The Mystery of Fangshi Edo

Oribe Yasunaga adjusted his glasses.

Surrounded by the university classrooms that he is very familiar with, it is located at the corner of the fourth floor of the teaching building, a place that is not considered clean, at least if the exam is approaching, he will never choose this place as a self-study place.

Today, however, was exceptionally quiet.

He was sitting in his seat, with sporadic night lights outside the window, and no sound of students walking around. Obviously, it was late at night.

The windows on the other side of the corridor also looked dark, and it seemed that only my own classroom was lit.

To be precise, the light above the front push-pull blackboard is still on.

The blackboard is usually wiped clean by the university's cleaning staff, but this time there was a line of writing left.

——[A topic about school ghost stories].

"Ahaha... Do you still have to do research after staying so late? It's really strict."

The young man with short black hair smiled wryly, then thought about it.

"When it comes to school ghost stories, the 'Fox Fairy' is probably the first one to bear the brunt," he rested his chin with one hand, "The game of asking questions to the Fox Fairy...or Master 'Fox Dog Fox' actually started as early as the 70s. It has been popular since the [-]s, and its origin is said to be derived from Western spiritualism, because of its unique divination properties and somewhat 'dangerous' stimulation, it quickly spread among students on a large scale."

"It is said that there have actually been phenomena such as being 'possessed' by Lord Fox Fairy, and there have even been reports that the participating students collectively fell into a hallucinatory state that seemed like a dream but not a dream."

"Even among the strange stories that have been circulated in schools for decades, it is a very classic example, because it can just respond to the psychological needs of students of this age group, and has nothing to do with a specific age background. This is exactly why it has been circulated for decades. The reason why the years are still enduring.”

After saying all the above, Oribe Yasunaga's tone changed.

"However, the so-called 'possession' phenomenon, in my opinion, is just a kind of insanity caused by psychological suggestion, and it is not a supernatural event. As for collective hallucinations, it can also be caused by food poisoning and imperfect equipment at that time. caused by industrial gas poisoning."

"Just like now... I must have fallen into related dreams because of too much thinking during the day."

Just as he finished speaking, another voice suddenly came from the corner behind him.

"It's as rational as ever, no wonder Master Shen Nai refuses to come out to see you directly."

The brown-haired young man with his arms folded was standing by the back door, his light-colored eyes were full of helplessness, and the next moment, he seemed to hear something, and said to the air: "Ah, sorry, sorry, that, just feeling It’s just posting, and I don’t mean to be disrespectful to you.”

Oribe Yasunaga looked at him for a few seconds, and finally recognized him.

"Fang Shi...Mr.?"

"You still remember my name? It's an honor." Fang Shi Yangming smiled, walked to the front of the podium, leaned on the table and looked down, "Hey, it's really clear at a glance. Fortunately, I didn't cheat when I was a student. .”

"Haha...it's better to be a good student."

Fang Shi Yangming shrugged his shoulders noncommittally: "Tai Chang, you are studying folklore. Do you also study strange stories in school?"

"It can only be said that I have a half-knowledge. My main learning direction is not here," Oribe Yasunaga said. "Didn't Mr. Fangishi hear about strange stories during his university days?"

"...you obviously thought it was a dream, but you started lying to me?"

"'As a Shuusui person, I can't resist Shinna Myojin'. Under such a premise that seems natural, I will not give up thinking even if it is a dream."

What a great spirit.Fang Shi Yangming is stupid.Yu must not pass a few years, this guy will become a great scholar.

"Okay, let's get back to the topic." Oribe Yasunaga looked at the blackboard behind the young man, "What does Mr. Fang Shi know about the strange campus talk? It doesn't seem to be something worth using the power of Shinna-sama research question?"

"Usually that's true...but this time, it's a bit more complicated."

"complex?"

"Yes, maybe it's the kind that concerns human life."

……

Kawasaki City, Kanagawa Prefecture, Sato Sakura High School.

Since yesterday, the whole school has been shrouded in a tense atmosphere. The teachers reminded the students to go out together in the class meeting early in the morning, and the passing students are also whispering about one thing - about the third grade C The disappearance of Misae Niwatani, a student in the class.

Because of the small words "I will come to see you soon." written in pencil on her desk, the police suspected the possibility of suicide, but after checking the nearby woods and rivers, they still found nothing.

They shifted their target to Misae's family and friends. After several inquiries, they learned that she was a girl with mediocre grades but a good popularity, and she had no conflicts with her family.

"As for Misae, I feel that she is the type who doesn't quarrel with others at all, so she didn't make enemies with others."

"The atmosphere in Class C has always been good. I haven't heard of any bullying or violent quarrels."

"Was it the last person to see Tingu that day?...It should be someone from the art department."

……

A worried girl sat on the sofa in the principal's office.

Her light green eyes looked at the police officer sitting across from the sofa, and after a while, she hesitated and said, "Excuse me, who is Mei Sajiang...?"

"We will find her as soon as possible, but we need your help, Miss Ganlusi." The man flipped through the notes and said, "The last time you saw her was in the art department last Tuesday, wasn't it?"

Ganlusi nodded: "Yes, everyone was there that day, and I took the roll call for the teacher."

