Urban Witcher

I also felt very puzzled at the time. It is said that so many people died, which is definitely an extremely important event in the history of the school. Why is there no news at all? "

Ye Shaoyang still wanted to ask something, An Xiaoqian stood up and said, "Forget it, let's not talk about it, it's getting dark, it's scary, let's burn some paper for Xiaoqiang."

Ye Shaoyang came to the altar with her. At this time, it was already dark outside, and the lights in the mourning hall were lit. It may be because the hall is too big, the lights seemed very dim. Several students gathered in a group in front of the brazier, slowly Swallowed burnt paper.

According to the traditional custom, the paper in the brazier cannot be extinguished, and before dawn, nine catties and six taels of incense ash must be burned, which is considered to be in accordance with etiquette.

Ye Shaoyang also squatted in front of the brazier and burned two pieces of paper, when a sudden exclamation came from beside him: "Ah, why is Xiaoqiang crying!"

This sentence was uttered by a girl, and everyone present trembled in fright. Turning their heads to look, a girl was slowly retreating from the front of the ice coffin, with a fearful expression on her face.

Ye Shaoyang stepped forward immediately, and looked through the transparent coffin lid. There were two bloodstains on both sides of Li Xiaoqiang's eyes, which flowed all the way to the gap in his hair.

"Oh my god, what's going on!" A bold boy came up and saw this scene, and said in shock.

Ye Shaoyang opened the lid of the coffin in full view, touched the forehead of the corpse, then wiped off the "blood and tears" on his face with a tissue, closed the coffin, looked back at the stunned people, and said, "Don't be afraid, the blood and tears It was because there was blood in his eye sockets, which had been frozen before. Although this ice coffin has the function of freezing, the temperature is a little higher than that in the freezer. His body thawed a little, and the blood flowed down..."

When he explained this, everyone was relieved.

"I'll just say it's okay," Zhuge Liang said with disdain afterwards, "Where are the ghosts and gods in this world? They are all scaring themselves."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud noise outside the door. The kid was the closest to the door, so he jumped up in fright. Everyone turned their heads and saw that the door was blown open by the wind, so they hurried over to close it, and laughed at the boy's timidity one by one.

Ye Shaoyang's brows were wrinkled, the gust of wind just now...why was it so sinister?

I was thinking about whether to go outside to see if the talisman I had posted was still there. Just as I walked to the door, a gust of wind blew up behind me. Looking back, it turned out that the small door next to the bathroom at the other end was blown open by the wind. The wind was stronger than just now. Before everyone recovered, the everlasting lamps and eternal candles had been blown out, and the chandelier above their heads was shaken by the blowing, hitting the roof with a bang. Broken.

The whole hall was plunged into darkness.

Two seconds later, everyone came back to their senses, took out their mobile phones to light up the lights, and huddled together in fright, especially the girls, who screamed in fear.

Ye Shaoyang rushed to the opposite side quickly, closed the small door, plugged it in, then returned to the mourning hall, lit a few candles, and the room regained a little light.

Ye Shaoyang took out a few candles from his backpack and lit them, and took them to the four corners of the room, and put them under the yellow mounting paper. Finally, there was some light in the room, and everyone's emotions gradually calmed down.

"What should I do?" Lin Yongchang looked up at the broken chandelier and said worriedly.

"Let's go to the staff and ask for a light bulb," An Xiaoqian suggested, "It's a long night, and I can't light candles, and the light is dim, so I feel a little uncomfortable...Which one of you will go?"

As a result, everyone looked at each other, and no one signed up. It was windy and windy outside, no one was there in the middle of the night, and it was a place like a crematorium. Obviously, no one dared to go out and wander around.

In the end, it was Lin Yongchang who thought that he had the office number recorded on his mobile phone, and when he called, someone actually answered. After Lin Yongchang explained the situation, the other party said that he would send a light bulb, hung up the phone, and everyone continued to sit in front of the brazier and burn paper. A little more can also increase the brightness of the hall.

Ye Shaoyang looked at these people and always felt that something was wrong, so he quietly counted the number of people, trembling in his heart, and counted again, it was still these people, so he silently retreated to the corner and called An Xiaoqian's name, An Xiaoqian heard He came over and said, "What's wrong?"

Ye Shaoyang looked at her and said in a low voice: "There is something, don't be afraid if I tell you."

Before An Xiaoqian heard anything, her voice began to tremble: "What's the matter?"

Ye Shaoyang said: "Go over and help me see if there are any of these people that you don't know?"

An Xiaoqian stared at her blankly, her face was flushed red by the firelight. "Brother Ye, don't scare me, what's going on?"

"Go and have a look first. Don't worry, I can definitely guarantee your safety. I will accompany you."

The two returned to the coffin together, pretended to burn paper, looked at the people around them, and then inadvertently backed away.

"They're all my classmates," An Xiaoqian said in a low voice, her expression softened a little, "Brother Ye, you scared me, I thought something happened."

Ye Shaoyang took a breath and said, "This is even more troublesome. Do you remember how many of you stayed here to watch the night?"

An Xiaoqian slowly shook her head, "I didn't pay attention."

Ye Shaoyang made an "eight" gesture at her, "Eight people, not counting me, five men and three women, eight people, look now, how many people are there?"

An Xiaoqian seemed to understand something, her breathing immediately became rapid, she shrank to Ye Shaoyang's side, turned her head, looked at the group of people burning paper around the brazier, and counted silently, "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven , Eight..." He exhaled, and said to Ye Shaoyang, "It's eight people."

Ye Shaoyang looked at her with a wry smile, "Aren't you frightened, you are not one of them?"

An Xiaoqian's face suddenly turned pale, his eyes and mouth grew slowly together, and he was frozen in a stunned state. He stared at Ye Shaoyang for half a minute, gasping for breath, and asked vigorously: " Brother Ye, you are sure you remember correctly!"

"Since I've counted, of course I won't remember it wrong. This kind of thing is not a joke. I'm not absolutely sure, so I won't tell you. You sit down first."

Ye Shaoyang supported her to sit on the futon, if she didn't support her, she would hardly be able to stand up.

"What are you doing, why don't you come over?" A girl turned her head and asked.

"I, I'm a little tired, take a rest." An Xiaoqian replied.

When the girl turned her head, Ye Shaoyang whispered to An Xiaoqian: "After they left, no one came back. Let me be frank, I suspect that when the door was blown open just now, a ghost came in, and Transformed into one of the classmates who left before..."

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