Watching the old man leave, we looked at each other, not knowing what to say. The squad leader stood there helplessly. After a while, he said awkwardly, "Don't worry, everyone, I also know other Taoists."
But everyone just nodded, and no one said much.
Zhao Pengyu said in horror: "What the hell is going on? Why does this old man look like he's seen a ghost?"
"I'm afraid he's really seen a ghost." I said with an ugly face, and then fell silent.
For a time, the entire classroom was chaotic, and uneasy emotions lingered in everyone's mind. Everyone was discussing anxiously, and the fear of the disaster could be seen on their faces.
I sat in the seat, thinking wildly in my mind, this old man must have found something, otherwise he would not have escaped. But what did he see. I'm afraid that, except for himself, no one else can say it at all.
Did he see Han Ziyu's ghost in the classroom? This possibility is very high, but I heard from the monitor that Han Ziyu committed suicide in this classroom. Perhaps her ghost still appears in the classroom to this day.
Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a chill on my back, and my whole person is not well.
And the people in the class are also talking about it.
Some people say that we simply invite a powerful Taoist priest to handle all this. Others say it's better to call the police.
For a while, the whole classroom was arguing, and even the monitor could not come forward at this time. After all, at this time, everyone had a little panic on their faces.
At this moment, a pleasant voice suddenly sounded: "Zhang Fan, do you think Han Ziyu did this?"
"This, it should be her." I looked at Mo Qingyu and said.
Mo Qingyu looked at me, and her beautiful eyes wrinkled slightly: "Why does this kind of thing happen, it's really unexpected."
"Yeah, now I can only take one step at a time." I said with a sigh.
"Why do you think Han Ziyu committed suicide?" Mo Qingyu said.
"Yeah, why did she kill herself. That's a clue," I muttered.
When the get out of class was over, I found the monitor and wanted to know the cause of Han Ziyu's death. But the monitor told me that he didn't know it himself. Now I am suspicious
Can not help but continue to ask.
Only then did the squad leader tell me that the cause of Han Ziyu's death has always been a mystery. He only found Han Ziyu's name, and the squad leader himself didn't know the cause of her death.
Hearing this, I was a little surprised, but I decided to investigate.
After all, this matter is related to the life and death of our entire class. If I can find out the truth of this matter, I can save the whole class. By then I will be the hero of the entire class.
Thinking of this, I am still a little excited.
So during recess, I found the head teacher. Then he carefully tested her to see if she knew Han Ziyu.
Who knew that when I said the name Han Ziyu, the head teacher's expression was very strange. She looked at me, and said impatiently, "What is the matter with you looking for me? If it's okay, just leave."
"I want to know how Han Ziyu died?" I said directly.
"Who is Han Ziyu? How did I know how she died?" The head teacher dodged his eyes for a moment, and then said immediately.
Noticing this, I hurriedly asked: "But I heard that Han Ziyu died in our classroom. And it was a few years ago."
"Really? Where did you hear this kind of thing? It's just a rumor." The head teacher waved his hand directly, and then said with a dissatisfied expression: "If you have nothing to do, go quickly, and don't ask such questions that have nothing to do with learning in the future. ."
I responded, then turned around and walked out. When I went out, I suddenly understood. The class teacher seems to know Han Ziyu, maybe she also knows the cause of Han Ziyu's death.
But she refused to tell me, it left me helpless, I could never force her to say. I don't have this ability either.
But anyway, that's for sure now. Han Ziyu's ghost is in our classroom. She should be the gatekeeper of the underworld. It was her order that led to the deaths of two people.
Thinking of this, I sighed faintly, and my heart was full of confusion.
I don't understand what is going on in this matter, we have no hatred with Han Ziyu at all. Why did Han Ziyu find us?
And our classroom has just been changed. Unexpectedly, this happened.
With mixed emotions, I returned to the class. The class is a mess right now. No one is in the mood to learn when the matter of the underworld gatekeeper is not resolved. Even a few academic tyrants are now frowning.