"Did she act in any unusual way at the time?"

"... Probably not? Sorry, I didn't pay much attention."

If only I could pay more attention to my members instead of my own concerns...

She frowned reproachfully, looking at the scars on the table in front of her.

"Then when did she come home?"

"It's similar to everyone. After the event, everyone left one after another. Shinobu and I... Kosaki Shinobu from Class B was the last one to stay and organize the props, so he was the last to leave."

The police officer looked at his companion behind him, and quickly replied: "We checked the surveillance at the entrance, Miss Tingu didn't leave the gate that day, it is likely that she climbed over the back wall that was not monitored..."

And at this time, Class C of the third year of high school.

A black-haired young man wearing a mask walked into the classroom during the lunch break. After glancing at the whole class, his eyes stayed on the table of Ganlu Temple for a few seconds, then moved away decisively, and walked towards the missing Misa Tingu Jiang's desk.

The table still maintains its original appearance, with the words 'I'll see you right away' written in pencil. If you look carefully, you can see the faint traces left by rubbing with an eraser everywhere. It is obvious that she is not the first Write something on the table once.

The young man who walked into the class ignored the probing gazes around him, frowned and put his hands on the table. After a while, he muttered "Damn" and strode towards the principal's office.

In the office, the police officers still asked for information step by step.

They asked about everything from Misae's usual hobbies to weekend activities, although Ganlu Temple could answer very few of them.

"Did she reveal any friends she has made?" The man asked this, and added, "If we can find out her possible direction of action, maybe..."

"That direction is wrong." Someone interrupted.

For a moment, everyone in the office turned their attention to the man who entered the door quietly—the man in a striped shirt, a mask, and a pair of golden-green eyes.

"Who are you? It's not convenient for idlers to come in here."

As soon as the police officer finished speaking, he heard his phone ring.

He picked it up: "Hello?...Yes....Eh, ah, yes..."

After a few short doubtful sounds, he seemed to have received some orders, and immediately closed his notes, nodding to the nervous headmaster.

"Then, let's take our leave."

The principal was still wondering, but when the police officer whispered something in his ear, he quickly opened his eyes wide.

"Is it actually like this... Then there is no way."

Ganlusi didn't know what they were talking about, but looked at Yihe Xiaobanei who suddenly entered the door, with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Mr. Iguro?"

Yi Hei was dumbfounded, and while sitting on the sofa opposite her, he said: "...I am just a writer and a veteran of folklore, and I am here as a consultant. Maybe you can understand her whereabouts after listening to some kind of rumors or rituals."

"That's it." The not-so-foolish Ganlu Temple immediately accepted the statement, "If you have any stupid questions, please feel free to ask me! It would be great if I could help find Xiaomei Sajiang..."

"Then," Iguro looked at her with a peaceful expression, "Have you noticed that Misae Niwatani is doing 'on-board communication' recently?"

……

"On-board communication refers to communication by writing on a desk, which is a bit similar to writing a letter, except that the medium is not letter paper, but a table."

In the dimly lit university classroom, Oribe Yasunaga answered Fangishi Yangming's doubts.

"Although it usually only occurs between students who frequently change tables, there are occasional conversations across time and space through in-flight communication, such as 'leave a message on the table and communicate with students from 50 years ago' and other weird talk records, It can be regarded as one of the more typical campus ghost stories."

"Is it possible... For example, there is something 'something' that abducts students through in-flight communication and hides them?"

"It seems that there are very few records of this kind." Tai Chang tried hard to think about the content in his memory, "but if it involves all the strange stories, then it is a common thing for ghosts to disappear, not to mention things like this in schools... it will not be very pleasant to happen. place of things."

Fang Shi Yangming nodded to express his understanding.

But then the situation appears to have reached an impasse.

"So, what happened?" Tai Chang asked, "If I know the specifics, I might be able to help."

"It's like this," Fang Shi Yangming rubbed the center of his brows, "There have been two consecutive cases of missing students in a high school, and the only thing they had in common before they disappeared was that they had sex with unknown objects." In-flight communication."

Moreover, it is not the work of ordinary curse spirits.

If you can figure out the enemy's way of action, or even figure out the opponent's body, maybe there will be a breakthrough.

"Speaking of which, one of them has something to do with you, Tai Chang."

"Me?" Oribe Yasunaga looked puzzled.

"Although it's only a very far-fetched relationship." Fang Shi Yangming said, "The second missing person is the classmate Kanae you knew, and her sister's classmate-Ganlu Temple Yurika."

The author has something to say:

Correction, I would like to explain a little bit about Zhu's reincarnation.

Because the mantra's world view does have a soul, so what I want to express is that they are essentially 'one person'.

Activating the memory is like watching a holographic movie of your own IF line.

Because that person is indeed me, there is no possibility of differences in personality and other aspects.

...Really, please don't think too much, in short, I will sit down first.

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ps: It is not good to write and chat on the table! (Who will learn x

感谢在2021-04-0122:51:41~2021-04-0311:28:32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 who threw the mine: 1 soy sauce meow;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 70 bottles of biss in the v pit; 10 bottles of Yayun Ling;

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