Wang Jian walked out of the canteen with a pale face.
Big Fat was indeed lying to himself.
He said he woke up and found himself at the bank entrance.
Why did the camera record show that he walked alone to the bank entrance at the intersection?
Could it be said that Big Fat killed the three junior high school students?
But for Wang Jian This is simply impossible.
How could a fat man kill three junior high school students who were older than him?
Wang Jian felt very uncomfortable.
Big Fatty actually lied to himself.
He and Big Fatty had been playing together since childhood and were closer than brothers.
He always believed in himself and never doubted what he said.
What should I do now?
When I go back and make this clear, Wang Jian is in a very complicated mood.
"Boy, look at your frown, what are you thinking about?"
A sudden sentence came to Wang Jian's ears.
Wang Jian turned around and looked around.
Hey, there is no one.
Could it be that he heard it wrong?
Wang Jian thought.
Just as he was about to turn around and continue walking back, Wang Jian was startled by the sudden appearance of a person standing in front of him.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the white-bearded old Taoist priest who appeared at his doorstep yesterday evening.
The old Taoist priest is still the same as yesterday, looking nondescript.
He is wearing a torn and dirty white Taoist robe, and a pair of black leather shoes on his feet.
His long white beard stretches to his chest, and he does not wear a Taoist hat on his head.
Still holding a cigarette in his mouth, his two small eyes were looking at Wang Jian with a smile, as if they wanted to see through Wang Jian.
"You, what are you doing?"
Wang Jian said in panic.
Wang Jian estimated that the old Taoist priest in front of him was in his seventies, a little younger than his grandfather.
The general impression given to Wang Jian by the elderly is that he is kind, but the impression given by this old Taoist priest to Wang Jian is that of being vulgar.
"Red clothes and long hair."
The old Taoist priest said these four words and looked at Wang Jian mysteriously.
"Just lie to me.
I haven't seen the long hair in red clothes you mentioned."
Wang Jian glared at the old Taoist priest and thought to himself that he didn't have time to talk nonsense with the old Taoist priest now.
He still had to find it.
Big Fat went to expose his lies and find out the truth of the matter.
"Really?
Then what's in your jacket pocket?"
the old Taoist priest said calmly, squinting at Wang Jian's jacket pocket.
Pocket Wang Jian thought to himself what kind of tricks he wanted to do, so he reached out and touched his pocket.
Unexpectedly, he touched a soft thing like hair.
Wang Jian carefully took out the contents of his pocket.
Then Wang Jian's face turned pale and his whole body trembled.
What Wang Jian took out turned out to be a strand of gray hair.
Wang Jian had doubts about where this hair came from.
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Could it be that the old Taoist priest had just placed it wrong?
Wang Jian's mind was pounding because he remembered that during the morning reading class, his colleague Qin Yue'er said that he saw a strand of hair in his jacket pocket. , and then he didn't find it, so he thought she was lying to him.
Now it seems that he wrongly blamed her.
What makes Wang Jian feel strange is why he didn't find the hair at that time.
The old Taoist priest blew out a smoke ring and said, "Do you feel weird, scared, or scary?"
Wang Jian said nothing and stared blankly at the hair on his hands.
"Monkey, why did it take so long for Ajian to find something?"
Big Fatty smacked his lips and said with an expression that he couldn't wait any longer.
"How do I know?"
said the monkey.
"How about we go back first?
We'll be home in two minutes anyway.
Why waste time waiting here?"
Big Fatty yelled.
The monkey said nothing and looked at the street in front of him.
Wang Jian still did not appear.
I was wondering in my heart, how come Ajian has been gone for so long?
Ten minutes have passed since he promised to be back in two minutes.
Could it be that Monkey didn't dare to think about it anymore?
He suddenly remembered the murder incident at the school gate in the morning.
Monkey looked at Big Fatty with fear on his face and said, "Big Fatty, do you think something will happen to Ajian?"
Big Fatty glared at the monkey and said, "Why are you so clumsy?
Come on, let's go back to find him."
After that, he pulled the monkey and ran towards the original road.
In fact, Big Fat didn't know what was going on.
The figures of the three dead junior high school students kept appearing in front of his eyes, and he wanted to hide far away.
But Wang Jian was his good brother, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and find it.
"That thing has appeared and is now hiding in the three of you."
A glint flashed in the old Taoist priest's eyes.
"What, this is the long hair in red that you said, isn't it just ordinary hair?"
Wang Jian still didn't believe it: "According to what you said, Big Fatty and Monkey also have this kind of hair."
Wang Jian stared at the hair on his hand.
The hair was about 20 centimeters long and looked like it should be a woman's hair.
"Haha, really?"
The old Taoist priest reached out and took the hair and slowly put it on the ground.
Wang Jian stared at the old Taoist priest's movements with a puzzled expression, wondering what he was going to do.
"Didn't you find anything?"
The old Taoist priest smiled and looked at Wang Jiandao: "Look carefully at the hair I put on the ground.
Do you see any clues?"
It was noon at this time, the sun was directly above his head, and when the shadows of all objects were the shortest, Wang Jian discovered that the hair on his head had no shadow.
Wang Jian felt that the hairs on his body were standing on end, his heart was beating wildly, and he felt like he was having a fever.
Like hail.
"Don't be afraid, it has no shadow."
The old Taoist priest looked at Wang Jian with a half-smile.
The old Taoist priest took out a piece of yellow talisman paper from his robe.
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Wang Jian had seen this kind of talisman paper in domestic zombie movies.
Taoist priests in the movies often used it to stick it on the forehead or between the eyebrows of zombies to deal with zombies.
The old Taoist priest put the yellow talisman paper on his hair, and the originally yellow talisman paper slowly began to turn black.
The gray hair slowly melted under the talisman paper at a speed visible to the naked eye until it disappeared, and the whole The yellow talisman paper has turned completely black.
How is it possible?
Why is it gone?
Is it really a ghost?
Wang Jian thought in his mind.
Seeing the horrified expression on Wang Jian's face, the old Taoist priest raised his lips and said proudly: "Boy, I didn't lie to you."
"Then, is that a ghost?"
Wang Jian trembled.
Although he has seen ghosts twice, Wang Jian's courage has not become stronger, but seems to have become smaller.
The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "I see you are stammering when you speak.
What are you afraid of?
You have yin and yang eyes.
It's not like you haven't seen ghosts before.
You will see them many times in the future."
"What, I have yin and yang eyes.
What are yin and yang eyes?"
Wang Jian said with lingering fear.
He seemed to have heard of yin and yang eyes somewhere, but why couldn't he remember it for a moment?"
The old Taoist priest threw the finished cigarette butt to the ground and stamped it out: "Let's not talk about this question first.
Didn't you ask if that hair is a ghost?
I want to say that the real ghost is on one of the three of you.
That hair just now The hair is just a trick."
What the hell is happening to one of him and the big fat monkey?
Wang Jian suddenly seemed to have thought of something.
He looked at the old Taoist priest with a horrified face and said, "Could it be, could it be him?"