But most importantly, we don't know who to talk to. Because this thing is so bizarre. No one will believe it at all.
Back in my seat, I looked around. There were couples everywhere in the classroom. They talked to each other and comforted each other. To make me a little envious.
But this matter has nothing to do with me, although our class is a liberal arts class, the number of girls is twice that of boys. But like Liu Fei, I am a single dog.
Zhao Pengyu came over at this time, and said: "Now that this kind of thing happened, the girls are so scared. We need a good opportunity to start."
I glared at him, then said, "What time is it, and you still talk about these things."
"Hey, I'm joking. In other words, what should we do? How can we find the gatekeeper of the underworld?" Zhao Pengyu said.
"The underworld gatekeeper must be among us. If it's not a ghost, then it can only be our classmate." I looked around and said.
"However, if it is really our classmates, what did he rely on to kill Li Guomin and the others?" Zhao Pengyu said.
"I don't know about this either, it's really unbelievable." I shook my head, also full of distress.
"Yeah, the power of the underworld gatekeeper is really terrifying. It can kill each of us in silence. I really don't understand." Zhao Pengyu said.
When I heard his words, I suddenly thought of something, and my expression suddenly became serious.
Seeing my appearance, Zhao Pengyu couldn't help but ask me what was wrong.
I then waved my hand and said, "What's the purpose of the Underworld Gatekeeper? If he really wants to kill each of us. Then it's just a mission that makes us all commit suicide."
"Yes, but he didn't do it." Zhao Pengyu said.
"According to my thinking, there are only two possibilities," I said, squinting.
"Those two possibilities?" Zhao Pengyu asked curiously.
"The first possibility is that the gatekeepers of the underworld do not have the power to kill us in one go. They can only kill us slowly one by one." I raised a finger and said.
"Then what about the second?" Zhao Pengyu asked again.
"As for the second kind, it's better not to say anything." I shook my head suddenly, and then said with a serious expression.
Seeing me like this, Zhao Pengyu was also asking himself for boredom and stopped asking.
At this moment, Mo Qingyu said, "Zhang Fan, what is the second possibility you just mentioned?"
I turned my head, only to find that she was looking at me brightly. I smirked and said, "Actually, I haven't thought about it yet."
"Oh." Mo Qingyu nodded, then looked at me and said, "Zhang Fan, I'm really curious, the whole class is so chaotic now, why are you so calm?"
"Do I have it? Maybe it's just because I've experienced a lot." I scratched my head embarrassedly, and then said.
"The next mission is about to start, what do you think the next mission will be?" Mo Qingyu looked at me and said.
"Who knows." I shook my head with a calm expression on my face.
Soon, it was time for school, because I was a day student. So I chose to go home. Wait until I get home. My father is not at home, so I can only cook by myself. While I was cooking, I set my eyes on the picture frame in the distance.
In front of me is a family portrait, the family of three is in the frame, and the strange thing is that in the frame, only two people have faces, and the woman in the middle has a blank face. And this is the picture of my mother.
After I was five years old, my mother died, and after that, all her pictures disappeared. The only one left, the face has also been blurred. But as my father said, my mother was very beautiful when she was young.
After the meal was ready, I enjoyed the meal. While looking at the phone. This has become a habit I have developed.
At this moment, I saw the underworld gatekeeper, who was in the group, quietly hiding. When my eyes looked at its avatar, it suddenly felt strange. When I zoomed in on its avatar, I was stunned.
The head of the underworld gatekeeper turned out to be a group photo of our class. This photo contains all the students. But I don't remember at all that we ever took such a picture.
With doubts, I continued to look at its information. Just next, I didn't see any valuable clues.
Another morning, when I came to the class, the class was already full of people. Everyone was anxiously looking at their phones. At this time, everyone understood that the gatekeeper of the underworld was about to appear.
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