"On June 2, at the No. 2 High School in Nanjiang City, Yunnan Province, three girls played the Dianxian game in the classroom at 10 o'clock after evening self-study. A died on the spot, and all the two died the next day after returning home. Before his death, the family of deceased B received a call from his daughter. He claimed that there were people in the family... I don't know who it was, the door was not opened, and the windows were not opened. After checking all the doors and windows, no one was there, but she could clearly hear the breathing sounds coming from behind her."

"Two hours before the deceased C died, Father C received a call from his daughter, saying that there was someone at home. She was doing homework in front of the windowsill, and always felt someone watching her outside the window. She just kept motionless and looked at her silently. However, her home was on the sixth floor. Three hours after the call, C died of extreme horror on his desk."

Rows of words are printed into a pair of clear eyes, and the owner of the eyes has a good face. The facial lines are smooth, the youthful atmosphere is full of the face, and the two thick eyebrows like swords do not look too sharp. The hair is a straight hairstyle for ordinary students, with a bit long bangs. The height is about 1.75 meters.

With the book standing on the desk, he looked over the news on his mobile phone with a bright look, and his slender fingers slashed across the screen of the mobile phone without raising his head.

"On July 8, Class 2, 3rd Class of Paulownia High School in Ganzhou Province suddenly had a power outage for three minutes. No place in the community was tripped, and after testing, there was no problem with the local power grid. Just within three minutes of the end of evening self-study, nine students died with laughter."

“June 12…”

"Brush..." Before I finished reading it, my phone was snatched away. Qin Ye raised his head slightly, and all the scenery around him came into view.

Qingxi Middle School in Qingxi County, Xiajiang City, Xichuan Province, is the only high school in the county. In the classroom with bright windows and clean windows, opposite is a blackboard full of things. The slogan "There is 365 days before the college entrance examination" is posted on the blackboard. The big words "Study hard and the upward every day" are extremely eye-catching.

The tables in the classroom were a little old. The old yellow paint slightly raised some skin, revealing the dark brown wood below.

It is five o'clock in the afternoon, and the last class is over. There are not many people in Class 3-2. Only he and Jailang sat on the table on his right, two tall and tall classmates.

The hair on the left is a hairy face, the school uniform is wide open, revealing the cheap silver-plated chain inside, which is a bit faded. The clothes on the right are high-end, but they look pretty, but they pretend to be cruel and sneer, making the corners of their mouths look like two crooked seedlings.

Qin Ye's heart skipped a beat.

Zhang Yilong and Wang Chenghao, two famous little gangsters in the class. They fight and smoke and tease girls in their fights and do everything. They never go against the rivers and waters with them. They can hide as far as they can. Unexpectedly, they were fascinated by looking at their phones just now, but they didn't even go with their classmates.

I don’t know how many people in any school or class are like him, who are disagreeable with nothing in the class, and dare not speak out against their own little gangsters. Campus violence is always a shady curtain in the education industry.

"Crack..." The cheap plastic lighter lit a cheap red river. The pungent smell of smoke made Qin Ye frown slightly and stretch quickly. Zhang Yilong pretended to be mature and took a breath, and thought he was very singularly, spitting out the blue smoke, looking at the phone in his hand and sneered: "Are you stupid?"

"Die Xian... Nine female students died tragically... Tsk tsk tsk tsk, who believes that who is so stupid? Now this kind of news can also make the headlines today? Are these editors doing nothing? "

"I heard that you sell wreaths at home?" Zhang Yilong looked at Qin Ye with his eyes slanted. Qin Ye pursed his lips gently: "I'll give it back to me with my phone."

"Damn..." "Give it back to him." Before Zhang Yilong finished speaking, Wang Chenghao sat on the table with a big golden sword, stepped on the chair with one foot, and looked at Qin Ye with a brow raised: "This kid has a bit of a temper. Do you think he is like the fat man in the class? Can't he let go of a silly fart?"

"Fuck!" Zhang Yilong vomited a mouthful of smoke on Qin Ye, snorted and turned his head. His mobile phone drew a parabola. Qin Ye grabbed it casually and landed it in his hand.

"Is there something wrong?" Qin Ye put his phone into his pocket and suppressed the tension in his heart.

"It's okay...it's nothing." Wang Chenghao stared at Qin Ye for a few seconds, jumped down with a smile, and hugged Qin Ye's neck: "You little face, there's no big deal. But today... Zhang Yilong and I are cleaning. It just so happens that my brother will have something to do later. Look...why are you going to be able to do it?"

Qin Ye's eyes moved slightly and he looked at the classroom. Sure enough, it was messy and the blackboard was not wiped.

"What are you doing?" He spoke carefully: "The school has regulations that you must leave the school before six o'clock. It will be played repeatedly three days ago, once every half an hour. If you don't leave, you will be dropped out of school. I don't have time."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Chenghao's hands suddenly tightened and his voice became low: "Hmm?"

Qin Ye didn't dare to continue talking.

Wang Chenghao turned his head and took a sip of cigarettes, spitting it on Qin Ye's face. Qin Ye coughed several times. Wang Chenghao said in a gloomy voice: "What do you mean? Please help me, can't you please contact me?"

