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The last Buddha statue must not fall into the hands of Lu Xing again. I called Secretary Zhang late at night and asked him to notify Huang Boyuan urgently.

At first, Secretary Zhang was hesitant when he received a call from me, a wanted criminal. Later, I told Huang Xue that Huang Xue's life might be in danger, and he agreed to tell me.

After hanging up the phone, I went directly to Xinhu High School. As for the matter of Jingying Sanatorium, I could only do my best and obey fate.

By the time I arrived at Xinhu High School, it was already three o'clock in the morning. The road conditions were too bad and it was raining heavily, so I didn't dare to drive too fast.

"Get out of the car!" The million-dollar Lamborghini was casually thrown on the side of the road. I put on a raincoat and held down Jiang Chen, who was limping, and walked towards Xinhu High School.

This is a large wasteland, dark, cold, washed by heavy rain, and turned into a quagmire.

If you don't pay attention when you step out with one foot, half of your leg may get stuck in. Mud and water will pour in, and it will be very laborious to pull it out.

Because Jiang Chen's leg was injured, I didn't walk fast. I was anxious, but there was no better way.

The police car following me stopped on the road, and its bright lights illuminated my figure through the rain, leaving me with nowhere to escape in the wilderness.

"It came so fast." I looked back, and I happened to be looking at Chen Jianguo. I grinned through the rain. Xinhu High School is not a century new garden. There is no electricity, no light, no vitality here. It is a natural evil place. hole.

In a place like this, the effect of the fate ghost can be magnified a hundred times. If he really presses me, I don't mind killing him to stop the killing.

"Captain, do you want to chase?" Several squad captains came to Chen Jianguo, waiting for orders.

Chen Jianguo's reaction left several people confused: "Just go in and don't lose the first team and the second team. The remaining people will pull up the net to surround them, and try not to get close to the center of the wasteland."

The police car moved to implement Chen Jianguo's plan. He dispersed his troops as if he was deliberately trying to let me go.

"Repent? The probability is not high. He probably knew what happened in Xinhu High School, and he took this step because he was afraid that the whole army would be annihilated." I gave the police officers who followed me a cold look, and did not take action against them, step by step. Enter the central area of ​​the wasteland.

This place has indeed been abandoned for too long. In five years, people in Jiangcheng have forgotten Xinhu High School.

When he saw the dilapidated and gloomy buildings in front of him, Jiang Chen rubbed his eyes. He couldn't believe that there was such a large abandoned building in the depths of the wilderness: "Ghost building?"

"It used to be a school, but now it's a paradise for lonely people." I was about to climb over the guardrail when I lowered my head and saw the warning sign in the mud: "Why will it always be buried in the ground?"

After hanging it up again, I threw Jiang Chen over the fence, and then climbed in after me.

Heavy rain reduced visibility and made escape more difficult, but it also had a bright side. For example, wet shoes will leave the perpetrator's footprints on clean ground.

From the gate of Xinhu High School to the official entrance to the campus, there is a three-meter-long porch built in the middle with a dome on it, so the ground is not completely wet by the heavy rain.

"Three different pairs of footprints?"

I checked patiently, and from the direction of the toe, the size and shape of the shoe prints, I could see that a total of three people entered during the time I left.

Two were wearing straw sandals and one was wearing ordinary sneakers.

The three people's steps were very light, and the mud marks were not deep. They should be Lianjiazi.

"Three people?" There were only two of them, Lu Xing and Zhu Ren, so where did the third person come from?

"Go in!" I escorted Jiang Chen, whose calf was swollen, into the campus, recalling Yuan Chen's imaginary nightmare in my mind.

"Dreams are reappearances of memories. Buddha statues do not appear out of thin air. Yuan Chen Shensha should have seen them in real life." In the nightmare, his class teacher and principal maintained a dirty relationship. Yuan Chen Shensha may have peeked at this scene. Yes, it was even possible that his class teacher deliberately performed in front of him to torture his immature mind at the time.

Precisely because of the deep memory, the dream was restored exactly and so real.

Entering the experimental building, searching layer by layer, the nightmare and reality slowly coincided. When I kicked open the door of the teaching and research room on the fourth floor, the scene in the dream became reality.

