The two of them stood side by side, making an inviting gesture.
"Are we going to hold their hands?" Qin Yin asked quietly in the Taoist priest's ear.
"It looks like... yes," the Taoist priest took a few steps forward and pulled the lost Zhao Baihuan up, "We will go back as soon as we go, you wait."
"Where are you going? Aren't you taking me with you?"
"Yes, Taoist Master, won't you take him with you?" Qin Yin asked.
The Taoist priest did not explain, but before Zhao Baihuan could react, he directly grabbed Xiao Wansheng's hand.
Xiaolan was walking towards the Taoist Priest. She didn't even see this scene, and everything around her changed.
As if hundreds of searchlight beams were piercing her at the same time, Xiaolan's surroundings suddenly lit up with dazzling white light. She fell into brief light blindness for a while, covering her eyes for a while to adjust, and then the chattering voices of her companions broke through. into her ears.
"Oh my God, this has changed!"
"I'm going to go blind..."
"I thought we had to form a circle or something, but it turns out we just need to touch and we're in."
"Well, why is it useless that Zhao Baihuan also touched Xiao Wansheng's leg? Right, brother Baihuan?"
"Zhao Baihuan?"
"Zhao Baihuan is not here anymore." The Taoist priest's deep voice sounded behind him.
Xiaolan covered her eyes and turned her head.
The Taoist priest seemed to sneer slightly, "Put your hands down. The light here is normal. It's just that we have become accustomed to the dark environment and are not used to the sudden sunlight."
Xiaolan slowly put down her hands and opened her eyes little by little.
Except for Zhao Baihuan, all the other companions are there.
Everyone looked left and right, checking the situation around them.
The place they were in seemed to be a classroom.
This room is probably smaller than an ordinary classroom. A whiteboard with some ink marks is set up at the front of the room. There are several pots of green plants growing happily on both sides. There is a string of small tables and chairs in the center of the room, facing the row of whiteboards. Forming a semicircle, at the back of the room is a locker painted beige, with the door closed, just like the door in this room.
Everything in the classroom is simple, neat, but warm.
Luo Jiutian's eyes swept around and caught a glimpse of the table beside him.
"This table is from Wansheng!" He looked at the name card in the lower right corner of the table and shouted loudly, "There are things in the drawer that must be from Wansheng."
Bao Mu, who walked to the door, also turned around and said, "The door is locked and cannot be opened from the inside."
"Is the time here... five o'clock in the morning?" Jasmine said, pointing to the clock hanging on the wall behind the whiteboard, "No wonder there is no one there now, but the clock is still running, which means that time here has not stopped. "
"This also means..." The Taoist priest walked towards Wan Sheng's table, "It won't be long before someone will come over."
Although they were not sneaking around this time, nor did they plan to do anything bad, it would be hard to explain if someone from the school discovered them.
"What are we going to do? Wait here for others to come over?" The fool stood motionless, looking a little reluctant to touch things in the classroom.
"Are you waiting for someone to call the police and arrest us?" Qin Yin began to think about prying open the locker door and teased, "Hurry up and find clues. If it doesn't work, you have to find a way to sneak out... Or you can hide it. OK."
Xiaolan, Taoist Master and the others gathered together at Wan Sheng's table. Luo Jiutian put his hands together and recited a few rebirth mantras, then reached out and dug into Wan Sheng's drawer. When he retracted his hand, he took out several thick stacks of Blank paper.
"It's a painting." Xiaolan touched one of the books and flipped through it.
"This one is the same." Luo Jiutian shook the book in his hand.
I've read through all the books.
They are all paintings.
Various lines, various colors.
But the content of the painting is exactly the same.
"He drew Zhao Baihuan and Zhao Qianle." Luo Jiutian closed the last book and raised his eyes, slightly shocked.
The Taoist priest sighed, looked back at Qin Yin and Qiao Nian, who were still thinking about how to open the locker, turned his head back and asked, "Is there anything else in Wan Sheng's drawer?"
Xiaolan squatted down and almost stuffed his head into the drawer.
"No, it's empty." She turned her head in the drawer with great effort. "There is nothing on the walls of the drawer."
"The key to the locker...should be in a place where all the students in the class can access it." The Taoist priest said, and began to stride towards the bookshelf nailed to the wall behind the door.
"Xiaolan come and pry the door open."
"Ah? Can the door here also be opened?"
"The key was found."
Before Xiaolan stretched out her sinful hands to the locker, the Taoist priest finally saw the key hook next to the bookshelf and the lonely small key on the hook.
"Click!"
The key was inserted into the keyhole perfectly, and with a twist, the cabinet door opened with a sound.
"It's almost six o'clock," Qin Yin looked at the watch and stamped her feet anxiously, "Are they coming soon? We have to hurry up..."
The locker is divided into five rows and five columns, a total of twenty-five small compartments, and there are things in each small compartment.
"Wansheng...Wansheng..." Jasmine muttered, standing on tiptoes to check the things in the compartment.
Everyone started investigating together.
"Fortunately, there are many of us," Qin Yin picked up the small wooden cube placed in the compartment in the lower right corner and looked at it, "What is this? Is this something from Wansheng?"
"Well, this should be camphor wood used for pest control. The teacher put it here to prevent moths."
Qin Yin suddenly threw the block of wood back.
The Taoist priest and the fool were the tallest, so they were naturally responsible for the items on it. The Taoist priest picked up a pen with a very special shape and started playing with it.
The pen was slightly thicker than an ordinary carbon pen, and the surface of the pen barrel was filled with a high-end silver light unique to the frosted texture. The Taoist priest fiddled with it a few times, and after hearing a click, a metal pen tip hanging with green ink was exposed at the tip of the pen.
clatter!
The green pen tip was retracted.
clatter!
The nib popped out, but this time the ink hanging around the nib turned red.
"A multi-colored ballpoint pen," the Taoist priest turned his head and looked at the drawing book on Wan Sheng's desk. "There are several ballpoint pen drawings in Wan Sheng's paintings, which are also colored inks."
Qin Yin didn't even raise his head, just waved his hand and said, "Put it in your pocket and take it away."
Indeed, when you don’t know how to use something, taking it away in your pocket is the best way.
"Look at this," Jasmine, who was checking the middle position, suddenly said, "Is this a hearing aid?"
The compartment she pointed to was located in the center of the entire locker, and a pair of small ear-shaped objects lay quietly there.
"But it's possible that the hearing aid belongs to someone else. Aren't there many deaf-mute children in Wansheng's class?"
"But if it is a child who really needs a hearing aid, why would he leave the hearing aid in the locker in the classroom?" Jasmine continued.
Qin Yin held up her chin and thought for a few seconds, "Well, that makes sense, put it in your pocket and take it away."
Jasmine nodded and grabbed the pair of hearing aids.
The moment the hearing aid came off the cubicle board, there was a squeak, and the back door of the classroom slowly opened.
