It’s strange that Chinese people have a characteristic, that is, they like to join in the fun. And no matter whether the fun is dangerous or not, this characteristic has been passed down from generation to generation until now.

The auditorium has been removed by the work team a lot, and I can't see anything from the outside, but if I look inside, I can't see the appearance of the auditorium except the stage. I especially admire Qiao Jiangbei's work team in this regard.

But about five minutes after these students came in, they were kicked out by the people in the work team. Of course, I was also in it. After entering the auditorium, I saw nothing and was kicked out by the people in the work team. This situation is somewhat unacceptable. It just happened that these students were so young that they were full of energy. There were still a few of the students who were kicked out. But even so, there were many people waiting at the door of the auditorium. After all, I was bored in college for so long, and finally there was a fun time. Who could leave just by saying that?

But I was in a state of half-confused at the moment. I just probably knew something happened in the auditorium. As for what happened, I didn't know at all, and I didn't see anything in the auditorium. For such a situation, I could only ask the people around me who were watching the fun.

"I don't know either, but the people in the dormitory called me and told me that there was a fun show. I haven't found them until now." A handsome boy told me.

After that, I asked several other people one after another, and the answers I got were almost the same. I understood at this moment. Most of the people present were the same as me, and they didn't know what happened. Ask one, one didn't know. Ask two, two didn't know. Then what did you come here in a hurry to do?

Just as I was complaining endlessly in my heart, I heard a conversation between a couple next to me.

"I heard from Xiaolan that the auditorium was renovated, but it seemed that a corpse was dug out from it. It was quite terrible. Why don't we go back?" said the girl.

"What are you afraid of? I'm so afraid of. Besides, I finally saw dead people. What's wrong with seeing them once? How many times can I see such a scene in my life?" After saying that, the boy hugged the girl hard.

"But..." The girl looked like she wanted to speak but stopped.

"Don't let it go, let's wait and see!" The boy looked at the girl, feeling affectionately.

Alas! I don’t know how to write the word “death”! After almost knowing what the bustling hall was, I came to this conclusion. I can see it several times in my life, and when you die, you will see it. What I think is that I just pretend to be in front of my girlfriend, as if anyone can’t understand it.

After the workers drove us out, they locked the door of the auditorium from the inside. Our group of people were trapped outside the auditorium. A bunch of people around me were talking. I originally thought that most of the boys who came to join in the fun in this situation, but what I really didn't expect was that there were so many girls.

As the saying goes, a woman is equal to five hundred ducks, and the number of girls here can only be described as a few thousand or more. When so many ducks are clattering in your ears together, I think that only those who have experienced it can know that kind of pain.

In order not torture my ears anymore, I walked to a more pure place next to the auditorium.

When I was about to arrive at that place, I found that there was already a sitting person there.

Could it be that some people can't stand it like me?

But it was not until I got closer that I realized that the situation was not what I thought. The man was dressed as a migrant worker, but he looked only seventeen or eighteen years old. He felt much younger than me. He was sitting there alone, holding a large front door in his hand, and taking a sudden sip, which seemed to make him feel a little relaxed. But from my perspective, his hands were constantly shaking. I stood beside him for a while before walking towards him.

"Brother?"

He ignored me and seemed to be immersed in his own world.

"Brother?" My voice became a little louder.

This time he seemed to hear it, but my voice actually caused him to drop a newly lit cigarette to the ground.

"Ah?" He responded to me.

Judging from his appearance, I seemed to have guessed something.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with the auditorium?" I also sat on the steps with him.

It seemed that my actions made him feel acknowledged, and his expression was not as nervous as before.

"Die, I dug up dead." But his voice still trembled a little. He picked up the cigarette that fell to the ground and took another sip.

"Oh, what kind of dead person?" I tried to lower my tone so that he would not be so nervous.

"I...I dare not say it." A trace of fear appeared on his face.

"Don't dare to say it?" I asked.

"Well, I...I'm a little... scared." His eyes subconsciously dodged.

"It's okay, I want something relaxed. It's better." I comforted him.

"Yeah." Although he said that, the cigarette in his hand had never left.

