Dressed as a white moonlight

"What did you find?" Li Dong stood at the door, scratching at the door frame with a faint voice.

Yunyan put away one of the photos, put the others back in their original place, and closed the filing cabinet, "I didn't see your photo here."

This is just an ordinary grade photo, not a graduation photo. Yun Yan has already appeared on it, so there is no reason why Li Dong is not there.

Unless Li Dong is lying, he is not in the same class as Yunyan.

It was too dark, Yunyan couldn't see Li Dong's expression clearly, and the classroom was silent for a moment, only the rustling sound of insects crawling could be heard.

After a while, Li Dong came back to life like a clockwork.

"I wasn't able to go with you that day," he explained.

The spring outing in the first semester of the second year of junior high school was said to be a spring outing, but in fact, the teachers of each class took the students to do farm work in the fields, and then took some group photos with Polaroid perfunctorily to cope with the matter.

Yunyan spread his hands: "Okay then, we can go."

He walked in front, and Li Dong followed behind. When he was about to leave the iron gate, Li Dong stood on the steps of the stairs and explained again: "I didn't lie."

Yunyan didn't look back, and smiled indifferently, "It doesn't seem to be very important."

It was not until the fork in the road that Li Dong said goodbye again and turned into the small road behind the hotel.

Yunyan frowned and watched Li Dong go back. He went to the school history museum today, but it was not all fruitless.

At least Sun Wei was excluded from the mission objectives.

But Li Dong gave him a very strange feeling.He is very familiar with Yunyan, from the minutiae of junior high school life to his state after class, Li Dong seems to know by heart.

Like a perverted stalker.It is very possible that Li Dong is the target of the mission, but the means of rejecting ordinary people will not work on him at all.It seems that no matter what Yunyan does, Li Dong will automatically accept it.

Such an attitude made Yunyan curious about what happened before.

Maybe he should go to Li Qin's house.

Stretching, Yunyan walked back to the hotel slowly.

Before nine o'clock, there was almost no one walking around in the small town. Unlike big cities, which were bright all night, most of the places here were dark.

Except for this hotel, when Yunyan walked to the counter, the girl at the front desk was already drowsy, lying on her arm and playing with her mobile phone.

"Dangdang." Yunyan tapped two fingers on the countertop, and the front desk stood up immediately. When he saw that it was Yunyan, he showed a sweet smile, "Mr. Yunyan, you are back, today's class feels..."

She stopped the topic, and everyone in the town knew about the deaths of people in the No. [-] Middle School. She smiled at Yunyan as if compensating, "I'm sorry."

Yunyan smiled lightly: "No problem, I just wanted to ask, is there any guest on the ninth floor?"

The receptionist looked nervous: "No, no, why do you ask like that?"

"I heard some voices in the middle of the night, a little noisy."

The girl touched her bare arm with a ghostly expression on her face: "Don't scare me, since Young Master Sun's accident, the ninth floor has been closed, so there are no guests..."

Yunyan let out an "ah", with a paralyzed face pretending to be puzzled, and lightly tapped his forehead with his fingers: "That may be because I heard it wrong. There is nothing else, please trouble you."

He was about to leave, but was stopped by the front desk again. The girl looked around and saw that there was no one in the hall. She whispered to Yunyan, "Otherwise, you should leave as soon as possible. This place is very evil."

Yunyan raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

The girl at the front desk shook her head, but couldn't explain why, "I don't know, I just think so."

She didn't come here to work for two months. When Sun Wei jumped off the building that day, she was standing at the front desk on duty and saw blood foam flying from a distance. Since then, she always felt that there was an evil spirit in this hotel.

Anyway, her job was to receive guests at the front desk, and she didn't need to go upstairs or downstairs, so she didn't resign.Only recently, there have been rumors among colleagues that the hotel is haunted.

"Don't tell Mr. Sun." After saying this, the girl at the front desk urged Yun: "Okay, go back to your room, no matter what you hear, just sleep."

"This is a way." Yunyan said goodbye to the front desk with gratitude in his words.

It started raining again.

Lu Yahao was awakened by the cold rain, only to find that he was still lying on the ground in the alley, completely soaked.

"Damn it, I'll take your surname if I don't kill you." He got up from the ground cursing, most of his body was in pain.

Lu Yahao limped and wanted to leave the alley when his cell phone rang suddenly. He was startled, took out the cell phone from his pocket, and was about to connect without even looking at it. A second before he answered, the call was blocked. hang up.

Angrily, he kicked the wall, his ribs hurt from the shock.Lu Yahao crouched on the ground for a long time before taking a breath.The phone rang again.

Just like before, as long as he picks up, the phone will be hung up.

Lu Yahao simply blacked out: "You must be sick."

But in less than three seconds, the number he blocked called again.

Lu Yahao stared at the number, looked at the constantly vibrating screen of the phone, and slowly slid his fingers.

Still hung up.

"Fuck!" He cursed secretly, and dialed back directly.

Better not let him know who is playing a prank, or he will definitely be killed.

