I heard that you are the illegitimate son of Hades?

Sun Siming is the math class representative of Class [-] and the only boy with long hair in the whole school.A week ago, I suddenly fainted in the dormitory. The doctor said it was a myocardial infarction. In addition, in the middle of the night, it took a lot of time to send to the hospital. I missed the best time for emergency treatment, and I was out of breath before entering the emergency room.

"Then tell me, if it's really Sun Siming, shouldn't he go to class three? Why are you squatting in our classroom? Could it be..." Li Nan said in a low voice: "Could it be that he died unexpectedly and the murderer was in our class?"

"I'm not sure about this. It's said that he died of myocardial infarction. Also, didn't Li Dongxu ask me to go to his office in the last self-study class. I saw him standing next to Lao Li at the door of the office. When he came, he left. I asked Lao Li, and Lao Li looked confused."

"Go?" Li Nan pondered carefully. "Shouldn't it be floating? In novels, people use floating after death. Are you sure you read it correctly?"

"I didn't notice." Jiang Han squatted on the table, "He stinks all over his body, just like the smell of your meat being rotten. Now thinking about it, I feel a little nauseous. Because of this, I didn't Watch if he walks or floats."

"Hey, there is a very serious problem." Li Nan imitated him, lying on the table and looking at him: "Why can only you see it?"

"Didn't you see that too?"

"I don't count, I saw it in your eyes. If he is really Sun Siming, then don't you have the 'yin and yang eyes' in the novel? It's too awesome." She stretched out her hand and patted him on the shoulder . "So when did you first realize that you could see things that others couldn't?"

Well, he had seen some small things before, but they were all little ones who claimed to be tree spirits, grass spirits, etc., which was nothing unusual.

It was also the first time he saw such a scene.

"I can't remember clearly, I have a headache, I'm sleeping, call me after class." He put his arms on the table, fell asleep with his face facing the table and his back facing the light tube.

"Hey, don't sleep, what if that thing launches an attack?"

Jiang Han gave her a blank look, this girl has watched too many horror movies, right?He continued to lie on his stomach. "If you really want to attack, how long can you look at him through my eyes?"

He didn't know what to do either.

But as long as it doesn't hurt anyone, Jiang Han doesn't care where he likes to squat.

I was terrified by him at the first glance, but after watching for a long time, I am not afraid anymore.

After spending the last class in a daze, he finally waited until the bell rang for the end of get out of class. He hurriedly packed his schoolbag and glanced at the blackboard, but it was gone.

Where did it go?Go to shift three?

He was carrying his schoolbag on one shoulder, so let's hurry back to the dormitory.

I was so unlucky today that I bumped into such a monster.Is it okay to produce and sell your own blood?

After leaving the teaching building, the sky was still gloomy, and the dark clouds gathered together in large numbers, as if they were about to be suppressed.

Looking at the weather like this, I feel a little bit depressed in my heart.

However, the wind has stopped for a while, and the leaves are all over the place, withered and broken, not like fresh leaves that have just been blown by the wind.

Tomorrow is Saturday, so you can get a good night's sleep, and stay up late tonight to score points, and bring along Wang Yifan and Yan Shuo by the way.

I don't know whether the two of them will live on campus or go home this weekend. It's okay to live on campus, and they sit on Yan Shuo's bed and play games together.The mattress that Yan Shuo's mother gave him was new, extra soft and comfortable to lie on.

If both of them go home, they can only connect to the microphone.The Wi-Fi in the dormitory building is so f*ckingly blocked by people, I'd better get a data card later, because a good gaming experience is very important for a player.

The boys' dormitory building is on the right side of the playground, and pines and cypresses are planted on both sides, which are evergreen all the year round.

He dragged himself into the building, the corridor is too dark today.He stepped hard on the stairs, but the voice control light didn't turn on.

That thing broke again?

He shrugged and went upstairs in the dark.

The windows in the corridor of the dormitory were wide open, and the wind blew in the corridor.

Jiang Han's dormitory is on the third floor. He went up the steps. The lights in the corridor were on and off, flickering, and the faint light made it unclear what it looked like.The entire corridor seemed extremely dilapidated, the floor was covered with dust and glass shards, the iron door of the dormitory was riddled with holes, and the wind blew up from the stairs, passing by him, blowing dust all over the floor.

Am I going wrong?This is the third floor.

One, two, three, four, the fourth on the right from the stairs is his dormitory.

He walked over on foot, and the glass cracks at the door of the dormitory spread from the middle to the surroundings. There was a deep crack on the iron door, and a black unknown liquid was flowing down the crack.

He reached out to twist the doorknob, and after a "bang-dang--", he held his hand and broke it from the root.

From the broken part of the handle, a red liquid slowly overflowed, dark red in color, very thick, and smelly.

The liquid drips and falls to the ground to dry quickly.

The keyhole began to twist. It was originally a lock for a key, but now it seemed to be a pocket, and a handless arm protruded from it.

Jiang Han looked down at the thing in his hand, where was the doorknob, it was clearly a human hand with slender fingers and blood dripping from the end, staining Jiang Han's hand and school uniform red.

"what--!"

He hurriedly dropped that hand, looking left and right to find the exit.

He saw the stairs when he came up, and desperately wanted to rush over, but at this moment, as if in a dream, his feet grew on the floor, roots stretched out, and pierced into the wall.

He couldn't move, his limbs began to elongate and become soft, expanding to the surroundings like each consciously, continuously growing branches, and gradually spreading to the entire third floor.

