Fast time travel: He made up for his mistakes in the plane

"Do you think it was a dream?" I asked.

Xiao Ming shook his head, "I don't know, I'm just scared."

"Then have you asked the senior?"

"…No."

"No? Why?" I thought it was incredible. It was obvious that the senior definitely knew something inside.

An insider!

"I don't dare." Xiao Ming smiled bitterly, "How dare I? I'm scared out of my wits. I just wish I had to meet him again. I hope he can forget about me. How dare I run in front of him to erase my existence."

"You..." I shook my head.

But he didn't dare to say anything more.

After all, reality is not fiction. I have not experienced those horrific things, so I cannot comment at will.

Not everyone is a hero who can turn danger into danger and seek wealth amidst danger.

More cannon fodder.

A miserable death.

"Then the senior is still looking for you later?"

Xiao Ming said bitterly, "If you hadn't come to me, I wouldn't have dropped out of school."

He continued, "I also asked others about it, and it was just that the Third High School was built on a mass grave, and a skull was dug out on the football field. It sounds scary, but isn't that the case in all schools? "

"Otherwise, there is nothing."

"And then?" I asked.

later…

Xiao Ming looked at the sky, his eyes drifting away, lost in memory.

I continued the class.

As if nothing happened.

I walked across the campus holding the book, wondering what I was afraid of and what I was expecting, but I didn't expect anything.

I think, just think of it as a dream.

Maybe it was just a dream.

It's just too real. Dreams are like that sometimes, it's like being in it.

However, half a month later, there was a knock on the door.

I didn't drive it.

I looked at my roommates. They were not making any noise tonight. They were all lying on the bed, but no one opened the door.

Not even mentioned.

It was like he didn't hear the sound at all.

My heart was so high all of a sudden, my heartbeat was beating fast. I bit my lips and looked down at the book in my hand, pretending that I didn't hear it.

hallucinations!

It must be an auditory hallucination!

"Xiao Ming, go check your bed..."

"Xiao Ming, it's time to check your bed..."

"Xiao Ming..."

The faint voice sounded in my ears.

I looked sharply at the bedroom door.

The door somehow opened a crack, revealing half a familiar face.

The hallway light was still on.

But his face was whiter than Bai Zhi's lamp.

He smiled and said, "Xiao Ming, are you free? It's time to go check bed."

I shook my head in panic, "I, I have class tomorrow, I have to take a rest, you can find someone else."

He nodded.

I felt happy, thinking I could escape, so I heard him say, "Let's go then."

I…

My body couldn't help but crawl out of bed.

I wanted to turn back, I wanted to make a sound, I wished my roommate would stop me and at least, ask.

But, nothing.

My feet seemed to have a mind of their own.

I walked out of the bedroom step by step. The door was gently closed, clicked, and locked. The door panel was like a barrier between yin and yang.

"It's time, let's go."

I don't want to leave.

My feet felt like they were being controlled.

I couldn't say a word.

The senior looked at me. Under the white light, his face was frighteningly white. Only then did I realize that half of the people in the corridor were gone.

Still starting from the top floor and going down.

The corridor is dark.

The signs for the safety exits were so green that they were eye-catching.

The sound of small footsteps echoed and hit my heart.

No dormitory talk.

It was eerily quiet.

I couldn't help but have an idea pop up in my mind. This dormitory building I was inspecting, this boys' dormitory, was so cold and as quiet as a tomb. Was it really the dormitory building I lived in?Am I the only living person here?
I couldn't stop thinking about it.

The more I think about it, the more I think it is.

I know the dormitory I live in very well. How can a boy of sixteen or seventeen be so obedient?

So what if the lights go out.

It is impossible for the patrolling teacher and the dormitory supervisor to be around all the time. When they leave, as long as you are gentle, there will be many people stopping by to chat.

My heart hit rock bottom.

The whole body seemed to be surrounded by ice.

Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened except that it tested my mental endurance.

After checking the dormitory, I thought I could go back to the dormitory.

But my feet followed the senior to the gate of the third high school.

I…

Really, I wanted to die at that moment.

There is already a teacher waiting there.

It was dark outside the school.

People in blue and white striped school uniforms kept coming in, slapping the team, with pale faces and a strong stench.

I held my breath and almost fainted.

The senior's expression remained normal.

I lowered my head and looked at a pair of feet walking past me.

