Talking about gossip is not only a hobby for women, but also for men. On the way to the dormitory holding the book, Yang Guangtai vividly described what happened yesterday.
Zhang Mingyu is a well-known and wealthy man. He is rich, has good grades, and is handsome. He is very popular with girls. Compared to Zhang Mingyu, whose family runs several companies, Li Xianyu cannot afford the house at all.
Zhang Mingyu changes girlfriends frequently, so her reputation is not very good, but it does not prevent her from being charming and popular, especially those girls who say they are rich and great, and they often change girlfriends, so only those carefree men will look down on her.
In fact, if Zhang Mingyu takes the initiative to pursue her, they will most likely not be able to escape.
Oh, woman!
But such a promising second-generation rich man died just like that.
At seven o'clock yesterday morning, Zhang Mingyu's body was found in the back flower bed of the library. He was completely naked and there was no blood on the scene. He died peacefully, as if he was asleep.
The first person to discover the body was the librarian because the school library opened at seven in the morning.
When the administrator found him, he was already cold and stiff.
The police arrived quickly and after surveying the scene, the body was removed and the cordon was only put up last night.
The school issued an announcement in the evening, and the reason given was that Zhang Mingyu unfortunately died suddenly in a flower bed. The specific reason was not given, but the students knew in their hearts that a rich second generation with an unruly private life died suddenly in a flower bed in the early morning, and there could be other things. The reason
"It can be seen that not only... being too indulgent can also lead to sudden death, single dogs can win the game." Yang Guangtai said with emotion.
"..." Li Xianyu.
The single dog got back a win.
"Who is the heroine? Have you found out?"
"No, the police asked Zhang Mingyu's girlfriend, but it's not her. The roommate in the dormitory can testify against her." Yang Guangtai's tone was mixed with envy: "This is not easy to investigate. I heard that many girls in the school have surpassed him. The relationship between classmates.”
"The parents didn't come to school to make trouble?"
"What are you making a fuss about? The medical examiner gave a result of sudden death. The school said it would not bear the blame. Besides, even if there was blame, they would disassociate themselves from it. The school is not a vegetarian, let alone our University of Finance and Economics." Yang Guangtai said.
"You are such a good person, why did you just go?" Li Xianyu sighed with emotion. He happened to pass by the library on the way back to the dormitory. Li Xianyu suddenly had a bold idea. His grandmother said that the spirit body will remain for seven days after death. , he just opened his spiritual eyes, he wonders if he can see Zhang Mingyu’s soul
He hasn't seen any ghosts these days. Firstly, there are no dead people nearby, and secondly, there are no ghosts running around everywhere.
Once your spiritual eyes are opened, it’s as if you haven’t opened them yet.
This is what ordinary people do after they get legendary superpowers. Even if it may be dangerous, they can't help but want to try it.
So he pulled Yang Guangtai straight to the flower bed at the back of the library. The place was not much different from usual. The vegetation was shiny green under the sun. Li Xianyu opened his eyes wide and carefully searched every corner of the flower bed, but no creepy figure could be seen. .
Maybe your eyes need to be restarted!
He blinked hard.
"Why are you blinking so blindly?" Yang Guangtai was not interested in joining in the fun: "Hurry back and put the books away. Let's go back to the dormitory and play games."
Li Xianyu ignored him and thought about it for a moment. He remembered that his grandmother once said, don't talk about ghosts and gods. If you keep thinking about them, there will be repercussions.
"Zhang Mingyu, Zhang Mingyu, Zhang Mingyu..." He muttered in his mouth, scanning the entire flower bed with concentration, hoping to see Zhang Mingyu's spirit body.
still none... ...
Impossible. When a person dies, where can his soul go
Have you gone home
Yang Guangtai was confused and eager to go back to playing games, urging him several times.
Helpless, Li Xianyu had no choice but to leave. I couldn't make it past midnight, so I had to go back and play games.
The male dormitory of the University of Finance and Economics has a good environment, with private bathrooms, air conditioning, and a paid washing machine at the end of each floor.
Unwilling to be reconciled, Li Xianyu hid in the toilet and called his grandmother.
"What's the matter?" The call was quickly connected, and there was the sound of my grandma's pleasant voice, as well as the sound of typing on the keyboard and clicks of the mouse.
"Grandma, someone in my school died." Li Xianyu lowered his voice.
"Oh, and then?"
"But I can't see the spirit body. Is the spiritual eye you opened for me a one-time use?"
