Shoot the window, bamboo horse, are you tasty.

A strong smell of burnt meat drifted in through the doorway, piercing Tian Guangbing like a needle and causing his eyelids to flutter uncontrollably.

In a moment of panic, Tian Guangbing's mind switched gears and he pounced on the phone and copied it off the hook, "Hello?"

The stench is still strong, but it's not spreading.

The kid on the other side of the phone was silent for a moment, "Mr. Tian."

Tian Guangbing tried his best to suppress the trembling in his voice, "Ms. Liu she's tired, is there anything you can say to Ms. Tian."

The brat smiles, "Teacher, I want to play basketball tomorrow."

Tian Guangbing didn't know what to say for a moment, and didn't dare to delay any longer, so he gritted his teeth and agreed: "Okay."

The child laughed cheekily, his childish voice reaching one's ears through the beeping airwaves, calling for goosebumps to rise up the layers of one's back.

The brat said, "Teacher, good night. I'll play 'phone call' with Mr. Ryu tomorrow."

"The phone hangs up, and Tian Guangbing looks at his cell phone, which shows zero signal in the upper right corner, and grimaces.

...... They ...... seem to be in real trouble.

The two lovers were scared, holding each other's hands, listening carefully to the movement outside, their palms were wet and slippery, like holding a snake.

Confirming that there was no movement outside for a long time, Tian Guangbing took her hand and wrote in her palm with a stroke, "Rest."

Liu Chengyin, still unable to forget the woman who appeared out of nowhere, returned, "There really is a woman there."

Tian Guangbing thought for a moment and wrote, "What does it look like."

Liu Chengyin has a good memory, and that glance in the midst of the panic was even more impressive: "Long hair, long dress, snow-white face, black, quite pretty, dressed abnormally, like a medieval person."

Tian Guangbing nodded slightly, unquestioningly, "Remember."

He shook his girlfriend's hand once more and held her shoulders trying to tell her to go to sleep.

Liu Chengyin was shocked, and obediently wanted to lie down, who wanted to cross his shoulders, she vaguely saw something moving outside the window, and even the window glass had a subtle vibration.

She thought at first that it was a branch rubbing against the window, but no matter how she looked at it, she thought the shadow was sneaky, so she reached out and dragged her boyfriend's arm, "...... What's that?"

Tian Guangbing followed her line of sight.

The incandescent bulbs in the room were so bright that he squinted, only vaguely seeing a dark shadow imprinted on the glass that swirled and disappeared, and the window made a low humming sound, indeed as if it were being tapped from the outside by something.

He said uncertainly, "It's ...... wind, isn't it?"

However, in the next second, his eyes widened and he cursed offhandedly, "...... Crap!"

...... Where's that bullshit tree shadow? It's a kid's hand out there gently tapping on the window!

The windowpane had at some point been imprinted with tiny wet handprints, leaving behind a very peculiar shape; the five fingers were glued together, not like a normal child's hand, but like a frog's flipper.

And upon closer inspection, there was even half a small head exposed right at the edge of the window, with the burned-out right eye and the intact left eye peering straight at the two men.

Before they could scream, a small, half-melted hand slammed onto the glass with a muffled thud that screamed for a scalp to explode!

Liu Chengyin immediately reached out and gagged himself to prevent himself from screaming out again.

She'd already made one wrong move and couldn't afford to be wrong again.

She knows that this is the time when she should approach the child and treat him as she would normally, and could even put on her teacher's airs and berate him to go to bed ......

Yet she really didn't dare, she didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Suddenly, they heard a window open.

The sound was coming from the infirmary on the first floor.

The windows of the infirmary were facing the same direction as those of the dormitory, and when they were opened, Chi Xiaochi's clear voice came from downstairs: "Why are you still here at this late hour?"

The little kid in the window looked down at him.

"Welp." Chi Xiaochi said in disgust, "You've got a face full of something. Roll down from the window and I'll wash you."

Tian Guangbing: "......"

Liu Chengyin: "......"

At this moment, they know what is true, "the heart of admiration is like a torrent of water, like a continuous flow.

And shortly after the brats left, Tian Guangbing's door was chiseled shut.

Gan Yu's voice came in from outside, "We heard what just happened. Just to be safe, the four of us will sleep together tonight, okay."

Liu Chengyin They were eager to do so, and quickly opened the door to let them in.

The two did not question why Gan Yu and Yuan Benshan, who were just a wall away from them, did not come to their aid when they were in danger earlier.

In this kind of world, being able to protect oneself is the prerequisite. To help or not to help is just a matter of love and duty.

Yuan Benshan still misses Song Chunyang and wants to go down to have a look, but he is afraid of the ghost boy whose goodness and evilness are unknown, but when he thinks about Chunyang's ability, and then he thinks about Gan Tang, who seems to be soft and weak, and who can stand up to the three of them, his heart gradually settles down.

Chi Xiaochi had the nerve to call Ghost Boy down.

For no other reason than the fact that, to Chi Xiaochi's eyes, the burnt-out brat is now a tiny Q-tip of a live rogue rabbit.

The rogue rabbit went the right way this time, dutifully walking down the stairs and knocking on the infirmary door.

