Qingye Supernatural Office

"We need to contact the person Qian Lan hired. He should know something." Chen Xiaoqiu said.

"He wants to know that it will be like this?" Guo Yujie was very suspicious.

"He didn't know that a group of brats came to kill him." The thin man replied.

"Did Qin Weiwei's temperament change because of this incident?" The fat man raised a possibility.

The thin man made a sudden realization expression.

Guo Yujie followed suit.

I held my phone and didn't move.

I'm still thinking about that.

Whose ghost did I run into?

I couldn't get an answer to this question.

I continued to dream that night, and the scene in the dream was still unfamiliar, with a book of homework and two tender hands in my vision.

I have graduated for many years, and I can't judge the age of this girl just from the math homework she is writing.The pen she is holding is a mechanical pencil, the one with no pattern and solid color, and it has an eraser.This kind of pen has been used for decades, and I can't judge the approximate age from this pen.

Fortunately, the girl finished the last question and closed the homework book, allowing me to see her school, class and name on the book.

Bu Xiaodan, Class Three (4) of Yucai Middle School.

I will write down the name.

Bu Xiaodan put the homework book into the schoolbag beside him, and took out another homework book from it.

The schoolbag was placed on the ground, leaning against the side of the desk.When Bu Xiaodan was doing his homework, he bent over and leaned over, with his ponytail brushing the back of his neck.

I felt a chill on the back of my neck and my heart beat faster.I quickly recognized that this feeling was not my own, but Bu Xiaodan's.

Bu Xiaodan's heart beat like a runaway wild horse or a car out of control, but she didn't feel it.

My own feelings are shock and anger.

Chang Ying and Yang Yang are dead, and now, another young girl is about to die at the hands of that evil spirit!

Besides these three girls, how many other people were killed by her?

I even began to suspect that what happened at Qin Weiwei's school was really because of Qian Lan's family's ghost?Qin Weiwei is also a third year student!Is this evil spirit specially attacking girls in the third year of high school? !

Suddenly I noticed something else in my field of vision.It was also placed on the edge of the desk and thrown on the ground. It was also a bag, but it was not a school bag, but a drawstring backpack with the name of the school printed on it: Dream Ballet School.

I froze.

Ballet?

Bu Xiaodan straightened up, and put the newly taken homework and textbooks in front of him.

My vision had to follow suit.

There is a small alarm clock on the desk, the size of a palm, round, and a cartoon princess is printed on the clock face, but the coloring is terrible. The original white princess now looks like Latin American.The alarm clock reflected a dark shadow.

After Bu Xiaodan copied a line of text, he noticed the strange shadow on the alarm clock.At this point, her heartbeat was four times faster than the ticking of the second hand.I could feel the tremor in her chest.

Bu Xiaodan stared at the alarm clock for a while, then turned his head in doubt.

The evil spirit stood behind her, some distance away from her, staring at her.

Bu Xiaodan's heart stopped suddenly and he fell off the chair.

There was a bang, like a starting gun.

The evil spirits start to act at this time.

Her neck was broken and her head was thrown back.She staggered forward, dropping arms and guts along the way.When she was in front of Bu Xiaodan, her knee was broken, her body fell to her knees, her head was thrown back, and her bloody face was facing the collapsed Bu Xiaodan.

Bu Xiaodan was screaming in fear, but her heart couldn't even beat.

The evil ghost's hand stroked Bu Xiaodan's cheek, as if examining something.The result was not to her satisfaction.She withdrew her hand and stood up. The wound on her neck had healed, her knees were connected, the leaking internal organs gradually disappeared, and the wound healed slowly. The broken arm seemed to be invisible, but now it reappeared.

Bu Xiaodan looked at all this in horror. Seeing that the evil spirit didn't look at her again, he turned and left. Every step he took, his body became weaker.

At the moment when it was about to disappear, the evil ghost suddenly trembled and let out an unwilling roar: "Come back... come back!"

As if crushed by a meat grinder, her figure turned into a meat paste with a "poof", and was crushed into powder by an invisible force, completely dissipating in the air.

I broke out in a cold sweat.

I'm actually used to the tragic death of the ghost and the strange heartbeat of the deceased, but the last scene of this dream made me shudder.

What is it that can easily wipe out that evil spirit?

Is it a Taoist expert?Or some other vicious monster?

At that moment, I felt threatened.It's not that I haven't encountered threats in my dreams, it's not that I haven't seen the death of living people and the disappearance of ghosts, but I have never seen anyone who is so overbearing, who dies so simply, without any room for resistance.

A flash of light came to my mind, and I didn't care that it was still early, so I called Gu Mo.

Gu Mo was woken up by me, and listened to me rambling about the dream.

At the end, I asked: "Does Ye Qing's fists have such an effect?" I vaguely remember that the ghosts Ye Qing killed would also turn into powder.

"No." Gu Mo made the first voice after I called, very straightforward.

I was stunned, "No?"

"No." Gu Mo affirmed, "Ye Zi killed the ghost, and it was immediately scattered. There was no blood or flesh, such an exaggerated special effect. I said, did you make up such a cool special effect yourself? "

"Of course not." I darkened my face, "What am I supposed to do with that?"

As soon as Gu Mo said it, I completely remembered it.I saw Ye Qing beating a ghost to death in a dream, that's when I dreamed of Gu Mo.That scene was indeed not bloody, the female ghost was just beaten into powder and disappeared.

"Oh, then just pretend I didn't say anything." Gu Mo hung up the phone directly.

I had no choice but to change clothes, wash and have breakfast. When I arrived at the office, I faced my real good partner and said that the experience of the dream last night was much better than that of Gu Mo's terrible audience.

"Bu Xiaodan from Yucai Middle School? A dream ballet school?" Chen Xiaoqiu paid attention to the clues.

The thin man and Guo Yujie discussed the peculiar way of death of the female ghost.

"So, that female ghost is dead?" Fatty asked, "Brother Qi, what kind of ghost did you encounter?"

I still haven't got an answer to this question.

"Maybe he died not long ago, so Brother Qi can still dream about it." The thin man said.

"Probably not. I saw that alarm clock. It's a very old style, and there are crude cartoon characters printed on it." I shook my head in denial.

"Is there no such alarm clock now?" The thin man wondered.

None of us know this.

When the thin man asked, I was not sure.Anyway, I haven't seen this kind of alarm clock for many years, but who knows if there are still small workshops producing it?

Chen Xiaoqiu contacted Chen Yihan.If Chen Yihan checked the time of Bu Xiaodan's death, everything would be clear.

It was when Chen Xiaoqiu returned to the office before get off work that he got the answer from Chen Yihan.

"Bu Xiaodan from Yucai Middle School died in 1999, on the same day as Yang Yang and Chang Ying, and at the same time." Chen Xiaoqiu said, "The exact time was not recorded at the time."

"This..." I became more and more confused.

"Besides, the dream come true ballet school." Chen Xiaoqiu continued, "On that day in 1999, all twelve students in an advanced class died. Yang Yang, Chang Ying, and Bu Xiaodan were all students in this class."