Carrying the coffin board of the senior sister

Before entering the teaching building, Fang Yi also opened his bag, took out a copper cymbal that he usually used, pasted two pieces of yellow talismans drawn by himself to ward off evil, and handed them to Ai Pengtao.

"Don't grab me, the activity will not start at that time, we both have to explain, you take this and follow me, if you lose track..." Fang Yi hesitated to speak.

"...how?" Ai Pengtao was reluctant to let go of Fang Yiyi, holding the cymbals tightly, wishing to cover himself with the cymbals, the pure copper fan was a bit heavy for him, Ai Pengtao Tao had to bend his waist to hold him tightly, which seemed extremely uncoordinated.

"Let's just scold the devil, how bad it sounds, and scold with all your might." Fang Yiyi touched his chin with one hand, hesitated to add.

"...Ah?" Ai Pengtao felt unreliable: "Then I will scold the ghost, and the ghost will be angry, what should I do if I eat it."

Fang Yi also felt that he was too cowardly: "Be good and he won't eat you?"

Ai Pengtao thought for a while and thought it made sense. He looked at Fang Yiyi and said seriously: "Indeed, it makes sense. Big sister, I'll listen to you."

"Wild ghosts generally bully the weak and fear the strong. The more you are afraid, the more they will harm you." While speaking, Fang Yiyi looked ahead, his expression gradually becoming serious.

In the eyes of black and white, a ghost came out slowly from the teaching building. This ghost had thin shoulders, drooping arms, slightly drooping head, short hair that was wet, but unexpectedly fluffy, with a few strands of bangs sticking to its face , due to the problem of the angle, only the lips that were pursed into a straight line could only be seen, which were bluish and black.

This ghost gives people a feeling of decadence and second disease.

Fang Yiyi's black-and-white world can't judge the color, only a large black sticky substance can be seen on the ghost's body, and there is a clear crack at the elbow on the outside of the right arm, but it was stitched up with a thread as thick as disposable chopsticks stand up.

It's still a ghost that has been processed twice.

Fang Yiyi frowned, realizing that the matter was not simple.

"Sister...Sister..." Ai Pengtao arched his back, curled up cowardly, his eyes wandered, and he was about to squat on the ground, "Are you getting colder and colder, okay?" It's cold, like winter."

Fang Yi also said: "It should be cold."

The ghost was getting closer and closer, and stopped at a distance of three steps, and then the sutured right arm suddenly fell off, revealing a blade shining with cold light.

Fang Yiyi raised his eyebrows slightly.

The next moment, the ghost slashed at Fang Yiyi and Ai Pengtao.

Rao Fang Yiyi had been prepared for a long time, and was shocked by the fierce sword technique of this Lianjiazi.

She pulled Ai Pengtao behind her, turned sideways to avoid it, then held Ai Pengtao's head, and slammed into the ground, the blade brushed against the back of Ai Pengtao's head and swung it in the air.

Fang Yi also took out the cymbal that Zhu Yeshu had given him, and cut the edge towards the ghost's neck. The moment he lifted it up, his peripheral vision caught sight of the bronze mirror around the edge of the cymbal.

The scene inside made it completely different from what Fang Yiyi saw with his yin and yang eyes.

The polished mirror reflected countless ghosts, either weird or horrifying, or illusory, huddled together, looking at them with dull eyes.

Fang Yi also backhanded to block the blade that came again, Si Si took the opportunity to slip away.

She felt as if she vaguely knew the reason why this school was so resentful.

In the palm-sized school, there are ghosts that far exceed the load capacity. The ghosts crowd the ghosts all day long, and they will collide with each other if they take two steps or not.

Ai Pengtao couldn't see ghosts, he could only see Fang Yiyi jumping around by himself, taking out cymbals from nowhere in each hand, and cutting the air with the cymbals from time to time, it was very mysterious.

Normally, he would laugh out loud like this, but right now he doesn't find it funny at all.

After all, there are really ghosts here, and it's getting colder and colder.

