And that night, two hours ago.

Xiangyun High School, the night is thick, like dark and cold blood flowing out of rotten corpses, winding over the sky and the earth. The moon hovered alone above the school, the light was dim, like tears of complaints in the corners of a woman's eyes.

The tall teaching building was blurred by darkness, and from a distance, it was a bloody face. The drizzle rain in the night, everything was wet, the skin of trees and soil began to ulcerate, and the air was filled with a suffocating smell.

In the office, there were still faint lights. Zuo Junnan was considering correcting homework, but he forgot about time.

The other teachers have already left after get off work. In the huge office, he is the only one who is working alone.

"Tick! Tick!"

The sound of clocks beating on the wall seemed very clear in the silence. It was like the funeral knell of a funeral, hitting the heart one by one.

The dark and distant corner seemed to be a slight crying half-flowing texture.

Zuo Junnan raised her head. The temperature in the air seemed to drop a little.

The chill is like attaching to every particle of dust, mixed with air, sucking into the body.

Sudden--

The light tube flashed a little, and the office flickered.

Another one.

It seems to be caused by insufficient electricity.

So much so that the light tubes were gone for a while.

There was only a cloud of darkness left in the office. I couldn't see my fingers. I stretched out my hands and felt like I was lost in the vast and dark mist.

Zuo Junnan turned on his phone, and the pale fluorescent light shone on his face.

He was about to walk to the switch to check the situation, but before he could stand up, he found a figure appeared at the door of the office.

It was a girl, who was wearing a very ordinary school uniform against the moonlight. Except for the pair of red women's shoes on her feet, they were particularly thrilling. The red shoes were very old, with mottled patterns on the dull red red and light-skinned and polished skin.

She looked faintly, her lips moved, and she wanted to speak but stopped.

Then, she walked in...

I don’t know when the legend about Student Number 44 has become more and more intense.

"Have you heard it?" Early in the morning, someone in the classroom was discussing, "We have a female ghost with a student number 44 in our school."

"I heard about it. I heard about it. It's such a terrifying legend."

"It's just a legend, it's not true. You girls are so timid." Shi Zhenxian inserted his slogan.

"Brother Shi, that's not what he said." A girl said to him, "I originally thought it was a legend, but a few nights ago, someone saw the student number 44 appear with his own eyes."

Shi Zhenxian felt his scalp numb and scratched his head, "Is it true or false?"

"Why are you lying to? The school guard saw it. He was frightened at that time. He had been sick for several days. He hasn't come back to work yet."

"No way. If there is really a ghost, why doesn't the school say a word?"

"You are so stupid. Can you tell me such a thing?"

Everyone was discussing it in full swing, and Zuo Junnan came in with the lesson plan.

"Stop making noise. Get ready for class."

"Teacher." A girl stood up boldly and asked, "Teacher, I would like to ask, is the matter of student number 44 true?"

"What?" Zuo Junnan pushed his glasses. "I don't really understand what you are talking about."

"Teacher, don't pretend to be confused." Shi Zhenxian also stood up and said, "I heard that there is a strange story about student number 44 in our school."

"Have you read too many horror online articles?" Zuo Junnan smiled, "There are no ghosts in this world? They are all lying."

"No." Shi Zhenxian clearly wanted to break the casserole and ask to the end. "We don't have a student number 44 in our class. How do you explain this?"

Shi Zhenxian transformed into a paparazzi reporter and picked up the recorder to try to hang up the material from Zuo Junnan's mouth.

However, Zuo Junnan is not fooled.

"You are thinking too much. There is no strange thing, no ghost. I can guarantee this. You should sit down and prepare for class. Especially you, Shi Zhenxian, your last exam score is so bad, so don't think about the student number 44. If you fail the exam again, I will ask your parents to come to school."

Under the threat of verbal threat, Shi Zhenxian had to stick out his tongue and give up in disappointment.

Despite this, the doubts about student number 44 have not disappeared.

Moreover, after a day, it became more and more intense and reached orgasm.

Because Shi Zhenxian encountered it!

By the way, that night, Xiangyun High School was covered by a layer of night.

The sky was completely silent, and the air at night was as smooth as oil

The street lights on campus quietly shine on the light.

In a corner of the playground, the swing swayed gently in the wind, making a creaking and bitter sound.

Immediately afterwards, a figure jumped off from the other end of the wall.

The man squatted on the ground, looking around sneakily, his shiny bald head reflected the moonlight.

This guy is Shi Zhenxian.

It's all night. Why did he run back to school?

Because Shi Zhenxian forgot his phone in the classroom.

Without a cell phone, how can he spend the long night? People nowadays cannot live without a cell phone!

However, after nine o'clock in the evening, outsiders are not allowed to enter the school.

Therefore, Shi Zhenxian had to take the risk and climb over the wall and climb in.

He patted his knees, stood up, and quietly walked towards the teaching building.

Along the way, there was no one around. The entire campus seemed gloomy and terrifying, but it looked like a wilderness, faintly cunning.

During the silence, Shi Zhenxian walked into the teaching building. A corridor that looked like it had no end. I don’t know whether it was a problem with the design or the seasonal change. The corridor was extremely dark and the cool air ran into the clothes, and it felt cold from the bottom of my heart.

Within the sight of the eyes, the solemn figure floated in the air, clearly echoing the footsteps in the corridor, making people unknowingly tighten.

It was such a gloomy school. Shi Zhenxian couldn't help but have such thoughts. He couldn't help but think of the terrible legend of the student number 44.

Oh my god, there will be no real ghosts.

No, no, no. He shook his head desperately, trying to stop his terrible thoughts.

Please, how could there be a ghost in such a funny way?! Isn’t the author afraid of being banned? Shi Zhenxian convinced himself like this, but the next second, he thought: This author is fucked from time to time, and it’s hard to say that he won’t get nervous.

Because he accurately understood the author's characteristics of excitement, Shi Zhenxian began to feel a little panicked.

Just then, suddenly...

"Hehe, I found you... I found you..."

The sounds that come from anywhere, or what is nurtured in the mind, seem too bizarre.

Shi Zhenxian suddenly stood up and felt that his blood was cold.

He looked around and saw that there was no light in the corridor. He swallowed a mouthful of water, feeling very uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!