Chapter 8: 008

The white paper on the table is their temporary handwritten characters.
Including Arabic numerals, as well as dynasties and other characters that can be written, the most important of course is male and female and whether.
The three men held the red painted pencil with their hands crossed.
This time it went smoothly.
Four people stared at the paper nervously. One of them was Oriole. She was most passionate about this game, and this time she proposed it.
The other two people, Du Li and Su Xue, didn't have much to do. They happened to have heard about this game. They didn't believe it in their hearts to find excitement and play.
Du Li yawned, "It seems that this game is fake..."
Before she finished speaking, the pen in her hand suddenly moved, and the hands of three people suddenly drew a circle.
"It...it..." Su Xue stammered.
Su Qingqing immediately screamed in fright.
The oriole became agitated and angered at her: "Pen fairy is here, don't bark!"
She trembled and couldn't restrain her feelings, and asked in a vague way: "Bi Xian Bi Xian, did my internship pass this time?"
From the internship arranged by the school to finding a job after graduation, she had changed several copies and resigned within a long time.
The bright red pen did not move.
Du Li couldn't help but said, "I just made sure who of you used the pen and what pen fairy, I think it's fake."
She was about to take out her hand, but at this moment the pen suddenly moved at a strange speed, very slowly, walking on her heart like a sound.
The pen drew a circle on "Yes".
The oriole immediately laughed out loud: "Hahahaha..."
She accidentally got too excited, and she took her hand away from the pen, suddenly showing a gap, and the pen suddenly fell to the ground.
All four of them felt their necks chill.
It looks like someone is blowing a cold wind.
Originally, everyone just wanted to leave a stimulating memory in college life. Who knew this would be the case now.
It is a fact that the pen just moved by itself, no one dares to deny it.
Du Li swallowed, pinching her trembling legs, and said to her mouth: "What kind of pen fairy, pretending to be a ghost, I will go to bed first. I have to get up early tomorrow and go home."
Su Xue quickly followed her and climbed onto the bed.
Su Qingqing was initially courageous. Seeing that both of them had gone to bed, how could she dare to stay underneath and climbed onto the upper bunk under the wind.
He didn't even worry about not washing his face.
In the blink of an eye, only the oriole was left under the bedroom.
The Oriole's heart beats faster now, almost jumping out of its chest.
She has always felt that there is everything in this world, and she has always wanted to experience this, but seeing the magic happen with her own eyes, the whole person has to jump up.
Seeing that several other people were in bed, the oriole curled his lips.
All of them are so courageous, and they are still playing with pen fairy, even this unhorrible person is scared like this.
The candle went out suddenly.
The bedroom was completely dark.
The Oriole cried out: "Su Qingqing, did you fail to close the window just now? It's really useless."
She raised her foot to touch the darkness and went to the window. Anyway, the dormitory structure was familiar to her for four years.
In the summer, Su Qingqing was stunned by the quilt and her head.
She remembered clearly that she closed the window and closed the curtains, and even if there was only one hole left, how could the wind be so strong that the candles so far would be blown out?
The dormitory was so quiet that there were only the footsteps of the oriole and the sound of murmurs.
Within a few seconds, the dormitory suddenly became quiet again.
I don't know how long it took, Su Qingqing finally couldn't help but speak: "Olivia? Are you still down there?"
No one responded to her.
Su Qingqing was horrified: "Du Li? Su Xue?"
As soon as she finished shouting, her curtain was pulled aside, the oriole raised the flashlight and pointed it at her chin, standing on the chair, lying next to her bed.
"what--"
Oriole rolls his eyes: "Su Qingqing, you are really timid and boring. You are so scared at this point."
Su Qingqing hid under the quilt and shivered.
The lips have turned white, dripping with cold sweat.
Did she make a mistake just now? Why is there a red fuzzy figure behind the oriole suddenly... She must be mistaken.
Suddenly there was footsteps outside the door, getting closer and closer to their dormitory.
The sound of footsteps stopped outside the door.
The knock on the door suddenly sounded again.
Su Qingqing's heart suddenly jumped. Who would knock on the door in the middle of the night, she immediately thought of the ghost stories she had read on the Internet before, and her breathing increased immediately.
The door was opened, and the oriole asked: "Who?"
"Who was calling just now?" It was auntie in charge.
They live on the first floor, and the dormitory aunt is not far from them, and the soundproofing of the old dormitory building is very poor, and it is normal to hear it.