Lu Yahao thought this way, and then, from behind him, came a familiar vibration sound.

He turned his head vigilantly, stared at the depths of the alley as dark as thick ink, and hung up the phone decisively.

The vibrating sound of the mobile phone from the alley also stopped.

Then he just hung up when the number called again.

Lu Yahao answered without hesitation, but the phone was hung up before he got through.

"Which bastard is there?" His first reaction was that someone was messing with him, trying to scare him as a prank.

"Come out quickly, I will spare you once if you come out by yourself, if you are caught by me, I will definitely beat you to death!"

The heartbeat speed increased sharply, Lu Yahao gritted his teeth and said harsh words, his voice was a little weak.

He lifted his feet and walked slowly into the alley, took off a chair leg, held it in his hand, and kept knocking on the sundries piled up on both sides of the alley. If someone was hiding here, they could only get into the sundries.

no respond.He frowned and dialed back again. Sure enough, the ringtone came from the alley.

"Okay, you, you are hiding here to scare me." Lu Yahao frowned, and kept going deep into the alley until he kicked a piece of softness under his feet. If he hadn't reacted quickly and caught the debris piled up on both sides, he might have Going to kneel on the ground.

Who knows what kind of package it was, Lu Yahao screamed in a low voice, swallowed his saliva and took a few steps back, took out his phone again, and dialed.

Sure enough, the voice came from the big bag.

The vibrating sound of the mobile phone buzzed in his ears, almost driving him crazy.

Lu Yahao couldn't understand that familiar soft touch.

Only the human body can have this feeling of texture.

He stood there in a daze, holding up his mobile phone, and even forgot to run away.

In the dark alley, the rain washed the mouth of the bag, and the rope gradually became loose, as if something foreign was about to burst out.

Yunyan sat in the room with the lights off, and he turned off everything in the room that might make a sound.

He pricked up his ears to listen to the voice upstairs, but there was no change.

When the hour hand of the watch reached twelve o'clock, Yunyan stood up, took out gloves from his bag, put them on, and took out a brand new wrench, tossing it to try the feel.

He put the bloody butterfly jelly in his breast pocket, and said to himself, "Take care of it."

The elevator is running upwards, and the moment freezes into a long moment.

The elevator door opened, but the ninth floor was still silent.

Yunyan slowed down, stopped in front of the door one by one, and listened.

Make sure there is no one on the ninth floor, the business elite man didn't seem to be here at all yesterday.

A thick blanket can remove most of the sound, but it can't block the smell coming from the room.

"This is it." Yunyan stopped, and the room number in front of him was 1908.

Right above the room where he lives.

The door couldn't be opened, but there was always a faint smell coming from the bottom crack of the door.

There was also a hint of air-conditioning in the smell, like the meat in the freezer of the refrigerator slowly decaying.

The rain in Tongxi Town has not stopped in the past few days, most people are still wearing heavy winter clothes, and the heating is turned on in the hotel lobby.

The ninth floor and other floors do not share the ventilation system, and there are no guests living there, so it is enough to make people suspicious that the air conditioner that comes with the room is still running.

What will be in the room?

Yunyan slowly squatted down, lifted the carpet at the door, took out a folded square handkerchief, spread it on the floor, then put his face on the handkerchief, and tried to look inside through the crack of the door.

The room was dark, so close to the crack of the door, Yunyan only felt that the stench was more obvious.

With a "squeak", the cabinet door was pushed open.

A swollen foot slowly protruded from the cabinet...

"What are you doing here?" Suddenly there was an inaudible voice behind him, Yun said that he was fine, picked up the small handkerchief, stood up, and patted the non-existent ashes on his pants.

Sun Shangjun had a gloomy face, and forced a smile: "It's Xiaoyan, what are you doing here if you don't sleep most of the night?"

"Uncle, did you hear something too?" Yunyan asked suspiciously, bewildered.He pointed to 1908, "I have heard the sound of moving chairs upstairs every night for the past few days, and I asked the front desk that no one lives here, so I was curious and wanted to take a look."

Sun Shangjun looked at him with gloomy eyes, "Really?"

"Maybe you heard it wrong, this room is Xiaowei's room. No one has lived in it since he left."

"That's even more strange." Yunyan looked puzzled, "Then where did this sound come from?"

He made no mention of the stench he smelled.

Sun Shangjun was in a trance, as if he was still immersed in the pain of losing his son and couldn't wake up.

"Maybe I miss Xiaowei too much. Sometimes I can't sleep in the middle of the night, so I go to his room to have a look."

"I'll try to walk as lightly as possible in the future."

"So that's the case." Yunyan suddenly realized, "I thought it was haunted before." He smiled embarrassedly, and took out the wrench behind his back.

"Since it's nothing strange, I'll go back to sleep first. Don't be too sad, Uncle Sun. Xiaowei is the spirit of heaven. I hope you will be well."

After finishing speaking, Yunyan walked slowly towards the elevator as calmly as if he was taking a walk in his back garden.