Non-Human Seeking Re-employment

The get out of class bell rang.

The students in the classroom rushed out impatiently as if they had regained their freedom. Shen Dongqing originally wanted to find Wu Jia from the next class, but he was caught in the crowd and walked out involuntarily.

After leaving the classroom, Wu Jia was no longer seen.

The inch board man smiled and said, "What's wrong with you today, you look so strange?"

Shen Dongqing said: "I also find it quite strange."

The inch board man scratched his head and asked, "What's so strange?"

Shen Dongqing couldn't tell, but he just found it strange.

Seeing that Shen Dongqing was out of his mind, the inch man simply dragged him to the cafeteria.

It is the noon break time, and the cafeteria is full of people.

Cunbannan and Shen Dongqing were delayed for a while, they arrived late, they queued for a long time before they got to the window, and saw that there were only leftovers inside.

The aunt who cooks rice is very ruthless, and she has to shake it three times for a spoonful, and there is not much scooped into the dinner plate.

Shen Dongqing picked up a piece of vegetable that she didn't know what it was, and took a bite carefully, her face suddenly became colorful: "I finally know what's wrong..."

The inch board man stopped eating: "What?"

Shen Dongqing: "This world must be wrong, the food here is too bad!"

The Cunban man almost spit out the rice: "Okay, it's not just a matter of a day or two that the food in the cafeteria is unpalatable. If you really can't eat, you can go back and make instant noodles later."

Shen Dongqing has never been picky about food, but facing this dish, she really couldn't finish it, so she put down her chopsticks and waited for the inch plate man to finish eating.

The inch plate man still ate with relish.

Shen Dongqing lowered her head and touched her pocket, and took out two cards. One of them had a stick figure of ice cream, and the other had a picture of a kitchen door.

He stared at these two cards for a long time, but couldn't remember what they were used for, but he could carry them with him, so they should be important things, so he stuffed them back.

The inch board man touched his mouth after finishing his meal, and said, "Let's go, there is no class in the afternoon, let's go back to the dormitory to play games."

Everything is so normal, except for the particularly bad lunch.

Across the pocket, Shen Dongqing squeezed the two cards, but felt that there was a sense of disobedience everywhere.

It's like...the world isn't supposed to be like this.

The three people in the same bed were fighting at the computer desk, and Shen Dongqing ate a bucket of instant noodles before nestling on the bed.He took out his mobile phone, trying to find useful information from it.

But after searching all the communication tools and social software, the "Shen Dongqing" shown above is a student in college, and there is nothing unusual about it.

The man with the stud earrings was still surprised: "Holly, don't play games today? We are one less than five blacks, are you coming?"

The inch-inch man said without turning his head, "He's very strange today, and I don't know what's wrong with him."

Shen Dongqing lowered her head, and could see the three boys staring at the screen, playing in full swing, with sweat dripping from their faces.

Is he too weird?

Shen Dongqing jumped off the bed, sat on his seat, turned on the computer, and asked, "What are you playing?"

He should blend in with them and be normal.

More importantly... this game looks really fun.

Everyone in the dormitory was addicted to the world of the game, and it was midnight before they knew it, and they ordered takeaway for dinner to survive.

After 12 o'clock in the morning, the inch-ban man stopped his movements and stretched his waist: "It's finally promoted, it's not easy."

The man in the jersey cursed: "Those idiot elementary school students, shit, if it weren't for the elementary school students, they would have already fucking won."

The man with the earrings let go of the mouse, clicked on a webpage to browse, and suddenly said, "Why don't we play this game."

"What?" The inch board man leaned forward.

There is a dark picture on the computer screen. The person on it hangs his head down, his whole face is covered by black hair, and his facial features cannot be seen clearly. There is a white candle in the center, burning with a pale light. The bloody three words - ghost stories.

The man with the ear studs said: "It's just playing 'ghost stories'. Each of us tells a ghost story, and after we finish speaking, we blow out the white candles in front of us. It is said that this will summon ghosts."

The others were bold, and when they heard the proposal, they immediately agreed.

The inch board man also rummaged under the bed and found a bunch of white candles, and put them on the table: "It just so happens that there are still some candles left over from the dormitory power outage last time."

The man in jersey poked Shen Dongqing who had been silent all this time with his elbow, and said in a low voice, "Are you scared?"

Shen Dongqing blinked her eyes: "No."

The man in the jersey didn't believe it: "Then why don't you talk?"

Shen Dongqing thought for a while and said, "Because... I think your act of trying to die is very familiar."

It was as if he had seen it countless times.

The man in the jersey "cut": "Isn't it just telling ghost stories? Where did you die?"

The inch board man over there ran to turn off the lights in the dormitory, and then closed the curtains, and the dormitory fell into a deep darkness.Then someone moved something and made a rattling sound.

click-

The flame of the lighter jumped and lit four candles, and the pale candles barely illuminated the surroundings.

The four people in the dormitory sat on the ground around a small table, and there was a burning candle in front of each of them, making their faces as white as paper.

