After three days of investigation, as Su Chunfeng initially guessed, he fell into a deadlock as Su Chunfeng initially speculated.
The survey results show that the source of this "game" involves students from the Second High School and Fucai High School.
In other words, the girls in this school learned about the way to play such games through friends from other schools, and then they began to spread in the dormitory of the girls of No. 1 Middle School. For other schools, the faculty and staff of No. 1 Middle School can
There is no way to continue the investigation. So the school naturally stopped the relevant investigation and inquiries, and only focused on supervision and control within the school, and warned girls living in the school not to play similar horror games.
With the investigation of the school, the "Bixian" incident gradually spread on the campus of No. 1 Middle School, and all the students also learned about the suicide of a girl who happened in the No. 1 dormitory building two years ago and the long-term supernatural incident that followed.
The problem arises...
The school’s attitude of paying attention to it makes students more and more convinced that the “Dician” back then and the “Bixian” this year must be haunted games, which are very terrifying and will die!
Otherwise, why are the school so nervous?
Isn't it just a small game?
So the school leaders and faculty members were speechless, and it was difficult to explain these students who were in adolescence and had strong imagination and rebelliousness. Fortunately, this problem has no practical bad effect, but on the contrary it has also played a role.
The role of curbing students' continued play.
It means "using violence to fight violence".
Su Chunfeng was quite satisfied with this result. He even hoped that since Fucai High School and the Second High School could pass the game of "Bi Xian" into the first high school, then the first high school students targeted "Bi Xian"
The fear of immortals may also be introduced to Fucai High School and the Second High School. In this way, all students will stop playing due to fear of the unknown, which will make everyone happy.
As for the evil warlock hidden behind the scenes, Su Chunfeng was also lazy to worry about it: "I know the truth, otherwise I would have to kill you."
Logically speaking, things ended completely.
But there is one person who doesn't think it's over.
Qian Ming!
This great people's teacher who was full of justice and was determined to represent the moon to eliminate evil existence. Half-sword warlock, after the school had stopped investigating this matter, embarked on the road of investigation alone - he was like a
As if he was young, he followed the list of students found by the school's investigation and inquiry, he went to the second high school and Fucai High School in his spare time to find the students and then asked...
Isn’t this a fucking full person, and it makes me feel uncomfortable?
When Qian Ming reported his investigation results to Su Chunfeng, he had various analysis and speculations, Su Chunfeng suddenly felt inexplicably. He asked, "Teacher Qian, where did you get the confidence and courage?"
Qian Ming said seriously: "It was you who gave it to me."
Su Chunfeng almost couldn't help but give Ya a big shot.
But he still held back.
He could not stop the continuation of this positive energy without his conscience.
So I could only nod in silence and nodded in silence, but I thought in my heart with amusement: "See you, do whatever you want."
Su Chunfeng felt that Qian Ming's behavior was not only arousing hatred, but also a waste of his own time and energy - the evil warlock hidden behind the scenes, since he could lay a long thread without missing a trace, then how could it be
Can Qian Ming find out the results?
Perhaps, the game "Bixian" was not deliberately spread by the warlock, but it was just smart enough to take advantage of the spread of this game to take the opportunity to make a profit for oneself.
If this is true, then there is no possibility of finding the results.
But after thinking about it, Su Chunfeng couldn't help but feel funny: "That bastard is scared now, right? The school investigated with great fanfare, and another warlock targeted him, and he had to dig out his ancestral tomb endlessly.
...I guess this guy has to go far away to take refuge in the end."
In a blink of an eye, the final exam is over and the winter vacation is coming.
The 24th day of the twelfth lunar month, morning.
The weather is cold and the northern section of the Agricultural Trade Street in Nanguan Town, Jinzhou County, is filled with various New Year's goods stalls on both sides, which are dazzling. People who buy New Year's goods are bustling with motorcycles, bicycles, tricycles, and agricultural vehicles.
, the whole street became more and more congested.
The sound of hawking, bargaining, the sound of giving way, the sound of whistle filled the streets, making it very lively.
Qian Ming, wearing a black down jacket, dark blue jeans and leather shoes, walked out of an alley with his hands in the pocket of the down jacket.
He had just visited a girl's home.
The girl's name is Qin Gaidi, who is a senior high school student at Fucai High School.
According to a long-term investigation, Qian Ming learned that this girl named Qin Gaidi seemed to be the first student to start playing the "Bixian" game with her classmates in school. However, this kind of game is in Fucai High School.
It did not become popular, but it quickly became popular after it was introduced to No. 1 Middle School.
When talking to students as teachers, this will naturally not arouse parents' alertness.
