My old gong is a ghost?

They finally finished burning the paper and joss sticks, and they bowed again and again before retreating in fear.

They were afraid that they would not be able to get out of the stairwell after burning the paper.

Fortunately, they walked out smoothly, and the night breeze outside finally dispelled some fear.

"Ah! I finally got rid of it!" Wumabo seemed to be a man again: "I will never engage in such things again."

Colin: "If you do these things again, don't blame us for kicking you out of the dormitory together."

Wen Dong: "It's good that the matter is resolved."

Tong Xiaosong also heaved a sigh of relief, it wasn't because of the copper basin, it wasn't that he harmed everyone, fortunately, he would not lose such a good roommate.

Wumabo sniffed, and suddenly said: "This smell, Tong Xiaosong, I suddenly discovered that you smell a bit like this burning paper."

Tong Xiaosong was taken aback, and looked at Wumabo in surprise.

Ke Lin said helplessly: "Now the four of us don't smell like burning paper. After we go back, take a good bath to get rid of the mold."

Wu Mabo: "No, I mean Tong Xiaosong usually..."

Wen Dong: "Okay, don't talk about it, it's all over, from now on, don't mention it to anyone."

Wumabo: "Okay..."

Tong Xiaosong lowered his head, raised his arm and sniffed, it was indeed a familiar smell.

It tastes very similar to the person who violated him during the four-corner game, as well as the ghost, and the copper basin...

So the person who assaulted him that night was really Gu Xuan?

Because the night Gu Xuan asked him to steal the copper basin, he seemed to have this faint smell on his body, because it was too weak, a bit like the aroma of agarwood.

It's just that when Gu Xuan looked for him the next day, his body smelled of strong perfume.

Is it because of the copper basin?

This smell is brought by the copper basin. Will people or things related to the copper basin be infected with this smell?

Wen Dong saw that Tong Xiaosong was concerned, and comforted him: "Everyone has a little smell, so don't make a big fuss."

Tong Xiaosong responded lightly.

Everyone talked and laughed and went back to the dormitory. After washing together, they lay down and went to sleep together.

Fortunately, this night, there was no abnormality.

***

the next day.

When eating in the cafeteria at noon, everyone rejoiced that they had narrowly escaped death.

Tong Xiaosong put down the plate and didn't see Wumabo, so he asked curiously, "Won't Wumabo have dinner with us today?"

Ke Lin said: "He, he forgot his homework in the dormitory and went back to look for it."

Wen Dong couldn't help laughing while eating: "I suspect that his homework was burned with the paper money last night. The smoke was too heavy yesterday, and I couldn't open my eyes because of the spicy heat. That's right, it feels like homework paper."

Ke Lin laughed loudly: "Then even if he turns the dormitory upside down, he still can't find homework!"

Tong Xiaosong opened his eyes wide and then pursed his lips. He didn't think it was funny. If he lost his homework, he would be treated as if he didn't write it, and he would be scolded and punished, and he would criticize it in front of the whole class. uncomfortable thing.

Ke Lin patted Tong Xiaosong's shoulder: "Don't make such an expression. It's common for Dabo not to do his homework. He's used to it. It's just that this time he's really wronged. He's probably going to be pissed off."

***

After cutting his hair, his temperament has also changed, and Tong Xiaosong's life in the class is much easier.

It seems that not so many people bully him anymore.

Occasionally, some male students would say something weird, and when he heard it, there would always be a few students who would help him with their words.

This made Tong Xiaosong more and more relaxed, especially with such good roommates with him.

After making up lessons in the evening, Tong Xiaosong briskly walked towards the dormitory.

The dormitory where he was most repulsed and feared before has become a place he desperately wants to go back to, where there are friends who can share things with each other.

Opening the door and entering the dormitory, Tong Xiaosong smiled brightly and said, "Today I was annoyed by yin and yang, and a classmate helped me to speak up!"

The voice fell, but no one responded.

The three roommates were all in the house, either standing or sitting, with serious expressions.

The smile on Tong Xiaosong's face fell hesitantly: "What's wrong?"

The atmosphere in the room was a bit subtle. Unlike the friendly attitude in the past, the eyes of the other three roommates at this moment showed a trace of scrutiny and hostility.

