sprite house

Ruan Yuan was taken aback, and when he turned around, he saw the chunky middle-aged teacher he met in the toilet in the morning stretching his hand towards him.

"Mr. Ruan met again." He seemed to be very hot, his forehead was covered with sweat, and the bean-sized sweat beads wet his face, and his whole face looked greasy. "I am the Chinese teacher in Class [-]. My name is Ye Quan."

Ruan Yuan bit the bullet and stretched out his hand to shake him. His palm was immediately covered with damp sweat, and the polite words got stuck in his stomach, leaving only a simple sentence, "Hello, Teacher Ye."

Ye Quan nodded, his neck was soaked with sweat, and soon his collar was also stained with sweat. He asked with a nonchalant smile, "Mr. Ruan, do you really want to take over as the head teacher of Class Six?"

Ruan Yuan sighed when he thought of the decision he had made just now, but he didn't want to complain to this unfamiliar colleague, so he just said, "It's just a substitute for the head teacher, and it's good to exercise."

Ye's whole body exuded a faint smell of rancid buckets, which made Ruan Yuan goosebumps all over his body, and he wished he could rush to the toilet to wash his nose immediately.

At this time, the conference room was empty of people. Seeing that the lights and the air conditioner were not turned off, he tried to stay away from the other party by taking advantage of the stall where the air conditioner was turned off.

It's a pity that Ye Quanhun doesn't know that he smells like a stinky fart that has just been trampled to death, and he clings to him, refusing to take a step away, "I advise you not to take over the head teacher of the third class?"

The cool wind blew all over his face, and the smell seemed to dissipate a little. He was reluctant to part with the short-lived fresh air, so he stopped under the air conditioner and asked, "Why, this class of students is very naughty?"

"That's not true, the students are all the same!" Teacher Ye looked around and whispered like a thief, "It's just that the sixth class is very evil, the first three class teachers have accidents, and you are the fourth. Everyone has said that there is something wrong with this class, and no one is willing to take over this class teacher, so the elders have to give you a new teacher who doesn’t understand anything.”

Lin Su was the only one with problems in Class Six. In front of Ye Quan, Ruan Yuan pretended to be disapproving, "It's just a coincidence."

Teacher Ye suppressed his voice and said, "One accidentally fell down the stairs because of a mistake, and the second fell down the stairs because of a coincidence. What about the third one?"

Thinking of Li Xinran's words in the morning, Ruan Yuan wondered, "The third one didn't come here for a while, did something happen?"

"Dead," Ye Quan stared straight at Ruan Yuan with dull eyes, but Ruan Yuan always felt that he was coveting a big piece of fat, his mouth opened and closed like a dead fish struggling in the sun, "he He hanged himself in the school toilet at the end of last semester, and his body has not been found yet."

Ruan Yuan felt uncomfortable when he looked at him, and he didn't even think about what he said.Busily turned off the air conditioner, then walked quickly to turn off the lights, and had to follow his words, "Why is this still happening?"

"That's why this class is evil." Teacher Lin behaves like a ghost, no matter where Ruan Yuan goes, he clings to him, and as soon as he reaches out, he wants to pat him on the shoulder, "You'd better push it away with the elders. In this matter, I also want to see Teacher Ruan, you are honest, don't be so stupid as to make people coax your life."

"Thank you for reminding me," Ruan Yuanruo avoided his hand nonchalantly, and turned off the lights until there was only one at the door. He stood under the light and turned his head to look, "Miss Ye, why don't you go back?"

"I can..." Ye Quan hid in the gloom, suddenly there was a muffled rattling sound, and his voice suddenly became as mechanical and indifferent as an electronic newspaper, "Where to go back?"

Just as Ruan Yuan felt something was wrong, he watched his head bend sideways like a broken end.The skin and flesh on the neck was stretched all of a sudden, bursting into a circle of black and purple. Ye Quan's face was staring at him from an angle. A pair of eyeballs were stuck on the edge of the eye sockets and were about to protrude. He said quietly, " Where can I go back like this?"

There was a buzzing noise in his ear, Ruan Yuan's mind went blank, and he was about to run wildly, but when he reached the door with his front foot, a door was slapped on him, and before he could stretch out his hand to push it, the door had already slammed Close it tightly.

The remaining lamp above the head went dark with a few hissing noises, and the rotten smell in the darkness swarmed into his nose, Ruan Yuan didn't dare to move.

