Chapter 139: Someone under the bed (4)

The college is not large. It is said that it is a junior fierce ghost college. There are only two dormitory buildings, a male ghost dormitory and a female ghost dormitory. There is also a barn behind it, which specializes in keeping some animal ghosts. The distribution is very reasonable.
Tang Cuo logically joined a patrol squad and became the captain, entering the dormitory to search.
According to the order issued by the security department, most of the ghost students spontaneously opened the closet for the patrol to check. A small number of them did not cooperate very much, and they could solve it with some effort.
Tang Cuo fooled them to open the closet, mainly to find the life box. It is Jiang He who hides the life box. He is so smart that Tang Cuo can't infer where he will hide the life box. He can only find it slowly.
In fact, I should ask if I would come in after crossing the river, but time is not allowed.
They first searched the male ghost dormitory, from the first floor up, a total of the fourth floor. The suicide ghost Li Haoshuai's dormitory is on the fourth floor. When Tang Cuo entered, his ghost friends were doing evil.
This is a rather strange picture.
He sat on the ground with his hair combed, his hair all touched the front to block his face, a ghost fire above his head, and a circle of white candles all around him, which made him ghastly. He closed his eyes, holding a bead made of skeletal bones in his hands, and the two sick and dead ghosts knelt in front of him, kowtowing. More interesting are hanging ghosts and drowning ghosts. The two stood behind as if they were humming second generals, waving white streamers, and writing four blood-colored characters-the social animal retreating.
Tang Cuo was speechless for a while.
The other members of the patrol team praised them again and again and praised them for their good rituals. The hair-ghost is unavoidably proud, and he opened his hair and said, "You can search for it, and you can't hinder our practice."
Tang Cuoben is a member of this dormitory, leave him alone, and open the cabinet to check. But unfortunately, there is nothing to gain here, but found the smelly socks hidden under the bed by the sick and dead ghosts, and the new kind of hanger rope for hanging dead ghosts, the kind of punk with rivets.
After searching again, Tangcuo found the photo of the ghost of "self" hidden in the bed.
"His, so handsome, you like our school flowers."
"The school flowers are so beautiful, brothers, we understand you."
"Isn't this the out-of-print photobook? Give me a look!"
"..."
In a crying wolf howling, Tang Cuo kept his face paralyzed, and didn't want to look at the colorful ghost in the photo more. It's not his family discipline, but it's really not in line with his aesthetic.
Tang Cuo was about to leave. It was at this moment that a scream came from the opposite female ghost dormitory. The call was extremely sharp, plunging straight into Tang Cuo's mind like a needle, and with a fingernail across the glass like a rhyme, which caused goose bumps on the arm.
The ghosts were surprised. Tang Cuo strode to the window and saw ghosts in the opposite dormitory building illuminated by ghost fire. Two ghosts were even scared to crawl out of the window and hang on the wall like a gecko.
"Go." Tang Cuo turned around and rushed to the opposite side. He went downstairs and happened to collide with another patrol.
The two sides made a face-to-face meeting, didn't talk much, rushed to the third floor together, and found all the ghosts gathered in front of a dormitory. The door of the dormitory was knocked open, and seven female ghosts fell to the ground, exactly like the head of the security guard. His limbs were twisted, his face was peaceful, and a peach blossom was inserted in his chest.
On the slender flower branch, there is only one pink and tender flower, which is cute and lovely.
"There are also traces under the bed and under the bed!" After the news that the murderer was hiding under the bed spread, there were already bold ghosts to check it out. Seeing the patrol came, they hurriedly spoke.
The rest of the ghosts also talked about the situation, "Scream suddenly came from just now. We heard the ghost inside asking for help, but the door could not be opened at all!"
"That's terrible. I can only hear the sound inside but I can't see anyone. When we finally knocked the door open, there was a dead inside!"
"I must have a nightmare today!"
Tang Cuo frowned.
There are ghosts here, and it is a dormitory building where many ghosts gather. It is too difficult for a large living person to hide here, and he has to escape without a trace after committing a crime.
But the copy of Yongye Night City is very strange, and Tang Cuo can't figure it out for a while. This is the setting of this copy, or is it the part that needs reasoning.
If it is set, then there is no need to consider how the murderer hides and disappears, but if it is not set, is there any mystery under the bed?
Tang Cuo didn't know if he was on the blacklist and had entered the city with a negative score. The copy of Yongye City was always not very friendly to him. He asked Chi Yan, the copy he encountered was not so ugly, and the rules of the connection pass were not clear to you, which made people irritable.
"You are all ghosts and can't pass through the wall?" he asked suddenly.
"What the are you talking about?" The patrol leader gave him a strange look and said, "Here is the hell, the wall of the is not wearable, and it is not the kind of garbage cement wall in the sun, which is more scum than tofu."
"Oh." Tang Cuo nodded calmly and asked again: "Eight beds, seven dead, and one more?"
