"Can the round and long... lead the way?"

In order to observe the cat's reaction more directly and use this as a basis to understand his situation in a timely manner, Fu Jixianli held Yuanchang in his arms.

But at this time, Yuanchang did not respond to his words. It seemed that it did not have the ability to directly identify the "direction" - if Fu Jixianli wanted to find a clear goal.

Fu Jixianli didn't know where the classroom was in the rumored girl's death during her lifetime, so he could only search the teaching building little by little from bottom to top.

The sun sets in autumn, the cold sunlight casts through the transparent glass in a corner of the window to the corridor and classrooms. The orange light reflected at dusk not only does not contain any temperature, but creates a feeling that the more transparent and colder it becomes.

The sun went down very quickly, and the night was as if it was rising, and then it disappeared from the first floor of the teaching building, and the building seemed to be gradually sinking into darkness.

Before he knew it, Fu Jixianli concentrated on himself and became more vigilant... He didn't know if this was considered to be the psychological category of himself, but in short, he felt that it was strange in this building.

It is said that the unlucky student had flowers for mourning on the desk, so Fu Jixianli was about to find the right position with such a sign... After looking at the first floor, he did not find such a desk.

Then there is the second floor and the third floor.

It was not until I arrived at the third floor and looked at the classroom on the right half of the stairs that Fu Jixianli discovered the desk when he looked through the hanging window on the door.

No, it should be said that at the first moment, that place attracted his sight in an instant.

The desk reflected the last beam of sunlight like a mirror. The white porcelain long-necked vase shot the light toward the surroundings and inserted it into the vase. The pure white petals drooped with crystal water droplets condensed on the drooping pure white petals.

"Callis?"

Fu Jixianli didn't know the type of flowers, but looked a little like calla lily.

Under the last halo of the sun, I always feel that this scene is a bit elegant and independent.

On the contrary, other parts of the classroom have fallen into one layer after another, thick and indelible shadows... The scene in front of you, the contrast between light and dark in the scene, made Fu Jixianli feel a serious sense of dislocation.

Is there something wrong with the style of painting?

I won't consider these for the time being. In short, if the spirit body was really born from this place, is it necessary for Fu Jixianli to pick the lock and take a look? Without thinking much, with a light sound, the originally locked classroom door was opened.

Fu Jixianli walked into the classroom, turned around and closed the door again, then walked to that position step by step, and then sat down to that position.

He moved the vase to the corner of the table, and then Fu Jixianli asked Yuanchang to face him, and then placed it on the table... It can be seen that this person really has no shyness about such things.

The sky completely dimmed, and the last beam of light moved away from Fu Jixianri, and he also fell into the shadow... From the daytime to the night, according to the "ideas" explained by Ma Naka Ao before, can Fu Jixianri's actions be explained as his willingness to enter the "other world" and then communicate with something?

He sat quietly in that seat for five minutes, but except for the fact that his butt was a little cold when he just sat on the wooden chair, he did not notice anything abnormal.

Just as Fu Jixianli couldn't help but stretched out his finger to knock on the table, he lowered his head a little and suddenly realized that there seemed to be a phantom overlapping with his body.

He sat here, and the things were also sitting here, overlapping with each other, but there was no feeling of contact... Fu Jixianli pinched his arm, but he still only touched his skin, did not feel the spirit, touched the spirit object.

What's going on? Fu Jixianli was about to stand up and observe this position carefully, but at this moment, one arm suddenly pressed his shoulder - stiff, cold and extra strong.

Just now, Fu Jixianli did not hear the sound of opening the door or walking, nor did he notice any breath, but... something appeared behind him silently.

Like a ghost, or...

Just like a ghost.

Fu Jixianli glanced at his slender and white fingers on his shoulders first, and then he looked at the cat sitting on the table in front.

The cat's eyes were normal vertical pupils, and there was no expected change. When Fu Jixianli looked at its pupils, he could vaguely see the outline and shape of the thing behind him - it was a girl's figure.

She was wearing the uniform of this high school, and she seemed to be half hidden in a kind of black fog... The black fog with a very particle effect spread beside her.

