.Even if the girl is still alive, it may still take a long time to redeem herself from the hopelessness of inferiority complex.

Xia Zha told Shen Gun this short but sad story.

Shen Gun: "It was ten years ago."

Xia Zha nodded: "Yes, it's been ten years."

Both of them have the ability to judge the completion time of ghosts.

Shen Gun also said: "It took ten years to cultivate the soul into a solid body, but only a trace of obsession remained, and no sanity or memory was recovered. It is enough to prove that the yin energy in the school has been so thin for many years."

A ghost without thinking is just a blurred cloud of black air when it first takes shape. After years of offering Yin Qi, it can condense into its current appearance with a black complexion and mouth, ears, and nose.If the yin qi is pure or strong enough, spiritual wisdom will be born and the memories of life will be gradually restored.

Xia Zha put away that section of the blowpipe properly, and returned his mind to the purpose when he came here.

Xia Zha frowned and pondered: "In this case, what is it that peeps at Liu Yingyu?"

The Yin Qi in the school should not be enough to support a second wandering soul.

Shen Gun didn't want to see him frowning, so he stretched out his hand to smooth the shallow gap between his brows, and said, "I haven't finished shopping on this floor yet, let's go to other classrooms to see."

Xia Zha nodded: "Okay."

Other classrooms also found no abnormalities.

Finally, the two walked onto the school rooftop.

On the rooftop, the cool night breeze blows, and the temperature is cool and pleasant. Lingjiao and fluffy dumplings are flying around, while Xia Zha leans down to look at the playground below.Climbing up and overlooking, the view is wide, and the entire playground and garden area can be seen at a glance.

Xia Zha looked at the roof of the three-story teaching building opposite the playground.

Shen Gun: "Jump over?"

Xia Zha: "That's exactly what I mean."

Xia Zha stood on the edge of the roof, stood on tiptoe and jumped lightly, like a gleam of light under the moonlit night, he floated to the top of the opposite building.Shen Dagon followed closely behind, with one hand in his pocket and the other hand holding the mirrorless camera, and landed lightly on Xia Zha's side.

The fluffy dumpling flew relatively slowly, Lingjiao and it flew over slowly, twisting their bodies and leisurely.

They found the gate of the rooftop and walked to the third floor.

The structure of this small building is simpler, with rooms such as the sports equipment room and medical office on the first floor, classrooms and teachers' offices for sixth graders on the second floor, and leadership offices and conference rooms on the third floor.

The offices of the school leaders are all locked, and a delicate bronze plaque hangs above the door, indicating the position of the leader.

Xia Zha stared at the door number of a certain office, contemplating.

Shen Gong asked: "What's wrong?"

"In the memory of the girl in the music room, there seems to be such a memory." Xia Zha recalled and said, "——Because the leader likes fair and clean girls, the teacher in charge of selecting candidates for the phalanx team will go to Choose good-looking children to join the phalanx, so that you can please the school leader during rehearsals and performances."

"Tsk." Shen Gun commented, "Scum."

Xia Zha shook her head: "It's a pity that she doesn't have the face of that school leader in her memory."

The girl had never met the leader of that famous school, and in her memory, the female teacher who chose the candidate had a very clear appearance.

Other than that, most of her memories are associated with the harmonica.Those fragmentary and flashing memory fragments are all her memories of playing and playing under the guidance of her music teacher.

It's a pity that the campus life that was supposed to get better and better was ruined.

It's just boring and mediocre, her last two months of campus life were even painful.Just because of the sharp and malicious evaluation of the selection teacher, those classmates who have not been with the girl for a long time, when they talk about the girl, they always say "that black transfer student".

What's even more ridiculous is that the reason why the teacher disrespected the students so much was because he was following others.

Over the years, there must be countless students who have been maliciously belittled by her.

Xia Zha was a little curious as to where she was now.

The two inspected the upper and lower floors of the building, and there were no other strange places.

Like the taller teaching building, the only place in this teaching building that is a bit darker is the women's toilet.Because there was no one there at night, the two of them entered it for a quick inspection, and found that it was just ordinary, with no ghosts or demons.

Shen Gun and Xia Zha glanced at each other, then went to the small auditorium to check again.

Still nothing.

The two returned to the empty playground again.

Xia Zha looked back around: "I always feel like I've missed something."

"There are no demons and ghosts in the school." Shen Gun put away the micro-cam, "That's for sure."

As professional celestial masters, they wouldn't even be wrong about this.

"I know." Xia Zha said, "That's why it's strange."

Shen Gun asked: "Are you thinking that Liu Yingyu thinks that being spied on may not be caused by supernatural beings."

Xia Zha nodded: "Maybe it's artificial."

There is also a possibility that Liu Yingyu's fear is just her imagination and hallucination, not something real.But Liu Yingyu has no mental problems, and it is true that she was shocked. Xia Zha believed her words.

Shen Gun: "So you are worried, whether we can continue to investigate in the face of non-spiritual events."

Hearing this, Xia Zha chuckled lightly: "You know what I think."

The emotion in Shen Gun's eyes is extremely deep, deeper than the night: "You often see through my mind."

At this moment, Ling Jiao and Plush Tuanzi ran over chattering.They were probably tired from playing, and they nestled on Xia Zha's shoulders from left to right, yawning lazily.

Shen Gun picked them up.

Lingjiao: "Ji?"

Plush dumplings: "biu~"

Shen Gun: "You two pig-like things, wait in the car." After speaking, he threw them towards the school gate.

How dare you put such a heavy weight on Xia Zha's shoulders.

The Lingjiao and fluffy balls that were thrown out drew a graceful arc in the air, and then trembled when they were about to fall to the ground, and flew up tremblingly.Threatened by Shen Gong, they dared not go to find their favorite Xia Zha, but flew towards the parking place, wobbly.

The movements of the two little ones were surprisingly consistent, and they were gradually assimilated by each other.

Seeing the two of them walking away, Shen Gun continued to say to Xia Zha, "Two light bulbs."

Always appear suddenly when the atmosphere is just right.

Xia Zha was puzzled: "Light bulb?"

Any metaphors?

Shen Gun explained to him: "Specifically refers to the guy who gets in the way when others are in love and doesn't know it."

It can be heard from his tone that he has had a long-standing grudge against this.

Xia Zha didn't think about it that much, he just felt that he had learned new knowledge: "So that's how it is, I remembered it."

Shen Gun: "..."

Xia Zha: "What's wrong?"

Shen Gun pinched Xia Zha's ears, and said both true and false: "Think about life."

——For example, if you are serious and cute at this time, you will be eaten.

Xia Zha pursed her lips: "Then I won't ask."

I always feel that if I continue to ask, he will be the one who will be embarrassed.

"Back to the question just now." Shen Gun continued, "Liu Yingyu has been cast with a hidden spell, even if it is not a supernatural factor that disturbed her, our intervention is not a violation of the principle."

Xia Zha took out his mobile phone: "It seems that it's time to contact Lao Zhao and make a plan to infiltrate the school openly."

"Today's one-day campus tour ends here." Shen Gun didn't miss any chance to hold Xia Zha's hand, and he took Xia Zha to the school gate, "It's not too late to make plans when you go home."

Xia Zha: "Okay, then I'll send Lao Zhao a message first."

Before leaving the school, Shen Gun waved his hand and restored the opened door locks to their original appearance.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-02-1817：10：14~2021-02-1922：50：43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Molu Liujin;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!