At this moment, I was extremely convinced that they were corpses, corpses exuding a putrid odor.

too frightening.

How can the body still move?

Where are they going?

Where are they during the day?
I pinched myself hard and realized to my surprise that I could move.

I looked up.

He faced a white and swollen face, the gray eyes rolled, and the expressionless face was instantly filled with malice.

I quickly lowered my head.

As we got closer, the smell rushed straight to my nose, making me dizzy.

I thought, we can’t go on like this.

This can no longer be the case.

There is clearly something wrong with this school.

I didn't know what happened, so I rushed out without them paying attention, and they actually made me rush out.

嗏

What's going on outside?

The gray streets, the wide open doors, the smell of decay, and the gray and white tattered umbrellas...

I was confused.

Subconsciously, I looked back at San Gao.

But all I saw was pitch black, so dark that it looked like a terrifying underworld creature crouching and staring at me eagerly.

I can't go back.

I can only move forward.

I walked slowly on the empty road without anyone or even a sound.

The first store, I remember, was a stationery store.

But now, the door is wide open, the shelves have fallen to the ground, and rotten paper and dead leaves are scattered all over the floor.A gust of wind blew from nowhere.

Waste paper rolled up on the ground.

I saw a figure flash past.

But when I looked again, there was nothing.

I was confused and didn't dare to go in, so I could only keep walking forward.

The second store is a milk tea shop, the third is a noodle shop, and the fourth...

A rotten lantern hangs in front of the door, the white paper cover is covered with dust, and a dusty, rotten umbrella stands open by the door.

Not every house has an umbrella in front of its door, but there are plenty of them.

"Does it feel strange?"

A voice sounded in my ear.

The cold wind rushed into my neck, and I shivered. When I turned around, I saw a familiar face.

It's the senior.

He's coming!

I was shaking and my teeth were chattering up and down. I was so scared that I couldn't say a word.

He pointed to the umbrellas and asked me, "Do you know why there are these umbrellas at the door?"

Weird.

Such a broken umbrella should have been thrown away long ago.

I shook my head.

The senior smiled with squinted eyes and pointed at these two rows of shops, "Because, during the day, they have to go to work. As you can see, they are very busy during the day, with a lot of people shopping. Therefore, after work, they have to go back to their umbrellas. go to sleep."

I:…

A gust of cold air rushed to my Tianling Cap, and my Tianling Cap couldn't even cover it!
Go back to sleep under the umbrella?
sleep?Go back to the umbrella?

The senior pointed to the opposite side, "But not everyone will return to the umbrella."

I looked in his direction.

I remember it clearly.

Opposite is a restaurant that sells stir-fried vegetables as well as noodles, vermicelli, cold noodles, porridge, steamed buns, etc. The business is very good.

In the dark doorway, I saw a man wearing gray clothes standing by the door, with a dull expression. When he saw me looking over, he showed a dark smile.

I quickly looked away.

"why?"

I asked.

"Because..." the senior shrugged, "They have entities, entities, and they can't enter the umbrella."

I looked up at him in fear.

The gloomy wind blows.

The open umbrellas on the roadside made a rustling sound.

The senior lowered his voice, "Don't be too loud, be careful not to disturb others while sleeping, otherwise, they will all run out by then..."

My heart feels so cold.

I dare not think about it.

These people who can run and laugh during the day are actually like this.

So many umbrellas…

But I think it's impossible.

If there really is such a street...

I've never heard of a street like this!

Is this really still a human world?
I ran away.

The cold wind picked up the torn paper on the ground, and it was like paper money flying in the sky, chasing me closely.

I ran into a house on the side of the road.

Climb up the stairs.

Countless pale faces were crowded underneath.

After running to the third floor, a door suddenly opened and a man with a straight face walked out. He was wearing a jacket and looked very tall and serious. He stamped his foot and yelled, "Get out!"

The white faces dispersed in droves.

I breathed a sigh of relief and said thanks.

Suddenly something occurred to me and I took two steps back, "Who are you?!"

The man grinned, "I am Blade Corpse."

...

"The story ends here."

Song Shi lay on the beach chair and looked into the distance, "This is the story of my classmate Xiao Ming."

"As for how he escaped later, he didn't say. I think it must be a memory he didn't want to think of."

