Gossiping was not only a hobby of women, but also a hobby of men. On the way to the dormitory with books in his arms, Yang Guangtai vividly described what had happened the day before.
Zhang Mingyu was a famous tall, rich, and handsome man in the University of Finance and Economics. He was very popular with girls. Compared with Zhang Mingyu, whose family owned several companies, Li Xianyu's house was nothing.
All tall, rich, and handsome men wanted to have sex with many women. No, all men wanted to have sex with them, but they were too poor to afford it.
Zhang Mingyu changed girlfriends frequently, so he didn't have a good reputation. But that didn't stop him from being charming and popular. Especially those girls who said they were rich and often changed girlfriends. They didn't like such a playboy.
In fact, if Zhang Mingyu had taken the initiative to pursue him, they probably wouldn't have been able to escape.
Oh, women!
However, such a rich second-generation with a bright future and countless Cantonese B * s had died just like that.
At seven o 'clock yesterday morning, Zhang Mingyu's body was found in the flower bed behind the library. He was naked, and there was no blood at the scene. He died peacefully as if he was asleep.
The librarian was the first to find the body, because the library opened at seven o 'clock in the morning.
When the librarian found him, he was dead, but his body was still stiff!
The police arrived quickly. After investigating the scene, the body was taken away. The cordon was closed last night.
The school made an announcement in the evening. The reason was that he died suddenly when he was converting the noun "love" into a verb.
This was also in line with the students' speculation that he died suddenly during sex.
"So it's not only hard to kill him, but also sudden death if you have sex too often. The single dog won a round." Yang Guangtai sighed.
"…" Li Xianyu was speechless.
The single dog won a round?
"Who is the female lead? Did you find out?"
"No. The police asked Zhang Mingyu's girlfriend, but it wasn't her. Her roommate testified for her." Yang Guangtai's tone was mixed with envy. "It's not easy to find out. There are too many people who know her."
"Her parents didn't come to the school to make a scene?"
"What are you talking about? The medical examiner's verdict is sudden death. The school is not taking the blame. Besides, even if there is, they will deny any involvement. The university is no pushover, not to mention our university, "said Yang Guangtai.
"Why did such a good person die?" Li Xianyu sighed. On the way back to the dormitory, they had to pass by the library. Li Xianyu suddenly had a bold idea. Great-grandmother had said that after a person dies, their spirit would remain for seven days. He had just awakened his spiritual eye, would he be able to see Zhang Mingyu's spirit?
Over the past few days, he had not seen any spirit bodies. Firstly, there were no dead people nearby. Secondly, the vengeful spirits were not running around.
After opening his Spiritual Eye, it was as though he did not open it.
This was what ordinary people were like when they obtained the legendary superpowers. Even if it might be dangerous, they couldn't help but want to try it.
So she dragged Yang Guangtai to the flower bed behind the library. It was not much different from usual. The plants were green and shiny under the sunlight. Li Xianyu opened his eyes wide and carefully searched every inch of the flower bed, but did not see any creepy figure.
Maybe he needed to open his eyes again!
He blinked hard.
"What are you blinking for?" Yang Guangtai was not interested in joining in the fun anymore. "Go back and put your books away. Let's go back to the dormitory and play games."
Li Xianyu ignored him. He recalled that Great-grandmother had once said, "Don't talk about things that belong to ghosts and gods. If you keep thinking about it, there will be an echo."
"Zhang Mingyu, Zhang Mingyu, Zhang Mingyu …" Li Xianyu murmured and scanned the whole flower bed, hoping to see Zhang Mingyu's spirit body.
Still no …
Impossible. Where could the spirit have gone when she just died?
Did she go home?
Yang Guangtai was confused. He urged Li Xianyu to go back to the dormitory and play games.
Helplessly, Li Xianyu had to leave. Since he had an appointment, he had to go back to the dormitory and play games.
The male dormitory of the University of Finance and Economics was nice. It had its own bathroom, air conditioning, and a washing machine at the end of each floor.
Unwilling to give up, Li Xianyu hid in the bathroom and called Great-grandmother.
"What's up?" The call was quickly connected. Great-grandmother's beautiful voice came from the other side, accompanied by the sound of keyboard typing and mouse clicking.
"Great-grandmother, someone died in my school," Li Xianyu said in a low voice.
"Oh, and?"
"But I can't see the spirit body. Is the spiritual eye you opened for me a disposable one?"