Chi Xiaochi reached out and pulled him in.

If Qin Ling woke up now and saw himself and the ghost boy in the same room, he was afraid that he would immediately be scared out of his wits, but fortunately he had lost a lot of blood and was now in a coma, which saved him the step of fainting again.

Gan Tang is also a calm, in turn called that brat embarrassed, a burned to deformation of the face back to eight normal appearance.

Anyway, Chi Xiaochi couldn't see it, and faithfully grabbed the person to the sink, dipped a towel in hot water, and wiped the rogue rabbit's face, "Lying on someone's window in the middle of the night, it's not scary."

The brat protested vaguely, "Ms. Ryu promised to play with me. She doesn't keep her word."

"So you pranked me?"

The hairy man didn't say anything.

Chi Xiaochi saw him like this, but slapped him lightly on the back, "Speaking of which, when I was a child, I was just like you."

Saying that, he glanced at the hairy boy's face again, and knew by thought that now that face couldn't be any cuter, "Of course, it's not as ugly as you are."

The Hairy Biker: "......"

"Going up to the house, beckoning cats and dogs, I do everything." Chi Xiaochi smiled and said, "If someone bullies me, I will bully them right back."

Gan Tang was listening without moving his head, and was helplessly laughing in his heart.

Chi Xiaochi, what a mouth.

In just a few words, he had pulled himself into the same camp as the brat and made him share his love.

How can a little kid play with him?

The brat's curiosity was definitely piqued, "So won't your teacher beat you."

Chi Xiaochi's brows twitched slightly at this somewhat unusual question, but she didn't rush to ask anything.

"Do not fight. When I was a kid I was average in school, teachers they had to hurt the good ones and push the bad ones, people like me were never in the teachers' eyes." Chi Xiaochi wrung out the towel once again, and wiped the hairy boy's face with hot air, "I would like to see my parents fight less, and make time to work together to cut me down once. But then I thought about it, it's a bitch to have nothing to fight about."

The hairy man grinned out.

Chi Xiaochi takes the hand of the "rogue rabbit" in front of him and gently wipes the back of his hand.

The brat looked straight at him and suddenly said, "Mr. Lou."

Chi Xiaochi touched a couple of unusual indentations on the back of his hands, not so much burn marks as old scars, and they were shaped in a peculiar way.

He stroked the scar twice and responded, "Hmm?"

The brat asks, "Am I a good boy?"

"In the middle of the night to pick the window to scare people and do not apologize, you own good heart does not know." Chi Xiaochi glared at him, "Little Wang Ba calf."

The brat was quite happy to be scolded and cheerfully cocked his head.

Chi Xiaochi touched the scar again and blushed, finally remembering what had caused it.

He opened his mouth and cursed, "Fuck them big boys."

Gan Tang raised his eyebrows and softly voiced his stop, "Chunyang."

The brat blinked and asked a good-natured question, "What does that mean, teacher."

Chi Xiaochi doesn't change her face, "It means 'hello'."

Brat: "Well. ...... Mr. Lou, fuck you."

Chi Xiaochi: "......"

The brat was happy again, "Mr. Lou, I--"

Chi Xiaochi covered his mouth, "You can shut up, you."

He laughed and laughed and licked Chi Xiaochi's palm with his tongue, and Chi Xiaochi, quick as a flash, wiped his hand on his short stubble hair and kicked him out gently, "Get out of here, go back to bed."

The brat actually listened to him, got up obediently, and headed out the door.

Walking to the door, he stood still and twisted his head, "Mr. Lou?"

Chi Xiaochi turned her face and looked directly at the rogue rabbit with its round tail twitching.

The brat said, "Ms. Lou, I like you."

Chi Xiaochi froze.

He said, "You don't hit people, you don't hate me, you don't kick me out. You're good people."

Looking back, Chi Xiaochi smiled brightly, "It's not a coincidence. I like myself too."

And in the next second, 061 withdrew his shield from the hairy man.

Where was his smoky, ghastly, hideous, buried look of a few moments ago, he grinned a clean and mischievous grin with a little leaky smile from a mouth that had lost a tooth.

The rogue rabbit hopped away.

Before leaving, he did not ask Chi Xiaochi for anything more.

Chi Xiaochi watched his figure disappear down the stairway before she sat down in a disheveled heap.

Gan Tang walked over to him and placed his hand lightly on his shoulder, squeezing and gently squeezing.

Chi Xiaochi said, "You saw the wound on his hand."

Gan Tang: "Uh-huh."

Chi Xiaochi : "There are three wounds, each of which is a symmetrical two holes at a fixed distance apart and half an inch deep. ...... The wounds were caused by a tuning fork poking in."

Thinking of the days when Qin Ling covered his eyes and howled miserably, and the children gathered around him in a commonplace, habitual manner, Gan Tang also wrinkled his eyebrows.

Ghosts were once human beings, and most of their post-death distortions stem from the extreme pain they suffered in life.

"Are they ...... mimicking what their teachers did to them?"

Perhaps in the minds of this group of ghostly children, if they do not do a good job, they will be punished in a similar way?

Chi Xiaochi was silent.

