The little white cat pushed Fu Bao's face away with its paws in disgust, and screamed in displeasure. Only then did Fu Bao notice that the little white cat had a circle of gauze wrapped around it, and it seemed that it had been seriously injured.
"What's going on? What happened?" Fu Bao asked the little white cat.
The person who came out to explain was Fu Bao's colleague. He said that he picked up this little white cat on the roadside yesterday. At that time, it was injured and fainted on the roadside. He originally wanted to stop Fu Bao, who was just passing by, but saw that he was in a hurry. He looked like he had no choice but to give up and send the little white cat to the animal hospital first.
Fu Bao was very grateful to his colleagues for their help, but he still had a doubt in his heart. How did Ah Miao get injured?
Why did everything happen to Xiaozhi, Atian and the little white cat who stayed there after he left?
After leaving the supermarket, the little white cat began to use its paws to write on the ground to communicate with Fu Bao. In fact, it did not know what happened.
After Fu Bao left, he also followed him out. He was attacked before he went out and almost lost consciousness. But he knew that it was dangerous to stay there, so he ran away desperately. He couldn't hold on until he was near the supermarket and fainted here. .
"Being attacked? Attacked by something?" Fu Bao asked hurriedly. The little white cat shook his head.
"In that case..." Fu Bao frowned. If a ghost attacked Ah Meow, there is no reason why it would be unconscious. After all, the little white cat is very sensitive to things like ghosts. If it is not a ghost, what is it?
And what is the origin of that hanged ghost?
Fu Bao remembered that the place where he first saw the hanged ghost was the school library. He thought maybe he should go to the library to find some clues. After all, he couldn't see A Tian now, and Xiao Zhi hadn't woken up yet.
Although the little white cat was injured, it has regained some mobility after treatment. It stayed in the supermarket to talk to Fu Bao about these things. After talking, it walked away slowly. The once light steps were now very slow, and the wounds were obvious. It looks very painful.
"I'm sorry." Fu Bao apologized to the little white cat. If he hadn't dragged Ah Miao into this matter, it wouldn't have been hurt.
Meow~The little white cat replied proudly and walked away slowly.
After being separated from the little white cat, Fu Bao decided to go to the school library to check about the Hanged Ghost. The first time he saw it was in the library. If it committed suicide there, it would turn into an earthbound spirit and stay there. , some clues should be found there, but why can it move?
Fu Bao avoided the teacher and ran to the library to look for clues. Since it was class time, there was no one in the library. Fu Bao carefully entered the old archives room, but it didn't have the windy feeling it had at first, just a little cold. .
Fu Bao looked around for a while but didn't find anything strange. He looked at the piles of files and thought for a while. Maybe... he could check if there have been any student deaths in recent years?
Fu Bao had close encounters with the Hanged Ghost several times, and felt that although its long tongue and bleeding eyes concealed its true appearance, the Hanged Ghost should have been very young when it died, perhaps only in its teens. Judging from the place where it died, Look, it's probably a student from the school.
So Fu Bao began to look through student files. There were probably thousands of student files in the entire old archives. When he was looking for Xiaotong's files before, it was easier to find because it was clear that he was a sophomore in high school. Now he wants to find it from thousands of files. , finding an unknown girl who died unexpectedly or committed suicide is no better than finding a needle in a haystack.
Fu Bao realized this problem after flipping through dozens of student files. His head began to hurt, and he thought that continuing like this was not an option.
At this moment, footsteps were heard outside the old archives room. Fu Bao hid in a hurry. He only heard two teachers who managed the library walking past the door. While walking, they were talking about students borrowing books. Fu Bao had an idea. There was a flash, but for a moment the focus was lost.
If you look at the borrowing record... you will choose to commit suicide in the library, you should be in the library very often. In this case, there must be a borrowing record, as long as you can find the student's borrowing record...
However, things like borrowing records will not be kept for a long time. If the girl who died was a student from the previous class or even several previous classes, the record will definitely be gone. But if it was a student who committed suicide or died in other ways, the school should have it. Legend has it, I am also a senior in high school, how could I not be impressed?
