I, the lord of ghost stories

It was his turn to be responsible for this drudgery.

What a pity... I wanted to do it for another two years.

After bowing down, he will probably have to retire early.

The grade director showed the appearance of the whole family dying, which can be said to be a real reaction of inner suffering.

As the grade director of the class where the accident happened, he could be involved in the matter of the forced water teacher and the choir... There is no one more suitable than him to take the blame.

Moreover, it is not considered to be the blame. At the moment when Teacher Lishui's whereabouts are unknown and he seems to be absconding in fear of crime, he himself has an inescapable responsibility.

In any case, according to tradition, he must bow and apologize, and then resign in public.

He was naturally very unhappy when his future ended here.

"Sometimes, we also need to have the courage to do something extraordinary - just like jumping off the platform of Kiyomizu Temple, just close your eyes!"

Facing the flickering spotlight in front of him, this sentence emerged in his mind.

With a blank face, he mechanically raised the speech script in his hand like a zombie, and he read it word by word:

"...Here, on behalf of the school, I would like to express my deep condolences to the student Gugou who passed away unfortunately."

"As well as the video of the conversation between Mr. Lishui and another brave classmate posted on the Internet... We recognize the authenticity of the video."

Spotlights flicker more frequently.

"And, I would like to express my gratitude to the anonymous classmate..."

"Mr. Tsuchiya, is the school hiding any suspects?"

"It is absolutely impossible. We have called the police and are currently wanted."

"About this incident, the anonymous student who reported and exposed that the school did not use it as evidence, may the school have ascertained his true identity, and will the school take retaliation?"

Director Tsuchiya's face was sullen, and his face twitched, but he still squeezed out a smirk:

"No, we are very grateful to this classmate for exposing the shortcomings of our school and urging us to make progress. We are willing to give a bonus of 100 million yen..."

"I hope this anonymous classmate will take the initiative to stand up and receive the honor he deserves!"

Speaking of this, the Tsuchiya director gritted his teeth, his face almost distorted.

It was like a wounded hungry wolf that wanted to choose someone to eat, with a vicious aura exuding from all over his body.

Oh, this expression, isn't it very photogenic... It fully reflects the hatred for the anonymous classmate!And a strong desire for revenge!

The reporters immediately became excited, already thinking of how to make a news story, and the photographer had already captured a close-up of his face.

"...is this really good?"

Watching the scene of the overturned car in the live broadcast room, Geng Wujiang looked helplessly at the grandmother where the old god was.

"It would be a disaster for Director Tsuchiya to speak on behalf of the school. Would it affect the image of the school?"

"School image... Anyway, after a while, who will remember what happened in school?"

"The big school on the east side of the mountain next door used their credits to force female students to serve foreign students, creating a notorious school buddy service... But if you look at it now, how many people still remember it?"

"It's enough to keep the topic hot and let more people see the news."

Geng Zizi closed his eyes, and finally chose not to see.

"...The above is the list of dropouts announced this time. We will submit materials to the media to prove that they really need to order dropouts."

"As we all know, our Asakawa Middle School has a strict school style, and we have zero tolerance for campus violence, cold violence, and isolated incidents..."

The grade director announced the expulsion list, and in front of the reporters, all the bad bullies involved in this matter revealed their real names...

It is useless not to be exposed, and there are even videos of the "enthusiastic anonymous classmates" even their faces and conversations.

The school issued a notice of expulsion.

Chiba Yuka and Takahashi Remi, two people stole Gugou Chanel's tie and punctured the tire evidence was exposed on the Internet.

In addition, all the videos of other indirect participants in the bullying appeared, which can be described as detailed.

The final payment - "Anonymous classmate".

It's almost like God's perspective, which makes people wonder whether this "anonymous classmate" has installed cameras all over the campus.

After the announcement in the conference room, there were eight girls in the choir, who were taken back by their parents.

Maiko sat in the class, looked at Yuhua and Lingmei from a distance through the window, and left the back of the campus in a state of embarrassment...

Behind them, a large number of reporters were chasing, like flies smelling the aroma of food, buzzing and asking questions.

Even though they're underage and can't put their photos in the paper, there's always someone trying to dig out something...whether it's useful or not.

Their parents seemed to be very embarrassed. They walked in front of them indifferently, and they were as silent as they were attending a funeral.

"It's over, Chanel..."

Maiko pressed her chest with peace of mind, and then was a little surprised.

"Master, are you missing?"

Obviously it was placed near the chest...

……

As promoted by Sifeng Yuanyu, the follow-up sparked widespread heated discussions and grabbed the headlines of the five major TV stations.

The whole family of the bully bowed and apologized, was expelled from school, and became a victim of collective violence...from the perpetrator to the victim.

"Anonymous classmate" instantly received widespread attention.

As the night slowly fell, Sifeng Yuanyou stood on the campus roof, leaning on the railing and looking into the distance.

