I probably felt a little ashamed of my roommates, so that night, I simply told them everything about Wen Jiubai and me, including the story of Shi Yitong's grandfather and grandmother looking for the lover of their dreams, and the serial rape of young girls. , The arrest of the murderer, and what happened when Wen Jiubai and I went home together during the National Day holiday. Of course, I also had some reservations in the process of telling the story, for example, I didn't mention Wen Jiubai's mysterious identity, nor did I mention the entangled relationship between the cat demon Moxue and Grandpa Shi Yitong. But after I told these stories, no one seemed to care why Wen Jiubai and I quarreled. All with their mouths wide open immersed in these incredible storylines.
"Gu Yu, you, you... Is what you said true?" Di Zizhen's mouth was so big that he could stuff an egg in it.
"If I could make up these stories myself, then I would have written novels to make money, and I don't need to go to college here?" I rolled my eyes.
"But, but... Oh my God." Zhou Lang also had a speechless expression on his face, "There really is such an incredible thing!"
I nodded, "At first I didn't believe in these supernatural claims, but ever since I met that guy Wen Jiubai, incredible things have happened one after another, and I have to believe it if I don't believe it. And that person Wen Jiubai, he has a A mysterious atmosphere and a powerful aura. But even if I say so, you probably won't understand... "
"What did I say?" Qi Bojian suddenly interrupted, "You absolutely have a crush on him."
"Qi Bojian!" I yelled angrily with my face burning, and the boys laughed out of embarrassment.
"What do you think?" Di Zizhen asked the other two people.
"Well... how should I put it. There are so many things in this world that we humans don't understand, so it's not impossible for monsters to exist." Qi Bojian suddenly felt a little frustrated, "I still want to join the party this semester Well, you suddenly told me this. Communism is good, communism is good.”
"Stop communism, look at how poor you are as an intellectual." Zhou Lang elbowed Qi Bojian, looked at me solemnly and said, "Fourth, I believe what you say. Let me tell you, There are really ghosts in this world, I absolutely believe it. Hey, do you know about the ghosts in the dormitory of the Humanities College recently?"
As soon as Zhou Lang said this, the atmosphere of the conversation changed instantly. Originally, I had already told you a lot of scary ghost stories, and when I said this, everyone's spirits were stretched to the tightest.
"Haunted, haunted?" Qi Bojian stuttered, "Uh, no, I haven't heard of it."
Seeing that everyone was getting nervous, Zhou Lang became even more energetic.
"Oh, why are you so indifferent to gossip? Let me tell you, if you don't listen to things outside the window, you won't be able to find a girlfriend!"
"Okay, why are there so many nonsense, if you want to say it, hurry up!" Di Zizhen urged.
Zhou Lang cleared his throat and said, "Ah, this is what I heard from my girlfriend's best friend's classmate. It is said that the female dormitory of our Humanities College is haunted. I have encountered ghosts in several dormitories. Usually it is in the middle of the night, ten o'clock in the morning. From two o'clock to three o'clock in the morning, everyone was sleeping soundly, but someone suddenly heard someone knocking on the door. The man who heard the knock had to get out of bed and run to open the door, only to see—"
Zhou Lang deliberately stopped here and didn't say anything, which made a group of us stare at him. Di Zizhen didn't talk nonsense at all, so he went up and gave him a punch: "You fucking thought you were talking about cross talk! What the hell are you talking about? If you see something, tell me!"
"Oh, oh, boss!" Zhou Lang screamed, "It's not my fault, it's actually like this. Everyone has a different version of what happens after opening the door!"
I frowned, and my sensitive nerves realized that this might not be a simple campus ghost story.
"How could it be different?" I asked. "What did they see?"
"Some people saw a head floating in the air, some saw a white-clothed female ghost bleeding from the eye sockets, and some didn't see anything, saying that there was nothing outside the door." Zhou Lang said.
"Then what then?" Qi Bojian asked.
"Then these girls who heard the knock on the door were frightened, but they couldn't make a sound anyway. When they opened their eyes, they found that they were lying on the beds in the dormitory, and there was nothing around them." Zhou Lang Lowering their voices, they continued, "When they woke up, they asked their roommates. Everyone else said that they hadn't heard the knock on the door, and they were quiet all night. They all said that that person was dreaming and sleeping stupidly."
Qi Bojian seemed unwilling to accept the setting of ghosts in the world, and argued, "But it is also possible that the girl fell asleep. What school doesn't have such campus ghost stories? Are you going to talk about those Is it true that the stories are all true? Many of them are passed on from one to another among the students, and a thing that could have been explained has been passed on magically, and it has become a ghost story."
"That's right!" Di Zizhen also nodded in agreement, "There are still many ghost stories that are actually misunderstandings, and it's just because the girls are too scared in their hearts, coupled with the misunderstanding between each other, that it looks like a haunted ghost. of."
But I shook my head in disapproval, "No, I don't think that's the case. Wen Jiubai said that ghosts come from the human heart, and monsters are born from human fear, sadness, and resentment. From this point of view, there are no fake ghost stories. Besides, since I followed Wen Jiubocha’s commission, there have been countless cases where the situation worsened and the victim died because the people around me didn’t care.”
"I didn't say that, fourth child, didn't you have a falling out with that exorcist? Why do you still care about such things?" Qi Bojian asked.
I was blocked by this, so I had to bite the bullet and explain, "Since I have been exposed to this kind of thing, of course I will care about it. Besides, if there is really something dirty in our school, it will be very troublesome." ?"
Qi Bojian seemed to be convinced by me, and turned to Zhou Lang, "Second brother, do the hauntings you mentioned only happen in girls' dormitories?"
Zhou Lang shook his head, "When I first heard about it, it was only the girls' dormitory that had this kind of thing. The girls were timid and would chirp when they encountered anything. Later, the girls spread the matter to the class , the boys began to say one after another that this kind of thing happened in their dormitory. It's just that boys are generally more serious, and they don't take it seriously when they encounter it. It wasn't until the girls were so scared that they went to the temple to ask for amulets that the boys started to realize something was wrong."