Gan Tang, who has never seen such a silent and melancholic Chi Xiaochi before, gently calmed him down by saying, "You've done a good job."

Chi Xiaochi gave an impish laugh.

Gan Tang said, "You're bold and good with children."

Chi Xiaochi: "Ha."

He picked up his t-shirt, which was soaked through.

He replaced the towel with a clean one and wiped himself down briefly, "It was someone who taught me well."

That person was gentle, tolerant, and appeared in Chi Xiaochi's life like a light, like a dream.

He had known him for a full seven years.

At the age of seven, Chi Xiaochi learned that a neighbor had moved in with an older brother, Lou Ying, who was two years older than him.

Children love beautiful people and people who are stronger than them, and Lou Ying, already a standard gentleman beauty at a young age and taller than her peers, fulfills almost all of Chi Xiaochi's fantasies.

While Lou Ying was still packing, Chi Xiaochi had the cheek to go to the door and call out, "Big Brother, Big Brother."

Lou Ying turned to me, a faint sadness still clouding his brow.

Upon noticing the little beaner in the doorway, he smiled gently, "Hmm?"

Chi Xiaochi has been sweet-talking since she was a little girl: "You're so pretty."

Lou Ying, being praised by the same sex for the first time, was slightly stunned for a moment, and then her eyes curved up slightly, "Thank you."

Chi Xiaochi couldn't wait half a day for his next words, and was not curious, "Hey, don't you compliment me on my good looks."

Lou Ying couldn't help but laugh out loud with a ha, put down the mess in her hand, and walked up to him, bowing carefully and surveying him before giving a very sincere answer, "Well, it's very nice to look at."

At the time, Chi Xiaochi could not have been seen as a child who had just suffered the loss of his father and mother.

At that young age he knew how to hide his wounds and lick them alone, refusing to show them to anyone else in the least, just for fear that they would be frightened.

Lou Ying showed Chi Xiaochi such a beautiful world, and even after he left, Chi Xiaochi didn't choose to turn her back on that world, and the way she stubbornly clung to it was both ridiculous and tender.

There were only two empty beds, and Chi Xiaochi had wanted to stay underneath them, but Gan Tang was generous enough to pat the bed and invite him, "Come up, I don't mind. In case something happens, we can take care of each other."

Chi Xiaochi thought for a moment, did not push back much, hugged the quilt and got into bed, occupying a small half of the bed, and slept with his clothes.

Lying on his bed, he was lost in thought.

The mechanism of this world is not difficult to guess: don't be overly indulgent to the ghost children, otherwise their evil thoughts will expand and expand infinitely in the invisible world, and they will take what they want, and Qin Ling is an example of this; but you can't be too harsh to them, and you can't reject them too often and roughly, or else you will also very likely to incur retaliation.

To put it bluntly, be a qualified teacher of the people.

However, they have already crossed the line without knowing it.

They've already seen the light of day, and who knows what these kids will do next.

With this thought on his mind, he did not fall asleep until the latter part of the night.

As Chi Xiaochi drifted off into a not-so-restful sleep, he could faintly hear a voice whispering in his ear and sighing, "You, you."

Immediately afterward, he felt a gentle warm tickle in his earlobe, a touch so irritating that it felt like he was scratching at the center of his foot with a feather, calling him to curl even his toes and gently grab the sheets.

He hummed out a low, "...... Well."

...... Well, without waking up, he rolled over and went back to sleep.

Strangely enough, he slept extremely soundly during the latter part of the night, and did not even dream a single dream.

However, Chi Xiaochi's worst fears were realized when he woke up.

After the taste of blood, it was clear that the mood among the kids was off.

They sat in the cafeteria in a uniform, mechanical silence, hands hanging down, heads bowed, their childish eyes exchanging messages that only they could read.

Liu Chengyin, holding his breakfast, stumbled and almost vomited at the strong smell of burning as he walked into the cafeteria.

As she instinctively stood her ground, two dozen expressionless faces turned sunflower-like toward her, calling out to her in a false sweat.

Liu Chengyin had spent most of the night mentally constructing himself, and when he saw this situation, he composed himself, straightened his back, and slowly walked into the cafeteria, distributing food one by one.

In contrast, last night's rowdy and bearish brat on the contrary quiet and disciplined a lot, received the lunch box, then clip vegetables and rice, contained in the mouth to chew silently.

Soon, three or four children spit out the rice in their mouths, yelling, "Teacher, we don't want to eat this! This is too bad to eat!"

Immediately there was an echo, and many of the children banged their chopsticks on the rim of their bowls in an uproarious manner.

The faces of all the people standing at the entrance of the cafeteria turned ugly.

They expected that after the Qin Ling incident, the difficulty of this world might rise again and the situation would become more and more unmanageable, but they did not expect that the mutation would come so quickly.

Liu Chengyin forced a smile and said, "Then ...... what do you want to eat, the teacher will make it for you? Braised lion's head, or chicken soup, as long as you want to eat--"

"Teacher."

A child interrupted her, licking his mouth, staring straight at Liu Chengyin like a small gourmand hunting for food, and saying in a milky voice, "...... Are you tasty."