Camouflage Small Bag [Quick Transmigration]

Lin Xiuyuan failed to go out of school to make troubles as planned.

Before dawn, the door was knocked non-stop, as if urging him to die.

Outside the door was the dormitory manager Qin Yong's loud voice: "He Xiaoyuan! Xiaoyuan? Hey, don't sleep now, there is an emergency, come out and help!"

After the door was unscrewed, he pulled the person out.

Lin Xiuyuan didn't wash his face, and with his short curly hair, he walked along in a daze.

Qin Yong hurriedly brought him to the first floor.

The two entered an empty teacher's dormitory, which was dusty, messy, and piled up with a lot of waste.

Lin Xiuyuan was so choked that he sneezed, and only then did he wake up completely.

"Uncle Qin... what are you doing?"

"A new teacher is coming today, maybe I have to come over to put my luggage before class, and I'm also to blame! I've been busy recently, so I forgot to vacate this dormitory! It's the first day I come here, and I heard it's from X University. You can't let him see such a mess, you have to make a good impression..."

"Oh……"

"Come here, let's lift these boxes out first."

"it is good……"

For the next hour, Lin Xiuyuan followed Qin Yong to tidy up the teachers' dormitory.

When it was completely bright outside and the students went out for morning self-study one after another, the originally messy room finally became clean and tidy.

Lin Xiuyuan talked to Qin Yong and went back to sleep. The other party seemed to attach great importance to the arrival of the new teacher, and was still doing the final cleaning of the room.

The well has been quiet.

Lin Xiuyuan fell asleep shortly after lying down.

I don't know how long I slept, and when I woke up again, there was a burst of indistinct crying, I couldn't distinguish between men and women, but the tone of voice was extremely strange.

Lin Xiuyuan opened his eyes curiously.

Standing up, following the sound, he rubbed his eyes vigorously and looked over. Then, on the wall facing the bed, he saw a headless shadow.

……

Inoue's first-floor corridor.

The man pulled the suitcase and followed Qin Yong into the dormitory.

Qin Yong had been chattering about the dormitory building, and when he was helping with the luggage, he slowly noticed the other person's slightly limping right leg, and subconsciously wanted to help him, but his hand was naturally brushed away as soon as he moved over.

He smiled in embarrassment: "Mr. Zheng, this is the dormitory that the principal specially asked me to leave for you. You will live in it first. If you need anything, you must come..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was abruptly interrupted by a shrill cry from below.

Qin Yong didn't know what he thought of, his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly ran to the underground corridor. Halfway through the run, he was bumped into by He Xiaoyuan who was rushing towards him. What happened.

The young man seemed to have been greatly frightened, his face was pale, he hesitated and couldn't speak, and only staggered back and wanted to run away.

He failed to run, and his shoulders were grabbed from behind.

Lin Xiuyuan looked back anxiously.

The man's face was covered by shadows, and an unfamiliar voice said, "What's wrong?"

Lin Xiuyuan's face was in a daze, but he rolled his eyes in his heart. Why is it so difficult for him to play scenes where supporting characters scream and run away after being frightened?

System: "You seem to be having a good time acting."

Lin Xiuyuan: "..."

The man's hand was very strong, it was not easy to shake it off, and he waited quietly for an answer.

In the dark corridor, the young man's innocent eyes finally squeezed out some tears. His eyes were originally bright, but against the background of his dark skin, they looked like two round light bulbs. "You let me go..."

"..."

Qin Yong was annoyed: "What's the matter? He Xiaoyuan, please talk to me!"

Lin Xiuyuan curled his lips, and pointed down as if he had Parkinson's disease: "There's that..."

What is there, the words behind seem to be afraid to say.

"What's the matter?" The man continued to ask, his voice unhurried.

Although he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, Lin Xiuyuan always had the illusion that he was being stared at. It was very strange. He rubbed his arms: "Dirty, dirty things..."

Qin Yong understood, stared at him and said, "What dirty thing? What nonsense are you talking about!"

"I'm not talking nonsense..."

"Then where are the dirty things you said? Why can't I see them?" Qin Yong said with a black face, "Do you know who this is? Teacher Zheng Sui, who is new here today, look at your jokes!" Looking at another man Then his expression changed again, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zheng, he's very timid, he probably just had a nightmare and got nervous here..."

The man didn't make a sound, and looked down at the space below the well.

Lin Xiuyuan found an opportunity, and quickly broke free from the opponent's hand, and ran away with a few steps.

When he got to a place where no one was around, he changed his cowardly attitude and said with his hips on his hips, "Isn't your performance just now not bad?"

System: "...the tenor voice is very good."

Lin Xiuyuan gave himself a thumbs up generously, and asked the system: "Are the ghosts in this world completely unruly when they appear? I just came to have a face-to-face with me the second day?"

System: "Maybe..."

Lin Xiuyuan: "Can you be more perfunctory?"

System: "...Why do you think it's not here to harm you?"

Lin Xiuyuan was silent for two seconds, and replied: "Because the death of He Xiaoyuan in the outline was man-made and has nothing to do with ghosts."

The system was surprised: "...how did you know it was man-made?"

"In the original outline, the first He Xiaoyuan to die was hanged in his own room underground, right?"

"Yes."

