Campus Series: Sakura Ghost School

"Then what should I do now?" After a long time, Xia Xiaoyu finally suppressed the fear in her heart. At this moment, she also knew that what she was most worried about now was the things she was facing.

"I will find a way to find out the truth of the matter? As for you, go back to school now, and I will notify you when there is a situation. Also, it is best not to run around alone recently, even during the day... that thing always It doesn't seem to be too long before I come out, but, is it a scary guy?"

"We seem to be facing two problems now. One is Wang Xiaojia, but even though she is harming others, she doesn't seem to be harming Xiaoyu, so the one who is attacking her is..."

"There are other ghosts..."

Zifeng took Xu Qian's words and said: "Wang Xiaojia disappeared four years ago, and now she appears at school, so it can be concluded that she is dead, so it is very simple, she will not appear at school for no reason, She has a purpose, and she has found Xiaoyu again and again but has no intention of harming her. She must also have a purpose. Moreover, even if she kills someone, I guess it has something to do with her disappearance. She came back for revenge. Or for some reason, because there is no body in the ancient well in Qingshui Village, so she didn't die in Qingshui Village, the body is somewhere else..."

"But, something else found Xiao Yu, so what's going on?" Xu Qian asked.

"It's very simple. In fact, you miscalculated a little from the beginning. There is more than one ghost in the school. From the beginning to the end, it was two ghosts who killed people in the school, and the one who whispered was one of them..."

"The other one?"

"I don't know!" Zifeng shook her head, "Last time I fought with Guiying at school, and I could feel a strong resentment lingering in the girls' dormitory, but it was too cunning to come out and meet..."

"I think I know!"

Xia Xiaoyu was silent for a while, and then slowly said, "He is right, even if Wang Xiaojia died, he didn't pay my attention, Xiaoqian, do you still remember that we were in the ghost barrier, and you ran over to death with a car?" Is that the woman from the two times? Wearing clothes from the Qing Dynasty, that’s her, I saw her last night... She killed Xiaoxi and many others, definitely her!”

"Don't get excited." Xu Qian signaled Xia Xiaoyu to calm down his emotions, and he also became serious.

"In short, things are messed up now. Although we have found the cause of death, but what happened? Why did you choose them, and why did you find you? Have you ever considered..." Zifeng said something that made everyone hoarse if.

Indeed, there are too many involved in why they are found. . .

"I'll send you to school first. As for other things, I'll find a way to understand, so don't worry about it so much..."

Zifeng turned the corner, and then the car headed towards Hongying University.

Xia Xiaoyu entered the school alone. It was very quiet today, and the school felt empty, but it was daytime, so Xia Xiaoyu didn't have much fear.

In the dormitory, the rest of the people were busy with something, and when they saw Xia Xiaoyu coming in, they couldn't help but widen their eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Xia Xiaoyu said doubtfully.

"Xiaoyu, are we going to see you?"

Although we hadn't seen each other for a day, Tang Jiaying's appearance suddenly became much more pure.

"Xiaoyu, are you alright..."

Today's Xia Xiaoyu has a new look, making everyone else in the dormitory feel a little sluggish.Yesterday, everyone saw Xia Xiaoyu's weakness.

"never mind..."

Xia Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'll sleep for a while..."

Indeed, Xia Xiaoyu's spirit is very weak now, what happened to her last night made her tense all the time, today she relaxes, but she feels a little dizzy.

Xia Xiaoyu didn't talk anymore, the handbag was still on the bed, and then fell directly into the soft blanket, and soon fell asleep.

However, in the corner next to the wall next to the head of the bed was a pink naughty leopard. . .