Holding his cymbal, Ai Pengtao carefully walked around behind the marble pillar in the foyer, poked his head out to look at Fang Yiyi.

Fang Yi also fights back and forth, she has only studied art for a short time, and her physical skills are not good, but her strengths are her flexibility and soft body, she can't kill the enemy, and it is difficult for the enemy to hurt her for a while.

It's outrageous for a ghost to use a cold weapon. I don't know what it was doing in life, is it a fencer?

Fang Yi also carefully felt the resentment from the other party, and keenly discovered that the resentment seemed to be imprisoned by something, it was not the same as a wild ghost, but somewhat similar to Xia Xia raised by Sang Yichen.

Pretty much what she thought.

The exam questions Zhu Yeshu gave her, besides saving the ghosts of this school, nine out of ten also meant to let her find out the truth, but I didn't know which of the two was the main topic and which was the additional question.

Sure enough, the examination papers in the world are generally black, and she has never seen a paper without a question!

Fang Yi also saw the opportunity, when the opponent returned the knife to block, he did a good backflip, borrowed the inertia of his legs, kicked the opponent's back hard, and then threw out a few spells like lightning, ending Form an enchantment that I don't know how long it can last, and temporarily trap the ghost in place, unable to move.

"Hello, hello? Hello, can we communicate?" Fang Yiyi lightly landed in front of the ghost, and greeted him friendly.

Her answer was a devil's cry.

The ghost let out a loud howl, broke through the barrier, retreated like a gust of wind, disappeared into the corridor around the corner, and ran away.

Fang Yiyi: "..."

She turned to Ai Pengtao, and found that he was looking at her pitifully, as if about to cry.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Yiyi's expression froze, he raised his arm, and two yellow talismans shot out quickly, brushing against Ai Pengtao's cheeks, and the 'bang bang' sounded like firecrackers exploding one after another.

Ai Pengtao was taken aback, and reacted very quickly, crouching down with his head in his arms, without the slightest hesitation.

Something fell on the ground on either side of him, accompanied by a heavy muffled sound.

...Want to know what that is, what else could it be? !

Ai Pengtao closed his eyes desperately, his intestines turned green with regret, he deluded himself and thought that I was dreaming, wishing to get into the cracks in the ground, as if the world would not exist if he did not open his eyes.

Fang Yiyi had fun watching, and said: "I have subdued them, you are safe for the time being, closing your eyes can't solve the problem, and don't you want to see the real ghost? This is an adventure that no one else has. , maybe this is the only time in this life."

Ai Pengtao didn't know that sentence made sense, he took a deep breath, slowly raised his head like a broken chick, squinted his eyes and opened a slit, carefully looked to the side.

Then saw the shadow of a lifetime.

A face with facial features slashed with a knife, the neck was facing him at an angle that normal people couldn't twist, and those cloudy eyes were out of focus, but Ai Pengtao just felt that this ghost was fighting with him. He looked at each other.

Ai Pengtao's eyes widened unconsciously, his pupils narrowed sharply because of fear, his legs gave way and he fell to the ground.

Perhaps the fear has reached a certain level, and the brain will focus on the fear, ignoring other reactions. He opened his mouth halfway, opened and closed his trembling lips for a long time, but couldn't make a sound.

Then, helplessly raised his head to look at Fang Yiyi.

Fang Yi also smiled at Wei Wei, stepped over the ghost lying on the ground, came to the side of Ai Pengtao, and squatted down side by side with him.

"I thought you would yell 'Ah——!', and I'm ready to cover my ears." Fang Yiyi patted him on the shoulder: "You are so brave, kid, you didn't cry because you were scared. "

Ai Pengtao almost jumped up, he suddenly came back to his senses, his voice was trembling: "Man, man, why, how can you cry, man...you don't want to cry if you have tears!"

"puff--"

Ai Pengtao wrinkled his face, pursed his lips stubbornly and looked at her, the tears that were smothered in his eyes flashed.