"Of course not. How could there be something as bad as a disposable spiritual eye?" Grandma thought for a moment: "Did the person just die?"
"Died yesterday."
"How did you die?"
"It's cool to be a ghost under the peonies."
"Oh, this kind of person wouldn't be too vicious even if he died. Most of them linger in the girls' dormitory of the school. If not, there wouldn't be one. Don't mess around with dead people. The spirit body is extremely evil. You have nothing but spiritual eyes. If you have even the slightest means of dealing with spirits, if you encounter a vicious ghost, you won't know how you will die." Grandma Grandma warned: "Bring me a bottle of yogurt after class."
"Okay grandma."
"My dear grandson is so filial," grandma laughed and said, "Let's have steak tonight."
"No problem Grandma."
"Hang up, don't disturb me playing games."
Well, I didn’t ask anything about it, and I was sold ten bottles of yogurt.
The dormitory is still the same as before, messy but not dirty, things are arranged irregularly, textbooks, clothes, teacups and computers are scattered around. It is an indoor environment that can drive obsessive-compulsive disorder to death. Among the four people, one guy is playing basketball on the court, another guy has not returned from a date with his girlfriend, and the remaining single guy is playing black and white with a single aristocrat.
The sequelae of the lack of "energy" have not dissipated yet. His brain is particularly dull, his consciousness is always a beat slower than others, and his operations cannot keep up. After sitting for half an hour, Li Xianyu felt a dull pain in his waist.
After taking a capsule of "The name is too funny to type out", Li Xianyu said that he didn't want to play anymore, he wanted to go to the toilet.
The toilet in the dormitory is not a bathroom, it is just a toilet. If you want to take a shower, you have to go to the public bathroom in the middle of the corridor.
Sitting on the toilet, Li Xianyu thought that he had just opened his spiritual eyes but did not see Zhang Mingyu, and felt quite disappointed. The excitement and eagerness to master the special powers for the first time even overcame the fear of ghosts.
Would love to see the ghost again.
"Is it an illusion? Why do I suddenly feel so cold?" Li Xianyu, who was sitting on the toilet, was trembling for no reason, and his arms were covered in goosebumps.
The temperature in the toilet seemed to have dropped by more than ten degrees without any warning. At the same time, his eyes burned, as if there were fire burning in them.
At this time, there was a sound of gurgling bubbles coming from his crotch, and he looked down in confusion. At this moment, Li Xianyu suddenly felt... as if a sword had penetrated the Tianling Gai, and his scalp was numb.
A pale human face emerged from the urinal with empty eyes, which happened to meet the gaze of Li Xianyu, who was lowering his head.
When their eyes met, the air seemed to be still.
Li Xianyu: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ
Li Xianyu screamed, jumped three feet high, and retreated to the door of the toilet like a panicked rabbit. His eyes were fixed on the toilet, and his hands were trembling to pull down his pants. He moved quickly, but his arms were shaking too violently. I didn't go up there for a long time.
"What's wrong?" Yang Guangtai knocked on the door and pushed it open immediately.
Li Xianyu leaned against the wall and huddled behind the door, staring at the toilet, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
Yang Guangtai followed his gaze and saw nothing. He asked doubtfully, "What's your name? It scared me."
He couldn't see it, but a head slowly emerged from the urinal, revealing half of its lifeless face, looking straight at him and Li Xianyu.
Then he climbed out.
Zhang Mingyu!
Li Xianyu shuddered slowly and pushed Yang Guangtai away: "You go out first, I have to go to the toilet..."
There must be repercussions if he never forgets. Zhang Mingyu came to find him, so it would be difficult to involve Yang Guangtai.
Grandma said that if a person does not die unjustly, his or her resentment will not be great and he will not turn into a resentful spirit. If a person is not a resentful spirit, he will not be too aggressive.
If someone is aggressive, Li Xianyu won't panic. He will open his mouth and hit him with a twelve-hit combo of "Socialist Core Values." If it doesn't work, run home and ask your ancestors for help.
After pushing the person out and closing the door, Li Xianyu swallowed his saliva and tried to say hello: "Hi, principal, brother."
His legs were shaking slightly, and his emotions were frightened and excited. It was the same feeling as when watching a horror movie, but it was magnified ten times.
Zhang Mingyu had a dead face and empty eyes, and slowly floated in front of Li Xianyu.
"Run, run quickly..."
In the seedling stage, as usual, please collect and recommend. The plot of this book has just unfolded, and I hope it can bring happiness to everyone.
(End of chapter)