He couldn't speak, his body seemed to be pulled alive, and he was sweating profusely from the pain.

He could only grit his teeth, he didn't know which weird space he was in.

The surroundings were suddenly dark, and he could only hear the wind wrapping his body, moving forward in the darkness with his limbs.

"A kid again?"

A word suddenly came to his ear, he couldn't see who was speaking, but the voice had a reassuring feeling, and there was a slight smile in the question.

who is it?

He twisted his body desperately, but couldn't say a word.

who?Please, help me!

Please, take me away.

Get me out of this strange place quickly.

The voice in his heart was a little hoarse, with a crying voice, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, he wanted to call for help from that voice.

But despite all the thoughts in his heart, he couldn't speak, his tongue must be dead in his mouth, and his throat was full of mucus.

"it is good!"

The voice answered him in the dark.

He...he heard?

Immediately, Jiang Han heard the sound of someone walking, as well as the blade coming out of his body, dragging on the floor and making a final sound of "呵——".

The man raised the long knife in his hand and slashed at the darkness. For a moment, like a leak, countless black shadows fled from there, each looking for the exit.

Jiang Han suddenly fell down, hitting his head on the floor with a crisp sound.

The darkness slipped away and the light returned.

He supported the wall and slowly climbed up, the corridor looked like usual again, there were no iron gates riddled with holes, no dust all over the floor, and no broken hands.

He seemed to have had a very real dream, what happened in the dream, it was still the same when he woke up.

"Are you okay?"

He raised his head, and there was a boy in red and black who looked like a school uniform standing in front of him, holding a red knife in his right hand, like the light of blood, it looked very frightening.

"You... who are you? What happened just now?" He leaned his back against the wall, breathing heavily.

"I don't have a human identity, but you can see me?"

The boy waved his hand, and the knife in his hand disappeared into the air.He walked towards Jiang Han, pretending to be thinking, holding his chin with his hand.

His face was close to Jiang Han, and Jiang Han instinctively turned his head away, refusing to meet his gaze.

"Ah, I see." The boy stepped aside and looked at him carefully. "Spiritual body. It's been hundreds of years, and this is the first time I've seen it."

"You...what are you talking about?"

"Oh, it's okay, just now, it's just a little ghost who ran out and set up a ecstasy formation." He glanced at the corner of the stairs.

"I'll count to three, if I don't come out again..." He raised the corners of his lips: "Mingyuan Pavilion is doing business..."

Before the boy could finish his sentence, the little ghost hiding in the corner heard the words "Mingyuan Pavilion", hurriedly crawled out, knelt down and kowtowed in front of the boy.

"The little one doesn't know that the big one is from the Mingyuan Pavilion, and the little one almost made a big mistake. I beg the adults to read that the young one is the first offender, so let the young one go." It kowtowed and licked its head, bleeding, and the blood stuck to the floor superior.

The boy squinted at it. "Tell me, what's your name, how long has it been since you escaped from the ghost gate?"

"Back to the adults, the younger one is called Sun...Sun Siming, the little ghost of Zhou Cheng, who has been wandering around the world so far, and has never been to the underworld, so it can't be said...it can't be said to have escaped."

The boy snapped his fingers, and a book with a blue cover about one foot thick appeared out of thin air.

The book opened automatically and turned a few pages.

"It is recorded in the book of life and death that at midnight on July 510th in the year [-] of the lunar calendar, the gate of hell opened and a hungry ghost escaped. Uncle Shang calculated that it was probably in this city, have you seen it?"

The little ghost lying on the ground shook his head again and again: "I haven't... I haven't seen it before."

"Okay." The boy waved his hand, and the book of life and death disappeared. "Do you have any unfulfilled wish to stay in the world?"

After a moment of silence, the kid said slowly and tremblingly.

"The little one has been out of body for more than a week, and I want to... want to find my... corpse... corpse."

"A corpse, what are you looking for?"

"The grown-ups don't know, but the little one... the little one died of murder. I want to find the body...go...to find out the real culprit."

The teenager laughed.

"That...that monster in the office and classroom today...was...also you?" Jiang Han asked him.

"It's the little one. The little one doesn't know that the grown-up, as an ordinary person, can still see the little one. The little one thinks... thinks that the grown-up... is here to hunt down the little one. The little one just... just unintentionally offended the grown-up. Please forgive me, my lord." .” He kowtowed to Jiang Han.

"Are you really Sun Siming?" Jiang Han tilted his head to look at him.

"It's true." He stopped kowtowing.

Jiang Han suddenly remembered the scene where he drank his own blood in the classroom, "Didn't you die of myocardial infarction? The doctor issued a death certificate, how could it be murder?"

"The grown-ups don't know. Why did the little one have a sudden myocardial infarction? The little one is usually in good health and very strong. He will never die of a sudden myocardial infarction." He raised his head, the flesh still fell on his chin, but his eyes returned. In the eye sockets, it is not as penetrating as before.

"Then I'll help you with this, find the corpse and reincarnate early." The boy glanced at Jiang Han and said to the brat.

"No, no, no, the younger ones can be found by themselves." He waved his hands and head, wanting to quickly refuse.

Suddenly, the young man's knife appeared on the kid's shoulder, with the sharp blade pointed at his neck. "Let me help you, I'll help you find it quickly."

Jiang Han looked at the boy with a smile on his face, but couldn't help but feel a chill down his back.