"I once asked him why he didn't change to another school to continue studying. After all, with his grades, it was really a pity."

"But he just smiled bitterly and said he could no longer stay in school."

"He is afraid of the dormitory building, his classmates, the gate, and even the snack bar on the roadside."

"He can't stop thinking about it, and he can't calm down and study."

"On the contrary, I went to the construction site later. I worked hard all day and fell asleep so tired that I had no time or energy to think about anything else."

"And since he left Senior High School, life has returned to peace."

"I went to Sangao several times later. The gate was really impressive, the roads were lined with tall and lush trees, and the snack bar was very busy. I don't know if it was because of what he said, but I always felt a chill. , especially in places where the sun does not shine, the coldness is particularly obvious. After all, many...are indeed built on cemeteries."

In the camera, Song Shi frowned and pondered for a while, "Now that I think about it, the Xiao Ming I met on the street more than ten years ago, is he really the Xiao Ming I have known since childhood? He is taller and fatter. The thin, shy and smiling young man in my memory only has a slight resemblance in outline. He...did he really escape from that building?"

Camera shakes.

The camera guy touched his arm, which was still covered in goosebumps under the bright sun, and then raised his head, holy shit, where are the people?What about the person on the chair?
Oh.

go!
Could it be that he was frightened by the story he told?

He followed quickly.

Behind him, the director and his assistant stood in the sun, rubbing their arms and complaining.

The director said: "I am really convinced."

The little assistant curled his lips: "Isn't it just an ordinary ghost story? It's so mysterious. My friend Xiao Ming..."

Really speechless.

Director: "Look at the data."

The assistant looked down at his phone and was surprised, "There are a lot more people, and there aren't many scolds!"

The director said matter-of-factly, "It's better than those two going shopping in the mall, while the other two are doing gardening and the other is going for a walk. Oh, can we go for a long walk like this? Can we have such a beautiful natural sea view?"

There are also stories to listen to.

The actor himself told it, and he experienced it personally when he was little.

Cold sweat broke out all over him.

I don’t know how this person came up with it.

The two of them followed each other as they talked. The director turned and asked the assistant, "Do you think that person is really Teacher Song's child?"

The little assistant hated the cold, "Mountain guide, stop talking, let's get some sunshine."

Get lots of sun.

All evil spirits are dried up in the sun.

At this time, the live broadcast room also went crazy.

Netizens:…

They all shouted to go to Sangao for a night visit.

The director relayed what netizens said.

Song Shi pondered for a moment, then touched his pocket, only to find that he felt lonely.

He shrugged and said helplessly, "It's a pity that I didn't bring my mobile phone, otherwise I could have called my friend Xiao Ming. By the way, he is no longer working on the construction site. A few years ago, I saw him in a group of classmates and said that he While moving bricks, I accidentally fell off a shelf and broke a leg. The fall was too serious. Although it was cured in the end, the leg was still lame. I couldn't find a job with a bad leg, and I had a family. He had no choice but to open a funeral shop. Oh, he rented a shop on both sides of the Sangao gate. He even took a photo and sent it to the group to ask his classmates to take more care of his business and support him. I clicked on the photo and looked at it. On a busy street, with big trees blocking the sun, he was standing in front of a slightly messy shop with a bright smile. There were two tall and powerful horses on each side of the door. Paper horse, half of the paper man’s face is revealed in the shadowed room behind.”

"If you are lucky enough to see him, you can help me go and take a look. If it rains, his house has an umbrella. I saw a big white umbrella hanging on the wall in front of his house."

Director, younger brother, assistant:…

If you want to be ruthless, you should be ruthless.

What a dog!
I bet there will be a follow-up to this matter!
Netizens are more realistic.

We have already made an appointment in the barrage to check in at Sangao.

"I'll go! From moving bricks to funerals, the span of this industry is quite big!"

"Walking around!"

"Labour and management are really suspicious now!"

"Everyone, if you go, come back alive to check in!"

"Remember, it's alive! It's me!"

"It's better not to go. Don't fall into Song's scheme. I suspect he wants us to take care of Xiao Ming's business and catch all of us who are hacking him!"

"Thinking is terrifying!"

"By the way, is Xiao Ming's brother Xiao Song still the same Xiao Song? What do you think?"

...

Soon, Xiao Ming, a top student in the top three rankings, became a hot search topic. (End of chapter)