Maybe I couldn't hear it clearly in the live broadcast room, but Kitakawaji, who had strengthened his body many times, clearly heard the sound of the wheel shaft rotating.

It was just that the old sound of classroom doors was covered a lot, making it impossible for ordinary people to distinguish.

"I plan to explore this layer separately, Brother Kitakawa, you follow me."

"I'm fine alone." Kitagawaji said calmly.

Since he learned that there seemed to be a resentful spirit here, Kitagawa Temple was not in a hurry to leave. After saying this, he went to the walkway on the left alone.

This is really a fierce man.

Tanaka Takashi was speechless.

If you want to change to other fans, you probably want to bind them in soul bondage.

What about Kitakawaji?

He acted neatly and looked at his expressionless look, which also gave Tanaka Takashi and Yamaguchi Hidesuke a subtle feeling of being disliked.

"Okay, let's explore quickly, too." Eisuke Yamaguchi took out a bottle of mineral water from his backpack and threw it to Takashi Tanaka.

He debugged the machine before lowering his voice, rubbed his hands and continued:

"I always feel that this place is a bit weird, unlike when I come during the day, as if something is really staring at us."

"Haha, have you been infected by that weird Kitagawa? It's an illusion that something really stares at us. We have been to those famous spiritual attractions. Isn't it okay? Don't scare yourself." Tanaka Takashi laughed and touched the left with mineral water.

Seeing this, Yamaguchi Hidesuke couldn't help but shake his head, feeling that he was indeed suspicious and followed.

The Xucha activity building fell into silence again, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the aisle, gradually moving away

Hum!!!

The dust shook down.

Kitakawaji covered his mouth and nose with one hand and pulled open the last sliding door expressionlessly.

"It seems that most of the club classrooms were empty at that time." Kitagawaji glanced at the general classroom, feeling quite regretful.

In addition to the severe dust accumulation and spider webs falling on the ceiling, this classroom generally maintains its appearance ten years ago.

Because no one has cleaned it for a long time, dark and blue mold spots fell on the wall.

When he was illuminated by his flashlight, he looked like a strange and distorted strange face.

"Hmm?" Kitakagiji raised his eyebrows and moved the flashlight down.

He saw a man wearing a white shirt with a hideous face squatting in the corner of the wall! His eyes were staring at him with no white eyes!

This scene is enough to make people feel trembling, but it brings more novelty to Kitagawa Temple.

The other party was obviously not a human, but Kitagawa Temple did not sense the spiritual breath from him.

Kitakawaji walked over without hesitation, subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch it

Wow

Like a breeze blowing by, the pale-skinned man disappeared, leaving only a yellowed and bloody note on the ground.

System prompts: You find a new weird "afterimage" afterimage, which is the shadow formed by the strong longing in life, and is not aggressive to people. According to the degree of afterimage longing, it can be seen by ordinary people and invisible.

The system did not hesitate to the prompt this time. Not only did it give a weird name, but it also gave a specific explanation about the weirdness.

In other words, this kind of longing left in life is not aggressive.

The ghosts found abroad or in China are mostly such "collections of longing for life", so there have been so many people who have discovered ghosts but no accidents in ancient times.

Beichuan Temple walked forward, picked up the blood-stained yellow paper, and looked at it carefully.

The handwriting on it is not clear, but Kitakawaji can vaguely see that the person who wrote this line was the one who found yellow paper on the first floor just now.

I saw the yellow note saying:

Nakajima was crazy! It was just a little conflict, and he actually killed Oda with a fire axe! He had so much blood! So much blood! Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it,

If I hadn't come to the activity building to check in advance, I might have been beaten by that guy.

The following handwriting is hard to see clearly because of the blood.

Kitakawaji frowned.

From this piece of paper, it can be seen that the man named Nakajima should have had a conflict with the people within the group, and then took out the fire axe that he found there and hacked the person to death. The author of the diary also subconsciously escaped to the Activity Building.

"There should be a resentful spirit in the middle."

After all, no matter how big the conflict is, most people will not think about moving the fire axe.

Nakajima's tyrannical behavior was obviously guided by the vengeful spirits.

"Then the pale-skinned young man just now is the diary author?" Kitakagiji picked up the paper, looked over and over again, and finally shook his head and took the paper back into his arms.

These can be used to enrich the page of his "Urban Supernatural Talk" homepage, and of course he will not let it go.

"It's a pity that I didn't take a photo just now, otherwise a complete photo of the 'spirit' on the front would come out." Kitagawaji was a little regretful.

But it's okay. Xucha's high school has a rich background and should be able to find a "spirit" that satisfies him. There will be no problem with taking photos at that time.

He closed the door again, then took out the pitiful Nishikojo who had been scratching his face, placed it on his shoulder, and ordered:

"Hurry up."

Nishikoji's pitiful little head became a little bit, and then he became soft again, and his whole body was stuck on Kitagawaji's shoulders.

It is also necessary to let your child get more breathable and move his body. It is not good to wrap it in a scarf all the time.

Kitakawaji thought to himself, but he had already arrived at the stairs on the leftmost stairs on the second floor.

From here you can see the half-collapse of rubble at the stairs on the first floor.

Kitakawaji rubbed his temples and looked at the top of his head again.

The road on the left was not blocked this time. The only thing that was the flashlight of Kitakawaji Temple at the dark corridor was the light of the flashlight, which looked particularly strange.

He went back to each club classroom and explored for a while, and then he slowly went to meet with Tanaka Takashi and Yamaguchi Hidesuke on the other side.

"Brother Kitagawa, have you noticed anything?" Tanaka Takashi's eyes lit up when he saw Kitagawa and waved at him.

"No." Compared to Tanaka Takashi's enthusiasm, Kitagawaji answered with a tough attitude.

But Tanaka was not angry at his expression. He proudly took out a doll tied up strangely:

"Look! This is what Yingsuke and I discovered in the classroom on the other side. No matter how you think of this kind of doll, it should be a doll for cursing? It should be Kitagawa, a student from Sucha High School, what is on your shoulder?"

The more Takushi Tanaka said, the less the voice was, and in the end he was attracted by something small on Kitagawaji's shoulder.

That was a little tutu.

He was covered with hideous patches like scars on his body, and his expression on his face was strange, as if he was laughing, and as if he was crying.

Under the eyes of Takushi Tanaka, the doll's strange eyes turned suddenly.
Chapter completed!