Mysterious resurgence

"Okay, now you can open your eyes."

Yang Jian's voice rang in his ears, and when Miao Xiaoshan opened his eyes again, he found that he was in the school's basketball gym.

The lights in the basketball hall have been turned on, and there is no one here except the two of them.

Miao Xiaoshan was already a little resistant to this weird change of position and appearing in an impossible place in a short period of time. Although she felt strange, she did not panic.

"It should be safe here, right?" Miao Xiaoshan asked.

Yang Jian rubbed his forehead and sat casually in an audience seat: "I don't know, if that thing starts killing people, no place in this city will be safe."

"Is it the oil painting in my dormitory?" Miao Xiaoshan sat down against Yang Jian, and then began to arrange the shoes that he had not put on before.

Yang Jian said: "That's just one of the oil paintings. It's a weird and terrifying curse. Wherever that thing appears, someone will be killed by ghosts. The source has not yet been determined. Many people have been having headaches about this matter recently. .”

"Is it dangerous? How does it compare with the ghosts who were in No. 7 Middle School at that time?" Miao Xiaoshan was silent for a moment before asking.

"It's the same for ordinary people, there's not much difference, but it's very different for me. When I was in No. 7 Middle School, I was able to rescue a few, but if I was targeted by this thing, maybe I would die too."

Yang Jian said: "Do you still remember what Zhou Zheng said during his lecture?"

Miao Xiaoshan nodded.

"The killing patterns of ghosts are very important. If you determine this, you can at least ensure that you can survive in front of ghosts. But the problem is that the killing patterns of ghosts can only be understood after contact with ghosts." At this point, Yang Jian said slightly He raised his head and looked at Miao Xiaoshan's cute and tense face.

"This process requires risking your life to try. Some people try wrongly and die inexplicably. Some people try correctly and survive by luck. But for most ordinary people, there is only one chance to try and make mistakes."

"No one is so lucky to discover the killing patterns of ghosts at once, so the best way is to stay away from such incidents. If you have experienced the incident in No. 7 Middle School, you should know that this is not the time to think about other people, but It’s just one extra life, if they don’t appreciate it, just leave them alone.”

"Otherwise, you will die too."

Miao Xiaoshan lowered his head slightly and said: "But they are my roommates, so they can't just die without saving them. Didn't you also save us when we were in No. 7 Middle School?"

"We can't save all the people."

Yang Jian said in a low voice: "There are more and more incidents like this, and more and more people are being killed. If you want to save everyone, then you can't save anyone, because you will die faster than them. Zhou Zheng is the best example. I don’t want to be the second Zhou Zheng. If I have to make a choice, why don’t I first ensure the safety of my relatives and friends around me?”

"Yang Jian, you are different from before." Miao Xiaoshan muttered.

"You are too kind. If I had the same idea as you, I would probably be dead a long time ago." Yang Jian said.

Miao Xiaoshan said: "Forget it, can we stop arguing? Since that painting is so dangerous, can you find a way to get everyone in the dormitory to leave? I don't want them to experience that kind of terrible thing. After all, there are supernatural incidents. It's too cruel for them. I beg you."

Seeing that Yang Jian still looked indifferent, she took Yang Jian's arm and looked pleading.

"You don't need to beg me, just say you need my help."

Yang Jian didn't say much but directly picked up the satellite positioning phone: "It's useless even if we talk about the evacuation of a dormitory building, we might be arrested as crazy."

"Here, only the headquarters has this capability."

Soon, the satellite positioning mobile phone was connected.

"Liu Xiaoyu, it's me." Yang Jian said.

"I heard it, what's the matter?" Liu Xiaoyu responded positively.

Yang Jian said: "I'm in the basketball court of the university now. There are ghost paintings in the female dormitory of this university. You'd better notify the school and ask them to evacuate everyone in the dormitory."

"How far has the situation developed now? Are there any casualties?" Liu Xiaoyu's words immediately sped up, appearing urgent.

"No one is dead yet, but if a ghost painting appears in a dormitory building, it will be a matter of time before someone dies," Yang Jian said.

Liu Xiaoyu immediately said: "I understand, is there no problem for you to handle it over there? A team of people will be sent here to assist you. No one has been sent here. Several people in charge have tasks on their shoulders. This time you Just do me a favor, okay?"

"Then you owe me a favor." Yang Jian said.

"Thank you." Liu Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's do this for now. Come to me in the basketball hall when people arrive." After Yang Jian finished speaking, he disconnected the communication.

Miao Xiaoshan noticed Yang Jian's cell phone, which was exactly the same as Zhou Zheng's cell phone. Only now did she understand what Yang Jian had been doing in the past six months and why there had been such a big change.

"Even if there are some things that you can't avoid, don't agree too readily, otherwise you will be taken for granted." Yang Jian put down his phone and said, "The moment I came here, I knew that things in this place would definitely fall into place. Come to my head, I don’t want to deal with that kind of stuff to be honest.”

