Nightmare Attack

Under the dim light and shadow, there is a tall shelf, and there are reflections nearby, like the surface of a lake.

"This is..." Fatty's eyes slowly widened.

"It's a swimming pool." Yuan Xiaoyi said.

No one could have imagined that Yuan Xiaoyi's mobile phone had a photo taken in a swimming pool late at night!

"I know what you want to ask, just as you think, it was sent to me by Xiao Ran." Yuan Xiaoyi took a deep breath, looked at these people in front of him, and whispered: "After she disappeared."

If I remember correctly, this Xiaoran is the girl who went to the swimming pool alone to take pictures late at night and then went missing.

"She took the picture?" Huai Yi felt her scalp numb.

After listening to Yuan Xiaoyi, she didn't react much. She just stared at the photo, and her whole body looked like a demon. "You...Look here."

The position of Yuan Xiaoyi's finger is on the edge of the photo, and he can't notice it if he doesn't look carefully. There is a fuzzy outline there, which seems to be on a high shelf.

There is a small platform at the top of the shelf, and a little white thing is exposed on it.

Yuan Xiaoyi's fingers were trembling. She zoomed in on the photo, not suddenly, but slowly, as if she was buffering time for herself.

Just after putting it to the maximum, there was a sudden sound of air-conditioning from the crowd.

It is a pair of feet, white can be noticed in the dark, standing on the high diving platform.

"Xiao Ran... really took those things." Someone said to himself.

Apart from Wang Qi, another young man's voice sounded very vacant.

Jiang Cheng remembers his name is Wenliangshan.

It seemed that Wen Liangshan's words touched her. Yuan Xiaoyi raised her head suddenly, her eyes were bloodshot, "I know you might not believe it. The content of the incoming news is all the same!"

"It's all pictures, from the swimming pool, from the library, from the abandoned playground, from the medical building, and from the sculpture hall!"

"And do you know that whenever I wake up, these photos disappear again, as if nothing had ever happened."

"Unless I keep reminiscing and force myself to remember what they looked like, the photos they told me will only appear briefly, but then they will disappear."

"I'm about to be driven crazy by them!" Yuan Xiaoyi grabbed her hair in pain, and had torn a few strands between her fingers, "They are blaming me, they are blaming me for letting them go to such a dangerous place!"

"The only thing I can do now is to find them out and prove that they have existed in this world."

"I can feel that they are not dead, they are just being hidden, raised by those terrifying Dong XZ, waiting for me to rescue them in a hard-to-find place."

"If I have forgotten them too, then they are really dead!" Yuan Xiaoyi was already a little hysterical.

It seems that the suffering she has suffered during this period is not what they can imagine. During the day, she was treated as a paranoia by the people around her, and she was tortured by photos at night.

Today they have enough information. If you continue to ask, everyone is worried that Yuan Xiaoyi will collapse, so after a brief appeasement, they bid farewell.

It's still early, and everyone takes the opportunity to walk around the campus, which can be considered as an early understanding of the world they have come into.

The fat man still had a longing for the university campus, but Jiang Cheng crushed his dream with a few words, then took out the swimming pool and medical building to scare him, and even guessed that it might be a graveyard or something underneath the school. Because of the need to suppress the unjust souls, a school was built on it.

Jiang Cheng has a unique talent for storytelling, and he also brings his own sound effects from time to time. The bluffing fat man was stunned, even Wen Liangshan shrank his neck, crying and begging him not to say anything.

"Be more serious, the more you do this, the more it shows that you are in fear." Shen Mengyun couldn't bear it and reminded him.

Hearing that Jiangcheng paused, his face turned red and retorted: "Nonsense, no one else!"

Knowing that Jiang Cheng is unreliable, Shen Mengyun didn't bother to care about him, so she walked to the middle-aged man, and the two discussed the next task as they walked.

After Jiang Cheng saw it, he leaned forward cheeky.

Just as they turned a corner and passed by the door of a teaching building, they happened to encounter a person coming out of the front door, and the two groups ran into each other.

After a while, everyone's faces became wonderful.

This person is not someone else, but the old professor who had just taken a lesson.

The old professor is dressed plainly, holding a cloth bag in his hand, and a yellow compass ruler is exposed inside. The old professor's eyes are also wonderful when he sees Jiang Cheng and the others.

Jiang Cheng snorted in his heart, "Fuck it!"

But now it’s too late to turn around and want to run. Jiang Cheng took the lead and bowed deeply to the old professor, "Hello professor, the fluid dynamics you are teaching today is very exciting, and the students benefited a lot."

The old professor helped with reading glasses, looked up and down Jiangcheng, and said with a smile: "Don't dare to be, please get up the director."

Everyone:"???"

The fat man widened his eyes, "...Unexpectedly, he is an old man."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Cheng’s face was not red and his heart was not beating. After he got up, he naturally received: "Excuse me, I asked the professor to read a joke, but the students are really angry. Why is the teaching you taught so wonderful, but the students below are so. Neglect you."

"I apologize to you for my behavior in Meng Lang, but next time I encounter something like this, I still can't bear it. Please understand."

The expression in Shen Mengyun's eyes looking at Jiang Cheng became strange.

The professor looked at Jiang Cheng with an inexplicable look. About 4 to 5 seconds later, the professor opened the cloth bag and turned out a black, somewhat worn-out notebook, and took out a pen with his other hand. What's your name?"

Everyone looked at Jiang Cheng with pity, it seemed that he was going to be unlucky, and his Chinese Liangshan even showed a gloating expression.

Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, and put on a calm posture that I would not regret even though I would add a sword and axe: "Back to the professor, student Wen Liangshan."

Wenliangshan: "I *you*!"

But before Wen Liangshan could move further, the Fatty and Huai Yi controlled them from left to right, and then they covered their mouths and dragged him to the back.

Fortunately, the old professor's attention was focused on Jiang Cheng, and he didn't care about what happened around him.

After recording Jiang Cheng's name, the old professor put away his notebook and nodded to Jiang Cheng, "My child, you are very courageous. I admire you very much. You have an atmosphere that is so lacking in today's society."

"I can see that you are an honest person and cannot learn the deception in society. I just need an assistant to help me with some auxiliary work~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I think you The character is just right."

"If you agree, I will report your name. After becoming my assistant, I will issue you a certificate. It will be much more convenient for you in school." The old professor looked at Jiang Cheng in his eyes full of appreciation, "Look How about it?"

Jiang Cheng hesitated.

"You don't want to?" The old professor was a little surprised, but many people broke their heads in this escort.

But he wasn't a tough guy, and after seeing Jiang Cheng's failure to express, he packed up his things and prepared to leave.

But just as he turned around, suddenly a hand grabbed his arm.

"Professor." Jiang Cheng's eyes slowly turned red, and his voice was hoarse: "I just wanted to explain to you that you must use the name Jiangcheng when you register. Wenliangshan is my stage name, and I just said it smoothly."

"Do you still have a stage name?" The old professor helped his glasses, and did not entangle with the name, but asked in surprise: "Is there any special talent?"

"It's okay, my family has taught me how to not overpower me since I was young." Jiang Cheng said happily.