The bound spirits

Although our town is industrially developed, but there is only one middle school, the town's nine villages of school-age students almost all in this middle school (excluding the rich and able to go to the city), naturally I will not be an exception. The history of the town's high school is rumored to be very long, and I do not know if it is true, the old people say that as far back as the Tongzhi years of the Qing Dynasty, there has been a small-scale school, often with the sound of reading aloud. Long history of the school, often dusted with many little-known strange and unusual stories. Today, by the seven on a good talk, their own experience, or hearsay, our school in the hidden rumors of the ghostly taste it!

　　Our school is very large, separated by a straight boulevard from east to west as the sports area and teaching area. In the southeast corner of the campus sports field, there was an old, flat, short building, which looked quite old, and by the time I entered my first year of high school, it was already abandoned and unused. The principal did not strongly request the janitors to come here to trim the weeds, so he just let them crawl wildly, and the long green vines already poked their tentacles along the walls, slightly poking out the top of the short building and reaching up into the sky, waving the few bright new flowers that had grown.

　　Three tall mango trees are planted next to each other. These three mango trees are so luxuriant that they are bigger than the ones on both sides of the school road, like three green lids that cover the sky and guard the short building. It also makes this area permeated with a cold air all year round, even in the hot summer noon, it is still very shady. Not far to the north of the abandoned building, next to the east wall, is a similarly barren, barely used sand pond, two square sand ponds side by side, the pond filled with lonely sand like the dead Robur, in the sun in the emit a cold heat. On the side of the sand pond are some single bars, double bars, rings and other sports equipment, but in physical education class, the teacher never led us there to train.

　　During my first year, I often looked at the southeast corner of the sports field from afar, and the short building seemed to sigh out a sigh of sadness in the tangle of vines and weeds, and the empty single and double bars and rings seemed to be whispering to me the unknown story.

　　I am a very bold person, as a child often pestered my mother to tell me ghost stories, my mother naturally will not speak, but also admonished me, children to listen to these is to die? So, I was curious about books like Liaozhai, archaeology and tomb raiding, and often went to bookstores and libraries to hunt for curiosity. This curiosity is growing with my age, I have always been interested in the history of that short building in the school, why in the end it will be abandoned there for many years, but no one thought of playing it, there is something hidden here. So I asked people about it, intentionally or unintentionally.

　　However, it was almost impossible for my classmates to know. Only a boy in the same class warned me that it is better not to ask about such things. When I heard him say that, I became more and more interested, so I pressed on. He was anxious all of a sudden, "You're a girl, how come you're not afraid? That place, that place, is going to be haunted ...... by seven, I really convinced your nerves ......"

　　Haunted? In this way, I am more to explore an understanding, and I am not too good to ask the teacher. Teachers may know, just know probably will not tell me. After all, this kind of "good learning", in school, is not desirable, after asking, probably I will also become the teachers in the eyes of the strange class it. I thought so, so I decided to go deeper into the tiger's den and find out what was going on.

　　I fondly remember that it was a late study period in my junior year. The reason why I chose after the evening study, mainly also looking for atmosphere, and only at night, the ghosts may be active. As I said before, I have a lot of guts, but it's not that I don't believe there are ghosts in this world, but the more I believe there are ghosts, the more I want to confirm it.

　　With such a curious and adventurous spirit, I was the last student to leave every day after the evening recess because I was in charge of locking the classroom door. However, instead of going straight home, I crossed the school path like a rat, dodged the gatekeeper's inspection, and burrowed into the sports field. You know, at night, after the school road, the school is like trapped in another time and space. The huge soccer field is like a blank, dark, unearthly world.

　　A sudden gust of evening wind blowing grass, cold instantly penetrated into my heart, although now in the height of summer, but I still can not help but shiver with horror, the pores on the arm slightly erect. Just now in the teaching area, but also hot and sweaty, and now here, how also feel the cold? I can't help but think to that place, can't it be that there really is a ghost, the evening breeze just now is its greeting? I looked around and found myself standing in the middle of a 400-meter circular runway, not far from the area where the short building was located. The wind in my ears suddenly stopped, and I could only hear the sound of insects stinging in the grass, with a few hints as if people were whispering. The sound was very penetrating in this empty night, but not like the real thing, ethereal and very far away, as if from a different time and space.