When he felt that he had been standing for almost a century, the light turned on tremblingly again, and there was a mirror with the sink on his side, which was the toilet he had been to during the day.

squeak-

The door of the compartment at the end was shaking, and Ruan Yuan looked at it, and he saw a long hemp rope coiled and rustled from the water pipes at the top, and tied a knot at the end.

"You're right, what's the point of my life." The middle-aged man's crying voice was suppressed in his throat, stuffy like a hoarding cloud, and he said to himself, "Students hate me, colleagues ignore me, and even me My family members are tired of me, what do you think I am alive?"

The toilet seat made a strange noise that was hard to bear, the yellow python-like hemp rope was gradually tightened, and even the water pipe at the top was rattling non-stop, and half of Ye Quan's head slowly lifted from the top of the compartment door. Stretched out and stretched in towards the rope loop.

He slammed forward, and there was a toothache creaking sound from the water pipe. His feet kicked off the toilet seat, and he was suspended in the air in an instant, hanging in the solitary rope loop.He seemed to want to close his eyes, but the moment he closed them, he regretted it again.

His two hands desperately scratched the tight hemp rope around his throat, and his feet kicked desperately and kept hitting the door panel of the compartment.What he got in return was the accelerated loss of life, his strength was getting weaker and weaker, his face was bruised and purple, his eyes were bloodshot from being strangled, and finally his struggling shaking slowed down, and his breathing gradually stopped.

Ruan Yuan didn't expect that he could witness the scene of suicide even in a meeting.Fortunately, the experience of the haunted house taught him to be calm. He held his breath and retreated to the door, grabbing the doorknob and desperately trying to unscrew it, but at this moment, Ye Quan, who was hanged, suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"But even so," his violent eyes clearly stared at Ruan Yuan over the door, but his voice seemed to come from behind, he paused every word, struggling to squeeze out his desire for life, "... Even so, I don't want to die at all!"

For a moment, Ruan Yuan seemed to be enveloped by the rotten breath, and the coldness almost covered his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, forcing him to cover his mouth and nose and close his eyes tightly.

But in an instant, all the rotten smell disappeared, and there was only a faint fragrance left, which slowly soothed his fear.

It was his brother's newly bought laundry detergent. The smell stuck to his clothes, and evaporated by the sun into a clear white magnolia fragrance. You can only smell it faintly if you stick it very close, but the smell is inexplicable. Peace of mind.

"A Yuan," the deep voice called out his sanity against his ear, "It's all right."

Ruan Yuan opened his eyes, and now he was back in the conference room. The scene of the toilet just now was just an illusion created for him by the evil spirit.

Ye Quan was still standing there, he was still in the same miserable state, but his face was already dull, like a paper puppet.Chang An appeared next to him.

Seeing Chang Anzai for the first time, Ruan Yuan had a real sense of escape from a tiger's mouth, "Brother!" He breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to move closer to the other party, but Chang Anzai just glanced at him expressionlessly.

Ruan Yuan was stared at by him. He obviously did nothing wrong, but he just wanted to find a place under the table to be a quiet quail.

Chang Anzai was much taller than Ye Quan, and the palm of his raised arm easily covered his celestial spirit cover. At this moment, Ye Quan's originally dull eyes suddenly revealed the kind of fear that only the living have.

He opened his mouth wide, and a hoarse and mocking sound came out of his throat, as if countless innocent souls were screaming through his mouth, "I don't want to die... I really don't want to die!"

Ruan Yuan was flustered by that voice, but Chang Anzai, who was closer, turned a deaf ear.Ye Quan's head seemed to have turned into soft plasticine under his palm, and when he grabbed it with his five fingers together, his whole head was like a hydrogen balloon that had been crushed, exploding thick black mist with a bang.

The black mist seemed to be afraid of Chang Anzai. As soon as it touched the air, it fled wildly towards the surroundings. However, before they could escape, they all gathered into a huge rolling ball and rushed towards Chang Anzai in the next second.

"Brother!" Ruan Yuan was taken aback, and said that his brother was about to suffer, he rushed forward and almost blocked him, but Chang An grabbed his waist and forced him to move sideways, the rolling ball gathered in black mist When I got close to Chang An, it seemed to be swallowed, from big to small, and melted away in the blink of an eye.

Ruan Yuan inexplicably thought of the haunted house being swallowed. He looked at Chang Anzai and said cautiously, "Brother, did you eat something bad again?"

Chang An glanced at him, reached out and turned off the last light, "You should go home."