The young patrolman said: "My mobile phone should have been replaced a long time ago. It automatically shuts down when I talk. I can only turn it on by recharging it..."
I threw the phone to him angrily: "What a piece of shit."
I quickly took my mobile phone and planned to call the man with the Chinese character face again to tell him not to come in.
But when I saw it, my phone, which was fine just now, turned off on its own.
Lu Ming's phone was also turned off.
The two of us tinkered for a long time, but the phone didn't turn on.
Only then did I understand that it was not the young patrolman’s cell phone that was faulty, but something that created an obstacle, so the three of us’ cell phones were all turned off.
It is impossible to ask for help from the outside world.
The little patrol officer kept complaining to me: "I finally got in touch with the director, why didn't you let him in? He can only come in to rescue us."
I said: "Help, what the hell? Your director is not a god. After he comes, he will only be trapped here like us. You want to drag him into the water."
The little patrolman was stuck and speechless.
"Oh, my God, what should I do?" The little patrolman was completely wilted. After all, what was happening now was beyond his understanding.
Even if he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, he knew something was wrong.
My mind was spinning rapidly, knowing that I couldn't give up, but now I had to figure out what the problem was first?
There was no point in being anxious, so I simply leaned against a tree, lay down, squinted my eyes and thought carefully.
Wait, I need to collect my thoughts first.
Lu Ming and the little patrol officer were all staring at me, obviously placing their last hope on me.
But the thoughts in my mind were chaotic, I waved my hands irritably and said to Lu Ming: "There is something really wrong with the ghost building in the school. We entered the ghost building and were trapped in Shangyuan Village."
"Lu Ming, help me figure it out, starting from Shangyuan Village."
Although Lu Ming was scared, his thinking was still clear.
"Yes, Brother Yang, during the Republic of China, there was a small village here called Shangyuan Village. The village used to be quite normal, but after a theater troupe was invited to sing a big opera, the people in the village went crazy and killed all the actors.
"
"Wait a minute, didn't we kill them all? Didn't that little golden flower survive?" I said.
"Yes, yes, only the actress named Xiao Jinhua is not dead. It seems she can't be killed no matter what."
"Also, the villagers seemed to have heard Little Golden Flower singing, and then they started going crazy."
"Then what?"
"Then not long after, all the villagers in this village mysteriously disappeared. No one was seen alive or dead, so the village became an empty village and was slowly abandoned."
"Many years later, someone bought this land and wanted to develop it and build buildings. However, the houses in this village could not be demolished. Even using excavators and fires were useless. It was very evil."
"Later, a master came. The master seemed to have set up some kind of formation, and performed rituals for three days and three nights. Finally, he was able to demolish the houses in the village and make them ready for development."
"But the master said that a school must be built, and the stage in the village cannot be demolished at any time, otherwise something will happen if it is demolished."
"So, our Nanzhou Normal University was established. All the buildings were built according to the Bagua graphics. Over the years, we have followed the master's instructions and did not demolish the stage. But later, the old president retired and came to
We got a new principal. He didn’t believe in evil, so he demolished the stage and built a liberal arts building.”
"As a result, accidents happened frequently, and in the end the building had to be sealed off, turning it into a ghost building."
"It is said that when things first happened in the Ghost Tower, the new principal followed the advice of a teacher and quietly went to find the previous master named Li. However, after so many years, the master had long since disappeared."
My heart thumped and my eyes suddenly opened wide.
"What did you say? Master named Li?"
"Yes, that master's surname was Li, and his nickname was Old Ghost Li. He was quite famous at the time and was a real expert. Unfortunately, he could not be found later."
My heart was beating wildly, Old Ghost Li, this is my grandfather.
So it was my grandfather who finally demolished Shangyuan Village and built Nanzhou Normal University.
I feel that some truth is about to come out, but it is like a layer of paper covering the window, which cannot be penetrated no matter what.
One of the three things my grandfather told me before he died was to ask me to drop out of school. Why did he ask me to drop out of school? Was it because there was something in the school that would affect me?
Ghost building, is that ghost building, the former Shangyuan Village? Is it the actor Xiao Jinhua who appeared in Shangyuan Village?
