Pure dust, my favorite is infinite

you are mine, only look at me

A magnetic voice sounded from the side of the ear, and the breathless breath when speaking fell on Jingchen's ear.

"Why are you always wasting your mind on people who are not worth it? How nice of you to only look at me."

Jing Chen's chin was pinched, and he was forced to look sideways at the man. He tried to break free, but only now did he realize that the strength he was so proud of was very weak.

I can only look at the other person and move my lips: "In this world, if everything is measured by whether it's worth it or not, then it's not worth it."

Di Gong's eyes stopped at the little mole on the lip line, his eyes flickered, and he couldn't see what he was thinking from his expression, but the coldness on his face was much lessened.

Let go.

Jingchen is not used to having physical contact with people. When the other person is too close to him, he will become uncontrollably stiff, and he will be able to resume normal breathing when the person retreats.

"This game is not easy." Di Gong brought up the formal topic, and the turning point was natural.

Jing Chen nodded, he had a deep understanding of this.

In the game, even the transfer station can feel that the game of banishing immortals may not be defined by "game" alone. Like the person who can control this game, the first thing Jingchen can think of is God.

Jingchen looked at Di Gong who was still in suit and leather shoes, but the other party didn't look at him.

Just looking up at the blue sky, the Adam's apple line is more obvious.

"I have a hunch that my body will be found soon." Di Gong suddenly looked at Jingchen again, his deep dark eyes showed seriousness for the first time, "But...my brother also needs a body, you will always Stand by my side?"

Under the sunlight, Di Gong's body was abnormally transparent, as if emitting a shimmer.

But Jingchen didn't feel warm, and the paranoia hidden in the words made people feel chills all over.

He looked at the indifferent and handsome face that was exactly the same as that of the water god, but felt again that the face was the same, but his heart had changed.

He began to have a strong curiosity, and this curiosity could not be restrained.

In the middle of the night, the moon was half-covered by clouds, emitting this faint light, illuminating the sneaky figure on the wall.

Wu Ting turned over steadily and fell to the ground, slapped herself, and said softly: "Jingchen probably won't tell others about my sneaking out."

She soon realized that Jingchen was indeed not that kind of person, and her worries must be unnecessary.

Fortunately, she came back at the last step, as long as she went back before the housekeeper closed the door, there would be no accidents, and this was not the first time she had done this.

There is still a bit of experience.

"Closed management is really troublesome!" She complained in a low voice. It used to be looser, but now it may be because "that thing" is very strict these two days.

It's called for the safety of the students, but it's actually full of food, right?

She also broke up with her boyfriend now. She mentioned that high school boys have no sense of responsibility, and they are tired, so there is no need to stay together.

There are still about 22 minutes before 30:10, and because of time constraints, she has to speed up her pace.

If the dormitory building is closed, she really doesn't know where to spend the night.

It may be that the less you want something to happen, the easier it is to realize it.

Looking at the door of the dormitory building that was locked with chains, she wished she could turn into a piece of paper and squeeze in, but it was impossible.

"It's annoying, why close the door early, the old woman has nothing to do." But the old woman she was talking about had no chance of opening the door for her.

Knowing this well, she didn't want to waste her energy, and reluctantly decided to go back to the classroom. Fortunately, her class never locks the door, so that students can consciously extend evening or early self-study.

If this is the case, on the second day, others will only think that she is the most diligent one, and there will not be too much doubt.

When walking across the playground, she unconsciously recalled the scene of that day and rubbed the goose bumps on her arms.

Maybe I was fascinated by ghosts before, otherwise why would I be so abnormal?

When walking on the runway, she always felt that the soles of her feet were sticky, as if she was still stepping on the soil stained by her own blood, which made people shiver.

Speed ​​up the pace, and finally faster and faster, trotting directly to the direction of the classroom.

I don't want to stay on the playground with only myself for a second.

But what she didn't expect was that the classroom with only herself was not much better.

Although the light was turned on, the cold and oppressive feeling did not disappear from her heart, but intensified instead.

Sitting in her seat, Wu Ting put her arms around herself, her teeth trembling uncontrollably, as if, as if...something was watching her...

Jingchen's words suddenly came back to his mind - "If I don't let me protect you, there will be a bloody disaster tonight."

She began to regret, but where is there room for regret now?

The white light in the classroom above was flickering, accompanied by the sound of electric current, and the ankle was grabbed by soft and cold hands.

She widened her eyes and lowered her head...

The headless baby was hugging her calf. The body was very dependent and used both hands and feet, but the headless and cold and clammy body would only be scary.

"Cluck! Mom, mom will play with me."

Wu Ting overreacted a little. She suddenly looked up at the place where the sound came from, which was her own desk—there was no head the size of two fists facing her, and the glued eyes were torn apart, and the eyes were filled with black. There are no whites of the eyes.

