Its mouth was open, which was the gate of the school.

It's like walking in and entering its belly and never coming out.

I looked at the school in front of me in horror and quickly retreated.

Zhao Jiyou and Jiang Bing noticed my abnormality and frowned and held my body and asked me what was going on.

I held my knees with both hands and shook my head hard and said, "I'm fine." When I raised my head again, the school returned to its original appearance.

Wenrong asked us curiously and concernedly if we had anything to do, and asked if we wanted to take a break.

I wiped the sweat from my forehead and said with a smile.

Wen Rong didn't say much, nodded and continued to walk towards the school.

The school should have existed for many years, with the walls slightly yellowed and even some cracks appeared, and some areas of the walls had fallen off.

The school is not as big as we imagined. It only has a four-story teaching building. Behind the teaching building is a large bungalow, which is the canteen for students.

The bungalow behind the canteen is much smaller than the canteen. Wenrong told us that it is the dormitory of the teacher in the school. Behind the dormitory is the playground, but there is a large platform on the playground.

The platform is about one meter high and has a very wide area. Wenrong pointed to that place and told us that it was used by the school when giving some speeches.

We didn't stay in the rest of the place and went directly to the classroom where something was wrong.

"If something happened, I asked the principal of the school to give the children a vacation and wait for the matter to be cleared and then come to class." Wen Rong took us to the fourth floor of the teaching building: "After the accident, it was not completely confirmed that the deceased committed suicide, so the scene was kept untouched."

We nodded and continued to walk forward with Wenrong, but the more we walked, I felt a strange feeling.

I can't say what this feeling is. It has not appeared for a long time, as if... it seems that I felt this way after entering this school.

I tried my best to focus on other places, and looked at the passing classroom and asked blankly: "Is this school only primary school?"

Wenrong didn't know much about the school's affairs. He did not answer me, but took out his cell phone and asked someone to bring the school's principal.

While waiting for the school principal, Wen Rong took us to the classroom where something happened.

The classroom was at the innermost part of the fourth floor. When we walked to the classroom, we found that the door of the classroom was locked. Looking at the brand new lock, I could think that this was probably what Wen Rong asked someone to lock it up.

It was almost the same as what I thought, Wenrong took out the key from his arms and opened the classroom door.

The classroom door was opened and a stinking smell came to us. Several of us frowned slightly and glanced at the room.

The classroom is very simple, and there is not as much desk as we thought. There is only one desk here, and there are four stools around the desk.

I could imagine that there should be where the four dead were sitting.

There are cracks on the dilapidated walls, which should be caused by the long time in the classroom.

Wenrong staggered his body and took us into the classroom.

The treated scene in the classroom makes us see at a glance.

Next to that desk we saw four body outlines drawn by chalk, which should be the state of the four deceased before death.

"You are the first to arrive at the scene. Have you noticed any signs of being moved after the deceased died?" Jiang Bing slowly squatted down and looked at the four outlines and asked Wen Rong.

Wen Rong shook his head and said firmly: "No one has ever seen these four bodies move. No one has been here for a long time. There is thick dust on the ground. When we arrived, we found several sets of footprints here, but after comparison, we can confirm that these were footprints left by the deceased. Apart from that, nothing was found at the scene."

"No one has been here in this classroom for a long time?" I walked to the side in confusion and looked and asked, "No, when I came, I saw that it said Class 61, why did no one have been here for a long time?"

Wen Rong shook his head and didn't know the situation. He said that the principal was waiting for the principal to come on the way and asked us to ask the principal about the specific situation.

I nodded and continued to observe the surroundings, especially the windows and other places.

After observing it, I found that the windows were locked, and the lock was very firm and it was impossible for me to feel like someone could come in.

In addition, I also found some food debris on the floor of the classroom. According to the situation, the debris that the four deceased felt dizzy and vomited when they were poisoned by gas.

"Have you taken the things that the deceased vomited for testing?" I asked Wen Rong.

Wen Rong nodded and said, "I have been taken to the city for testing, and the test results have also come out. They are all ordinary meals, nothing else."

I nodded and suddenly looked at the gas tank next to me. Just when I was about to ask, Wenrong answered a call, and then he told us to go downstairs to find the principal, and just brought the witnesses over.

After Wen Rong left, I looked at Zhao Jiyou and asked in confusion: "From that piece of paper, you should be able to see that the four dead people have invited the Dixian. Since they have invited the Dixian, can you notice it?"

Zhao Jiyou didn't answer me, and his originally smiling cheeks suddenly became serious.

I saw him slowly closing his eyes and walking quietly in the room. It was strange that his eyes were obviously closed but he didn't hit anything while walking.

When he was waiting for him to walk to the desk, he slowly opened his eyes.

I didn't understand what he was doing, so I asked the question I just now again.

Zhao Jiyou was silent for a moment and told me, "Dianxian is not an undead, nor is he unjustly die. I can't feel the person who died suddenly. Besides, it's entirely possible that the Dixian is a ghost or an immortal."

This answer made me a little disappointed, but Zhao Jiyou spoke again without waiting for me to speak: "I have said before that there are two taboos for asking for a dice fairy. The first is not to ask for injustice, and the second is not to ask about the way to die. In fact, there are not only these taboos, but also some taboos."