"After all, I am also afraid of death. Who would want to deal with that ghost if possible? If you encounter a powerful ghost, you will have to kneel even if Jesus comes. Who can withstand this?"

He shook his head slightly.

It's just that from the day he became a ghost controller, he couldn't help himself. He couldn't stop, otherwise the evil ghost in his body would devour him until even the dregs were left.

"Yang Jian, I'm sorry."

At this moment.

In the dormitory bedroom where Miao Xiaoshan was previously.

With Zhang Xia missing, Miao Xiaoshan and Yang Jian leaving, and Liu Zi chasing after them, there are now only two roommates left in the dormitory.

One named Sun Yujia slept on the upper bunk of Miao Xiaoshan, and the other named Wang Yue slept on the opposite bed.

Although it was a bit late, the two of them were completely sleepless.

What happened in just ten minutes still made the two of them brood.

"Miao Xiaoshan's high school classmate named Yang Jian is so bad. You can tell at a glance that he is not a good person. It is definitely not good to take Miao Xiaoshan out so late. We must not let such a person come in and out of our dormitory at will in the future. He will never do anything good again. If you break in like this, I will report it." Wang Yue was a little angry, still thinking about the look Yang Jian gave him just now in his mind.

She had never seen that look on anyone.

It seemed to have touched her soul, leaving her still frightened even now.

It seemed like it was written in a novel, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Wang Yue, don't you find something strange?"

"What's weird?" Wang Yue said

Sun Yujia leaned out of the bed and said, "Of course it's that Yang Jian."

"Isn't he just a pretty guy? He's not handsome either. He looks like he's just pretending to be competitive all day long. This kind of person wants money but not money, and diplomas but not diplomas. Sooner or later he will suffer." Wang Yue said.

"The strange thing I'm talking about is not this, but how did Yang Jian come to school? And how did he appear outside our dormitory? Yang Jian should not have been in school when Miao Xiaoshan called just now, but since he put it down The time it took for Yang Jian to show up after the phone call was too short."

After thinking about it carefully, she found that there were too many unreasonable things in Yang Jian.

In fact, her reaction was much slower. Liu Zi had already noticed this before, so Liu Zi chose to believe Yang Jian's words and hurriedly chased her out and left the dormitory.

"What do you want to say?" Wang Yue was still angry and didn't think much about it.

Sun Yujia whispered: "It's just that the more I think about it, the more something is wrong. Moreover, Liu Zi was acting abnormal just now. After chasing him out in a hurry, he didn't come back. Do you think it's true that our dormitory is haunted?"

"It's time to go to bed, can't you tell ghost stories?" Wang Yue said, "I don't want to hear it. I'm very sleepy now and just want to sleep. Let them do whatever they like."

Sun Yujia didn't speak, and the bedroom became quiet again.

But a shadow has been buried in the two people's hearts, because no one has mentioned turning off the lights until now.

The lights in the bedroom are still bright.

However, the two of them couldn't fall asleep while lying on the bed. Instead, they became more and more energetic.

My mind was constantly thinking about what had just happened, what Miao Xiaoshan had said before, and the many unreasonable things that happened to Yang Jian.

About ten minutes later, Sun Yujia couldn't help but said: "When Miao Xiaoshan and Yang Jian were talking on the phone before, I heard that Yang Jian said on the phone that there was something wrong with the paintings in our dormitory, and asked Miao Xiaoshan to stay away from that place. The secondary painting, he should be talking about the oil painting that Zhang Xia brought back from the art museum."

Speaking of this, the more she thought about it, the more uneasy she became.

If what Yang Jian said was true, the oil painting in question was near his bed, less than four meters apart.

Sun Yujia hesitated for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage to secretly lift a corner of the quilt and peek out at Zhang Xia's bed, wanting to see if there was really something wrong with the oil painting.

But when her eyes fell on the lower bunk opposite, she found that the oil painting originally placed there was no longer there.

"Huh? Gone."

Sun Yujia was stunned for a moment, and then looked around in a slight panic.

She clearly remembered that the painting was placed there, and Yang Jian and Miao Xiaoshan didn't take it with them when they left just now, so the time was gone.

Weird and abnormal things accelerated her uneasiness.

soon.

Sun Yujia found the old oil painting.

He was still in the dormitory, but he was no longer in his previous position. Instead, he appeared strangely beside Wang Yue's bedside.

"Wang Yue." She screamed in fear subconsciously.

The string in his heart was completely broken. Sun Yujia now believed that there was something wrong with the oil painting in his bedroom.

The chapter "Roommate" in the previous chapter is 550. I wrote it wrong, but it does not affect reading.

But I don’t know why the chapter was blocked. You can just get used to it.