The baby's weird and charming laughter stopped and turned into piercing crying, and he said intermittently in the middle: "How can you be so hard when you pinch me? You are not a qualified mother, and my mother would not treat me like this..."

Wu Ting wanted to kick off the thing on her leg, but the two of them were like skin fusion and could not be separated, no matter what they couldn't do it.

He could only cover his ears and beg for mercy: "I didn't do it on purpose, let me go, I'm sorry, woo...I'm sorry, don't come here! Ah——"

-

"Wu Ting" appeared in the women's restroom, and her fate was bleak.

The police came to the school to investigate the student corpse in the women's toilet, but the result was obvious, and all kinds of irrationality revealed that this was not something that could be deduced by common sense.

On the contrary, it makes people confused and raises all kinds of doubts, which can only be attributed to the unsolved case in the end.

Originally, the heat of the incident last time hadn't passed, but I didn't expect it to happen again so soon.

They were talking secretly after dinner and tea at school.

"I heard that the root of Wu Ting's tongue seems to have been pulled out."

"Yeah, I'm eating, why are you talking about this?!"

"I just thought of the Tongue Pulling Hell in the Eighteenth Floor of Hell. Could it be that he offended some perverted killer with his words..."

"It would be nice if there were killers, but now everyone thinks that this is not something that "humans" can do. "

Anyway, even if the women's toilet was open, no one would have the guts to go there.

Some people suspected that Wu Ting, who vomited in class, was pregnant and killed the child in the women's toilet. As a result, the suspect died within a few days.

Now everyone doesn't even have a specific goal to talk about.On the contrary, because of these kinds of anomalies, he believed more and more in strange campus rumors, and the ghosts in the women's bathroom became more and more serious.

And the side effect is that more and more members are actively joining the Jingchen Buddhist Association, and there are also an endless stream of people who come to listen to the lectures after school.

It can be called a strange thing in Berlin Middle School, but the principal didn't stop it.

Because only the headmaster himself knows that there must be a reason for groundless rumors, and he knows better than anyone else that there are ghosts.

If it weren't for being a good example, he himself would be more devout than anyone else in reciting scriptures and making offerings to Buddha.

Jingchen also heard the rumors in the school. He was one of the few people who dared to go to the bathroom normally instead of climbing the stairs.

After all, the men's room opposite the women's room was also seriously affected, and even the boys were trembling for fear of getting dirty.

Every time he passed the door of the women's toilet, the arc of his frown would deepen. It may be that he just brutally killed a living life, and his evil spirit became more and more serious.

It is nearly twice as large as before. If the baby ghost is allowed to go on like this, it will definitely not stop.It will only make the campus environment worse and worse, and it will no longer be peaceful and quiet in the past.

When school was over that day, Jingchen had no club activities.

He woke up Zhao Song who was lying openly sleeping on the table, "Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Zhao Song, who had just woken up, rubbed his eyes and asked in a dazed tone.

"Go and prepare the things that will be used in the practice. If it goes well, it will be over tonight." After Jing Chen finished speaking, he left the position first, with his backpack straddled on one shoulder.

In fact, Zhao Song had vaguely guessed what Jing Chen was thinking these days, because the other party seemed to be preoccupied all day long, as if he was planning to do something.

So when I heard that I was going to play big tickets, I was both nervous and excited.

To be honest, he was quite happy in this world.However, the rumors and gossips in the campus have caused panic recently. If this ghost baby is not removed, it will always make him a little uneasy, and he will not be able to relax and enjoy the beautiful campus life.

Zhao Song originally thought that Jing Chen's so-called things needed to prepare for the ritual were to go to the market to buy.

But I didn't expect that all the other parties exchanged with Si Guo, which is very convenient.

The two arrived at the women's room at midnight. Because it was very late, no one would disturb them, but because it was the scene of the crime, the door was locked.

But it didn't bother them, so they just turned over the window and went in.

"Master, you have become rich, and you have exchanged so much with Si Guo! You have lost a lot of points, right?" Zhao Song was a little surprised when he saw something suddenly appearing on the floor.

"The quality obtained from Si Guo is better. Since we want to rescue the infant spirit, it is better to ensure that nothing will go wrong." Jing Chen said without stopping his hands, and his face looked a little dignified.

From the time he came to the women's restroom again, the murderous aura here seemed to linger on the tip of his nose after the smell of blood had intensified, which made him very vigilant and had to be cautious.

Zhao Song nodded and began to help Jingchen get ready.

When the two were about the same, an altar suddenly appeared in the center of the women's toilet, out of place with the background, but with a reassuring brilliance.

Especially when the dignified Jingchen in cassock stood among them...

The author says:

small theater:

Author: Did you do it?

Di Gong sneered: I think it's dirty.

Author: So you use child labor?

Di Gong: You know too much, it seems that there is no need to stay.

作者：不、不行，我还要更新！感谢在2022-04-0722:16:41-2022-04-0920:56:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

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