I'm a little frustrated. What Wen Jiubai said is right, the case was already two years ago, and no one is willing to rehabilitate that poor girl. It is very difficult for us to go back and investigate now.
"It's killing me!"
Bai suddenly got out of my clothes, with a complaining expression on his face, "It's not fun at all, what kind of girl from two years ago, what kind of dreamer, I don't understand at all. If I had known, I wouldn't have come here."
I glanced at the weasel, "Yeah, if I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have brought you here. It wouldn't be of any help at all."
Just when he was about to fight me again, Wen Jiubai spoke again.
"However, thanks to the director, I now know exactly what happened in this school." Wen Jiubai said with a meaningful smile.
"Really?" I asked in surprise.
"I said before that everything has a cause and an effect. Now we just need to follow this 'effect' and touch the original 'cause' little by little." Wen Jiubai's confident look does not seem to be deceiving , On the contrary, I am very familiar with his expression, he will only show this expression when he really knows what he knows.
"So, what are we going to do?"
"Come back to the old house with me, I need you to carry some heavy things for me." Wen Jiubai winked at me, I accepted his glances inexplicably, Monk Zhang Er was puzzled.
"What? What are you going to do?" Bai jumped out of my pocket, jumping around excitedly.
"You'll know when you get back." Wen Jiubai took the lead and walked towards the old house.
When we got back to the old house, it was past eleven o'clock in the evening. The mountain road was a bit eerie, and the old house in the dark was filled with a horror movie-like atmosphere. It was in this situation that Wen Jiubai went straight to a room that was used as a warehouse, and then found two... shovels among a pile of strange scrap copper and iron.
Wait, shovel
What is he doing with the shovel
"Take it." Before I could react, Wen Jiubai threw a shovel over. If I hadn't caught it quickly, this heavy thing would have smashed a hole in the ground.
"Okay, so heavy!" I finally picked it up, and looked at Wen Jiubai inexplicably, "What are you doing with the shovel? Could it be that we are going to dig something?"
Wen Jiubai held another shovel in his hand, and after hearing my question, he turned his head at me and smiled harmlessly, "Let's go, let's dig a grave."
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In this way, Wen Jiubai, Bai, and I, plus a mouse, sneaked into the open space behind the dormitory building through the back door of the school in the middle of the night.
In our school, there is always a large open space behind the dormitory building, a fairly flat place, but there are no buildings, only a lot of willows and poplars are planted, and young lovers often come here after evening self-study. Tired, as for me who is a single dog, I have never been here, and I have never known what this open space is for.
"You said... digging graves?"
"That's right." Wen Jiubai looked as usual.
"But, but," I couldn't speak clearly, "This is our school, how could there be..."
I can't go on, Wen Jiubai had better not tell me that there will be graves on our school campus.
"The grave I'm looking for is in your school." Wen Jiubai smiled with narrowed eyes.
I let out a groan of rejection, "Wen Jiubai! Can you stop scaring me with campus legends!"
Wen Jiubai looked serious, "Who said I was scaring you? So many unbelievable things have happened in your school, it's not strange to have a cemetery."
"But, the plot that only appears in this kind of supernatural novel..." The corners of my mouth twitched a little.
"As long as everything exists, it is reasonable." Wen Jiubai folded his arms and said slowly, "Haven't you ever wondered why so many novels and film and television works have plots of haunted schools?"
"Of course it's because this kind of work is originally used to scare children." I said as a matter of course.
Wen Jiubai was rarely choked by me, and then laughed out loud with a "puchi".
"You. Although it is true to say that, there are indeed many schools in China that are built on the original cemetery. This is a matter of Feng Shui."
"Is it important to build a school on a cemetery?" I asked in disbelief.
Wen Jiubai nodded, "The cemetery is a very yin place. In many old cities, there will be some old cemeteries in which people from several generations of a family in a village are buried. These places are full of yin. And if the school is built on the cemetery, there will be a lot of people, and the students don’t believe in ghosts and gods. In this way, the yin in the cemetery can be suppressed. Moreover, compared with other groups, the students in the school are more Righteousness, righteousness can ward off evil spirits."
I nodded knowingly.
"However, even after saying so much, these are not the main reasons why the school is built on the cemetery." Wen Jiubai raised his head and looked at the willow and poplar forest.
"What's that?" I asked curiously.
"It's cheap." Wen Jiubai smiled at me, "You know, for a large-scale facility like a school, the cost of buying land is very scary. So when the initial location is selected, the leaders will choose the cheaper the better. Moreover, the school occupies a large area, if it does not occupy places such as cemeteries, it means that other buildings must be demolished, which is a very troublesome thing.”
I didn't expect this to be the reason, I scratched my hair speechlessly, "So that's the case. But..."
"Um?"
"Even if there are indeed some schools built on cemeteries, not all of them are like this? As far as I know, most schools would not choose such an unlucky place." I asked, "How do you know that our school Is there a cemetery below?"
Wen Jiubai smiled slightly, "Gu Yu, I thought your observation skills were pretty good."
"Huh?" I blinked in confusion.
"When I came to your college as a substitute teacher, I found out the first time I entered your teaching building. There is not even a single portrait in the corridor of your teaching building." Wen Jiubai said calmly.
"What's the matter?"
"In most schools, there are always some portraits of great people or famous paintings hung in the corridors, right?" Wen Jiubai asked, "Some have more, some have less. But schools that don't even have a single painting It is rare, the corridor is so bare, it is quite ugly from the visual point of view. However, there are no portraits, but to some extent, it can ward off evil spirits, preventing the evil spirits and ghosts below from possessing the portraits and wreaking havoc .”