He Ruixi shook his head, "How could I know? Not long after he disappeared, a plague broke out. The place was closed, so I went home. When I came again, there were only half of the people left here."

"Don't think about those unhappy things, let's start playing." Fatty picked up two cans on the ground and smiled, "Go and go to the rooftop."

"Why go to the rooftop?" Huang Youming frowned. He was a little worried. He always felt that the deeper he went, the lower the temperature.

"Because this is fun, there are two stairs here that can be reached on the rooftop, so if anyone wants to win by kicking the can, he must choose a certain staircase to go upstairs. Hehe, if you are caught by a ghost, even if you... die."

Luyang looked at everyone and said with a smile.

"Go away."

Qin Xiaomei pulled Qin Aili out.

Wang Jue walked behind. When he turned his head, he suddenly felt that the painting on the wall seemed to have moved.

When I looked back at the first time, the figures painted on the wall were still so vivid.

"Hey, what are you looking at?" Huang Youming walked behind Wang Jue. Seeing Wang Jue like this, it was a little strange.

"Have you noticed that the teacher who was singing in the painting seemed to have moved his mouth?"

"I'll go, why are you scared?" Even though he said that, Huang Youming turned his head and looked.

When Huang Youming found that the person in the painting was still motionless, he breathed a sigh of relief: "You must be dazzled."

After saying that, Huang Youming walked out directly.

Wang Jue looked at the wall carefully and finally left the house.

As soon as they left, the male teacher who was singing on the wall slowly turned his head, his mouth wider and wider, as if he was saying something.

Not only him, but the other two teachers also slowly looked up, and their facial features began to flow out of red blood.

A group of children singing loudly raised their heads one by one. They all smiled strangely, and blood-red blood dripped from their eyes...

It's a pity that no one watched this scene.

Wang Jue walked up the steps and thought about what to do next.

"ah……"

Suddenly, Qin Aili's scream came from the front.

Wang Jue ran up in two steps at a time. Unexpectedly, Huang Youming suddenly pulled Wang Jue and shouted: "You are crazy, maybe it was Qin Aili who was killed by a ghost. Go up and seek death at this time."

"Then you hide." Ignore Huang Youming and Wang Jue went to the second floor.

"Crazy!" Huang Youming looked around and found that he was the only one left on the stairs.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps seemed to be heard in the classroom they left before.

He suddenly remembered what Wang Jue said just now, the person in the painting on the wall seemed to move...

After recalling it carefully, his heart skipped a beat.

He suddenly remembered that the teacher who was singing opened his mouth slightly, but later it seemed that he really opened a lot.

"Damn it, although that guy has a low level, his eyes shouldn't be dazzled..."

The footsteps seemed to be getting closer and closer. Huang Youming's scalp became numb and turned his head to go upstairs: "That... brother, brother, you have to wait for me..."

After Wang Jue went upstairs, he realized that Qin Aili and Qin Xiaomei were fine.

The reason they screamed was because they suddenly met someone.

To be precise, they met an old man.

The old man was a little hunched, his old cheeks were covered with frowns. He was wearing a security uniform and holding an old-fashioned flashlight emitting yellow light in his hand.

Such an elderly person suddenly appears in this dim environment, which is indeed easy to scare people.

"Oh, isn't this Uncle Chen?" Lu Yang said breathlessly with his waist on his back: "Uncle Chen, do you know that it's easy to scare people when you suddenly appear like this?"

"Huhuhu... I almost scared to death." Qin Xiaomei said while patting her chest.

Uncle Chen stared at everyone blankly, and called the flashlights one by one and said, "This place is not open to the public. It's time for you kids to go back."

"Uncle Chen, let's come and have fun. I, a fat boy, have a former student, don't you know if the school is going to be demolished, come and have fun."

"Yes, yes, when you were a child, you licked me lollipops, Uncle Chen." Zhao Li walked over and said happily.

At this time, they felt very close to each other when they met their childhood acquaintances.

Wang Jue looked at this old man. He had no yin and yang eyes and could not tell whether this person was a human or a ghost.

But instinctively, he is indeed a human being. After all, ghosts will not go out with flashlights to shine on their way.

"Oh, I have some impression." Uncle Chen nodded: "It's dark, go back early, do you know? Otherwise, it would be difficult to go back at night."

"We know, just walk around and leave, hehe..." Fatty scratched his head embarrassedly: "Uncle Chen, are you still living here now? There is no one left."

"I don't have a home, I can only live here, I'm used to it anyway."

While Uncle Chen was speaking, Wang Jue looked at the place where Uncle Chen lived.

It can be seen that the room used to be an office with two desks inside, both of which were merged.

On the edge of the desk is a simple folding bed, with a TV set on the wall opposite the bed, and the TV set is playing an advertisement for a children's learning machine.

What surprised Wang Jue was that the surroundings of the house were covered with yellow talisman paper.

Wang Jue probably knew that this kind of talisman paper was a kind of evil-proof thing, but he didn't know whether this thing had any effect on ghosts.

"Uncle Chen, why do you have so much paper sticking in your room?" Wang Jue asked intentionally.

"I had died in the school before, so I lived alone, so I felt better if I put some things on it." Uncle Chen glanced at Wang Jue with an expressionless face.

At this time, Zhao Li rubbed her arm against Wang Jue and said softly: "Uncle Chen is old, so he is superstitious."

"Don't run around here. Just go wherever you should go, so as to save your family from worrying." Uncle Chen sighed and slowly returned to the house.

Several people stuck out their tongues in embarrassment, and then quietly continued to go upstairs.

When he reached the third floor, Fatty breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm so scared that Uncle Chen actually pasted so many talisman papers to deal with ghosts in the house."

"Do you think this thing is useful?" Huang Youming asked curiously. He thought that he would ask Uncle Chen to ask him to make a point of talisman paper for self-defense later.

"Who knows, but I feel useless." Lu Yang said, pointing to the top and said, "Let's go to the rooftop."

After going upstairs, Luyang took out a piece of paper from his schoolbag, tore it into ten pieces on average, and threw it away one.

The rest of the papers contain one ghost and eight people.

"Okay, I started to draw. I drew the ghost. Put the can on the ground. Go down to find someone in five minutes."

"If you draw someone, remember to hide. If you are caught by a ghost, you will become a ghost." Luyang turned on the light of his cell phone and shone his face with a smile: "The ghost is coming..."

"Oh, you want to scare people to death." Qin Aili was startled, and Qin Xiaomei beside her held Qin Aili's hand firmly.

"Haha, just kidding." Luyang smiled and said, "Then start smoking."

"Let's wait a moment, I'll go to the bathroom first." Qin Aili touched her stomach.

"Hey, it's really troublesome for women."

Fatty, He Ruixi and others shook their heads.

Qin Aili pulled Qin Xiaomei and Zhao Li to the third floor.

At this time, the fat boy touched his nose and said, "Hehe, I'll go to the toilet too."

Wang Jue saw that the fat boy looked something was wrong, so he said, "I'll go too."

"No, go all the time, then I will go too." Huang Youming said hurriedly.
Chapter completed!