　　I plucked up my courage and took a dozen steps along the side of the track and came to a single bar, with a short building just a stone's throw away, but my palms were beaded with sweat and my heart was pounding. I knew I was afraid, after all, this place - weeds in the dark like the hands of the devil, shaking in the wind with evil thoughts. The short building hidden among them is more a chatty haunted ancient mansion in the real world is manifest, eerie mango trees in the night with a piercing chill, like three tall ghosts and monsters.

The bound spirits in the deserted sand pond

　　Oh my God, if there really are ghosts, what should I do? I looked back to see behind me, the last lighted classroom in the teaching area was out, indicating that all the teachers and students had left the school. I was not afraid to go out without a door, although as a girl, I was a first-class master of climbing walls. But, if there really is a ghost, who should I ask for help?

　　With this in mind, I couldn't help but get really scared. A positive body, staring forward, goose bumps all over the body suddenly all up, pores up. The scene in front of me made me confused. In the single bar behind five meters away, one of the sand pool on the edge of the double bar, actually hanging upside down a girl wearing a dark blue school uniform, the uniform is our school summer uniform, and I wear the exact same. Her legs are twisted and hung around the two bar handles, her body hanging upside down, her arms crossed over her chest, her long black hair hanging down to the sand on the ground, a face of blue sunken white complexion, black deep eyes, purple lips, a slight grin of weirdness.

　　My heart tightened, almost shut up, my feet did not move back freely, "Oh my God, the face is blue, this is not a person, this is not a person ......" I kept telling myself in my heart, want to back away, and keep her distance. But the footsteps are surprisingly hesitant to move. I took a sharp look at the ground beneath my feet, actually around my side, ambling crawling three girls wearing the same dark blue school uniform, their hands clutching my legs, so I could not move.

　　"We are lonely here for eight years, tonight, you are the first to come here to play with us ......, sister, we are really lonely ah, come play with us ah ......" hanging upside down on the The girls on the double bar suddenly put away the weird smile, turn to reveal a grim but sad face, said.

　　I shook my head, "No, I will not play with you ...... you are not human ...... you are ghosts ......"

　　"Yes, we are ghosts ...... But why did you break in even though you knew we were ghosts?" A pair of black and purple-skinned hands reached toward my calf to touch it.

　　"Because, because ...... I'm a master ghost hunter ...... I'm going to drive you all out of school, you bad guys ...... "I do not know where to come from the crazy energy, yelled, and then the left and right legs jerked, the body stumbled backwards, almost fell to the ground, I quickly got up, the back of the school bag flung forward: "Look at the move, do not think that the ghost on the biggest, I am not afraid of you ...... "In fact, said, my heart is also trembling horror, but if at this point vulnerable, the ghost will take advantage of the situation to haunt my body and mind, I can only harden my head, strong courage potential, to see if I can scare them back.

　　"Students ...... you, what are you mad here?"

　　I heard a voice behind me, snapped back, turned around and saw the janitor uncle was pointing a flashlight at me.

　　"Uncle, why are you here?" I asked with open trepidation, but my heart was also set much lower.

　　"This is what I want to ask you, little girl, you do not go home after school, run here to catch what ghosts?" The doorman uncle a face of speechless and incomprehensible wrath: "Come on, give me back, really, a girl, in the middle of the night, run here, what crazy ah!"

　　"But, just now," I turned my eyes to look at the sand pool side, but nothing, everything back to the original state, a heavy darkness, but my mind still can not erase the image of just now, the sunken blue hair white but sad face, "Uncle, not ... ... ... uncle, do you see, in the sand pool over there, there is a girl, wearing the same blue school uniform as me, the face is also blue ...... uncle, you hurt my hand ......"

　　I shouted openly while being dragged out of the sports field by the janitor uncle and taken to the north school entrance, where in his duty room he admonished me, "I won't tell your class teacher about this, but don't go near that place again, or else ......"

　　"Or else what? ......" I stubbornly a beak, vowed to fight the evil spirits to the end, "I am very heavy Yang Qi, no ghost can hurt me ......"

　　"Heavy you little kid, that place is very evil!" The doorkeeper uncle did not have a good temper and admonished.

　　"Then you tell me? You told me, I will not go. Otherwise, I have to sleep there until dawn, but also to the ghost sister can not wait out ...... "I put my butt to the doorman uncle's duty room on a cushioned chair, as if he did not say, I will not leave the fierce posture.

　　"What? You ......" the janitor uncle is probably half a lifetime of janitorial work, but also never met me such a nervous girl, right? He looked at me with a puff of anger, suddenly turned his gaze to the door, southeast, and then the door quickly a closed, moved another chair across from me and said, "I can talk to you, but you dead girl is not allowed to talk around!"

