"Oh, that's it..."
"Is there any way you can block my inspiration?" He Xiaohe looked at him expectantly.
"This...I don't know how." Fu Bao shook his head, "I'm not a Taoist priest or an exorcist." He was really at a loss to deal with He Xiaohe's situation. Although he could be regarded as a spiritual medium, he had to solve this problem. Not good at all.
"Anyway, I'm sleepy and want to sleep. You stay here with me." He Xiaohe pulled Fu Bao to the bedside and motioned for him to accompany her. She watched him sit down on the chair, then closed his eyes and quickly entered the sweet mood. Dreamland.
Looking at her sleeping face, Fu Bao suddenly felt guilty. After escaping from the haunted hospital, he had promised her to work as an assistant in the office, but he had put her in fatal danger one after another. This time, too, Almost died.
The scene of her being trapped in the shower still frightened him now, and he swore that he would never allow it to happen again. I will never let you get hurt again... Fu Bao whispered in his heart.
After nearly two hours like this, Fu Bao began to feel a little drowsy, but Yang Jian appeared at the door of the ward.
Although he was very tired, Fu Bao still maintained a high level of vigilance. He looked up in the direction of the door. When he saw it was Yang Jian, he cautiously stood up and walked towards him, "How's it going?"
"The whereabouts of most of the curse letters have been found." Yang Jian replied softly. He did not want to wake up He Xiaohe.
"Where is it?" Fu Bao immediately cheered up.
"Deyang High School." Fu Bao thought of the mountain and the teaching building that looked like a tomb. It was really a good place to nourish evil spirits. He immediately made a decision, "Let's go there now." Their conversation was already quiet, but He Xiaohe was still subconsciously afraid that the female ghost would come to her. She was still awakened. She found that Fu Bao was not beside the bed. She stood up suddenly and waited. When he saw the two men standing by the door, he felt a little relieved.
"Where are you going?" She only heard the last sentence.
"There are some things to be done. You should stay in the hospital and rest. If you are afraid, please ask Yang Jian to send someone else." The policeman had already gone back to rest. He thought that he would be more useful than the police who knew nothing. He Xiaohe struggled to get out of bed, "Are you going to deal with that female ghost? I'm going too."
"You can't be discharged from the hospital yet." Fu Bao frowned.
"But I'm even more scared if I stay here by myself." He Xiaohe said pitifully, "And I have yin and yang eyes, so I should be able to help somewhat, right?"
Fu Bao and Yang Jian looked at each other and thought about it for a while before the former nodded, "...Okay."
The thought of letting her stay here alone didn't seem so safe. Didn't the female ghost almost kill her that day in the office by making false claims?
Seeing his boss's approval, He Xiaohe quickly opened the closet, grabbed his own clothes, rushed into the toilet and changed out of his hospital clothes.
When she came out, several people rushed to Deyang High School after telling the hospital that they wanted He Xiaohe to be discharged early.
When the three of them were approaching the gate of Deyang High School, they heard a howling wind. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the pressure was very low. When they arrived at Deyang High School, the sky was as dark as evening.
Yang Jian looked at the sky outside the car window, and then looked at the quartz numbers on the electronic clock in the car. "It's clearly nine o'clock in the morning. This weather... is very abnormal."
Fu Bao also felt that the situation was serious, while He Xiaohe grabbed his arm tightly and looked out of the car window in horror. Now they had entered Deyang High School.
"Why, what did you see?" In fact, he also vaguely saw some figures shaking, which was not a good sign.
"There are a lot of people standing over there..." He Xiaohe pointed out the car window. She saw a row of "people" with pale faces and fierce eyes, standing on both sides of the road, as if to welcome them.
"Where did he come from? Why didn't I see him?" Yang Jian turned around and looked at her.
"Ah! Ahead - Yang Jian, you hit someone!" He Xiaohe screamed. The moment Yang Jian turned around, she saw a person suddenly blocking the middle of the road, and the car knocked him away.
Yang Jian was frightened by her and hurriedly hit the brakes, but Fu Bao seemed very calm, "If the car hit someone, we should have felt it just now... But let's go down and have a look."
