The midnight pendulum of Evernight Academy always stops at three and seven.
Yin Mojue pushed open the door of the art room and saw that the water mist on the glass window was strangely condensing into blood characters——
That was the name of Pei Xiangxun, the senior who was hanged here twenty years ago.
The black-haired boy always held an old paper umbrella and waited for him on rainy nights. When his fingertips brushed his hair, the bronze bell made a shrill sound in the silent corridor.
Yin Mojue held the judge's pen hidden in his sleeve tightly, but the cinnabar on the pen tip could not describe the fate of this wandering soul.
It's like he can never explain it:
Why do the library cards on the top floor of the library have their signatures from a hundred years ago?
Why is it that every time I step on a bloody step, my heart hurts and strange memories emerge?
More why——
The man who smiled and blocked the evil ghost in the mirror for him was the "Fallen Yin Censor" that his family had been hunting for for generations.
"Have you heard of the legend of the Ninth Night?"
Pei Xiangxun played with the silver ring made of the soul-eating chain, and his gilded eyes reflected the blood moon that split in the sky.
"When the forty-nine lights go out, the dagger that kills me..."
He suddenly came close to Yin Mojue's pale lips:
"It will grow from your heart."
The ginkgo outside the window grows like crazy, swallowing up all the stairs leading to the truth.
This time, what hangs on the tip of the judge's pen is not only the people of the Three Realms, but
And the cold hand that held his fingers, soaked in a hundred years of loneliness.
Tolerating deep feelings and violent attacks × Cold and poisonous tongue, beautiful feelings
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Purpose: Cherish the people around you