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"Sakura! Hideki!" I slapped the iron sheet on the water tank frantically: "Open the lid, open the lid quickly!"

No one responded and I went crazy with anxiety. There was no air circulation in here. After shouting a few times, I felt dizzy and out of breath.

His arms gradually became weak, and the mobile phone in his palm fell to the ground.

The jar wasn't big, but I couldn't find the exit. I fumbled inch by inch until my face turned blue and my blood vessels burst.

I had never experienced anything like this before, and it was in this sealed tank that I felt real fear.

It has nothing to do with ghosts, it's just a simple fear of death.

I was severely deprived of oxygen. I rubbed my cheeks with both hands, and my nails dug blood marks. It was so painful that I couldn't cry out. I curled up at the bottom of the tank like a living fish that had been drained of water.

"Why do you want to kill me?"

In his confusion, the voice sounded again.

I tried my best to open my eyes, and I seemed to see a boy with a bleeding little finger jumping into the water tank. He closed the lid with his own hands and slowly sank into the dark, cold water.

Loneliness and fear surrounded him. In the face of death, his body instinctively began to struggle. He even called for help, but no one responded until all his organs stopped functioning, his body lost temperature and became stiff.

"I don't want to die, but why do you want to kill me?" The stiff body that should have died floated next to me, staring at me with bulging eyes like a dead fish: "Why do you want to kill me?"

Falling into semi-consciousness, I used my last strength to push him away, but to no avail. A pair of hands with a biting coldness pinched my neck.

"Why do you want to kill me!"

"Snapped!"

My face was slapped hard, the darkness in front of me was shattered like a mirror, and a delicate little face was looking at me.

"Yingzi?" Only then did I realize that I was lying in the tin can, my body wet.

The boy I saw and the voice I heard before no longer exist. It seems to be just my hallucination.

"Are you okay?" Hideki stood above the water jug: "Fortunately, Sakurako found something wrong, otherwise you might never wake up."

I staggered up and lay down on the water filling hole to breathe in the air outside: "What I just saw seemed to be the scene when Guo Junjie died. He was shouting and struggling, saying that you killed him."

"Everyone in Xinhu High School is in danger, who will care about him? Besides, if we could have killed him in advance, maybe the tragedy would not have happened." What Xiumu said makes sense: "Guo Junjie has been watching secretly If you follow us, he will not let you conduct the investigation smoothly."

After Xiumu said this, I also understood that my current situation was very dangerous, and I could be killed by that resentful ghost at any time.

To be honest, I was really scared just now. I was tricked without knowing it. The shadow still lingers in my heart. I guess I won’t dare to enter a small and confined space alone for some time to come.

"Yingzi, please stay here with me for a while. I'm a little flustered." Regardless of whether Yingzi is a human or a ghost, at least she saved me just now. I should have more trust in her.

I found the slipped mobile phone and looked at the corner of the water jug. The tattered school uniform was still thrown in place.

"This should be Guo Junjie's relic." He picked up the school uniform and laid it flat on the tin can. There was nothing abnormal on the back, but there was a black blood stain where it was close to the chest.

"It's a little strange." The blood stains on the school uniform were soaked by the blood flowing from the wound on the deceased's chest. The strange thing is that the blood stains are evenly distributed and do not look like penetrating injuries caused by sharp objects.

I put the school uniform on my body and pressed my hand on the spot with the heaviest blood stains: "This position is the heart."

What kind of wound causes uniform bleeding and is difficult to heal?

Two words came to my mind: "Skin it off!"

Thinking of Guo Junjie's behavior of cutting off his little finger and giving it to Shen Mengting as a gift, my last trace of pity for Guo Junjie disappeared. "He is completely crazy. Although such a person still has the appearance of a human being, everything he does is like a devil and has a twisted mentality." , regardless of the consequences.”

Looking through the pockets of my school uniform, I also found a class photo. Unfortunately, it had been soaked in water for too long, and everyone on it was blurred.

"He still took the photo with him when he died. It couldn't be because he had nostalgia in his heart. It was more like a curse medium. He wanted everyone in the photo to die a good death." I put the photo in my pocket and Guo Junjie's last love letter was put together and searched everywhere, but no clues were found.

"Let's go to the burning trench. This nightmare must come to an end."