I got in touch, I got in touch all the time.
After all, it was because of that actor. Grandpa had long known that that actor had appeared in Shangyuan Village, causing the villagers of Shangyuan Village to go crazy and kill other actors.
Later, Shangyuan Village became Nanzhou Normal University, and I studied in this school. The stage became a ghost building, and I visited the ghost building half a year ago.
Grandpa asked me to drop out of school because he wanted me to stay away from school, ghost buildings, Shangyuan Village, and actors.
But I still couldn't do it after all. Although I dropped out of school, there seemed to be a force in the dark that still dragged me into it and trapped me in it.
I stood up suddenly.
Since you can't avoid it, you have to face it.
I'm not the kind of person who procrastinates, and I'm definitely not someone who feels sorry for myself, and I'm definitely not someone who just sits there and waits for death.
"Let's go out."
They both looked at me in surprise.
"You can't go out, Brother Yang, those villagers are still outside." Lu Ming said.
"Lu Ming, didn't those villagers disappear mysteriously later? They should be gone now."
After saying that, I took the lead and walked outside the woods.
Perhaps he was shocked by my brave and confident aura, but Lu Ming didn't say anything more and followed me.
"Hey, what are you talking about..." The young patrolman wanted to say something, but seeing that we ignored him, he had no choice but to shake his head and follow him.
Finally we walked out of the woods, and sure enough, all the villagers were gone.
There was deathly silence in the whole village.
The exit of the village is on the other side of the stage, and we went around there again.
Little Jinhua is gone, but the corpses of the actors who were tortured and killed are still there, with blood flowing everywhere and a strong smell of blood.
"Let's get out of here."
However, at this moment, a strange sound of music sounded.
When I looked up, I saw a group of people walking slowly from the entrance of the village.
We thought it was those villagers again, but when we looked again, it was not.
There were four people carrying a big red sedan chair, and a band of eight people were playing and playing nearby, as if they were celebrating a wedding.
The three of us started to retreat.
We stared closely at the sedan, ready to fight them at any time.
The sedan stopped six or seven meters away from us, and the music temporarily stopped.
"New people get on the sedan, and the living ones get out of the way." A man in front of the sedan, wearing the clothes of an ancient government official, shouted in a high-pitched voice.
They all looked at me.
"Brother Yang, they seem to be looking at you." Lu Ming said.
"Which song are you singing again?" the little patrolman muttered.
"The newlyweds get on the sedan, and the living ones stay away." The man shouted again.
The three of us still didn't move.
The man seemed a little impatient. He actually took a few steps forward, raised his finger and pointed at me and said, "Newcomers, please get on the sedan."
He was indeed talking about me.
"Get in the sedan, get in the sedan, get in the sedan..." Those people wearing ancient government uniforms stared at me and shouted in unison.
After a moment, the person at the front rushed over and grabbed my arm: "Newlyweds, get on the sedan. Don't keep the Emperor of the Earth waiting."
"Fuck you." I raised my fist and punched him in the face.
The scene instantly became chaotic. Those people all surrounded me. One of them actually pulled out a sharp knife and stabbed me.
The speed was so fast that it was too late to hide. I stretched out my right hand and grabbed the tip of the knife.
Blood flowed down my palm, but I felt no pain.
I heard a squeaking sound, and the blood flowing from my hand turned into a large red blood mist, which spread towards these people in an instant.
The blood mist enveloped them, and they screamed in agony, falling to the ground, rotting, and disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
I looked at my bleeding right hand and felt a faint force bursting out from inside.
After a moment, there was a swipe, and the force visible to the naked eye rushed out from my hand, quickly wrapped me, Lu Ming and the little patrolman, lifted me up, and rose...
There was only a whoosh in my ears, followed by a burst of screams from the three of us. It was like riding a roller coaster. In the end, I only heard a thud, the power disappeared, and the three of us were thrown heavily to the ground.
The two of them had been knocked unconscious. I slowly raised my head with my last bit of consciousness and found that we were lying on the stairs of the fifth floor of the ghost building.
We are finally back.
From the past Shangyuan Village back to the current ghost building.