Chapter 121 Chapter 1 Hot Pursuit

Not two days after the incident, the boy recovered and was discharged from the hospital.The girl's father never came to see grandpa again. When I came back from my grandfather's house, I was bored for a long time.I don't know why, but roses rarely enter my dreams.But I never stop watering it.Although the days are quieter, I always have a strange feeling in my heart.Especially the escaped Ruoji ghost, I don't know when it will come to take revenge on me and grandpa. During this period of time, I passed the senior high school entrance examination and successfully entered high school.Although I never thought of continuing to study after completing the nine-year compulsory education, since I have received the notification letter from high school, I have to look forward to it.Our junior high school does not have a library, so what I look forward to most is the high school library.

The high school is far away from home, and the school implements closed management, and it is stipulated that there is only one holiday per month.So I spend less time with my grandfather. I keep "Bai Shu Drive" with me all the time, but I don't let other students see it. I only read it secretly before going to bed, and I have to cover it with another book when I read it.In this way, if a classmate asks, I will say that I am reading another book.Because Grandpa has explained that this book cannot be read casually by other people, if others imitate it carelessly, it will cause very serious consequences.

Of course, I can only secretly watch a little bit of "Hundred Skills Drive" every day, and spend more free time in the library.But the first time I entered the library, it scared me enough. At that time, I liked reading world famous books the most.The world famous books in the library are all relatively old books, and the pages of the books are easy to fall off. One afternoon, I browsed the library for more than half an hour before borrowing two books.When I came out of the library, the book in my hand accidentally slipped to the ground, and the pages fell off and were blown away by the wind. I hurried to catch up with the light yellow pages that were blown everywhere.

After taking two steps, there was a scream of pain from behind, followed by the screams of several girls who were frightened.I picked up the pages that had stopped turning, turned my head, and the wind poured an unpleasant fishy smell into my nostrils.Then the dazzling scarlet made me feel that the earth was spinning at a high speed, and I almost fell down... In fact, when I was in the library lobby, I felt inexplicably uneasy, as if something was following me.My psychological suggestion has always been accurate.The lobby of the library was dead silent.The administrator at the door fell asleep on the table.Tables, chairs, chandeliers, calligraphy and paintings are all where they should be, and there is nothing unusual about them.They also know the existence of that thing, but they can't say it.

something is following me? Thinking of this, my footsteps panicked, and I speeded up and walked towards the gate.The body suddenly shook violently and lost its balance.My feet actually tripped over the red carpet on the ground!I fell and scraped a piece of my hand.At that very moment, I felt the thing catch up to me. I hugged my head tightly, and the rotation of the earth slowed down, and it took a long time before it gradually stabilized. I thought it would be fine, but I didn't expect that thing to chase after me when I walked out the door. Turning my head to look behind me, I saw a huge stone ball pressing on the body of a strange male classmate, and the girls next to me opened their eyes that were enlarged due to fear.The boy who was pinned opened his mouth to call for help, but he couldn't make any sound.Hands and feet are twitching violently.The blood was like bright red tongues gradually devouring the Crayon Shin-chan pattern on the white coat.

When I first entered this high school, I carefully inspected the surroundings of the library.The boulder ball was originally placed on top of a large black ashlar.This is one of the iconic buildings of the school.The radius of the big stone ball is more than one meter, and the square stone underneath is about the same size.They have been there since the school was founded fifty years ago.I heard from an older teacher at the school that one of the first batch of freshmen admitted after the school was established had a male student who was crushed to death by a big stone ball.Later, after investigation, it was found that the time of crushing to death was midnight, but why the good stone ball would roll down is still unanswered.

Now, it has passed through fifty years of time, through countless mornings when birds chirped, through countless evenings when sunsets dyed the sky red, through countless nights when thousands of houses are peacefully lit, and rolled down without hindrance. Another young life was lost. I felt that the stone ball was rolling towards me, and if it was a second later, I would be the one who fell down.I thought to myself, could it be that I collided with something unclean? I hurriedly scanned the surroundings with my eyes, as if looking for an object that had just been lost, but I couldn't find it.I know that thing hasn't quite left.It is like a sniper who missed an attack, hiding far away in a hard-to-find corner, staring at its target, waiting for the next opportunity to inflict fatal damage on the target.Could it be that the Ruoji ghost has come here after him?

The big stone ball is too heavy, many people can only watch, but they can't come up with a way to save people.Experienced old people say that you can't roll a stone ball, you can only move it away.Failure to do so could crush the victim's bones and internal organs, making the situation worse.But can the stone ball be easily moved by a few strong men?Besides, there are no construction tools here. By the time the ambulance arrived, the injured were not breathing.The nearby construction team heard the news and came to remove the stone ball with special tools. But it was too late, and the deceased was already lying there like a frog whose stomach had been trampled with leather shoes.

I clearly remember that the wind that day was wrapped in biting cold air.Several medical staff put the deceased on a stretcher and covered him with a pale sheet.Probably a buttery liquid oozed from the belly, soaking the sheet cloth.There is a small piece of red in the center of the yellow, which is blood.So it looks like an autumn chrysanthemum from a distance, a sick autumn chrysanthemum, a dehydrated autumn chrysanthemum, and a sickly and decadent one.The wind picked up again, and the single cloth was like a piece of rippling water, undulating, as if the person under the cloth twisted his body because he was uncomfortable sleeping on the stretcher, looking for a more comfortable posture, or the wind was too cold, The people under the cloth wanted to wrap themselves tightly in the single cloth because they lost their body temperature, so as not to let the remaining heat escape.

One of the dead man's hands slipped from the stretcher and wobbled from side to side as the medical staff ran.It made me think the man wasn't dead, maybe my face was making mischievous faces under the sheet, laughing at everyone's fuss. Back in the dormitory, I still had lingering fears. As soon as I closed my eyes, I saw the momentum of the big stone ball rushing towards me.I think that stone ball is waiting for me on the square stone, waiting for fifty years of ups and downs.