"There are still taboos?" I asked in confusion.

Zhao Jiyou nodded slowly and walked back and forth in the room gently, looking around: "Please respect Dixian, because you don't know what extraordinary actions Dixian will do. Also, after asking Dixian to ask Dixian, you must send Dixian back. Otherwise, Dixian might always follow you unless you die..."

"The problem now is that I can't figure out whether these four deceased committed suicide or killed him." I scratched my head in distress.

Jiang Bing looked at me with a flash of eyes: "Actually... there is another way to know whether the deceased committed suicide or kill him."

"What method?" My eyes lit up and I looked up at Jiang Bing.

Jiang Bing smiled and looked at Zhao Jiyou: "You can say it."

I turned my eyes to Zhao Jiyou again. Zhao Jiyou shook his head with a wry smile and said, "It's easy for me to say it. As for whether he believes it or not, it will be a different matter."

What else can I believe after experiencing Mu Chengzhi's case?

The ghosts and gods have already been stationed in my mind. Is there any fact that is even more unacceptable than ghosts and gods?

I urged Zhao Jiyou to quickly say not to be careless.

Zhao Jiyou put away his smile and said seriously: "Although suicide and killing are both deaths, their nature is completely different. If a suicide acts, it can be seen that he has let go of everything. What else can a person who is not afraid of death? I once said that suicide is the most likely to be despised in the underworld because they do not even cherish their lives. How could anyone take their ghosts?

After a suicide becomes a ghost, if no one locks his soul and brings him to the underworld, he will repeat the scene before the suicide in the place where he commits suicide for thousands of times, so that the suicide person can taste the pain of suicide. Only after trying the suicide method for thousands of times can the soul return to the underworld. However, their soul returns to the underworld but it is not over. They still have to go through the torture of the eighteen levels of hell. It is not until the underworld that all the evil punishments are tried once before they can be reincarnated."

Listening to Zhao Jiyou's words, the corners of my mouth kept twitching. If I hadn't been exposed to this incident, I would never know that the consequences of suicide would be so serious.

"It's just... what does this have to do with suicide?" I looked around and felt a chill on my spine.

Zhao Jiyou laughed mysteriously, and then took out a Taoist talisman from the cloth bag he carried with him.

He pinched the talisman with his fingers, bent his little finger up and the lower end of the talisman and the upper end of the talisman. Then his ring finger pressed the talisman between his eyebrows, and read the magic mantra of Purification of Heaven and Earth easily in his mouth.

"The heaven and earth are natural, and the foul air is dispersed. The mysterious and faint in the cave is shining, and the power of the eight directions makes me natural. The spiritual treasure talisman is widely reported to the nine heavens. Qianluo replied, the cave gang Taixuan. Slash the demons and bind evil, and save thousands of people!"

I stared at the Taoist talisman between Zhao Jiyou and his eyebrows.

If I was not mistaken, then the Taoist talisman would ignite after Zhao Jiyou recited the spell.

It was almost the same as what I guessed, and the Taoist talisman suddenly started to burn from the bottom. However, what I didn't expect was that it was burning halfway but suddenly went out again.

This is something that has never happened before. I was a little stunned and didn't know what it means.

Zhao Jiyou put away his smile and opened his eyes with a serious expression: "I just said that if it were a suicide person, his resentful spirit would be bound here until the scene of suicide was repeated thousands of times before his soul could return to the underworld. But...but..."

Zhao Jiyou did not continue to speak and looked at the Taoist talisman in his hand repeatedly.

"But there are no resentful spirits here, which means that the four dead did not commit suicide! They were killed!" Jiang Bing took off the Taoist talisman from Zhao Jiyou's hand and threw it aside and said.

Zhao Jiyou smiled bitterly and bent down to pick up the Taoist talisman and shook his head, "This is killing him, not suicide."

I felt even more terrifying when I heard this.

What Zhao Jiyou said put a hazy step on the case.

The four dead were in a secret room and no one came in during this period. So... who killed them?

What is certain now is that these four deceased hired the divine fairy in the classroom before their death, but they died in the middle of the invitation.

I raised my head in shock and thought boldly: "Can it be all the Dianxian they invited to do?"

Now it is completely certain that all this was Him.

What confused us is that since he killed him, how did these four people sit until they appear again after death two hours after death?

We could have understood it as what Tianxing did before, but now we don’t think so at all.

Or, all this is not that simple.

"Dianxian..." Zhao Jiyou breathed out a breath and said slowly: "It is not impossible for Dixian to say it, but as far as I know, Dixian will not kill people in general. If it violates the taboo, Dixian will not kill people. At most, it will follow these four people to slowly reduce their luck until they die."

"What if they invited was not Dixian, but something else?" I asked.

Before Zhao Jiyou could give me the answer, I heard the sound of footsteps coming from outside. Judging from the sound, it was more than just one person.

We three retracted our minds and looked out the door.

Wen Rong brought the principal of this school to this classroom, and in addition to an elderly man who was about fifties came.

It just made me feel strange that the two of them stopped outside the classroom and never made any moves.

I frowned and didn't understand.

Both of them looked into the classroom with horror, with a flash of retreat and confusion flashing in their eyes.

In the end, they couldn't help but say to us: "If you have any questions, come and ask."
Chapter completed!