Tomb Robbery: Go Through This Pen-Stealing World!

Wu Xian stretched out his hand to support Wu Ling's straightened waist, and looked slightly sideways at the mobile phone interface he handed over.

The content inside the phone screen looks like a microblogging forum.

The forum is marked with a few big words:

Inventory of the top ten supernatural and strange things in Lushi County.

In these posts, without exception, they are all telling about the strange events in Lushi County.

Among these many incidents, there is always the sad laughter of girls in the corridor of an old community, and there is always a woman in red who is mourning and singing at two o'clock in the morning on the football field at night.

Among the thousands of posts, the most top-ranked post is the address on the post-it note they received:

Lu's Yuanshan Experimental Middle School.

Wu Xian's mouth silently repeated the address.

He frowned in surprise, a flash of thought flashed in his eyes, and then tapped his fingers into the comment section of the post.

The phone loads for a second or two, and then in an instant.

Thousands of supernatural events of this school appeared on the screen in an instant.

Wu Xian looked at the almost tens of thousands of comments on his mobile phone, and raised his eyebrows in some surprise:

"So many strange things? Was this school haunted before?"

Wu Ling checked these materials for a long time when Wu Xian was taking a bath before, so he had a certain understanding of this school.

Hearing this, Wu Ling leaned on his brother's arm and tilted his head to think about

it, and then nodded: "Well, it is said that when the school was renovated and rebuilt 19 years ago, several human bones were chiseled out of the wall, and then those construction workers and onlookers died inexplicably that night, and the death was ugly, as if the neck was broken by some strange force, and the neck was covered with black finger marks. "

The only surviving supervisor of those people also died three days later on his way home in the middle of the night, and he died in the same way as those people, so since then, somehow, there has been a saying in the school that they are the same cause and effect that they had been three years ago.

"Cause and effect three years ago?" Wu Xian frowned slightly when he heard this, lowered his head and looked at the little head in front of him and asked, "What do you say?"

Because the two were a little close, when Wu Xian was talking, the warm wind in his mouth blew the little derpy hair on Wu Ling's head upward.

Wu Ling felt the warmth on his scalp, raised his head slightly, and he saw that his elder brother was thinking about something, and his fingers unconsciously crushed the silver jewelry on his chest.

Wu Ling's big eyes flickered, and his extremely pure gaze passed through the small silver ornament and landed on the chest muscles that both women and men were envious.

At this time, the owner of the pectoral muscles was wearing loose and loose on the black yukata on his body, causing the broad chest and tight abdominal muscles at the neckline of his yukata to loom out.

The half-exposed collarbone is covered with large and small scars, and the hormonal breath that belongs to mature men shouts in the middle of the night.

Wu Ling's eyes flashed, and then he dragged the small quilt under his ass and rubbed it forward with a righteous face.

Because he was smaller than Wu Xian, in order to make himself sit more comfortably, he could only sit on Wu Xian's shoulders on his lap.

This was originally a very normal sitting posture, but his little head didn't know whether intentionally or unintentionally, he leaned straight on Wu Xian's chest full of scars, and even rubbed it left and right.

Wu Xian: "......"

The thoughts in his mind paused, and he silently glanced down at the little head melon that was pillowed on his chest with a satisfied face and looked like a hooligan, and his fingers tightened slightly, but he didn't push it away in the end.

After Wu Ling found a comfortable position for himself, he dragged the small quilt like an uncle and lifted Erlang's legs, leaned slightly into Wu Xian's arms, put his fingers on his palm, stunned the content on the phone, and said in his mouth:

"It is said that this school was a mental hospital 22 years ago, and 19 years ago, that is, three years before the story, it was reported that there were doctors using those patients to conduct human experiments.

Wu Xian was stunned when he heard this, and his tone was a little thoughtful as if he had thought of something: "Human experiments?"

Wu Ling nodded, he didn't hear the deep meaning of Wu Xian's words, and continued:

"At that time, that incident was very noisy, and it was all in the local newspapers, but there was a little unbelievable thing, it is said that after the people above sent someone to investigate, the doctors and nurses in the mental hospital collectively went crazy, shouting that there were ghosts among them.

"But at that time, because the doctors and nurses did conduct human experiments on those patients, the people who came to investigate thought that they were pretending to be crazy and stupid, trying to avoid being pursued, but when they brought these people back and interrogated them carefully, they found that they were indeed crazy.

"These people are like they have seen something horrible that causes a momentary mental breakdown and then a breakdown.

Speaking of this, Wu Ling paused slightly, his fingertips flicked through the screen, found the post he saw before, and then handed the phone to Wu Xian:

"Na, brother, take a look for yourself."

Wu Xian took the mobile phone handed over by Wu Ling, his fingertips slid down slightly, and the photos of the mental hospital and the narrative below instantly appeared on the screen.

Wu Xian touched the little head attached to his chest with one hand, and kept sliding on the mobile phone with one hand.

As the contents of the interior slowly slid down, Wu Xian saw a building that was very similar to the teaching building of the school in the previous photo.

It is marked with a few large characters in red iron sheets.

Lu's Yuanshan Psychiatric Hospital.

Although this photo looks like it was taken during the day, the whole building is extremely eerie, and there are even countless graves spreading forward next to the small three-story building.

Weird and sober.

After a few minutes, Wu Xian read the entire post.

There was an incomprehensible emotion in his dark eyes, but his face was extremely calm and he said softly to the child who leaned on himself and tied his pigtails:

"Tomorrow, my brother will buy you a ticket to the scenic spot of the Grand Canyon in Western Henan, you play there first, and wait for my brother to come back to pick you up in two hours." "