"Is this a special effect for myself?"

Fu Jixianli thought this silently in his heart, and was a little worried that the other party would suddenly say, "I became a ghost, and I am the same as you become a ghost."

Although this person was thinking randomly in his head, his movements were not slow.

I saw Fu Jixianli hiding his left hand on the inside of his clothes pull out the glass bottle from his pocket, then gently lifted his thumb, opened its lid, and then stretched out his middle finger... Ugh, it seemed inappropriate and a little rude.

After changing to the index finger, he inserted his fingertip into the mouth of the bottle, gently dipped it in the "solution" inside, and then quickly turned around. At the same time, he wiped the forehead of the person behind him at an extremely fast speed, and pulled the bridge of his nose vertically - that is, he drew the word "T" on his forehead.

It may be more effective to splash directly, but the thing in his hand is a rare resource. If you can avoid wasting it, don’t waste it.

"Eat my sister Kui's overnight saliva..."

As I recited such a magical spell in my heart, I saw the water stains on the other person's face lit up, and then the brightness quickly converged and disappeared... It felt like it had sunk under her skin.

Immediately afterwards, the air around him swelled violently, something quickly pulled away from the other party's body, and the tables and chairs in the classroom were pulled towards the door, and the legs of the table rubbed violently with the ground, making a squeaking sound.

Then, the door was violently rammed - something seemed to escape in panic.

In a vague way, Fu Jixianli's afterglow caught a black shadow as light as mist and squeezed out from the body of the person behind him, and then rushed out from the door.

And I don’t know if it was an illusion. While the table and chair were pulled and made a sound, Fu Jixianli also felt a scream sounding directly in the depths of his mind... It’s not that his feelings were full of uncertainty and ambiguity, because what he was experiencing was ambiguous things, and spirits or ghosts were ambiguity.

Fu Jixianri hurriedly supported the shaking person behind him... Without thinking, the girl who suddenly appeared behind him was Shinohara Morinaga.

Then Shinohara Morinaga covered his mouth with one hand, and seemed to feel nauseous.

Fu Jixianli felt that Sister Kui's saliva was really a convenient and effective thing, instantly effective and powerful thing. Not only did it drive away the spirits that depended on Mori Nagata, but even the host herself felt strong discomfort... This was equivalent to a "biological and chemical weapon".

"Brother Li, why are you here?" After a while, Shinohara Morinaga seemed to have realized who the person around him was.

"Aren't you sick? I'm a little worried, so I come to pick you up after school." Fu Jixianli said casually, "Because I couldn't find your classroom, I wandered around this building... By the way, why did you come to me?"

Fu Jixianri was about to ask Shinohara Morinaga if he realized what he was doing.

"I... don't know. I should have gone downstairs and went back directly, but I don't know why I turned around after I arrived at the third floor... Maybe I'm a little dizzy when I got a fever."

Shinohara Morinaga was indeed a little "difficult".

Fu Jixianli nodded, "How do you feel now?"

"I feel a little cold, my body is weak... But for some reason, I feel like my head suddenly becomes clear."

That's because your face was covered with Sister Aoi's saliva... In fact, without Shinohara Morinaga's detailed explanation, Fu Jixianri could roughly feel her physical condition at this time.

Because now she is almost alone in him.

"The spirit body will affect the immunity of normal people." Fu Jixianli silently made this summary in his heart.

"Anyway, let's go home first." Fu Jixianri supported Mori Nagato, then patted the backpack behind him with one hand, and then the cat jumped up very sensible.

The two of them came downstairs, and first found Shinohara Morinaga's shoe cabinet.

However, since she is indeed a little too heavy and uncontrollable, she can't stuff her feet into her loafers when changing into indoor shoes.

There was no way, Fu Jixianli stuffed his cane under his armpit and bent down to help.

Swearing to the ghost, Fu Jixianli believes that he is not a good deal of control.

But he didn't resist such a thing.

Occasionally, the students who passed by the downstairs looked at this scene curiously, and some of them began to point fingers at the two of them...

"It's the student who turned [Biquge www.bequge.xyz]..."
Chapter completed!