All three people got out of the car to check, but found that the road was empty and there was nothing.
"Did you hit a ghost?" He Xiaohe blurted out, and then covered his mouth.
"The yin here is very heavy, more than when we came here before." Fu Bao murmured, looking around, he saw a faint black mist floating in the air, just like the morning mist in the mountainous area.
"Wait, today... it seems to be Saturday." Yang Jian suddenly thought of this. If there are no teachers or students in the school, it will be safe.
"Do you think it's easy for students now? They have to take tutoring classes during holidays." He Xiaohe pouted and said.
Yang Jian raised his eyebrows disapprovingly, "In this aristocratic school, it's up to them whether students attend classes or not. Ghost...who do you think will come to take tutoring classes?"
"Look." Fu Bao pointed to the bulletin board in front of the teaching building. It said: The location of the tutoring class has been changed to the tenth floor. Please arrive on time.
At this moment, a student happened to pass by next to them. He Xiaohe stopped him and said, "Classmate, are you here for a tutoring class... Huh? Why do you feel familiar to me?"
When the student turned around, he had a handsome face with a crew cut.
At this time, Fu Bao suddenly rushed towards them, shouting at the same time, "Xiao He, he is Lu Feng!"
Lu Feng? What Lu Feng?
He Xiaohe had not yet reacted, but the student in front of her, whom Fu Bao called Lu Feng, showed a strange smile at this moment.
Smiling, the corners of his mouth opened wider and wider, until they were split to the base of his ears, revealing a bloody mouth and white fangs, and his face turned ferocious green in an instant!
He Xiaohe was stunned, what was going on? !
"Roar -" Lu Feng suddenly opened his mouth and rushed towards him. He Xiaohe was so frightened that he forgot to dodge. Fortunately, Fu Bao had already rushed to her side and pulled her over at the critical moment.
"Lu Feng is the first victim of the curse letter incident!" Yang Jian had already taken out a gun and pointed it at Lu Feng, although he didn't think the other party would be afraid.
In other words, this Lu Feng is a dead person?
He Xiaohe became even more frightened and hurriedly hid behind Fu Bao.
After jumping into the air, Lu Feng showed them a terrifying smile, but instead of attacking them as they expected, he slowly walked away.
"Wait..." Fu Bao wanted to catch up, but Lu Feng took a few steps and his figure gradually disappeared.
"It turned out to be a dead person. He looked like a real person. It was so strange. He didn't look like a ghost at all. It scared me to death." He Xiaohe patted his chest, his heart still beating wildly.
"Why did Lu Feng's ghost appear here? And why can I see it?" Yang Jian didn't have yin and yang eyes, which made him feel weird.
"You can see it, probably because it's almost overcast here. It's almost like a ghost land." Fu Bao looked at the teaching building and the mountains behind. The sky was terribly dark at this time, and dark clouds formed a vortex in the sky. It was obviously daytime, but It gradually became as dark as night, "I was originally a Jedi, but now that I was targeted by a ghost, I became even more gloomy."
"Damn!" Yang Jian couldn't help but cursed.
"As for why Lu Feng's ghost appeared here... I think it was driven by Xiaowan." Fu Bao said and suddenly looked towards the teaching building.
In front of a certain window on the tenth floor, stood a pale shadow, exuding a strong gloomy aura. Who else could it be if it wasn't Xiaowan?
"There!" He Xiaohe also saw it.
The black gas emanating from that man was as heavy as the smoke from a fire in a building.
"There are still a lot of people." Yang Jian noticed that behind the female ghost, there were many figures crowded together. Could they be students coming for tutoring classes?
At this moment, the window was opened and a person was thrown down. Before landing, the person let out a frightened and shrill scream, and finally fell heavily to the ground with a muffled "bang".
The man fell not far in front of them. Under the acceleration of gravity, the man's head exploded like a rotten watermelon, brains and blood splattered, his limbs twisted into horrifying angles, and dark red blood quickly overflowed from under him. , gathered into a large puddle of dazzling red.
He Xiaohe screamed and covered his eyes, not daring to look. Fu Bao noticed that the man was holding a letter tightly in his hand.