Climbing out of the water storage tank, the harvest was pretty good. All we needed to do was follow the clues to find Guo Junjie's body.

The garbage disposal area is in the deepest part of the campus. The ground is overgrown with weeds, and the further you walk, the more desolate you feel.

The cold wind blew into my clothes, and I quickened my pace when I thought that there might be a large number of corpses buried in the ground under my feet.

"arrive!"

Two bungalows are located next to the school wall, with locked doors and strange seals on the windows.

"Anchor, we can't accompany you the rest of the way. We can't enter this house." As soon as he approached the burning trench, Hideki's face became ugly, and his smooth skin showed signs of cracking uncontrollably.

"Don't worry, leave it to me." Xiumu's reaction was probably related to the seals on the windows. I took a closer look and saw that all the seals had strange runes painted on them. Because I had learned from the experience at the Anxin Hotel, I There was no recklessness in tearing it off.

"At this time, I still need to ask professionals." I asked for help in the live broadcast room, but it turned out that there were many people who were bragging and pretending, but few were reliable.

"Is Liu Banxian here? Is Liu Banxian at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain?" Only now do I think of Banxian, but unfortunately he is not online today.

"Yuanchen soul hanging talisman? Just tear it off if you tear up the talisman?" Among all the barrages, one caught my attention. The person who sent the barrage was named Daochang Wan.

The reason why I paid attention to him was not because of how reasonable what he said, but because he had a great tone, and when he opened his mouth, he sounded like an invincible person.

“Human life is at stake, what good advice do you water friends have?”

"Call the police. The sign of our live broadcast room is to call the police if you disagree with us!"

"What are you calling the police for? You listen to me, kick the door three times first, then push your butt back and use your internal strength to disperse the evil spirit. As the saying goes, kicking the widow's door at night will make you a master. I'm going to quote you from the scriptures."

"A bunch of nonsense guys, host, please listen to me, I am a professional, a third-term student of Harbin Buddhist College, proficient in Guanyin posture..."

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The barrages were flowing so fast that I stood at the door and didn't dare to act rashly, paying extra attention in case the ID of the director came.

"Yuan Chen is one of the eight-character evil spirits, also known as Da Hao, which can be said to be extremely fierce. Seeing evil evils and disasters increasing, it is especially taboo at the end of good fortune. Men are ugly, confused, loud and shameless, gluttonous and obscene; women are often seen. Disasters, mixed reputation, sexual immorality, and disobedience."

"The corpse hidden in the house was destined to be bound by Yuan Chen during life. After death, it turned into a vicious evil spirit bound to the earth. It has a lot of resentment and ordinary talismans are useless. This Yuan Chen soul hanging talisman also treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and can only temporarily trap it. "

I stared at Wan's long barrage. Although I couldn't see the doorway, it felt much more reliable than others.

"I don't know how to destroy the Yuan Chen Shensha? In case, Chief, do you have a magic method?" I lowered my posture and pretended to be cold at this time. If I make people angry, I should really cry.

"Boy, are you an ordinary person trying to go against Yuan Chen? It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous."

Liu Banxian said the same thing to me back then, but Liu Banxian's expression was much more euphemistic.

"Taoist Master, if you really want to master Taoism, please give me some pointers. I will be very grateful."

"It's impossible to say that Taoism is universal, but throughout the past fifty years, it's hard to find a monk who can compare with me. That's all. Today I'm going to teach you a way to survive a near-death situation!"

Many friends in the live broadcast room expressed contempt for this arrogant and arrogant voice, and I was also beating the drum in my heart. Is this a severe chuunibyou patient, or is he a Taoist priest from the Immortal family with real talents?

"You have no knowledge, no skills, and no talents. If you want to crack Yuan Chen, you need to have the courage to go your own way. Only by going against all odds can you find a glimmer of hope in the midst of nine deaths!"

"Taoist Priest, you don't need to judge me, just tell me what to do."

"The evil spirit is so fierce that no ghosts can create good fortune, and no killing can achieve authority. I want you to have no distracting thoughts, no fear, no fear, find the corpse of Yuan Chen from the ghost servants in the corpse mountain, and then carry the corpse away. OK!"

"Carry, carry a corpse?"

"Find a place where you can see the clear light and drop him from a high place. If his body is shattered into pieces, you will have no worries tonight. If his resentment condenses and does not dissipate, you will definitely die."