After hanging up Ying Sixue's call, Yang Xuming felt his brain hurt.

This girl's IQ is too high, so high that it makes him feel a little headache.

Is the so-called female middle school Zhuge?

When dealing with this kind of girl, I always feel that everything is under her control.

He now understands more and more why Sun Xingyao, a dead house, dare not confess to Ying Sixue.

In the face of this kind of girl, let alone Sun Xingyao's dead house, it is estimated that most men will say that they can't afford it.

After hung up the phone with a pained expression, Yang Xuming thought for a while and sent another message to not the little fairy.

Yang Xuming: Beauty, are you? Jianghu help!

This sand sculpture netizen has soon become an important source for Yang Xuming to obtain copy information.

After all, this girl's brother is clearly a werewolf who likes to die. She has been intrigued for a long time, and she has also learned a lot of weird legends.

Ask her about spiritual legends, and she can always get a little bit of surprise.

Almost less than ten seconds, the other party returned him.

Not a little fairy: What's wrong?

Judging from the speed of this girl’s reply, it is clear that this is indeed a girl who has completely turned into a house...

However, there are more girls in Yang Xuming's school and class who play with her mobile phone every day.

Seeing them, Yang Xuming always feels sad for the next generation of the motherland.

Play things to lose their will, to play things to lose their will!

-Yang Xuming, who played games every day, fell in love and did not read books, sighed sadly before the exam.

Then he asked-sister, do you know the legend of Zhongshan air-raid shelter?

Not a little fairy: What's wrong? Why are you looking at the Zhongshan air-raid shelter again? You say you have a bad day by day, so why are you staring at these evil stories? You also write novels?

Yang Xuming was stunned for a moment-too? Does anyone else do the same? Is it your brother? Your brother is the author of spiritual novels?

Not the little fairy: Yo... still staring at my brother? To be honest, do you really want to **** him?

Yang Xuming: 囧...Do I really look like a gay? Girl, you have a misunderstanding of me, I'm really just purely curious about these supernatural stories.

Not a little fairy: So you are curious about the use of these things every day? Special sexual addiction? Others are looking for cars, are you looking for ghosts?

Yang Xuming: Uh...well, now that's the matter, I won't hide it from you. That's right, I really plan to write a supernatural novel, so I plan to draw on Liupanshui's material, so I want to inquire about Liupanshui's local supernatural stories, sisters ask for help! Big deal, when I look back, I'll become famous, please eat lamb soup pot.

Not a little fairy: Cut... As soon as you become famous, the day lily will be cold.

Not the little fairy: Come on, what do you want to ask? The story of the air-raid shelter, you asked me just right. I heard it since I was young, and my ears are calluses.

Yang Xuming is a little curious-has this air-raid shelter legend become your children's bedtime story?

It's not a fairy: That's not the case, it's just that my mother lived in the air-raid shelter when she was young. Every time my brother and I went to climb Zhongshan, she was intimidated by her twisting our ears and telling ghost stories, so we have known the legend of this ghost place since we were young.

Yang Xuming: Your mother lived in a bomb shelter when she was young?

Depend on! This is a new discovery!

Yang Xuming almost stood up without excitement.

Did you meet a person who was involved in the murder case?

Sure enough, the girl responded quickly.

Not a fairy: Yes, my mother came to Shuicheng to work when she graduated from junior high school, and happened to work in the rice noodle factory in the air-raid shelter.

Not a little fairy: She happened to experience the murder thirty years ago, so my brother and I were never allowed to approach the air-raid shelter. It was not until my brother became an adult that she allowed us to climb Zhongshan.

Not a little fairy: Before that, my brother and I were not allowed to climb Zhongshan, because she was afraid that we would be near the air-raid shelter.

Yang Xuming: Is the murder case really related to ghosts? Did she see a ghost?

Not a little fairy: Not really, but my mother said the things back then were super evil. The owner and his family of the rice noodle factory died in a terrible state, so the air-raid shelter was completely closed and never opened to the outside world. It can be said to be the most terrifying place in Liupanshui.

Yang Xuming: So why did the owner of the rice noodle factory die... Even if the air-raid shelter is really haunted, why would you stare at them? Wasn't there a bunch of workers living in air-raid shelters? Why are everyone okay?

Not a little fairy: Because other people haven't destroyed the employee's family, how could they be targeted.

Yang Xuming: Huh? Destroy other people's families?

Not a little fairy: don't you know?

Yang Xuming: I don't know... I only know that it was a rice noodle factory. The owner and his family of the rice noodle factory, a manager, and an accountant died. I don't know other inside information.

Not a fairy: Well, it's actually very simple. This is a tragedy caused by the Green Hat.

Not a fairy: Since you know that a manager and an accountant died, you should also know that the manager and the accountant are husband and wife, right?

Not a fairy: According to my mother, the accountant and the boss had an unclear relationship back then. In the end, she was caught and raped by her husband, the manager of the flour mill.

Not a fairy: However, the owner of the flour mill is very wealthy. At that time, the guy who could afford such a big air-raid shelter to build a flour mill and hire a lot of workers can be said to be an absolute wealthy class. What about a flour mill manager? Affordable?

Not a little fairy: But the flour mill manager just doesn't give up, and has to make a clear fight with this pair of dogs and men.

Not a little fairy: But unfortunately, his wife is not at his place at all. Not only does she continue to be confused with the boss, she even quarrels many times at home and slaps her husband in public.

Not a little fairy: In the end, the manager couldn't bear the humiliation, so he chopped his daughter-in-law into minced meat and threw it into the rice noodle storage room at the bottom of the air-raid shelter.

Not a fairy: My mother said that when the corpse was found, the bamboo baskets where the rice noodles were placed were full of corpse minced meat, blood was splashed everywhere, and it could be dragged out to make minced meat powder.

Not a little fairy: Even the rice noodles are all dyed red with blood, which looks terrifying. After the manager dismembered his wife, he hung himself directly in the air-raid shelter.

Not a little fairy: Before he died, he brushed a word with red paint on the wall of the air-raid shelter—Qian Jianhua! I won't let you go if I become a ghost!

Yang Xuming: This Qian Jianhua... is the owner of the rice noodle factory, right?

Not a little fairy: Yes, because he has a lot of money and a bunch of thugs, the manager couldn't beat him at all, and he was beaten several times to ask for an explanation. There is nothing to do with him. So the manager hanged himself directly in the rice noodle factory, which was regarded as a means of revenge. After all, no one would want to come to this air-raid shelter after all.

Not a fairy: I just didn't expect that not long after this guy died, the rice noodle factory owner and his family also died in the air-raid shelter. So everyone said that the rice noodle factory manager was so angry when he died, he became a ghost to kill him after his death.