As soon as Zhang Ling entered the study, he looked around and saw a bell on the desk. Zhang Ling recognized the bell and said happily: "That's great! It's the soul-calming bell! You have to put it away first! Then look for it again."

What's the treasure?" Zhang Ling searched here and there, turning the study room upside down, but couldn't find anything!

He frowned and said: "Father is very good at collecting things! It is difficult for anyone to find them! But with the soul-suppressing bell, I have no power, how can I deal with her? But if this continues, will there be more?

Who lost his life at her hands? No, I must rush back to school as soon as possible!" Zhang Ling turned to leave, but he remembered something and said, "By the way! There is also that treasure!"

Zhang Ling came to her mother in three steps and asked, "Mom, where are the string of dog teeth you gave me? I urgently need it now!" Her mother smiled and said, "You! Do you want it now?"

Wait a minute, Mom will get it for you!" Zhang Ling waited for a long time, and his mother handed a bunch of five dog teeth into his hand. He caressed the bunch of dog teeth excitedly, then turned around and left.

His mother stopped him: "Zhang Ling, why are you leaving so soon? Let's eat first and then leave!" Zhang Ling turned around and stared at his mother. There seemed to be something choked in his mouth. He spent a lot of time.

Lili said: "I'm sorry! Mom! I have something important and I have to do it right away! I'm afraid I won't be able to honor you anymore..." An ominous premonition arose spontaneously, and he turned around and said, "Mom, I was looking for something just now.

Dad’s room has been searched into a mess! Please sort it out, old man!”

The dead old man and the girl who died beside the trash can kept appearing in front of Zhang Ling's eyes. After he finished speaking, he left like a gust of wind. The mother looked at her son's retreating back, always feeling that something was going to happen, but nothing happened when her son came back.

She didn't say that she was just looking for her father and something. She didn't know where to start, and now her son had left again.

After Zhang Ling returned to school, he waited in the flower garden again at night. He tried the soul-calming bell in every place in the flower garden, but the soul-calming bell did not respond at all. Zhang Ling returned to the dormitory disappointed, and he

I feel strange why she never shows up when I go to the flower garden these days?

The next day, Zhang Ling had a good sleep. After washing up, Zhang Ling wanted to go outside for a walk. As he walked away from the dormitory building, he saw Manxiang and Zhuangfei talking in the distance. He was extremely worried.

Then he secretly walked under a tree and pricked up his ears to eavesdrop on their conversation.

Manxiang said worriedly: "Is it true that Zhang Ling doesn't sleep in the dormitory at night? He goes to the flower garden alone?" Zhuang Fei sighed helplessly and replied: "Yes! How can I persuade Zhang Ling's stubborn temper?

I can't help it! I'm really afraid something will happen to him!" When Manxiang heard this, tears flowed down her face.

Zhang Ling felt heartbroken when he saw Man Xiang crying for him. He impulsively went out to wipe away Man Xiang's tears, but Zhuang Fei's words made Zhang Ling interested in listening, so he resisted the urge to feel sorry for Man Xiang.

Listen to what Zhuang Fei says.

Every word Zhuang Fei said went into Zhang Ling's ears: "I had a strange dream last night. I dreamed that the old man came to me and called me Achuhun. It was really strange! He also said that Hongyun was raped.

Trapped, he begged and begged to get Po Meng's hair. He also asked me to put the hair in the flower garden to save Hongyun! It's really strange!"

Zhuang Fei still felt incredible when he said this, and continued: "And what's even more strange is that an idea came to my mind. I really want to call the old man Qiucheng. The name Qiucheng is so familiar, but I can't say it.

Why is it so familiar? I seem to want to do something for him, but I just can’t remember it. The thought of doing something for him is very strong. Strange!"

Zhang Ling thought to himself: "Qiucheng? Achuhuan? Who are these two people? The old man regarded Zhuang Fei as a good friend during his lifetime, and after his death, he also appeared in Zhuang Fei's dream. It couldn't be a dream, right? Po Meng's hair

?what?"

"Ah?" Zhang Ling opened his mouth wide, shook his head violently, and said: "It can't be Po Meng's hair on the Naihe Bridge, right? Is Po Meng really there? Maybe it's just Zhuang Fei's dreaming! These things have nothing to do with it.

That’s the basis! It can’t be Po Meng from Naihe! Taking a step back, even if it’s Po Meng from Naihe Bridge, how can you easily get her hair? So this is impossible!”

"One thing is even more strange! I found a gray hair next to my pillow! As soon as I took the hair in my hand, a chill went straight into my heart! My whole body seemed to be in a freezer, I felt so

Something strange happened, so I hid this hair under the pillow, but as soon as I fell asleep on the pillow, the coolness invaded my heart. Alas! I wanted to tell Zhang Ling, but when I saw Zhang Ling's current state..."

After Zhuang Fei told the dream, he shook his head. Zhuang Fei's words made Zhang Ling, who was hiding in the dark, shout in surprise: "Did the old man really give Po Meng's hair to Zhuang Fei? Po Meng really existed, and the legend is true."

?And it’s going to reach Po Meng’s hair?”

After Manxiang let out a long sigh, she said: "Zhang Ling will figure it out. He is just angry right now! Let's tell Zhang Ling about this after a while and let him make up his mind!" "Okay!"

Zhuang Fei agreed, and the two of them dispersed. When Zhang Ling saw it, he said, "I have to rush back to the dormitory to take a look!"

Zhang Ling rushed back to the dormitory first, thinking to herself: "Mother Meng's hair? Was it hidden under Zhuang Fei's pillow? Did the old man still care about her after he died? Alas! So the old man died for her, and then went to the underworld to find Po Meng."

to save her! It’s very possible! Damn it! I must find her and find out! Why not give it a try and take out Po Meng’s hair and put it in the flower garden?”

"Zhang Ling, are you awake?" Not long after Zhang Ling returned to the dormitory, Zhuang Fei followed him back. Zhang Ling replied casually: "Yeah! I just woke up!" Zhuang Fei reminded: "Okay! Wash your face and wait for the fight.

Rice!" Zhang Ling pretended to be tired and said, "I'm so tired. Zhuang Fei, could you please help me pack a meal?" "Okay!" Zhuang Fei agreed and went to help Zhang Ling pack a meal.

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After everyone in the dormitory went to get food, Zhang Ling stepped on the board of his bed, grabbed the edge of the upper bunk, looked at Zhuang Fei's pillow, paused, and said, "I'm sorry, Zhuang Fei!"

Opening up Zhuang Fei's pillow, he saw a packet of paper hidden underneath. He opened the paper, and it felt chilly to the bone. Wrapped in the paper was a gray hair. The silver was so bright that it shone directly into people's eyes. What was even more strange was that in broad daylight,

Its brilliance is still so brilliant.

Zhang Ling thought to himself: "Is it possible that Zhuang Fei's dream is true?" Zhang Ling put away his hair. Not long after, Zhuang Fei came back from cooking, and Zhuang Fei shouted: "It's time to eat!" Zhang Ling was there

When he took the food to eat, he never dared to face Zhuang Fei.
Chapter completed!