Fang Yi also said: "Actually, there is nothing to be afraid of ghosts. If you encounter ghosts, you will beat them. If you can't beat them, you will die. The difference is that you die when you are not convinced and die when you shrink back."

"Sister, don't, don't lie to the children," Ai Pengtao complained: "I haven't let the group of grandchildren in the second class call grandpa, and I don't want to die."

"...So the goal of your persistence is so simple?" Fang Yiyi's eyes were empty, and he was once again shocked by the youth's enthusiasm.

"But it's so scary, Qiaoqiao and they don't know what's going on." Ai Pengtao was depressed, looked at the ghosts on both sides, and leaned towards Fang Yiyi.

Fang Yi also thought of the blood on the bulletin board, and thought: He must have died.

But she didn't say anything, just said: "Super speed game, come to play?"

"Ah?" Ai Pengtao was stunned for a moment, and then happily said: "Can you still save?"

Then, he watched Fang Yiyi take out a lighter that his father usually used to light cigarettes.

Ai Pengtao murmured: "It's such a common method, it's literally cremation."

Fang Yi also nodded: "As long as it works!"

The two ghosts turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

Ai Pengtao's eyes lit up, and his eyes were burning, as if he saw the hope of life: "It's easy to use!"

Fang Yi also raised his chin and proudly said: "That's needless to say!"

Produced by senior sister, it must be a boutique!

She stood up, put the lighter into her bag, and said to Ai Pengtao, "Do you want me to pull you?"

Ai Pengtao supported the pillar, stood up with strength, and said stubbornly: "I can do it myself!"

"Very good," Fang Yi also felt that this child was much stronger than he was back then, and praised him sincerely: "Young children can be taught and have a bright future."

With such a move, the ghosts that had gathered around and stared at them were farther away from them.

Fang Yi also looked around, took out the cymbals, looked at the bronze mirror, and found that there were far more ghosts reflected in the bronze mirror than she could see with her yin and yang eyes.

Why is that?

Fang Yi also didn't understand very well, but he couldn't figure it out for a while, and the point was not here.

She could take it easy, so she didn't worry about a problem anymore. Anyway, as long as the task was solved well, she would figure it out as soon as she had a chance. She wasn't very worried about this, so she simply put it aside and led Ai Pengtao to continue looking for clues.

Fang Yi also has a vague guess that the number of ghosts here is abnormal. When she was a child, she went to the countryside with her parents. She was lucky enough to see the duck shed used for raising ducks in the farm. There were so many ducks in it, and the duck shed also It is big, and although the activity space is not as good as the outside, it is enough for a while, but at night, when the ducks are crowded together, the space feels very small.

Baijiang Middle School felt to her like a duck shed at night, with too many ghosts.

Even artificial placement is too much.

If it was released after the accident in Baijiang Middle School, then there is nothing wrong with it, but if it happened because of the accident, it would be really heinous.

Fang Yi also understands the ugliness of the human heart best, and the most resentful about the death of living people. It cannot be ruled out that the people behind the scenes deliberately turned a school into a playground for ghosts and killed the living people inside in order to raise ghosts.

Perhaps the ghost with the steel knife inlaid in his arm was the breaking point.

"Sister, there's blood!" Ai Pengtao tugged on Fang Yiyi's arm, pointing at a pool not far away that looked black to Fang Yiyi.

This pool of blood almost seemed to gush out and splatter onto the wall. The splashed blood was everywhere. There was a big pool on the ground, and it continued to flow far away. There were shoe prints stepping on the pool of blood, and it continued into the corridor. In the classroom at the end.

Fang Yi also looked up, there was a strange sign hanging in the classroom, there was no grade, only the class number, and a one was written on the square.

Ai Pengtao swallowed his saliva, and the other party also said: "What should I do, sister, it feels so strange, this place is like my classroom, I'm in the first class... And," he squeezed Fang Yiyi nervously, his expression Anxious "I'm going to be late for class, so I have to hurry in."

Fang Yi also said: "Oh, what else can I do, but don't be late, go and see which class is in this session, and borrow the class notes from your little friend if possible."