Chapter 1 A Different Six Points

　　"On June 2, three girls were born in the second high school of Nam Giang City, Dian Province, playing the Ouija board game in the classroom at ten o'clock sharp after the evening study session. After returning home that night student AB all died. Before the death, the family of the deceased B received a phone call from her daughter. Claimed: there is someone at home ...... don't know who it is, the door is not open, the window is not open, she finished checking all the doors and windows, there is no one in, but she can clearly hear the breathing sound coming from behind her." 　　"Decedent C died at the same time as AB, two hours before her death, C's father received a phone call from his daughter, also stating that there was someone in the house, and that she was doing her homework in front of the window sill, and always had the feeling that there was someone outside the window watching her. Just moving around, silently watching her. However, her house was on the sixth floor. Two hours later, C died on her desk with extreme terror on her face." 　　Lines of text were imprinted into a pair of clear eyes whose owner had a nice face. The facial lines were soft and smooth, full of youthfulness, two thick sword-like eyebrows without looking too sharp, and the hair was an ordinary student's smooth straight hairstyle with somewhat long bangs. The height is about one meter seventy-five or so. 　　Borrowing the book erected on the desk, his eyes burned as he flipped through the news on his cell phone, and his slender fingers scratched the cell phone screen. The head does not lift. 　　"On July 8, the third class of the sophomore year of Gan Province's Bao Tong High School suddenly lost power for three minutes. None of the places in the neighborhood where it was located tripped, and the local power grid was tested without any problems. Just within three minutes of the end of the evening study hall. Nine whole students died with a smile on their faces." 　　"June 12 ......" 　　"Brush ......" Before he could finish reading, the cell phone in his hand was snatched away by a handful. Qin Night slightly raised his head, and all the surrounding scenery was reflected in his eyes. 　　Qingxi Middle School in Qingxi County, Xiajiang City, Xichuan Province, the only high school in the entire county. In the classroom with clear windows, opposite the blackboard was a blackboard filled with writing, and the slogan "365 days to the college entrance exam" was glaringly pasted on the blackboard. The big words "Study hard and rise up every day" on the upper part of the board were very eye-catching. 　　The desk in the classroom is a bit old. The old yellow paint was slightly peeling, revealing the dark brown wood underneath. 　　The time was now five o'clock in the afternoon, not long after the last class had ended. There weren't many people in the senior 3-2 class anymore. There was only him, and the two taller students who sat dangling at the table to his right. 　　The one on the left had hairy inches, and his school uniform was wide open, revealing a cheap silver-plated chain inside that had faded a bit. The right side of the clothes of high-grade, but obviously look like a man, but pretended to be ruthless expression, forced snicker at the corners of the mouth, so that these two people seem to be two plants grow crooked seedlings. 　　Qin Night's heart thumped. 　　Zhang Yilong, Wang Chenghao, the class is famous for two small gangsters. Fighting smoking and molesting girls do nothing, they never and their well water offenses river water, can hide as far away as possible, did not expect, just now looking at the cell phone into the fascination, but did not go with the classmates. 　　Any school, any class, I do not know how many people and he is the same, on the class of nothing, against their own small ruffians dare not say. Violence in schools will always be a very hard to talk about under the dark side of the education industry. 　　"Ch-ching ......" cheap plastic lighter lit a cheap red river, the pungent smell of smoke made Qin Night's eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and then quickly stretched. Zhang Yilong pretended to be mature inhaled a mouthful, thought he was very pie spit greenish blue smoke, looked at the hands of the cell phone snorted, "stupid not?" 　　"Ouija board fairy ...... nine female students died ...... tragically tsk tsk, who believe who fucking stupid. Now this kind of news can also be on today's headlines? These editors have nothing to do?" 　　"I heard that your family sells wreaths?" Zhang Yilong squinted at Qin Night. Qin Night gently pursed her lips, "Give me back my cell phone." 　　"Crap ......" "Give it back to him." Before Zhang Yilong could finish, Wang Chenghao sat down on the table with a big horse, one foot on the chair, and looked at Qin Night with a raised eyebrow, "This kid has a bit of a temper, do you think it's the same as that meaty fat guy in class? Can't put out a muffled fart to death?" 　　"Grass!" Zhang Yilong spat a mouthful of smoke on Qin Night, grunted and turned his head away, his cell phone drew a parabola, Qin Night casually grabbed it and landed in his hand. 　　"Something wrong?" Qin Night put the phone into his pants pocket, suppressing the tension in his heart and asked. 　　"Nothing ...... is wrong." Wang Chenghao stared at Qin night for a few seconds, smiled and jumped down, an arm around the neck of Qin night: "Little white boy, big things are not. But today, well ...... Zhang Yilong and I are cleaning. It just so happens that the brothers have something to do later. Do you see ...... to be smooth?" 　　Qin Night's eyes moved slightly and looked at the classroom. Sure enough, it was a mess, and the blackboard hadn't even been wiped. 　　"What are you guys up to?" He spoke with deliberation, "The school has a rule that you have to leave the school by six o'clock. It's been on repeat since three days ago, once every half hour. Failure to leave once will result in expulsion. I don't have time." 　　Before he finished speaking, Wang Chenghao's hand tightened and his voice became low, "Eh?" 　　Qin Night didn't dare to continue. 　　Wang Chenghao inclined his head and took a drag on a cigarette, spitting on Qin Night's face, Qin Night coughed several times. Wang Chenghao said in a gloomy voice, "What do you mean? Brother asked you to help please can't please you is not it?" 　　