In order to fit the atmosphere, the inch-ban man deliberately lowered his voice, and said quietly, "Then I'll be the first one."

The candlelights of the others dimmed a little, but the candlelight in front of Cunban Man jumped and became more vigorous.

"Let me tell you a story that I have experienced before." Inch Bannan said very mysteriously, "There is an abandoned teaching building in our school, don't you all know?"

The others nodded subconsciously.

Cun Bannan continued: "It is said that a senior was deceived by a scumbag and committed suicide in the classroom one night. At that time, she was still pregnant with a child."

"That time when we were playing Truth or Dare, my friend asked me to enter the innermost part of the teaching building to take a picture at night. I was so drunk and cowardly, so I went. I didn't find anything wrong after that, so I ran to the innermost part. I was about to leave after taking photos. At this moment, I heard a piano sound not far away."

"There was a music room in the old teaching building. I thought it was those friends who were scaring me, so I walked over to the sound of the piano, intending to beat them up, but when I got to the music room, I ran away without looking back. .”

The jersey man was fascinated and asked, "Why?"

The inch board man glanced up at him, and said strangely: "Because the senior sister committed suicide in the music room, the school directly sealed the music room afterwards."

Now that it is sealed, it is impossible for anyone to go in and play the piano.

So why is there a piano sound?

A gust of wind blew from nowhere in the closed bedroom.

The jersey man shuddered.

Cun Bannan said: "I ran out of the teaching building and showed my friends the photos I took. The picture was dark, but I could see something lying on my shoulders, like...an immature baby. "

"Then I couldn't sleep well all night, and I could often hear the piano and the baby crying."

The voice fell, and in the silence, a meow came from downstairs, as if a baby was crying.

"Huh—" the inch board man blew out the candle in front of him and hid in the darkness.

"It's your turn."

The man in the jersey was still scared, and the man with the earrings touched his earlobe and said, "Let me also tell a story that I have personally experienced, and it is also in our school."

"It is rumored that there used to be a senior who was very eager to learn. He was still studying in the study room in the middle of the night. He received a scholarship every semester. The teachers regarded him as a role model."

"The facilities in the self-study room are very old. One night, the electric fan on the ceiling came loose and fell directly, hitting the senior. There was only the senior in the study room, and it was discovered the next day. At that time, the senior's blood flowed all over the floor, and his eyes were still open until he died, looking at the book in his hand."

"Gradually no one went to the study room, but one day, the goddess and I went out for a walk and wanted to find a quiet place to chat. We walked near the study room and went in without thinking too much about it."

"Just when the goddess and I were getting better, I suddenly found a person sitting in the study room, looking down at a book. The goddess felt embarrassed, so we decided to change places."

"Just as I was passing by that classmate, I suddenly realized something was wrong, so I pulled the goddess and left without looking back."

The man with the earrings paused for a moment, and then continued: "Because I found that that classmate's books were covered in blood, and half of his head was cut off. It looks like the senior who died in the classroom."

"I was scared and curious at the same time, and finally I was resisted and curious, and I looked back."

"The man sat there staring straight at my back, and then there was a 'bang bang' sound, the electric fan fell off, and blood spattered all over the window."

"I hurried back to check, but there was nothing inside. I asked the goddess, and the goddess thought I was crazy, and then the two of us blew it."

The man in jersey laughed loudly: "The horror of your ghost story is probably because the goddess blew it up with you."

The man with the earrings rolled his eyes at him and blew out his own candle.

I don't know if it was a coincidence, but the electric fan spinning above suddenly jammed, and there was a harsh sound, as if it was about to fall in the next second.

The man with the stud earrings may have a psychological shadow. He moved his buttocks and moved away from under the electric fan.

The man in the jersey said, "It's my turn? Then let me tell you a story that happened in school."

"Aren't I on the basketball team? In the past, there was an influential figure on our basketball team, who was so obsessed with little girls, but he was also very philandering himself. He stepped on several boats at once, and all of them were big beauties. We were all sour. no."

"But one day, things came to light. There was a girl with a particularly fierce personality. She called all his girlfriends and ran to the basketball court to question him. This guy, seven beauties came all at once, making a lot of noise Yes, surrounded the seniors, and asked for an explanation, who is the real girlfriend?"

"The senior was really playful, and he was reluctant to part with any one of them. He said, 'I only have one person, and you and I don't want to part with each other, or let each of you split up'. After finishing speaking, he went to play basketball."

"In the end, within two days, the senior was dismembered in the basketball hall and divided into seven pieces. It happened that each of the seven girlfriends was divided into pieces, but one head was missing. The police regarded those girlfriends as suspects, and found out that one neither."

The man with the stud ear interjected: "Isn't this just a simple murder?"

The jersey man shook his head and said, "The murderer has not been found until now, but it is said that the senior found a female ghost as his girlfriend, and that head was taken away by the female ghost!"

