Poetry Puzzle 3

Chairman He immediately put on a smiling face and said: "It turns out to be Uncle He. I am the current chairman of the student union, and my surname is also He. We were the same family five hundred years ago. Haha, I'm sorry, I didn't do my job well. I selected some The pick-up and drop-off by unqualified personnel made you late for the school anniversary ceremony." At this point, I felt that my words were a bit nondescript. I quickly turned to He Jianfei and said angrily: "Tell me! How did you receive Uncle He? If you can't tell, I will deduct a five from your overall rating. Points!" He Jianfei made up an excuse in a hurry: "He...he had no one to greet him and there were not enough manpower, so he got lost."

"how about you?"

"Ahem, um... I'm lost too. How else could I run into him?" Looking at He Jianfei timidly looking at Chairman He's bulging eyes that were deformed by excessive anger, and then thinking about He Jianfei's decoding of the strange poem just now In the end, Old Man Li couldn't restrain his excitement during the puzzle. He burst into laughter with a "ha" sound, and the gloom in his heart was temporarily swept away.

After Uncle Li left, He Jianfei felt a lot more relaxed. A Qiang finally found a clue to follow. "Jun Zu" and "Ting Zu" in 1951 were not far from the time when Dong Ou committed suicide. There must be a certain relationship between the two. There is a great connection. Perhaps once the mystery of Dong Ou's suicide is solved, the truth about "Jun Zu" and "Ting Zu" will be easily solved. Thinking of this, He Jianfei slowly put the matter down and concentrated on waiting for news from Old Man Li. But strangely, there was no news from Old Man Li for two months in a row. I don't know if it was because of the interference between him and Old Man Li, but there was no movement. He Jianfei made dozens of calls in annoyance, but the gentle female voice on Mr. Li's cell phone was always: "I'm sorry, the user you dialed is temporarily unavailable. Please call again later." He Jianfei intuitively felt that something was wrong. However, due to the approaching final exam and the heavy review tasks, I had to suppress the idea of going out for the time being and prepare seriously.

The final exam has finally passed, and the school has begun winter vacation. Because the last subject was the English test that He Jianfei was best at, all the review time was used by He Jianfei to make plans for the winter vacation. He wanted to find out where Mr. Li had gone. He wanted to go to Wutai Mountain to find out the root cause and ask his senior brother to come down for help. He wanted to investigate. The President of the Student Union in 1951... A whole eight-fold white paper was lined up so densely that even New Year's Eve and the first day of the Lunar New Year were not spared.

Today is the day before winter vacation. Tomorrow we can take the train straight to Mount Wutai. The luggage had been packed a few days ago, and most of the people in the class went out to have fun. He Jianfei reviewed the commonly used spells and felt upset. He glanced at the empty bed next to him and thought of that bloody face again. , couldn't help but sigh secretly, put away the spell, took out the divination cards secretly passed down from Mount Wutai, and prepared to calculate what time the sound would call. After He Jianfei lined up the formation, he began to chant a mantra to the main card: "The origin of all things, spiritual wisdom..." Before he finished speaking, the cards around the main card began to move faster and faster. He Jianfei looked at the spell book and was stunned for a moment, then he became energetic. It turned out that this set of divination cards secretly passed down from Mount Wutai had its own independent will and was not under the control of the owner. The divination cards did not wait for the owner to issue an order before they were moved. It discovers something that needs to be informed to the master in advance, so it will make another prediction regardless of the master's request. First of all, He Jianfei doesn't like divination, and secondly, the divination cards rarely predict any major events unless they are extremely important. Therefore, He Jianfei only heard from his master that the divination cards have this function. Now that he sees that it is just like the legend, he can't help but put down the spell. book and watched with interest.

After a period of rapid and dizzying movements, the divination cards finally stopped moving, and each card returned to its original semi-trigram circle shape. He Jianfei was a little surprised when he saw that the main card had moved to the outermost layer. The big and small were revealed one by one: "The left head is a green dragon, the right head is a white tiger, the middle axis is a Suzaku..." Suddenly, He Jianfei was so shocked that the cards in his hand fell to the ground, and his body became stiff and motionless. The hexagram in front of him seemed so familiar. Could it be...could it be that what he had calculated was a great ominous hexagram that he had never seen before but had only heard of its name? He Jianfei quickly disrupted the array of cards, but his body was still shaking from fright. He carefully compared the order of the great omens in his memory with the current deck of cards - it was completely consistent! He Jianfei's heart suddenly felt as if he had fallen into a thousand-year ice cellar. The master's words explaining this omen of great omen seemed to be in his ears: "This column is a great omen of omen. The appearance of this omen indicates the arrival of the god of death, and the road to hell is unstoppable." "

"Death is coming...Death is coming...are you talking about me or Yinzi?" He Jianfei was already in a state of confusion, stood up and murmured to himself. There was a sudden strange noise in the dormitory, as if some metal objects were rubbing against each other. He Jianfei's expression changed drastically, and he quickly glanced around the dormitory. There was no movement at all. Could it be that the divination cards are still calling the police? He Jianfei quickly lowered his head and happened to see a faint black shadow shaking gently on top of the chaotic pile of cards. Evocation bell! He Jianfei recognized the shadow almost at first sight. Sure enough, the soul-calling bell hanging on the corner of the bed was shaking gently, and the sound was the result of the collision between the pendant inside and the wall of the bell. In order to serve as a warning and shock, the soul-calling bell is always made of pure gold or pure copper. It makes different harsh sounds depending on the severity of the evil spirit. Why did it act so cautiously tonight? Before He Jianfei could figure out the problem, a miserable cry suddenly came from outside: "No! Ah -" He Jianfei's whole figure seemed to have turned into a sculpture and froze at the window. The voice - it was from the injustice. It came from the direction of the ghost road! The dormitories on both sides suddenly became chaotic, and many hurried footsteps ran out of the door.

People began to ask in surprise: "What happened?"

"I heard screams."

"Call the security department quickly." There was a panicked and chaotic situation.

There has been no movement for two months... Today is not the last day of the winter vacation, nor is it the first day... Today is the day before He Jian flies away... Today there was a murder on Wangui Road. Demonstration! The innocent ghost is demonstrating against him! He Jianfei felt his blood surge, and his whole body was shaking slightly due to the complicated emotions. He rushed to the drawer, took out a relic necklace, put it on his head, and rushed out of the dormitory door as fast as he could. Seeing that he was about to rush out of the building, Huang Dakai hurriedly grabbed him: "Where are you going? There were screams just now, you didn't listen..." He Jianfei suddenly waved his hand and pushed Huang Dakai to stagger back a few steps. , said fiercely: "Don't stop me!" Then he disappeared in a flash. Huang Dakai stopped and touched the wrist that had been pinched twice by He Jianfei in shock: "Ever since Chuanxun's death, he has become weird. Is he the same as that neurotic senior brother?" Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel sad. Shrink up. Last month, the senior brother committed suicide by hanging himself on a small tree next to the audio-visual education building. It is said that before he died, he muttered nonsense like "Xiaofang, I can't live alone." He Jianfei watched After returning from the scene, I didn't eat or drink for a whole day. The first half of this year has not yet ended, and six people have died in the school, far exceeding the record of previous years. Huang Dakai suddenly remembered that he had vaguely heard from others a few days ago that there was a very evil legend in this school - the legend of the Ghost Road...