Hua Jiugan listened to everyone's nonsense, but he was quite confused in his heart.
School can be said to be one of the most yang-heavy places.
Coupled with the students' awe-inspiring righteousness, it stands to reason that ordinary dirty things would not dare to appear in such a place.
Not to mention developing believers...it seems that we need to pay more attention to this matter.
After the four of them finished washing, they laughed and laughed for a while before falling asleep.
After all, I had been doing physical work all day, so I slept very soundly.
...
In the blink of an eye, it was late at night, and the campus that was supposed to be silent became uncharacteristically "noisy".
Of course, this hustle and bustle is only perceptual.
It's like a person suddenly wakes up in a quiet night, and then is so upset that he can't fall asleep.
In fact, except for the rustle of the treetops in the wind and the chirping of animals from the distant mountains, there was no sound around.
But it just makes people feel unspeakably irritated.
Standing in front of the Huajiu Nan Gate, the two little mice who were already drowsy and even nodding their heads immediately felt something:
The four bright little eyes looked around vigilantly, and at the same time kept retreating vigilantly.
Until my butt was pressed against the door of the dormitory.
"Zhizhizhizhi!" The two little guys realized the fear in each other's hearts and let out a burst of rapid screams.
But he couldn't find the source of the danger and didn't dare to easily wake up Hua Jiu Nan, so he could only grit his teeth and persevere.
After a while, two more little snakes and two little foxes ran over, their eyes also full of panic.
The six elves looked at each other and decided to "hold on" in place.
Work in pairs: stay in front of the door, jump on the windowsill and roof, and take out the tokens at the same time.
Once something really dirty comes and they can't defeat it, they will immediately summon their ancestors...
On the other side, the playground behind the school.
This is the place where Hua Jiu Nan and others dug up many dead bodies when they first started school.
The dark wind blew by, and two ghost figures suddenly appeared.
Wearing a strange, colorful mask, pale mourning clothes with long flowing sleeves.
Amidst the bursts of mournful music, they danced in place like a "fractured bone".
At the same time, all the students who had the bones and promised to believe in the White God suddenly opened their eyes, got out of bed and walked toward the back playground in their pajamas like zombies.
The body swayed and the steps were mechanical.
What's strange is that so many people were active together without waking up anyone else.
The door to the dormitory area, which was originally locked, slowly opened without warning.
The crowd moved forward slowly and step by step, and within a short time, thirty or forty people had gathered.
After arriving at the two dancing ghost figures, he stood unsteadily on the spot.
The ghost let out bursts of weird laughter, continued to dance like broken bones, and led the crowd straight towards the back mountain.
When approaching the school wall, the wall becomes blurred like a projection.
All the "people" just staggered out.
After that, no matter whether it was a ravine or a snow pit, this group of people walked on level ground.
Even my bare feet were not scratched by the gravel.
The crowd just wandered forward until they reached a mountain col.
There were already more than a dozen white-clothed evil spirits waiting here, driving the confused crowd into a circle and kneeling on the snow.
In the middle is a stone flower that exudes strange beauty.
It is just a bud, but it has not opened.
All the evil spirits gathered outside the crowd and continued to dance strangely.
Such a noisy scene naturally disturbed the evil cocoon who "lived in seclusion" here.
This guy has an uneducated body and is not afraid of severe cold at all.
Now he is hiding in the snowdrift not far away, with only half of his bald head sticking out and looking around.
The butt-length skirt that he usually took good care of was thrown aside by him.
The bald head made the snow shine brighter, so the dirty things were not noticed.
"Oh my gosh, it's haunted?! These ghosts don't look very powerful..."
"As long as you don't snatch the instant noodles the little monster gave me, then let's go ahead and make a fuss!"
After finishing talking to himself, Wicked Cocoon grabbed two handfuls of dead grass and stuffed his ears.
After thinking about it, I was still worried that the evil spirit would steal my butt-length skirt while I was sleeping.
So he grabbed it back, then huddled into the snowdrift and continued to sleep soundly...