"Of course not. How could there be such a lousy thing as a disposable spiritual eye?" Great-grandmother thought for a moment. "Did he just die?"
"Yesterday."
"How?"
"Dying under a peony is still a romantic ghost."
"Oh, this kind of person wouldn't be too fierce even if he died. He probably lingered in the girls' dormitory. It's okay if he didn't die. Don't go to places where people die. Spirit bodies are extremely evil. You don't have any means to deal with them except for the spiritual eye. If you meet a ghost, you won't even know how you died." Great-grandmother warned. "Bring me a bottle of yogurt after class."
"Okay, Great-grandmother."
"Good boy, you're so filial." Great-grandmother smiled. "Let's have steak tonight."
"No problem, Great-grandmother."
"I'm hanging up. Don't disturb me when I'm playing games."
Well, not only did he not get to ask the question, but he also got ten bottles of yogurt.
The dormitory was still the same. It was messy but not dirty. Things were placed randomly. Textbooks, clothes, teacups, and computers were all over the place. It was an indoor environment that could kill an obsessive-compulsive disorder. Among the four of them, one was playing basketball, another was on a date with his girlfriend, and the last one was playing games with a bachelor.
The sequela of the lack of 'energy' had yet to disappear. His brain was especially dull. His awareness was always a beat slower than others, and he couldn't keep up with his actions. After sitting for half an hour, Li Xianyu felt a faint pain in his waist.
After popping a 'name too awesome to type' capsule, Li Xianyu said that he didn't want to play anymore. He wanted to go to the toilet.
The toilet in the dormitory wasn't a bathroom. It was just a toilet. If you wanted to take a shower, you had to go to the public bathroom in the middle of the corridor.
Sitting on the toilet, Li Xianyu thought about how he didn't see Zhang Mingyu after opening his spiritual eye. He was quite disappointed. The excitement and eagerness to try out his special ability for the first time even suppressed his fear of ghosts.
He really wanted to see ghosts again.
"Is it an illusion? Why do I suddenly feel so cold?" Sitting on the toilet, Li Xianyu shivered for no reason. A layer of goosebumps appeared on his arms.
The temperature in the toilet dropped by more than ten degrees without warning. At the same time, his eyes burned as if there was a flame burning in them.
At this moment, a bubbling sound came from his crotch. Puzzled, he looked down. With one glance, Li Xianyu's anus suddenly tightened. It was as if a sword had pierced the top of his head, and his scalp went numb.
A pale face appeared in the toilet. Its eyes were hollow, and it happened to meet Li Xianyu's gaze.
When their eyes met, the air seemed to have stopped.
Li Xianyu: Σ (っ ° Д °;) っ
Li Xianyu screamed and jumped three feet high. He retreated to the door of the toilet like a frightened rabbit. His eyes were fixed on the toilet, and his hands were trembling as he pulled up his pants. His movements were urgent, but his arms were trembling so violently that he couldn't get up for a long time.
"What's wrong?" Yang Guangtai knocked on the door and pushed it open.
Li Xianyu leaned against the wall and shrank behind the door. He stared at the toilet, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
Yang Guangtai followed his gaze but didn't see anything. He asked doubtfully, "What are you shouting for? You scared me."
He couldn't see a head slowly poking out of the urinal, revealing half of a lifeless and eerie face that stared straight at him and Li Xianyu.
Then, he crawled out.
Zhang Mingyu!
Li Xianyu slowly shivered and pushed Yang Guangtai away. "You go out first, I need to go to the toilet …"
There must be an echo. Zhang Mingyu came to find him, so it was not good to get Yang Guangtai involved.
Great-grandmother said that if a person didn't die a wrongful death, the resentment wouldn't be too strong, and it wouldn't turn into a resentful spirit. If it wasn't a resentful spirit, it wouldn't be too aggressive.
If it was aggressive, Li Xianyu wouldn't panic. He would open his mouth and give him a set of "socialist core values" 12 times in a row. If it didn't work, he would run home and ask the ancestors for help.
After pushing him out and closing the door, Li Xianyu swallowed and tried to greet him. "Hi, School Hunk."
His legs were slightly trembling, but his emotions were fear and excitement. It was the feeling of watching a horror movie, but this time, it was magnified ten times.
Zhang Mingyu's face was dead, and his eyes were hollow. He slowly floated in front of Li Xianyu.
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