"Six o'clock..."

Before he finished speaking, the hand on his neck suddenly exerted force, making Qin Ye's face turn white, and he forced himself to hold it down. Zhang Yilong had already walked over with a broom and threw it into his arms, his voice octaves higher: "Sweep!"

The voice echoed in the empty classroom. Qin Ye gritted his teeth, broke away from the other party's arm, and said angrily: "I... sweep. But you have to help, otherwise I can't finish sweeping before six o'clock."

"Are you stupid?" Wang Chenghao spit out a cigarette butt and crushed it hard: "It's six o'clock when it's six o'clock? What's wrong with not leaving at six o'clock? Just let you go, are you stupid?"

"Don't be shameless! Let you sweep and look down on you! Scan and don't be there! Scan and sweep!!"

Qin Ye took a deep breath, bit his lips and said, "Don't you find it strange?"

"Since last week, there have been many supernatural events in the news. This kind of thing was completely banned by the country before! Moreover, the Ministry of Education has been following this week, and the class must end at 4:30. In the past, it was over at 5:30! I had to go home before 6:00, and I had to go home without going home, and I had to be together!"

"There are also the school's radio broadcasts, which are played every day. Do you think the school is joking?"

Suddenly quiet.

Zhang Yilong and Wang Chenghao looked at Qin Ye like a ghost, and after a few seconds, they burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha! Hahaha!!" "I'm so laughing!"

"What era is it? I still have fools who believe this?" "Fuck... I can't do it... I really can't do it! I'm so funny!" "The school's rules are actually stuck on the headlines of the headlines like Toutiao, and I'm so funny! My mind-blowing!"

The two of them smiled like toads, gasping on the table. Qin Ye looked at the two of them expressionlessly and spoke deeply: "Today is the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month."

"What, what does it mean?" Wang Chenghao said, wiping tears of laughter.

Qin Ye shook his head and spoke with a solemn expression: "In the middle of July, ghosts run around, ghost gates open, and hundreds of ghosts walk at night. It is also the Yulan Festival, one of the three major ghost festivals."

"Hahahahahahahahahaha!" "Yulan Festival, hahahahaha! I almost forgot this name! I am worthy of being the one who has a wreath shop at home!" "Hahaha, Brother Wang, that's not called a wreath shop, that's funeral! You know what's wrong... I can't do it anymore, I'm so laughing to death! Hahahaha!"

Qin Ye sighed with a wry smile.

Whether others believe it or not, his family does this, and it would rather believe it or not to believe it or not. But now?

How many people believe this?

I silently picked up the blackboard and wiped it. Wang Chenghao and Zhang Yilong sat on the table with a smile, without any intention of reaching out. Instead, they lit a cigarette, lowered their voices and laughed and discussed his words and deeds just now. You could vaguely hear the words and deeds of "Idiots", "I look like a ghost..." and other sentences floating around.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Qin Ye didn't expect these two people to reach out, and he was so busy that he was sweating profusely. As graduation approached, not only were the blackboards densely packed, but there were also quite a lot of calculation papers on the ground, and there were also bad pencils, erasers, etc.... It was simply a lot.

"Huh..." I don't know how long it took, but when he stretched his back, Zhang Yilong's impatient voice had already come: "Can you do it? How long will it take? Is it so troublesome to sweep the floor, can you do it?"

Before he finished speaking, suddenly, the school radio rang without warning.

"Dear students, it's six o'clock again on the day. The school once again solemnly reminds the students that they should leave the campus within 20 minutes. This is the deadline. If they violate it, they will be punished for withdrawal. The school will not be responsible for any consequences."

Qin Ye stood up and his voice resounded throughout the empty campus. Wang Chenghao and Zhang Yilong remained indifferent.

"If you are still on campus, please leave the school no matter what. Please do not walk in a room with lots of glass or not open for a long time. Do not get close to the old teaching building. These places are under construction, please pay attention to safety."

"All duty personnel are required to allocate five people in a group. Our school will ensure that there is no power outage all night until 5 a.m. tomorrow. This notice will start immediately, and all on-duty personnel will be evacuated outside the school area. There is no need to inspect at night."

What they don’t know is that the same broadcast was played in 23 provinces, 661 cities, 1,636 counties, and 41,636 townships across China.

At this moment, there are more than one billion people across the country, except for places where there is no electricity, taxi cars, subways, TVs and radio channels at home, and even popular stars give in. For five minutes, the same broadcast was played.

"People in the city should pay attention... try not to go out after 6:30, please do well in-house protection..." "People in the county should pay attention. Please find the place to stay before 6:30. Party A should be sure to confirm the other party's ID card after 6:30. After 6:30, please do not be alone in one room. At least three people are in a group..." "Please pay attention to the whole village..."

For no reason, Qin Ye shivered all over.

I don't know why... just after the radio rang, he felt... the surroundings became cold.

It was a very strange atmosphere, not the coldness of the air, but the coldness. It was like a maggot in the tarsal bone. Someone touched his neck and exuded the long-dead cold air, making his hair stand on.

"Let's go!!" Without saying a word, he grabbed his schoolbag and rushed out of the door.

However, the backpack was caught by something.
Chapter completed!