The afterglow of the setting sun gradually disappeared on the other side of the mountain, dark shadows enveloped the entire mountain peak, only the last touch of the setting sun in the distance still caressed the horizon.

In the end, the rooftop was plunged into darkness.

Sifeng Yuanyu stood in the wind, wisps of white mist began to linger around him, with a little bit of bleak whiteness in the darkness.

The dim light, like a firefly, gradually gathered, and gradually condensed in front of Yuu Sifeng.

"Anonymous classmate."

"Anonymous classmate."

Faintly, there seems to be such a voice, no, or information, echoing in the fog.

Thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or millions of voices all point to the same name.

[Anonymous classmate].

As time went by, there were more light spots one after another, emerging from the sky one after another, merged into the white mist, and gradually formed a vague outline of human nature.

"not enough……"

Sifeng Yuanyu looked at the unclear outline and fell into deep thought.

Chapter 240 IX The Monster's Information House

Yuraku Town, Yokai grocery store.

Clean and bright glass windows, polished solid wood counters, snow-white sliding paper doors, elegant calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, and countless decorative knots falling from the ceiling.

A handsome young man whose gender is hard to tell is sitting on his knees before a simple low table, holding a cup of delicate tea set with a little water vapor in his hand, tasting it leisurely.

His long black hair was dragged behind his back, straight across the clean floor, as smooth and shiny as brocade, with a luster.

Soft and bright white light emanates from several floor lamps in the corner, reflecting the room almost like daytime.

The faint fragrance of tea fills the Japanese room.

Time seems to be frozen at this moment, everything is so leisurely and natural.

Until a certain discordant breath suddenly broke into the spiritual sense.

When he looked up, he found a dark child standing on the other side of the open sliding door.

From head to toe, it was filled with black like a shadow.

After that dark phantom, there was a dark sky.

On this overcast day with dense clouds, there were not many pedestrians in Yuluo Town.

"Another one appeared..."

The kid couldn't remember who he was, which happened so often in this small town.

It doesn't take long for the child to start spreading sadness.

For he is the cause of disaster and the embodiment of sorrow...until he is finally destroyed.

All the "people" who live in the town will choose to avoid the occasional uncleanness like this.

The handsome shopkeeper put down the tea set in his hand, waved to him, and beckoned him to come over.

"If you feel lonely, just play with me."

Gentle and kind voices surrounded the child.

The store has children's favourites, display cases and glass jars filled with treats, as well as toys like conch tops and playing cards.

The shop owner picked up the small sandbag at hand, the sandbag was heavy, because the Bean Cleaner packed a lot of good red beans in it.

The bean-cleaning demon is a kind of monster. It appears by the river to wash red beans. If you get close to it, you may fall into the river.

The owner of the shop specially asked the bean-cleaning demon who opened the shop to make this kind of sandbags, which can appease such "uncleanness".

Seeing the shopkeeper throwing the small sandbags, the child staggered over, with a ferocious smile on his black face.

The shopkeeper's pity is beyond words.

"It's really pitiful, pitiful... No one remembers, and there is no destination. Isn't it very sad to be eroded by sin to this point?"

"You recruited unclean things into the store again?"

In the dark place of the store, a young child-like voice suddenly came out.

"You can't describe a guest like that, Taro."

From the appearance, it seems that there is a 30-year-old male shopkeeper, with long hair fluttering slightly behind him, criticizing with some dissatisfaction.

"Sorry, but he seems to be unclean."

"Don't worry, I won't let him leave. I will take in all the unclean things that come to this town, and take them in before they cause disaster."

The shopkeeper stroked the child's head, and the child seemed to show a shy smile.

He seemed to get some comfort, but unfortunately everyone knew that it was useless.

A deep and helpless sigh came from the shadows.

"It seems that you don't understand. I'm worried about your body."

"I will take advantage of the fate day once a month to purify the accumulated impurities."

The so-called fate day refers to all the days that have a relationship with gods and Buddhas, such as the birthday of gods, the day of apparition or the day of enlightenment and so on.

Because Japan can be said to be the country of a thousand gods, theoretically every day can be arranged for a fate day.

What the owner of the monster house said was specifically referring to the corresponding gods who had become acquainted with each other.

At the corresponding moment, for different gods, the practice will have extraordinary effects.

Xiufu (xiū xì) was originally a ritual of praying for disasters and blessings in the ancient Central Plains. On March [-]rd, it is customary to exorcise ominous people by the water, and bathe in water soaked in herbs. It is believed that this can eradicate diseases and bad luck.

Famous activities in history include Lanting and Red Bridge.

Since it was introduced to Japan, it was gradually integrated and absorbed by Shintoism, forming a local mysterious ritual for removing pollution and eliminating disasters and bullying.

"But I heard that according to the current situation, even if it is a repair, the effect of purification is very limited."

A child's voice came from the corner.

The owner's hand stroking the child stopped suddenly.

"really……"

He looked at the pitch-black child who was only instinctive and smiling, and sighed helplessly and said: