A night cat howled suddenly, like a baby crying, echoing in the playground for a long time.
The shrill screams were filled with anger, frightening the principal.
His heart was beating wildly, and it took him a long time to calm down: "What do these words mean?"
"Someone is asking for help." Liu Hou scratched his head.
"who?"
He didn't know who it was. Someone wrote a letter in blood asking for help. The blood letter seemed to appear directly in the mirror instead of on the surface of the mirror.
These words are definitely not something that a living person can write!
"Tell me, is it possible that the person who wrote these words is the dead Zhuang Xiaoxia?"
the principal asked tremblingly.
"It's possible." Liu Hou was unsure: "Why don't you look for Zhuang Xiaoxia's exercise book or something to check the handwriting?"
"Then let's go to Zhuang Xiaoxia's dormitory first. You two Taoist priests, you have to deal with this matter as soon as possible. The academic test is about to take place. I don't want to affect the grades of the sophomore students." The principal said.
Opening and closing your mouth are all achievements.
Liu Hou asked strangely: "That's not right, principal. It's obviously summer vacation, why are there still students in your school?"
The principal's face twitched: "The sophomores will become seniors after the summer vacation. They all volunteered to take tutoring during the summer vacation."
"Voluntary..." Liu Hou thought of his summer vacation in high school.
I was stupid and had poor grades, so I spent the entire summer vacation in the countryside catching fish and shrimps. But the top students in the village also went to the county high school to take voluntary tutoring classes.
It is not clear how many people actually volunteered.
"Anyway, these have nothing to do with you." The principal obviously didn't want to talk more: "If you take care of it, I will add another 20,000."
Liu Houxi smiled broadly: "Thank you for your patronage, we will definitely handle it to your satisfaction."
The principal took the two of them to the girls' dormitory opposite the playground, where Zhuang Xiaoxia disappeared. The first was to see if there were any clues that the police had not discovered but that the Taoist priests could. The second was to get the homework on Zhuang Xiaoxia's desk.
Ben, there are bloody handwritings in the mirror.
There was a moment of silence.
Liu Hou had many doubts in his heart.
When it comes to schools, there are mostly rumors that schools with a bit of history were built on mass graves.
This is true!
I don’t know whether it is intentional or not, but the hospital and the school are indeed built in the darkest place in the city with the heaviest yin energy. The young students’ body fire is strong and can suppress the yin energy in the school.
But the yin energy in Chuncheng Xicheng Middle School is too strong.
It's thick and abnormal.
He thought again of the ancient books on his body.
He named this ancient book with no words on the cover, called the Book of Heaven.
After three days of theoretical knowledge bombardment in the library, Ni Yuefei's guidance, and his own exploration.
Liu Hou generally understood the function of the Heavenly Book, and also knew that it was probably a very powerful Taoist artifact. Its level should be much higher than all the awesome Taoist artifacts mentioned by Xuan Chengzi.
The reason why the Book of Heaven can predict the future by consuming his life force is that it is true divination.
In the words of Shu Ling, it is based on the big data of Tiandao.
In human terms, it is just relying on guesswork.
It's just that the book of heaven deduce all things and all things follow the way of heaven. The way of heaven is boundless and only follows one.
One is the beginning and the end.
All the answers the Heavenly Book told him were derived through deduction and divination, similar to a supercomputer with infinite knowledge. As long as the answer given by the Heavenly Book was 100% correct.
But everything has a but.
If the question he raises is too complex, or it is a question about someone or something whose power is much higher than his, then the Book of Heaven will not be able to deduce it because of his insufficient vitality.
What's more, something happened a few days ago that made him wary.
He can drive a ninth-level red-fire master into a rage, but he can't defeat a murderous supervisor. Even though the supervisor's strength is far lower than that of the master, he is only a fourth-level red-fire master.
The gap in strength is too big, and there is no way to save his life. Even if he can predict the future, he will probably be helpless when encountering a powerful enemy.
This is also easy to explain. No matter how powerful a supercomputer is, it is just a piece of scrap metal if it runs out of power.
