fox lure

Chapter 127 Photos
"You'd better hope that I live a few more days," I pursed my lips and went down the mountain with my schoolbag on my back.

When she first arrived at the foot of the mountain, she saw Aunt Cen sitting in a wheelchair at the foot of the mountain. She really didn't seem to have slept, and the wheelchair couldn't go up the mountain. She was a little anxious.

I am alive, it really makes their family sleepless, it is only 6 o'clock in the morning, and they probably haven't slept all night.

"Little dead girl, where's Chunhong?" Aunt Cen yelled at me like crazy.

I didn't speak, and walked towards school with my schoolbag on my back.

Today Ma Nan is very pitiful, sitting alone on the seat, with a black veil on her arm, which is used to mourn her mother.

Xue Sanbiao said that Ma Nan was a "lone star", but he didn't know what he meant.

Could it be that he was lonely all his life?Unaccompanied?

What is the difference between that and five disadvantages and three deficiencies?

After I sat down, I felt a little sleepy, and my expression was in a trance. The smell on my body was not smelled by anyone because the clothes were too thick.

After a while, Aunt Cen came to see Cen Chunhong off. Cen Chunhong looked at me furtively, sat down in her seat, and touched her schoolbag.

Aunt Cen glared at me at the door, and within a few minutes after she left, the school broadcast loudspeaker sounded: "Jiang Long, Class 2, the guard is looking for you."

Who is so solemn?He also called me on the school broadcast loudspeaker.

I got up, put on my hat, and ran from the playground to the school gatekeeper.

The uncle who was scolded by Cen Chunsheng as 'old chicken daddy' last time also knew me, and smiled, "Little Jianglong is here."

"Hey, grandpa, who is looking for me?" I asked the old man with a smile, and he was the only guard.

I didn't see anyone else.

"It's a woman, she said I have something for you." The old man bent down and took out a cardboard box from under his bed, and handed it to me.

"What kind of woman?" I weighed the box, it wasn't too heavy.

"It's just a girl in her 20s with a good smile. A big girl." The old man's teeth were burnt yellow, and he was smoked.

"Oh." I nodded, a box given to me by a big girl, what big girl?
I opened the box, and there was only one photo inside, which was strange.

The photo shows a coffin in a room with candles around it.

Below the photo is a line of numbers, 11.17.
what is this?
I turned the photo over and saw a symbol drawn with blood on the back of the photo.

Before I could see clearly what the talisman was, the photo suddenly ignited without fire.

"Oh my god!" The old man was so timid that he almost had a heart attack. "What's wrong?"

I frowned, who on earth gave me this photo?What does it mean to shoot a coffin?
Feeling baffled, I turned around and pushed the door open to go out from the guard. When I looked up, it turned out that it wasn't snowing today.

Suddenly the outside became white, the snow was blown up by the wind, and the sky and the ground were all white.

Like a white sandstorm.

This is called "big smoke bubble" in the Northeast. The snow in the Northeast will not melt, and it will turn into white ice and snow slag after a long time on the ground.

Just like the shape of fine grains of salt.

When the wind is too strong, these small grains of ice and snow will be blown up, filling the sky, billowing with wind and smoke.

I squinted my eyes, the wind was blowing wildly outside the guard, and the whole school could not be seen clearly, it was a vast expanse of whiteness.

The whiteness was very dazzling, and the old gatekeeper shrank his neck in fright, "Why did you blow the big smoke all of a sudden?"

How would I know?I'm still wondering, who showed me that picture and what's the point?
As I recalled in my mind, the photo showed a room, which was very dark, with a coffin surrounded by burning candles.

Because there was suddenly too much wind outside this room, and I couldn't go out from the doorman for a while because of the heavy smoke. Even if I heard the sound of the class bell, I couldn't go to the classroom.

The strong wind blows the guard room with snow particles and ice slag, and the wind is getting stronger and stronger, so that the doors and windows are blown down.

It was like an avalanche.

A little panic.