The oriole blocked her sight, "I saw a cockroach just now, my roommate was timid."
The auntie, the supervisor, didn't have any doubts. After a few words, she left the door and disappeared into the corridor.
Su Qingqing thought it was over.
But the next few days completely plunged her into fear.
...
"So, what was the red shadow you saw?"
Ning Meng asked aloud, "Female ghost in red?"
She is a grandmother, but Su Qingqing feels less fearful. She shook her head and said, "I don't know..."
She was startled by the oriole at the time, she didn't dare to look at all, let alone see clearly, only to see a blur, and she never saw it later.
Shi Shanjin knocked on the table: "Continue."
Su Qingqing squeezed Su Jianhua's hand, trembling uncontrollably, and her voice trembling: "Later...I was called back by the school when I went back to school. Oriole... She died in the dormitory bathroom..."
When she went, the police had taken the body away, but there were chalk signs on the ground and blood splashed on the wall, a little bit.
The white tiles are full of red spots, making the scalp numb.
It didn't take long for her to see the photo from the police, and the oriole died miserably.
Their independent bathroom is very small, more than two square meters, very narrow, divided into a sink and a bathing compartment.
The oriole died in the compartment.
With a square cubicle, her limbs were twisted, her joints shifted, her neck seemed to be broken, and her head tilted to one side. In the photos she took, she looked like a robot used by a clown.
What made her even more frightened was a smile on her face.
Very happy smile.
Su Qingqing panicked.
However, the answer given by the police was that the oriole died in an accident, because there was no trace of anyone else on the scene, and her wound was caused by the wire used to tie her clothes.
The wire cut her neck directly.
Ning Meng listened for a long time, only to feel chilly.
It must be the ghost of the pen fairy, they didn't send the pen fairy at all, not to mention the various situations in the middle.
Shi Shan took out a photo and put it in front of Ning Meng, "This is it."
Ning Meng took it and leaned in front of her to take a closer look, almost throwing it out without fright.
But in order to maintain the majesty of the old lady at the time, she held the photo blankly, but fortunately she couldn't see clearly now.
She tilted her head and asked in a low voice, "Seventeen, what do you think?"
Shi Qi was in a trance. Unexpectedly, grandma would ask him, but she shook her head after a long while.
Ning Meng touched his head. As long as he opened his yin and yang eyes, the plus version was definitely different from the version like hers.
Su Qingqing continued: "Du Li died the day after the oriole died. It was also in the school, but in the large classroom of the teaching building."
She still can't help trembling when she thinks of the scene.
"Du Li...she died on the podium...was hung on it." Su Qingqing covered her mouth, "using the rope above the classroom."
The study room was used to dress up. Banners and balloon ribbons were hung up for the graduation carnival, but the business never took off.
The cleaner opened the door of the classroom the next day and saw Du Li being hung in the middle of the blackboard, wearing her favorite long skirt.
Ning Meng shivered.
Shi Qi asked: "Are you cold, grandma?"
Ning Meng's noodles didn't change color: "I'm old, I just got cramps again."
Hearing this, Shi Qi immediately squatted down and kneaded her legs.
"Oh, where to find such a good grandson." Ning Meng complained to the system: "The old lady didn't know good fortune when she was in Fu."
The system ignored her.
Shi Shanjin glanced at Shi Qi, did not speak, and put Du Li's photo in front of Ning Meng again.
She took it, and compared with the blood of the yellow oriole in front, she didn't come up and choked in one breath. Fortunately, she watched and handed her water.
The photos are far more terrifying than Su Qingqing described.
The whole scene is a horror movie.
She was still staring at the photo, and Su Qingqing over there was already under Shi Shanjin's eyes and started talking about the third dead Su Xue.
Shi Qi's eyes flickered, sitting on the side, seemingly trance, but listening carefully.
"Su Xue... died in front of my eyes!" Su Qingqing suddenly panicked.
Because of this, she knew that none of this was man-made, nor was it an accidental death as judged by the police.
Her relationship with Su Xue is the best in the dormitory because of the same family name.
That day they met to go to the school dormitory to get things together, and then when they left Su Xue suddenly said that they were going to the infirmary.
The infirmary is in a quiet building behind the school.
Recently, because of holidays, there are not many people in the school and almost no one in the infirmary. She waited where she was at first, but after a long time she walked over without seeing anyone coming out.
The door of the infirmary was locked from inside, Su Qingqing didn't open it, and finally found that the window over there was open, so he was going to see it.
With this look, she lost half of her life.