The Book of Heaven is both reliable and not so reliable.
Blacksmith need its own hardware.
Just when the three of them reached the middle of the playground, Ni Yuefei suddenly stopped again.
Her starry eyes were like lightning, and she turned her head suddenly and looked at a building.
"What is that place?"
The principal was stunned: "The teaching building of the high school department."
"Let's go there and have a look."
Ni Yuefei raised her legs and walked towards the teaching building, and asked Liu Hou: "Did you see it?"
Liu Hou's eyes were filled with shock, and he swallowed hard: "I saw it."
He did see it, and he saw an amazing scene.
The evil energy as black as hair, which was originally wrapped around the dated plaque at the school entrance, unexpectedly reached the third floor of the teaching building at some point.
At the same time, in the women's bathroom on the third floor, Wen Jing, Peng Dan and Yun Fangfei were still immersed in the joy of summoning the soul of their friend Zhuang Xiaoxia.
He didn't realize at all that the terrible danger was right next to him.
"Zhuang Xiaoxia, Xiaoxia, are you dead?" The three of them put their fingers on the plate and asked quietly and courageously.
"Xiaojing, I, I'm afraid."
Yun Fangfei was so cold that her breath turned into a breath of white breath on this summer night.
The white gas steamed in the dim candlelight, looking extremely strange.
Peng Dan also blamed: "Xiao Jing, didn't you say that when you invite Die Xian, you can't mention the word death?"
Wen Jing blinked her eyes: "The person we invited is Zhuang Xiaoxia, she is our friend. Zhuang Xiaoxia will definitely not harm us!"
The friendship between the four girls is very deep.
Friendship is strong and trust is deep in the bones.
Only the three of them have not thought carefully about what they would do if the person they invited was not Zhuang Xiaoxia.
Zhuang Xiaoxia in the mirror was anxious. She was really anxious. She saw the terrifying black figure with disheveled hair. There were many black smoke like hairs on the head, with a thick ominousness, winding towards the three friends.
.
The saucer moved again, slowly drawing an arc on the soul summoning board.
The three girls didn't see it, but Zhuang Xiaoxia saw it clearly.
The evil black shadow pushed the plate and moved slowly with the fingers of the three girls.
He slowly stopped at the word 'yes'.
As soon as they saw this word, the three girls immediately cried sadly.
"Xiaoxia, Xiaoxia is really dead."
Yun Fangfei cried with tears streaming down her cheeks.
Wen Jing also sobbed.
Zhuang Xiaoxia in the mirror patted the mirror desperately and shouted heartbreakingly: "I'm not dead, Wen Jing, Fang Fei, Peng Jing. Open your eyes and look, I'm in the mirror."
You go quickly, there is something beside you.
If you don’t leave, I’m afraid it will harm you!”
No one heard it.
But Yun Fangfei heard a strange noise, and she raised her head in confusion: "Listen, what's the sound?"
"Where is the sound?" Peng Jing asked.
"It seems to be coming from the mirror of the sink, a knocking sound!" Yun Fangfei said cowardly.
"Why didn't I hear it?"
Wen Jing listened carefully and frowned: "No, it seems to be true."
All three of them heard the mirror making rhythmic tapping, as if someone was tapping the mirror.
The ghost next to Yun Fangfei became angry. It suddenly became extremely ferocious and glanced at Zhuang Xiaoxia. Zhuang Xiaoxia was so frightened that she took a few steps back.
Although the ghost did not speak, Zhuang Xiaoxia clearly heard a harsh sound like hanging a blackboard with nails.
"Don't ruin my good deeds!"
The hair on the ghost's head suddenly grew longer, and it swept towards the three girls.
On the playground, Liu Hou and others also heard some kind of sound.
The shrill meows of cats, one after another, were heard louder and louder than the last.
"What was that sound?"
Ni Yuefei suddenly asked.
"Cat meowing?" The principal was stunned: "There are too many wild cats in the school."
"No!"
Liu Hou shuddered.
That's a real baby cry...
In the middle of the night, filthy air arises and evil spirits move.
Chapter completed!