However, if you are not a teacher in this class, and you are not a teacher in this school, which student will be willing to pay attention to it? What's more, you should ask some inexplicable topics, which will naturally make students in the rebellious period of youth feel disgusting and rebellious. And Qin Gaidi is even more
The typical unruly girl was so short that she turned her face and immediately spoke coldly. When her parents learned about the situation, they were angry and drove Qian Ming out, but they almost took it.
Sticks served - a bastard, your fucking male teacher from No. 1 Middle School, ask my daughter where the "Bixian" game was learned? What is the fucking trouble for you? Is it sore or painful?
Now?
Qian Ming, who came out in shame, was not depressed at all. He often encountered similar setbacks during this period.
But now he thinks he is the incarnation of justice, but he is getting braver as he gets worse and stronger!
Walking on the bustling streets, Qian Ming seemed to be infected by the atmosphere of the approaching New Year. He couldn't help but think that he should go home and celebrate the New Year quickly.
Qian Mingfei is a local, and his home is in Handan City, Hebei Province.
Although Handan City and Pingyang City are divided into two provinces, they are the junction of the two provinces, so it is only more than one hundred kilometers away from Jinzhou County to Qian Ming's hometown.
After the winter vacation, Qian Ming did not go home immediately in order to investigate the matter, but chose to continue living in school.
He is a teacher, and if he wants to live longer, no one will object to stop him.
Going north, feeling the story of going home for the New Year, Qian Ming walked through this crowded road next to the farmers' market, came to the place where he saved his bicycle, paid a 20 cents fee, and rode his bicycle to the place.
After continuing to drive north for about twenty meters, turn left and enter a narrow alley and head west towards the Triumphal Road.
Not long after turning the corner, the roar of the motorcycle engine came from behind Qian Ming.
Qian Ming hurriedly leaned to the side.
Buzz...
Bang Dang Dang!
"oops!"
Qian Ming exclaimed, and he was knocked to the ground with his bicycle.
The motorcycle stopped a few meters ahead of it. The man driving the motorcycle kicked the scooter and supported the motorcycle diagonally. Then he got off the car and turned his head and walked towards Qian Ming.
This person looks thirty-six or seven years old, medium-height, thin like a slim rod. He has short hair, thin cheeks, sunken cheeks, and a pair of dark red wool earcups for keeping warm. Because it's too much
Because of his thinness, the deep eye sockets under his long eyebrows made his eyes look even more vicious and vicious in his triangular eyes.
Qian Ming had already struggled to get up at this moment, and the black leather gloves on his right hand were wiped out. He endured the soreness on his body and said angrily: "Why are you driving?"
"I have good skills in driving a motorcycle." The motorcycle rider walked to Qian Ming and said with a sinister smile.
"You..." Qian Ming was stared at by the other party's vicious eyes, feeling like he was staring at by a cobra that was about to attack. He couldn't help but feel cold on his back and his heart beat suddenly increased.
The motorcycle ridden his lips and said viciously: "I hit you on purpose."
"Why?" Qian Ming took a step back and leaned against the wall.
"Because, you are too ignorant." The motorcycle rider looked at Qian Ming coldly and said, "You go to your Yangguan Road, don't hinder others from crossing the single-plank bridge... You took my magic weapon, but I didn't look for you.
I'm worried, I chose to give in. But why are you - the fuck - endless? "
Qian Ming was stunned. The fear that had originally arisen in his heart because of the hideous and terrifying image of the motorcycle rider suddenly disappeared without a trace. He straightened his back and showed a cruel look, tilted his head and sneered, "So it's it
, You are the sorcerer who uses evil magic to harm people! You really look for something without any effort to find it. I was worried that you won’t find you, but you came to your door instead.”
Bang!
Crack, dong!
A sound of flesh and blood hitting, mixed with Qian Ming's suppressed painful hum...
In just a blink of an eye, Qian Ming was knocked to the ground by a motorcycle rider who seemed to be so thin that he could blow down even with a gust of wind, but was extremely combat-capable, and was strangled by one hand and pressed tightly to the corner of the wall.
Qian Ming never expected that he would be knocked down so easily, and his body was sore and weak at this moment. Especially when the other party grabbed his neck with one hand, his eyes suddenly became dizzy and he felt like he was about to suffocate. He could only hear the motorcycle
Hand said murderously: "Qian Ming, I know your background, don't overestimate yourself and seek death!"
"You, you bastard..." Qian Ming gritted his teeth and cursed toughly.
The motorcycle rider couldn't help but feel angry, and the hand that grabbed Qian Ming's neck increased its strength.
"You, you..." Qian Ming's eyes turned dark and he fainted.