Interesting.
Neither he nor Xiaoyue have any memory of Yueshan Middle School, but the Baishi store's board clearly states that both of them have an unknown past here.
Memories that don’t exist, classes 3 and 3 in high school that don’t exist, have I really forgotten them?
Unlike Xiaoyue, who can occasionally leak out a little bit of memory, Xi Yu remembers things early and has a good memory. She never forgets anything, but she remembers the cases she has come into contact with clearly from the origin to the subsequent handling, from childhood to Not a single memory was fragmentary. She could clearly recall even the names and personalities of her classmates in elementary school.
Will she forget anything like this?
Yang Tianxing didn't care about Xi Yu and Xiaoyue's indifferent reactions. He smiled and said, "If you want to know more, come to the cafeteria to see me at nine o'clock in the evening. In this school, no one will help you except me."
"I heard that the cafeteria closes at seven o'clock in the evening." Xi Yu said calmly: "Besides, everyone must return to the dormitory after nine o'clock. We don't dare to violate the rules."
"You are the new internship teacher, right? No wonder you don't know that students in Class 3, Grade 3, don't need to abide by that school rule."
Yang Tianxing spoke with a hint of unabashed disrespect towards Xi Yu: "At nine o'clock in the evening, a new window will be opened in the cafeteria, and we can chat while eating."
"This school is not a normal school at all, especially at night. It's like a night of ghosts. The longer you stay here, the closer you are to a madman."
Yang Tianxing's dinner plate contained a ball of bloody minced meat, exuding a strange fishy smell, but he ate it with gusto: "Everyone who approaches you has bad intentions, whether it is the group of teachers who work for you, or those who exclude you. My classmates, they are all just puppets, their purpose is to kill you."
He threatened Xiaoyue and lowered his voice mysteriously: "Only those of us who come from the real class three of high school are the same kind. We have a common secret."
The people in Yueshan Middle School are far more lively and lively than those in Ghost Marriage. Although this Yang Tianxing speaks strangely, his actions and expressions are very lively and lively, and he looks no different from a normal living person.
"We have just arrived at school and don't know the way to the cafeteria yet. How about this? At nine o'clock in the evening, you come to dormitory 404 to find us and take us to the cafeteria. How about that?"
Xi Yu put away the clean fried rice plates for the four of them, and suggested with great enthusiasm: "You can also take us around the campus at night. Maybe we can think of something else?"
"Dormitory 404?!"
Yang Tianxing screamed: "Why do you live in dormitory 404?!"
He didn't know what he thought of, but he quickly picked up the bloody mess that he had not finished eating. Without waiting for Xi Yu to stop him, he ran faster than the boy who was using both hands and feet.
Yang Tianxing's performance once again confirmed the fact that dormitory 404 is very dangerous. Even the students in the non-existent Grade 3 class are very afraid of it.
What kind of monster is there in this dormitory?
After eating and drinking, Xi Yu returned to the dormitory early and looked at the broken balcony door to sort out her thoughts.
They know nothing about Yueshan Middle School. What they can determine so far is that there are some dangerous secrets hidden in the dinner time and dormitory 404, and that the school is not safe, especially at night.
There are more than one secrets hidden in the school. What is the secret connection between dormitory 404, the third class of senior high school, the cafeteria, and the strange school history course?
She seemed to feel something, and opened her drawer. It was empty, but there were countless vicious words carved with knives and fingernails.
Damn trash, disgusting filth, useless garbage...
There are also countless words "go die" written purely in red pen. The handwriting is different, and it is probably not just written by the same person.
These handwritings are full of malice, like faces that are laughing and mocking. Every time the user opens the drawer, he will be faced with these abuses.
In the drawers, under the bed board, on the chair... as long as there are places where words can be engraved, they are full of malice towards the owner of the bed.
Xi Yu frowned.
She has dealt with many school violence incidents, and she knows that children of this age are in a crazy stage where they have the power to act but no self-control.
They are still unable to truly understand the importance of life, nor the connection between their own injuries and pain. They possess the innocence and viciousness of children and the power of adults, so that they act without discretion and do not know the consequences. In serious cases, they dare to do something for a life. For just a pack of cigarettes and a few dollars, they would stab someone with a knife. Many well-known elder brothers would avoid these students.
But this was the first time in school that he dared to go so far.
It's just a matter of schooling. As for cultivating any deep hatred?
"Officer Xi, you came back so early? I thought you would come back stuck like me."
Seeing her rummaging for something on the bed, Qin He also opened his drawer. Seeing that it was clean, he raised his eyebrows, walked to Xi Yu, and also saw the curses.
"This is really..." Qin He's smile fell and his eyes darkened. He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he just sighed calmly: "Officer Xi, you are so lucky..."
He was given a weird school history lesson, and he was chosen a special bed, and he was just short of getting a certain death mark on his head.
Jiang Li'er and Li Shu returned to the dormitory at 8:59. The former was panting and covered in dust, while the latter was thoughtful and silent, with a complicated expression on his face. However, they both gained something.
Xi Yu pointed at the various handwritings on his position, and Jiang Li was immediately surprised: "I saw this handwriting in Class 3, Grade 3, tonight!"
Class 3 of senior high school?
"I went to Class 3 of Grade 3 tonight, which is the first class on the right side of the stairs on the top floor of the teaching building. The student sitting next to the trash can had a very similar Chinese character to this one." Jiang Lier pointed to one of the A few "go to hell": "Isn't this his position?"
"Are you going to die in your seat?"
Li Shu seemed reluctant to share the information he had discovered, but he walked around the school and knew that this strange story would not be able to escape on his own, so he said: "I didn't find the principal's office or the abandoned teaching building in this school. Although it’s shabby, there are still student activities inside, and it’s probably the innermost location on the sixth floor.”
After he finished speaking reluctantly, he immediately looked at Qin He, not wanting to suffer any loss.
"I found the location of the library and archives, where I can get textbooks, check school history, and understand the background of Yueshan Middle School." Qin He narrowed his fox eyes and smiled, shaking the library card in his hand: "You can go there tomorrow. trip."