They are exactly the same, the desks, the podium, and the chair that the principal was tied to in the dream are also in their original places.

"How long has it been since anyone came here?" There was a musty smell in the house, and a thick layer of dust accumulated.

I walked straight into the house and there was a map taped to the wall near the desk.

After tearing off the yellowing tape, there was a ten centimeter shallow pit hidden behind the map, in which stood a double-faced Buddha statue.

"Intact! Now I finally took the initiative!" I reached out and groped on the Buddha statue. I did this disrespectful move without any psychological pressure at this time. My fingers slid over the Buddha's head, and when they landed on the chest of the double-faced Buddha, there was a faint feeling. I feel like I've touched something.

I bent my fingertips and dug hard, and I dug out a blood-red crystal at the heart of the statue.

It's like a Buddhist relic, but I've never heard of a relic that glows with blood.

"Buddhism's eight consciousnesses, is this the mind consciousness?" I don't know if it's my misunderstanding. After digging out the mind consciousness, the Buddha statue seemed to have lost a bit of charm and became ordinary.

"The mind is still there, the Buddha statue has not been touched, and there are no signs of anyone entering the room in advance. So what happened to the three pairs of shoe prints I saw before?"

"Besides Lu Xing, who else braved the heavy rain to enter Xinhu High School late at night?"

There was a scream downstairs, coming from the armed police who were following me. They were not attacked, but the shaking ghost was startled.

"In a place with dead people, so many living people have come in. I'm afraid Xinhu High School will become even more lively after tonight."

After getting the consciousness, I took the initiative. Now what I need to think about is whether to stay here and wait for Lu Xing to find him, or to ambush in a more favorable place.

After taking a look at the sneaky armed police around the corner, I decisively gave up my plan to ambush. With these "policemen" who were less successful than others, I would definitely be discovered.

"The experimental building is not safe. Leave here first." Whether it was the second live broadcast or the encounter in a nightmare, this building left a deep impression on me. I have experienced too many supernatural horror events here. .

Walking out of the laboratory building, I started thinking about another question in my mind: "The three pairs of shoe prints represent three different people. When I went to the Anxin Hotel, the mother-in-law and mother-in-law were pointing in the opposite direction. Luxing and Earthen Ren We should work separately. If one of the three pairs of shoe prints was left by them, then why didn't they take away the consciousness of the Two-Faced Buddha immediately? What did they encounter in Xinhu High School?"

After five years of waiting, what else could be more important than the plan for the Double-Faced Buddha?

My eyes slowly lit up: "They must have encountered an emergency, and it's on this campus!"

I looked around, but before I noticed anything, Bai Qi suddenly called me twice, and then started running in the rain.

"Where are you going?"

Following Bai Qi, Jiang Chen and I crossed Xinhu High School and came to the burning trench at the back of the school.

The dilapidated bungalow remained as it was. The heavy rain washed away the Yuan Chen soul charm on the window frame, and the entire building looked dilapidated.

As soon as Bai Qi got close to the building, he behaved very abnormally. He wanted to go in, but he didn't dare to get too close, so he just circled around the door of the bungalow.

"What's in the house? Yuan Chen has died in his dream. There should be only charred corpses left in the house." I was a little confused. I had never been so uneasy when facing the wolves when the fog closed the mountains. He held a gun and used Jiang Chen as a shield.

"You go in first!"

He was reluctant to open the way in front of him. After entering the door, Jiang Chen glanced at the back room. Just one glance and he stopped as if he was petrified. Even if I put the muzzle of the gun to my head, I would not dare to take another step forward.

I followed his gaze and saw that the door to the back room was unlocked and the door frame was covered with dense talisman paper. It had not changed much when I first entered.

But when I looked deep into the back room, my hands began to shake unconsciously.

Those students who were once cursed by Yuan Chen, hanged themselves, jumped off buildings, and died in all sorts of strange ways, all stood up at this moment.

I have gone into that room, and I took out Yuan Chen's body from them. I can confirm that they died once five years ago.

"Resurrection? Or..."

Downcast faces and incomplete corpses all stood expressionlessly in the dark room, with their hands clasped in front of their chests, as if waiting for something.