　　I put my right hand a toast in front of my forehead, promised: "Yuzi promise to uncle, to talk nonsense, then change your name to 'Tian Qi'."

　　"Your name is Yuchi?" Uncle asked.

　　I looked at the uncle with expectation and a smile and nodded, "Yes, I am Yuchi, Yuchi is the reason for the Yuchi, seven is the seven fairies of the seven."

　　The uncle actually returned my sentence: "Obviously people look so cute, but change a strange name, or a strange person."

　　"Just, I'll tell you about it." Uncle meaningful, that thought like back to the distant past, "eight years ago, that short building was originally a school student canteen. At that time, the school believed that the third-year students were busy revising for the exams. They have too little time to rest at noon, from home to school, some students also live far away, the time is even more rushed. So a cafeteria was set up in the school to take care of the junior high school students' Chinese food. In the cafeteria is responsible for the purchase of food is then a sister-in-law of the principal, this sister-in-law relies on the principal's power, using the power of her position, from the purchase of ingredients to obtain huge profits. In those years, everyone said that she made enough black money. She used to pick up some rotten vegetables and melons that people threw away in the market, and buy some frozen or even stinky pork or chicken that had been frozen for several days, and come back to process them for the students' lunch. In short, she always gets the most income with the least expense. As a result, there were several cases of food poisoning in the cafeteria, causing students to vomit and have diarrhea. Parents were also angry and reacted to the education office about the accidents, but repeatedly ordered to rectify the situation, all to no avail. It was not until the last food poisoning accident that ten students died at once. Several departments intervened to investigate and said that the virus infection was caused by the unfresh pork. Since that accident, the principal and his sister-in-law were dismissed from their positions and investigated, but even so, the dead students could not be revived. It was later heard that the principal and his sister-in-law had both gone crazy before the court trial and died shortly afterwards inexplicably, the cause of death being so bizarre that the medical examiner reported that they had died of food poisoning. Many people said that it was the ghosts of the dead students who were asking for their lives. The school cafeteria was also deserted when the bizarre rumors started."

　　Speaking of which, the doorman's eyes were gloomy, revealing a gloomy sadness.

　　"Humph, deserved! The wolf-hearted thing, just to earn a few stinking money, left the students' death behind the ass." I was listening, naturally, righteous anger, but after all, things have been so long, the evil one also got retribution, so it is not good to curse in front of the uncle what, so the topic back to here, "But, just now I saw the four girls, they are?"

　　"They did not die of food poisoning." The uncle seemed interested in letting me know the whole truth and continued, "After the canteen was closed, also in the same year. The school's newly appointed principal, in order to cover up the impact of the incident, also wanted to put that place to good use, so he built a sports equipment area next to the cafeteria, the sand pond that had been abandoned. However, one day during lunch break, four girls had an accident there. It was too early in the morning and there were not many students on campus, so there were no witnesses to the incident, except that when the teachers arrived, the four girls were already lying on the ground in different positions. The doctor identified that they were all playing from a single or double bar, fell accidentally and landed hard on their heads, resulting in serious brain tissue injuries and death. Alas, the poor children! Since then, the school has ordered that students are not allowed to go there anymore, to play or to attend classes."

　　I asked with some confusion, "So the school never thought of bulldozing the place and rebuilding some new buildings?"

　　"I thought about it, but it failed." The older man pondered slightly, "It seems to be five years ago, right? The school had hired a construction team to demolish the building, but during the construction, the excavator worker went crazy and fell off the ground from the driver's seat and died alive. Alas! Even if it were really torn down, it would be impossible to erase those sad traces ......"

　　"The students always believed that the ghosts of the dead students were bound and trapped in that short abandoned cafeteria building. The four girls were the ones who were killed by those ghosts and became the earth-bound spirits who could not leave for reincarnation. So, girl, do not go near there again, really, you have to listen to the uncle."

　　The gatekeeper finally admonished me in a serious way.

　　I nodded in agreement, and as I was leaving the duty room, I deliberately swept my gaze to the southeast corner of the sports field. In the dark, gloomy air, in the southeast corner, a few wavering white fires were lightly pulsating, and I could hear the sound of a few spoons hitting a metal lunchbox in the wind.

　　I knew that it was the sound made by students waiting for their meals, bored in line and hitting the lunchbox with their own spoons.