"I saw that there are a lot of kitchen utensils in the room I live in, as well as bricks on the table legs, cracked mirrors... so many things that can kill people easily, but there is no string. If the ghost living in the well is really It is easier to kill people directly, whether it is using the knives and bricks in my room or directly scaring people to death, it is easier than finding a rope to hang people to death. The most important thing is that in my memory, He Xiaoyuan did not do it. What kind of bad things have happened, unless the ghosts kill people indiscriminately, but if this is the case, then why has it been safe and sound here before, but something happened when a newcomer came?"

System: "What if He Xiaoyuan touched some taboos of ghosts?"

"The possibility is even smaller. He Xiaoyuan is cowardly by nature, and he is very cautious in doing things. As long as others can't do it, he will never do it. If it is the kind of supernatural taboo that is easy to touch, the rest of the people will not do it. I’ve lived in it for so long, so it’s impossible for nothing to happen.” Lin Xiuyuan looked back at the hallway of the boys’ dormitory, “It turns out that the ghost I met just now did not do anything to me. It can even be said that its It's good for me to show up."

"benefit?"

"Think about it, according to He Xiaoyuan's personality, seeing such a horrible scene, he definitely doesn't want to live anymore. If he left in time because of fear at the beginning, no matter whether it is a human or a ghost who hurt people in the end, at least he can escape. That catastrophe. Unfortunately, He Xiaoyuan's character in the outline also made it easy for him to compromise, and in the end he must have to continue living in it for various reasons..."

System: "Then do you want to move out?"

Lin Xiuyuan: "If you don't move it, all the information is hidden inside."

For the next whole day, Lin Xiuyuan never went back to the dormitory in order to express that he was really shocked.

But when he was eating in the cafeteria at noon, he saw the new teacher again.

Before, the vision in the corridor was dim, and I couldn't see the face clearly, but now I glanced through the crowd, but I was a little dumbfounded.

The classmates next to them were also whispering excitedly, as if they were discussing celebrities.

"If he teaches our class, I guarantee that he will never be distracted or doze off and study hard every day to make progress every day..."

"That's because you don't know how strict and fierce he is in class! Do you know those difficult thorns in our class? He cleaned them up all morning. If you can't answer a question, look at his face." Board, can scare into cardiac arrest..."

"So what? I'm willing to be scared to death by being so handsome..."

"You look so good?"

"It doesn't look like you. If you have such a face, I can cook for you every day! Anyway, I think Teacher Zheng is good everywhere!"

"Yeah, the only fly in the ointment is that leg."

Lin Xiuyuan was taken aback when he heard the sound, and then he noticed that when the man in the distance was walking, his right leg was indeed lame.

A few students next to me continued to gossip:

"It should be cured, right?"

"It can't be cured, and it's useless to go to many hospitals."

"Ah? How do you know? It's only the first day I've come here."

"I didn't lie to you. This is what our dormitory told An. Mr. Zheng is his cousin."

"Wow...really?"

"He won't use this to deceive people, and Xiang An used to live in Yangcheng next door, and Mr. Zheng is also from Yangcheng... It must be true, but their relationship is quite ordinary. Mr. Zheng has never visited him when he came to school. , Xiang An doesn't care much about his cousin... After all, he is not a real uncle. But after hearing that Mr. Zheng came here, Xiang An expressed sympathy."

"why?"

"He said that Mr. Zheng was either forced to come here, or he was impulsive! Because a fortune teller said that he would restrain his relatives and could not live with them for a long time. It happened that an old man in his family passed away this year... I guess he was gossip , It seems that because of anger, I just found a school to hide in peace."

"Ah? His family also believes such words!"

"It's mainly because it's too mysterious. Do you know how his leg is broken?"

"Don't be tricky, just say it!"

"It happened suddenly after he was admitted to X University in high school. He went to hospitals at home and abroad but couldn't find out what was going on, and he couldn't get better. Later, a superstitious old lady in his family went to find something. An expert did the calculations, and it turned out that he was bad, and he would not be able to be in the limelight in this life. This is because his life was changed after he was recommended, so his legs were broken. After a long time, not only other problems will appear in the body, maybe It will also hurt relatives..."

"This is too fake..."

"I don't believe it either, but people's words are awesome, otherwise Teacher Zheng wouldn't have left his hometown to teach here..."

Lin Xiuyuan quietly listened to the children's gossip, and glanced at the protagonist of the topic from time to time.

Although the man had an obvious defect in his right leg when he walked, his whole body did not exude any decadence, like a lonely and tall cedar.

A person who is nourished by light.

Lin Xiuyuan said, it's a pity.

System: "What a pity?"

Lin Xiuyuan: "There is no such thing as dying. He must have been entangled by a vicious vengeful spirit. I used to nickname this kind of vengeful spirit - dog-skin plaster spirit. This kind of vengeful spirit must be in the In the early days of being entangled, I tried to get rid of it, and it was basically too late when the body became abnormal. However, from the time he passed the college entrance examination to the present, only a small part of the problem occurred in his right leg, which shows that his willpower is very good. I heard a The same example of being entangled with dog skin and plaster spirits, it took people to death in just half a year."

After speaking, he shook his head and looked over again.

At this moment, the man in sight turned his head, as if sensing something, his gaze was fixed on him.

……

At the entrance of the cafeteria, the head teacher who was chatting with the man noticed that the man was suddenly staring in one direction, and followed his gaze.

But I only saw the back of a young man who turned around hastily. He was a janitor in clothes, thin and weak, sitting in the corner, with his head drooping, and there was nothing surprising about shrinking back.

He wondered: "What's the matter, Mr. Zheng? What are you looking at?"

There was a lot of noise around, Zheng Sui looked back lightly: "It's nothing."