What's going on here?

Tong Xiaosong's heart sank slowly, a little scared, afraid that he would lose the warmth he had just had.

Wen Dong said in a deep voice: "Tong Xiaosong, do you have anything to hide from us?"

Tong Xiaosong's face turned pale immediately, and the first thing he thought of was the copper basin.

Sure enough, Wumabo bent down and took out the copper basin from under his bed.

It fell to the ground with a bang.

Wumabo gritted his teeth and asked: "What is this! Don't tell me this is your fucking footbath! This is obviously used to burn paper for the dead!"

Mentioning this Wumabo made his hair stand on end. When he came back to look for his homework, he didn't expect to find such a thing when he didn't find out his homework.

Ke Lin frowned tightly: "What's going on, Tong Xiaosong, why did you carry this thing and put it under the bed?"

"I..." Tong Xiaosong lowered his head slowly, clenched his fists nervously, and took a step back unconsciously: "I, I..."

What is he going to say?

No matter what he said, it is a fact that this copper basin is unknown.

He concealed the existence of everyone's copper basin, and it was a fact that he lived in this dormitory.

Seeing him hesitating, Wumabo snorted coldly: "I've heard that some sorcerers are like this. They keep such things and put them under the bed to secretly harm people."

Wen Dong: "Da Bo, please don't speak so seriously, Tong Xiaosong, please explain, what's going on? You have to say, you can't just keep a lot of things in your heart, otherwise how would we know? I can't see what you're thinking."

When Tong Xiaosong got nervous, his eye circles turned red, and he whispered tremblingly, "I, I don't know..."

Wumabo has a bad temper, and he immediately interrupted with a roar when he heard the words: "You don't know!? You don't know why this thing is under your bed! Let me tell you why you usually smell like burning paper! It's the smell of this thing! I Believe you, your roommates bullied you before, is it because they bullied you that you used this kind of magic to harm them?"

How can it be!

Tong Xiaosong retorted frantically in his heart, but his mouth stumbled, and his voice was crying when he was anxious: "I, I didn't, how could I..."

"There's nothing Tong Xiaosong can't admit!" Wumabo glared, "But what I don't understand is why you brought this thing into our dormitory! Are we not friendly enough to you! Explain! Explain to me immediately !"

Tong Xiaosong trembled: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

He couldn't explain it, no matter how he explained it, the copper basin was indeed an unknown thing, even he wasn't sure whether the copper basin would attract ghosts or not.

Ke Lin and Wen Dong looked at Tong Xiaosong with complicated eyes.

Wumabo stared at Tong Xiaosong, gritted his teeth angrily, and said, "No wonder you were bullied, you deserve it!"

These words seemed to remove the last branch supporting Tong Xiaosong, he shook his body, lowered his head completely, and choked up in a low voice.

"Fuck!" Wumabo kicked the copper basin fiercely: "It's as if we bullied you! Ask yourself! Are we not good enough for you!?"

Tong Xiaosong couldn't speak, he stood where he was, as if he had returned to the time when he was isolated and bullied.

The three roommates looked at Tong Xiaosong with disappointed eyes. After a few seconds of silence, they dispersed and went to do their own things, but no one paid any attention to Tong Xiaosong.

Tong Xiaosong was like a transparent person in the house.

Wumabo picked up the copper basin, went out and threw it into the trash bin viciously, making a loud bang that could be heard on the entire floor.

Tong Xiaosong managed to stop his sobs, he took out his book, climbed into his bed as he did many times before, put down the bed curtain, and turned on the dilapidated night light.

Opening the book, he looked down at the words on the book, but tears fell silently on the book.

He opened his eyes wide, feeling sore and uncomfortable in his heart, obviously he should have gotten used to it.

After only a few good days, he can no longer adapt to this kind of life?

He should adapt, that's how he should be.

Tong Xiaosong took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Tomorrow he will go to the principal and apply to return to his original dormitory.

He is suitable for one person, and when he is with others, he will always harm others.

Just like his older sister, who was also implicated by him and could only do farm work in the fields. She was so young and beautiful, but worked so hard.