I also knew that he might have been frightened, so I chatted with him without saying a word.

From his intermittent responses, I gradually learned about him. After he failed the college entrance examination, he followed his second uncle to work in this city. Because he was young, he always chose easier work for him. This time, the rebuilding of the auditorium was no exception. The work he did this time was to pry up the floor of the auditorium with a few older people. But when he was cleaning, they dug up the body. For those older people, it was fine, but they probably had a better psychological endurance. But he was different. After all, he was young and was shocked when he saw this. He couldn't recover until now.

I looked at him with some sympathy, and I didn't know what to say to him at this time. I could only sit here with him. But I kept wondering whether this corpse would have something to do with that female ghost? After composing various possibilities, I think this corpse is definitely related to that female ghost, even if it is not the female ghost itself, it may be someone who is related to her. Otherwise, why did the female ghost appear directly in the auditorium after becoming conscious?

After a while, Qiao Jiangbei's phone call came.

"Are you in school?" Qiao Jiangbei asked me.

"Well, here. I'm right next to the auditorium now." I said.

"Well, that's fine. You know, right? I'll pass by soon. Let's talk about it when I go over." Qiao Jiangbei hung up the phone cleanly.

I waited here for a while, and Qiao Jiangbei arrived by car.

"Xiao Yu." Qiao Jiangbei said.

"Brother Qiao, are you here so soon?"

"Yes." Qiao Jiangbei noticed the young man next to me at this time.

"Zhao Lei, I'll find someone to take you back later. You can go back and rest first. There is no need to do the work these days. Your second uncle will tell me about your situation." Qiao Jiangbei said to the young man.

"Thank you... Thank you, thank you boss." Zhao Lei lowered his head and said to Qiao Jiangbei.

Actually, I was a little surprised that Qiao Jiangbei was able to remember the name of this young man. I think it was a bit incredible to remember the name of a young man as Qiao Jiangbei.

After Zhao Lei left, I asked Qiao Jiangbei a question.

The answer he answered to me was that he might not remember the names of those people sitting in the office, but he would definitely remember these workers who came and went in the wind and rain. Who didn't come from those days?

After I asked him the question, I made a silent statement.

Not long after Qiao Jiangbei came here, a man who looked over forty years ran over and found Qiao Jiangbei.

"Old...Boss, my nephew and a few people dug up a dead person just now when they cleaned the floor. What do you think? These things have never happened before. I think, I was scared to the child." As soon as he came over, he reported the matter to Qiao Jiangbei. He heard his tone, he seemed to be Zhao Lei's second uncle.

Qiao Jiangbei nodded, signaling him to know all this.

"You take us over first, let's take a look." After Qiao Jiangbei finished speaking, he pointed at me.

After hearing this, the person who came came tightly walked forward and led the way.

We entered the auditorium through the back door. We didn't have to endure the complaints of the students on the way.

After entering the auditorium, I slowly looked at the surrounding environment. The chairs that were demolished were even frost condensed by the female ghost yesterday.

The workers sat on chairs that had not been removed in the back row.

After seeing Qiao Jiangbei and I come over, they all stood up one after another. Because I came over with Qiao Jiangbei, they didn't hit me this time.

"Where do you take me to the body?" Qiao Jiangbei said.

The man who brought us here nodded.

Then he took us to a slightly inner corner below the stage. In the floors that were demolished elsewhere, I could see the cement-cast ground, but in this piece of ground that seemed to be hollow.

"It was here that the body was found."

After hearing this person's words, I walked towards that hollow area.

I fantasized about the appearance of the corpse. But when I looked into the pit, I realized how stupid I had done.

There was a large transparent vacuum packaging bag in front of me, but its appearance was covered with a layer of black plastic film. Maybe a hole was torn open by Zhao Lei.

It doesn’t matter when I look at it, it’s because of this glance that I saw the corpse. This is not a corpse, it’s clearly a skeleton!

Maybe because of the angle, I always feel that the skeleton's eyes are staring at me. But when I continued to look down, I realized that not only did the skeleton appear in the plastic bag, but also the meat strips like bacon.
Chapter completed!