"I, I am here." A petite female ghost hugged her head out of the ghost group, and looked at Tang Cuo tremblingly, said, "I went to the laundry room just now. ."
Fine.
Tang Cuo now accepts the daily life of the ghosts of the new era well. He has checked the room and put away the peach branches.
There are seven peach blossom branches, plus the original one from Tangcuo, there are eight. The combined lethality of the eight roots is a bit big for Tang Cuo, even if wrapped in layers, it can still burn Tang Cuo's palm.
But Tangcuo didn't want to let go, because his instinct told him that this peach branch must be strange.
Thinking about it, he turned his head to look out the window. "Meng Gui College" was awe-inspiring.
Downstairs suddenly ran across a patrol, attracting Tang Cuo's eyes. They ran in a hurry and looked anxiously, looking at the direction they should go to the office building.
"What are they doing in a hurry?" Tang Coo asked in a puzzled way.
The patrol leader came over and glanced, quickly shouting: "Hey! What happened! Are there ghosts on your side?"
One of the ghosts stopped and replied loudly: "No, the flowers are blooming! The flowers in the garden are blooming!"
After the speech, the ghost left in a hurry.
The patrol leader scratched his head, not knowing what he was talking about for a while, and turned around, but Tang Tang suddenly looked straight and asked, "Where is the garden?"
The captain of the patrol pointed in a direction, and Tangcuo immediately chased it-he jumped directly from the third floor.
"It's so handsome!!!" The patrol leader exclaimed on the window sill. It was unclear whether he was calling Tang Cuo's name or exaggerating him. Because the road downstairs happened to be in the middle of the male and female dormitory buildings, such a big movement attracted all the female ghosts and male ghosts to look out.
I saw the night wind roaring, blowing the ghost fire on both sides of the road gently. The vigorous figure is like a cheetah, jumping from the third floor, hunting in clothes and landing on the ground.
The male ghosts and female ghosts exclaimed. Only Tangcuo, who stirred the ghost fire, was as cold as usual, and his heart was like iron.
He ran fast, not because the scenes exclaimed by the ghosts were too terrible, but because Peach Blossom Branch could not stay on his body for a long time. In the direction pointed by the patrol leader, he quickly found the small garden on the corner of the campus.
The garden is easy to find, because this is a converted cemetery, and it is more spooky than any other place. In the middle of the garden, there is a peach tree.
The peach tree is about three meters tall and not large. The branches are covered with buds, and a few flowers are blooming. The pink petals emit a faint fluorescence in the dark, making the entire peach tree seem to be covered with a layer of light yarn clothes.
Looking up, the moon here is bloody.
One, two, three, four... seven, eight, there are exactly eight peach blossoms on the tree.
Tang Cuo looked at the eight peach branches in his hand and couldn't help but wonder if there was any connection between the two. The person on the patrol said just now that the flowers are blooming, which shows that the flowers were not blooming.
With a little thought, Tang Cuo summoned the sword of adjudication and tried to cut off the flowering branches of the tree. But the fluorescence emitted from the peach tree seemed to be a protective film, and the sword of arbitration was chopped up as if it were chopped on any metal, making a "ding" with a crisp sound.
Can't move at all.
Just then, another flower bloomed.
Tang Cuo was instantly alert, frowning at the flower, and a familiar scream came from behind. The voice was still heard from the dormitory building, but Tang Cuo didn't look back.
There are ninety-nine flowers on the tree, and now nine have bloomed.
Is this copy asking him to catch the murderer before the ninety-nine flowers are all open? Similar to the countdown? Tang Cuo walked around the tree again and found no other clues.
The other ghosts of the patrol came too late, and they were all surprised to see the peach trees. Apparently they had never seen this thing.
The patrol leader glanced at the sky, and his face was embarrassed. "It's almost time to meet the yin and yang junctions. As usual, classes have already ended, and we should go back to the dormitory to rest."
Tang Cuo: "Must go back to rest?"
The patrol leader: "Of course, don't living people have to rest? Although there is no sun in the underworld, the yang in the daytime is still too heavy and will burn us."
Then this should be set by the system.
But if everyone goes back to rest and a day passes, how many flowers will bloom on this peach tree? Tang Cuoluo thought about it, without expressing doubt, and said, "I just died again, right? Is there anything special about these dead ghosts?"
The patrol leader: "A special place?"
Tangcuo: "For example, the character "birthday."
A copy, even if the most basic customs clearance conditions are not given, still have to follow the basic customs clearance law. If it is an indiscriminate killing of ghosts, the murderer will come without a shadow, and there will be 99 places. Killing is a daytime thing, and there is no solution at all.
The more metaphysical, the more superstitious, the more ceremonial. The sense of ritual represents the law.
As long as you master the law, and then replace yourself with one part of this law, Tangcuo can directly confront the murderer and seek opportunities for direct customs clearance.
Of course, before that, he had to find the life box.
Tang Cuo turned to look at the signboard of "Meng Gui College" again. It was strange, as if he could see the sign from the same angle no matter where he stood.
Big and bright.