Outside the window, I don't know if the snow has sealed the window, or the snow wind and smoke are too strong, so I really can't see the scenery clearly.

In short, a large area is all white, and the white is dazzling.

I squinted to see what was in the white, or any outline of the school.

As a result, nothing came of it.

"I haven't seen such a big smoke bubble in many years." After the whiteness outside lasted for 5 minutes, the doorman was so frightened that he lit a cigarette to calm himself down, "The last time was 30 years ago."

As he finished speaking, I suddenly felt the glaring whiteness outside suddenly darken.

White gradually turned gray, and then, it was dark...

It's 8 o'clock in the morning, and it's getting dark?
"Grandpa, look outside, is it dark?" I turned around and asked the old man puzzled.

I wondered if something was going to happen, another hallucination created by sneakiness.

The old man nodded, quite frightened, "Oh my god, it's so dark."

He also saw that it was getting dark, which meant that it was not something I personally could see.

I clenched my fists, feeling that something was wrong. After a few minutes, although it was still dark outside, the smoke gradually stopped and I could see things clearly.

The snow buried the windows, leaving only a centimeter or two of space above them.

In other words, the guard room was covered by snow, so within ten minutes, the strong wind would bring so much snow slag.

However, through the gap of one or two centimeters exposed on the top layer of the glass window, I saw that the sky was still dark.

The sun changed, the sun became a glowing ring.

It looked super weird.

"!" I was stunned by this sight.

Immediately afterwards, Principal Li's accent full of dialect came from the loudspeaker: "All teachers and students, don't panic, stay in the classroom and wait for the fire brigade to rescue you. If you feel hypoxic, don't open the classroom casually." The classrooms with open flames burning boilers should be turned off immediately. All classrooms and offices should be powered off!"

I never thought that Principal Li had spoken so nicely, like a savior.

Really maintain the overall situation.

I was in the guard room, looking up at the 'circle' in the sky.

Why does the sun become a ring?

The shape is very regular, reminding me of the nine chains I played, one of the hoops.

I was trapped in the guard room, and I really couldn't open the door. As long as I opened the door, the snow outside was higher than the door, and I just had to push the door.

Then the dog will be leashed, the snow will pour into the guard room, and then the old man and I will...

While I was free, I asked the old man, "Grandpa, the 'big girl' you mentioned is the one who gave me the box, what does she look like?"

"Round eyes, very white face, um..." The old man also recovered from his panic at the moment, and described it to me: "Shoulders hair, white clothes, high nose bridge, pale mouth."

"!" I was stunned, although such a general description made me unable to think of the appearance of that 'big girl'.

But upon hearing this, the face is very pale, the mouth is pale, the clothes are white, and the hair is shawl. Isn't that a ghost?

"What kind of white clothes?" I asked the old man.

"It's white." The old man seemed ignorant when he asked.

"Grandpa, you should drink less alcohol in the future, your head is so stupid, you don't know who it is with your description? Find me a pen and paper." I rubbed my temples anxiously, and said to the old man.

The old man smiled mischievously, squatted beside his bed, rummaged under the bed, and found a pen and paper.

I took a pen and paper and lay down on the table to draw. In addition to learning to dance for three or four years when I was young, I also learned to paint for three or four years.

Didn't the teacher say that I have to "engage in art" in the future.

My dad enrolls me in various interest classes related to 'art', such as Chinese studies and intellectual development, he never considers it.

Because he also knows that I can't learn.

I'm not bad at painting, it doesn't look alike, but it looks alike.

I lay down on the table and drew. I first drew Auntie Ghost General and showed it to my grandfather. The old man curled his lips, "No, not as good-looking as this girl."

I put Aunt Ghost's drawing aside and started drawing again.

This time I drew Huang Shuang'er. When I drew her eyes, her eyes shrinking into a black spot made me pause.

Immediately, the eyes were transformed into the appearance of normal people, and the pupils were normal.

　I'm asking for a leave today, I'm so sleepy, let's update a chapter first,
　　
　
(End of this chapter)