"Then another day, something happened to my girlfriend and I. My girlfriend thought that something was wrong with a female classmate, so she didn't listen to what I said, and wanted to break up. I said angrily, 'break up, break up', after I finished speaking Go to the basketball hall to play to vent."

"At night, there was no one in the basketball hall. When I was leaving, I bumped into a beautiful woman with a basketball in her arms. You know, men, so I went up to strike up a conversation."

At this time, there was a "cut" sound from the side.

The man in the jersey patted the man with the stud earrings, and then said: "After a few words, the beautiful woman said: 'You have a girlfriend, what should I do?', then I must say that we have broken up, and then the big woman The beauty actually said: 'In this case, your girlfriend and I will be half of each other'."

"I was overjoyed at the beginning, thinking that I had met some female Bodhisattva, but I was not too happy when I suddenly saw the picture of the senior on the wall. I was shocked and remembered the ending of the senior. Looking again, the big beautiful woman hugged her in the arms. It's not a basketball at all, but a human head!"

"I was stupid at the time."

"Fortunately, my girlfriend came to the basketball court to look for me and rescued me. Since then, I have devoted myself to my girlfriend, except that I occasionally hear the sound of shooting basketball outside the door at night."

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As if in line with his words, there was a sound of slapping a ball at the door.

The jersey man blew out the candle.

The three of them finished speaking, and only Shen Dongqing was left. They turned their heads to stare at Shen Dongqing, and said in unison: "It's your turn."

Shen Dongqing opened her eyes in confusion: "Ah? Is it my turn?"

The ghost story was so boring he almost fell asleep.

The faces of the three people were all hidden in the darkness, and they said sullenly, "Aren't you afraid?"

Shen Dongqing rubbed her eyes: "It's so boring."

I don't know why, but he doesn't seem to be afraid of any gods and ghosts from birth.

"Why?" In the darkness, the inch board man's voice was distorted.

Shen Dongqing said strangely: "Didn't you say that? Believe in science!" He also clenched his fists.

Inch board man: ...

The man in the jersey and the man with the stud earrings looked at each other: "It's your turn."

"Okay, then let me tell a ghost story that I have personally experienced."

"I met a ghost, and then..." Shen Dongqing yawned, "I beat the ghost up."

other people:……

After waiting for a while, they didn't wait for the ending, and asked, "And then?"

Shen Dongqing spread her hands: "Then the ghost ran away."

Others: What kind of ghost story is this? !

Shen Dongqing didn't care, he had already finished speaking, and blew out the candle in front of him.

All the candles were extinguished, and the bedroom was plunged into darkness again.

One got up to turn on the light, but before he touched the switch, a light source lit up in the dormitory.

Another candle was lit at the corner of the small table, the faint light flickered, and a figure could be seen sitting there.

He huddled in the corner with his back bent, his head bowed, his hair was hanging down to cover his facial features, and he couldn't see what he looked like.

"It's my turn—" the figure's voice was hoarse and he spoke slowly, "I'll tell you a story too."

Everyone froze.

There are four people in the dormitory, why is there one more?

The man with the stud ear was trembling all over, speaking incoherently: "I know, at the end of the 'ghost story', a ghost will be summoned, and when the ghost finishes telling the story, we will all die!"

He got up, ran to the door quickly, and wanted to open the door to go out, but he was probably too flustered, he couldn't open the door no matter what, and finally slumped on the ground.

The man in the jersey was so frightened that he couldn't move, and retreated to the corner with his hands and feet.

The extra person didn't care, and told the story on his own: "Once upon a time, there was a person in the dormitory who started telling ghost stories because he was bored. Every time he finished telling a ghost story, he blew out a candle. But they don't know that this is actually a game of summoning ghosts, which will attract ghosts."

"They talked about the senior who committed suicide in the teaching building, the senior who was crushed to death in the self-study room, the basketball team members who were dismembered... They were so engrossed in listening that they didn't even notice that there was another person beside them oh no, ghost... ..."

"As long as that ghost finishes telling the story and blows out the candles, everyone will die miserably. My story is over..."

The three hugged each other tremblingly.

The man with the earrings said desperately, "He's talking about us!"

The man in the jersey: "Ahhh - I don't want to die!"

The inch man still remembered Shen Dongqing: "Is there anyone else?"

They opened a gap and looked over, and found that Shen Dongqing was still sitting there, listening to the ghost telling a story.

The inch-ban man hurriedly said, "Holly! Come here quickly! He's a ghost!"

Shen Dongqing suddenly realized: "So he is a ghost."

The inch board man was about to cry: "Come here!"

Shen Dongqing finally stood up, but he didn't run, but rushed over directly, pressed the ghost to the ground, clenched his fist with his right hand, and punched it down.

The figure who was still trembling with fear just now was beaten to the point of howling.

Others began to suspect that something was wrong with their eyes: ...Wait, is it so fierce?

Shen Dongqing restrained the figure who was about to run away, and punched him down again.

——Although I don’t remember anything, but I did it right!