"Six points ......." 　　Before finishing, the hand on the neck violently exerted force, hooped Qin Night's face was white, hard to hold down the following words. Zhang Yilong had already carried a broom over, and threw it into his arms, his voice an octave higher: "Sweep!" 　　The voice echoed in the empty classroom, and Qin Night clenched his teeth, wrenched away the other's arm as he forced down his anger and spoke, "I ...... sweep. But you guys have to help, or I can't finish sweeping before six." 　　"Are you fucking stupid?" Wang Chenghao spit out a mouthful of cigarettes and crushed it hard: "Say six o'clock at six o'clock? What's wrong with not leaving at six o'clock? Let you go and go, are you stupid?" 　　"Don't be so fucking shameless! I let you sweep because I think it's good for you! Don't fuck around! Sweep!!!" 　　Qin Night took a deep breath and bit his lip as he spoke, "Don't you guys think it's strange?" 　　"Since this last week, there have suddenly been a lot more paranormal incidents on the news. This kind of stuff used to be completely banned by the state! And the Ministry of Education all this week wrote down that classes must end at four-thirty. School used to end at five-thirty! Three orders that you have to be home by six, and if you're not, you have to have a few people together!" 　　"And the school radio, which is broadcast every day, do you think the school is joking?" 　　Sudden silence. 　　Zhang Yilong and Wang Chenghao looked at Qin Night like they had seen a ghost, and after a few seconds, they violently laughed in unison. 　　"Hahahahaha! Hahahaha!!!" "Laughing my ass off!" 　　"What era is it, there are still idiots who believe this?" "I grass ...... can't ...... I fucking really can't! Amusing me to death!" "The school's ordinance is actually applied to the head of this kind of brainless news in today's headlines, laughing at my father! God's brain!" 　　The two laughed like toads and gasped on the table. Qin Night expressionlessly looked at the two men and spoke deeply, "Today is the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar." 　　"How many, how many meanings?" Wang Chenghao said as he wiped the tears from his laughter. 　　Qin Ye shook his head and spoke solemnly, "On the half of the seventh month, ghosts run amok, ghost gates open, and a hundred ghosts walk at night. It's also the Bon Festival, one of the three major ghost festivals." 　　"Puhahahahahaha!!!" "Bon Festival, hahaha! I've fucking forgotten the name! Worthy of someone whose family owns a wreath store!" "Hahaha, Brother Wang, that's not called a wreath store, that's called a funeral row! You know shit ...... can't do it, laugh me to death! Hahaha!!!" 　　Qin Night sighed bitterly. 　　Regardless of whether other people believe it or not, his family does this, to this kind of thing rather believe it or not. However now? 　　How many people still believe this? 　　Silently, he picked up the blackboard eraser and wiped the blackboard. Wang Chenghao and Zhang Yilong smiled as they sat on the table without the slightest intention to reach out. Instead, they lit another cigarette, lowered their voices and laughed as they discussed his words and actions just now. Faintly can hear "stupid" "look like a ghost ......" and other phrases floating. 　　Time passes by, Qin night did not expect these two people to reach out, busy himself sweating profusely. Near graduation, not only is the blackboard densely packed, the floor of the calculation of the paper, broken test papers are also quite a lot. There are also used bad pencils, erasers and so ...... on simply to name a few. 　　"Hoo ......" I don't know how long it was when he straightened his back. Zhang Yilong's impatient voice had already come over, "Is it okay? How much longer? Sweeping a floor is so troublesome, can you still do it?" 　　Before the words fell, suddenly, the school's radio rang out without warning. 　　"Fellow students, it's six o'clock of the day again. The school authority once again solemnly reminds students to leave the campus within twenty minutes, this is the deadline. Once you violate this, you will be subject to expulsion. The school authority will not be responsible for any consequences." 　　Qin Night stood up, his voice resounding through the empty campus. Wang Chenghao and Zhang Yilong were indifferent. 　　"If you are still on campus, please leave the school by all means before six ten. Please never walk amongst the many glass, or rooms that have not been opened for a long time. Never approach the old school buildings. These areas are under construction, so please be safe." 　　"All staff on duty please deploy in groups of five. Our school will be guaranteed to be without power all night. Until five o'clock tomorrow morning. This notice is effective immediately, and all duty personnel will be evacuated outside the school grounds. There is no need for inspections during the night." 　　What they didn't know was that all 23 provinces, 661 cities, 1,636 counties, and 41,636 towns and villages in the entire country of China were all broadcasting the same announcement. 　　At this moment, more than a billion people in the country, except for places without electricity, cab cars, subways, TV at home, radio channels, there is no news, even the popular stars have all given way. For five whole minutes, the same broadcast was played in rotation. 　　"Attention of the people of the city ...... Please try not to go out after six-thirty, please make good indoor security ......" "Attention of the people of the whole county, by six-thirty Please find a place to board by all means. Please make sure to check the ID of the person who is boarding A. After six-thirty, please make sure not to be alone in a room. At least three people in a group ......" "Attention all villages ......" 　　For no reason at all, Qin Night shivered. 　　He didn't know why ...... right after this broadcast rang out, he felt ...... that his surroundings had turned cold. 　　It was a very bizarre atmosphere, not the coldness of the air, but the gloomy coldness. As if hocked to the bone, there was someone who pressed against his neck and hailed out the cool air of the long dead, making people's hairs stand up in sweat. 　　"Go!!!" Without saying a word, he grabbed his book bag and rushed towards the door. 　　However, the book bag was grabbed by something. 　　It was on the table, not moving an inch.