No, there seems to be some clues here, Fu Bao thought carefully...
After all paper files were converted into electronic files, the method of borrowing school books has also changed. Originally, it was recorded with a library card, but now it has become a student ID card...
By the way, Fu Bao suddenly thought, library card!
Death library card.
One of the four mysteries of the school is the Death Library Card, which tells the story of a female student who hanged herself and the last book she borrowed during her lifetime. All the people recorded on the library card will die one by one.
Suicide, female, these characteristics are completely consistent with the legend of death library card, and Fu Bao remembers that about a year ago, a senior student who was one year above Fu Bao committed suicide in the library.
That incident was widely circulated at the time, and it could be said that every student knew about it, but the school blocked the news, so he didn't know the name, and thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he only heard about the death library card after that.
With his target in mind, Fu Bao began to search through the student files of that class, and after half an hour he finally found a piece of suspicious information.
"Chen Fanghua, eighteen years old, with only enrollment records and no graduation records, and no record of transfer of student status, it's you." Fu Bao took the file and read it attentively. The records in the file were not very clear, but there was a photo posted on it. , the girl in the photo is smiling like a flower.
Fu Bao felt that this person looked familiar, but compared with the hanged man...
Well, the Hanged Man's appearance changed so much after he died that he couldn't be sure if he was the same person, but there was indeed a slight resemblance. If the legend of the death library card originated from this girl's suicide, then Fu Bao could infer that, The hanged man is Chen Fanghua.
"No, I must have seen this person somewhere..." Fu Bao stared at the photo on the file carefully. This sense of familiarity definitely did not come from the terrifying face of the hanged man, but from another source. where?
Fu Bao couldn't remember it for a moment, so he continued to flip through the file, and soon found what he wanted, a full-body photo of Chen Fanghua.
"How is it possible..." The file book in Fu Bao's hand fell to the ground, and dust suddenly flew up, which was very choking. However, Fu Bao couldn't feel it at all. His expression was extremely shocked, and he just thought about how could it be like this?
............
Night, hospital.
In the ward, a nurse was examining Ah Tian. He was still very scared. He was huddled under the quilt and didn't dare to see anyone. He didn't even dare to make eye contact with the nurse. However, the nurse comforted Ah Tian very patiently and lovingly. God, "That friend of yours has woken up. I really hope you are all okay."
A Tian's expression was dull for a moment, and then he continued to hug himself tighter into the quilt.
After the nurse left, A Tian slowly opened the quilt and got off the hospital bed with his head hanging. He walked to the door and wanted to open the door but suddenly stopped. He mumbled something unknown, then slowly walked back to the bed and picked up the pillow from the pillow. Take out a piece of paper.
The hospital was very quiet at night. The footsteps of nurses occasionally came from the corridor. Xiaozhi's ward was even quieter. A dim yellow light illuminated a little bit of light. There was only the soft flow of liquid in the drip and the ticking of instruments.
Just then, the wind suddenly picked up. First, the curtains were lifted, and it was clearly a closed room, but the curtains were blown away and flapping. Then the temperature in the room dropped sharply, and every drop of it instantly solidified into ice.
Xiaozhi, who was lying on the bed, had frost on his eyelashes, but even so, he still didn't wake up.
Woo woo woo...
The wind blew a sound that sounded like crying. The wind blew louder and louder, and finally it picked up Xiaozhi.
Xiaozhi is floating, covered with a quilt, and his limbs are hanging down naturally. This scene usually appears in horror movies. If any unlucky nurse sees it, he will definitely be frightened and collapse. But now there is no one in the ward, only Xiaozhi and... Hanged ghost.
The form of the Hanged Ghost slowly emerged in the air, with red clothes, a pale face, and a string of blood and tears. It rolled up Xiaozhi with its tongue. It was obviously a fierce ghost, but its movements had a strange gentleness.
