For me, curses, something closer to the spiritual level, can be explained by science.

In fact, human obsession itself is similar to a curse. It is said that after a person dies, his soul will be possessed on the works that spend the most effort and sweat during his lifetime. Therefore, humans in ancient times believed that artworks have souls, which refer to the meaning of the artist's soul entering the work of art. From the perspective of the law of conservation of matter, mental power is also a matter, which can be transmitted from one thing to another. When a dead object is attached to the spiritual power containing obsession, this is the true face of the curse.

Before I came to school, I conducted a considerable investigation on dormitory 611. What made me shudder was that a total of 28 people died in this dormitory! In other words, all 28 students in the same dormitory in four sessions died of life. In the most recent one, three years ago, a student was smoking in the dormitory. When the dormitory administrator checked the rounds, he put the cigarette butts in the bed sheet. After the dormitory administrator left, he seemed to forget that the cigarette butts were still inside the bed sheet, which eventually caused a fire in the entire dormitory and all seven students died.

It's strange that even if the fire broke out, they didn't sleep. Logically speaking, they had enough time to escape. But they did not escape from the sea of ​​fire. Then I investigated in depth and found out that the fire was born. The door that was originally covered suddenly closed suddenly and could not open the door no matter how they tried. They were all burned to death. Three consecutive accidents were born in the same dormitory. The teachers and students in the school were talking about it, saying that the dormitory was cursed, and that anyone who lived in this dormitory would die, and no one could escape.

The school had to suppress this matter and seal the dormitory and no longer allow students to live in. However, due to the merger of the Second Middle School and the Fourth Middle School, the students were expanded, and the school had to redecorate the dormitory and change it to 611 to let students re-moval. No one expected that the curse did not disappear. It had been lurking in the dark corner waiting for the arrival of fresh blood. This time, it chose Wen Cao.

"Why are you staying? Today is the first day of school." Fatty Huang reached out and shook his hand in front of me, pulling my thoughts back.

I said "Oh", got dressed and washed, and followed the large army to the teaching building. "That... Wen Cao."

"What's the matter?" Wen Cao turned around and looked at me in confusion.

I hesitated for a moment, but finally didn't tell him what I saw last night: "You didn't take care of your clothes." Not to mention whether Wen Cao would believe it, even if he believed it, he would probably be frightened.

Sometimes, it is better not to understand the truth of things.

...

I originally thought that my deskmate would be a beautiful girl and had a desperate love, but Murphy's Law tells us: the more you think about a certain aspect, the less it will be. So, my deskmate changed from a fantasy girl to a man of 180 feet tall! Fark.

People say that people cannot judge people by their appearance, but when I saw this handsome guy, I couldn't help but say: "I'm a two-dimensional otaku at first glance!"

A square face, small eyes narrowed into a slit, and a line of words was written on the white T-shirt under the wide school uniform - I am a man who wants to become One Piece... Haha.

When I saw me sitting next to him, my eyes narrowed into a slit again, and a row of white teeth showed off my eyes and greeted me excitedly: "Hey! New children's shoes, welcome to join our wilderness client group!"

I have a black line, a wilderness group of clients? What kind of strange organization is this!?

"Uh... why didn't you come yesterday?" I began to change the subject and asked casually.

"Ah?" Wang Tuming didn't expect me to ask this. He was slightly stunned. I noticed that his expression was a little unnatural. "It's nothing, there's something happening at home..." This guy is too good at lying.

I responded and didn't pursue it in depth. After all, every family has a difficult sutra to recite. (It was not until later that I realized that this seemingly big thing hides a shocking secret!)

In the movie "Death is Coming", it is not difficult to show the curse behavior pattern. The curse situation in it is cursed in the order of seats of planes, roller coasters, and buses, and one chain reaction after another to kill people invisibly. Of course, there is also a solution, which is to transfer the curse to the next person. But who can really escape? It is like a hand, lurking in places you can't see forever. When you relax a little, you will take the opportunity to give a fatal blow.

The first section was a history class. I started yawning bored when I heard it, and took out a pen and a notebook to draw the dormitory structure diagram on one of the pages. Well, you ask me why I wanted to draw this? Because according to my speculation, if the curse is similar to the death list in the movie, there will definitely be rules. As long as I find the rules, I will naturally have a way to deal with it. My painting skills are good, and soon, a clear dormitory layout diagram was completed. I looked at it for a long time and felt that there was nothing wrong with it... Wait, it was wrong! I suddenly found something!

"Student Lin Tianxiang." The history teacher called my name.

"Come!" I stood up like a conditioned reflex. I guess he was caught in class doing other things. No wonder, I was so fascinated by the thought just now...

The history teacher is a man in his 40s. Like Huang Xiaodong, he has the "symbol of a successful man". He squinted his eyes and showed a strange smile. I couldn't help but tighten my whole body. Sure enough, in his student days, the most terrifying thing was the teacher.

"I think you are a freshman, and I will give you a chance. As long as you can answer three questions correctly, you can do whatever you want in your future history classes."

I was a little surprised that there was such a good thing? "Really?"

The history teacher nodded and said proudly: "I am the vice principal, and I will do my best. As long as you don't affect others, it doesn't matter if you play with your mobile phone and listen to music in class."

Since the teacher said that, I naturally would rather be respectful than obedient. "Then come on." The classmates sitting around me prepared textbooks and tried to help me accomplish this great thing. However, if I guessed correctly, the questions he was going to ask were definitely not found in the history textbooks.

As expected, when the history teacher asked the first question, all the students were stunned.

"Why, who is the earliest known user of the iron tool?"

This question is not difficult or difficult, nor is it simple or simple, but it is impossible for ordinary people to answer without extensive historical knowledge... However, I am not an ordinary person. Almost the next second the history teacher asked the question, I gave the answer: "Hittites."

The history teacher was stunned for a moment and continued to ask: "Too for tooth, eye for eye. Where did this sentence first come from?"

I replied: "The Code of Hammurabi in Ancient Babylon." The students' uproar and admiring eyes and the teacher's stunned expression made me feel proud: "Teacher, there is one last question~"

The history teacher waved his hand: "No need, fulfill the promise."

"Thank you for your fulfillment." I sat down and happened to meet Wang Tuming's gaze. The look made me feel goosebumps all over my body. "What are you looking at me?"

"You weren't a organization sent by me to lurk in our school, are you?"

I stared at the dead fish eyes: "Do you think this is anime?"
Chapter completed!