Turning around, it is the last rehearsal day for the campus drama club. When this rehearsal is over, it will be the day after tomorrow.

Because Zhao Jiang has not taken action for a long time, the three of us are extremely nervous. We must know that what is terrible is not the disaster, but the waiting process that knows that the disaster is not far from us, but it has not yet arrived.

Before the rehearsal, Bao Datong and I were wandering around the school. In the eyes of other students, Bao Datong was going home. Before leaving the school, we looked for a few attractions to take photos. In fact, we checked whether Zhao Jiang had any traps on campus, especially by the lake.

"The resentment here is getting heavier and heavier." Bao Datong put on a POSE, then squatted down and pretended to tie his shoelaces, and stuffed a stone with a talisman in the soft soil by the lake.

Early this morning, he went outside to pick up a lot of small stones and came back, and then drew inconspicuous talismans on it. He always regretted not bringing his father's talismans this time. Because of his limited skills, the power of the talismans is also limited.

"Is he going to do it?" I asked in a low voice.

"I don't know, but he must be preparing." He leaned on the willow tree by the lake and took another photo. "Can you wash out the photo as soon as possible? The aura is flowing, and I can't see it clearly. If there is a picture evidence, it will be different."

I looked down at the camera in my hand.

The camera is normal, but Bao Datong used blood to paint a dense spell on the lens and cinnabar. Everyone saw me taking pictures of him. I didn't know what I saw was actually a scene covered by a cloud of ink traces, as if the range within the lens was trapped by a cage.

Blood is made up of me and his blood because he said that I was taking pictures and he was casting magic. Both are indispensable, but I actually doubt whether his "spiritual camera" is useful. Although he said that it was based on his father's "Stationary Spirit Talisman", he believed that since he could "Stationary Spirit", he could naturally be able to stabilize the "Storical Image".

"Can you wash the photos?" He saw that I didn't say anything and asked again.

I said it was absolutely OK. I am my friend and the president of the school photography club, so I can still do this little thing.

"You have to do it yourself. If there is anything, it will scare others." He instructed, "Come and take a look at the lake!"

I was so annoyed by his fingers, but I still held back and took photos, and then he sent me to wash the photos. He stayed by the lake and continued to "appreciate the beautiful scenery".

What’s strange is that although there are many talismans drawn on the camera, the photos taken are very clear. He is in the venue, in front of the dormitory, in the library, and in the cafeteria, everything is very normal, except at the lakeside!

He took three photos by the lake, one was squatting on the fence by the lake, one leaning against a willow tree, and the other was standing in a relatively spacious place, with the spire of the small auditorium and the small stone bridge in the distance.

These three photos have different degrees of stains. When you first look at it, you will feel that the light in the photos is not very good and it is stained, but if you look closely, you will find that there are other things around Bao Datong.

In the first picture, a vague black line stretched out from the water and wrapped around Bao Datong's feet, as if to drag him into the water; in the second picture, a snow-white hand stretched out from the middle of the willow tree, facing Bao Datong's heart; in the third picture, there was nothing next to Bao Datong, but there was a dark cloud above the stone bridge and the auditorium!

I stared at the photos blankly, and understood in my heart why so many things attacked Bao Datong in the dark but he was fine. This can be seen from the photos - there was a layer of white light on the outside of his body, which seemed to be a halo caused by the sunlight on him. However, today's sunlight is not sufficient, and there are still some cloudy days, so it is definitely not a reflection of natural light, but a protective layer formed by himself. Although it is so weak that it is not easy to detect, it is enough to protect him from harm and appears on this "psychic camera"!

I was also by the lake at that time. If Bao Datong took photos of me, would there be other strange phenomena around me? And I didn’t feel any physical discomfort, that is, I also had invisible things to protect me. So, is there any protection for Nana?

If there is no protection for her, I will protect her!

I thought firmly, looked at the watch on my wrist, and saw that the time agreed with Bao Datong was coming, so I quickly put the last few photos into the developer, carefully clamped the photo paper with tweezers and moved it gently. Slowly, the picture captured by the camera was displayed!

Four photos, four faces!

Children, Xiaoling, migrant workers, and Zhao Jiang!

The four faces were all closed with their eyes, their faces were pale, and they were swollen and swollen in water. Their facial features were distorted, and they were facing me through a layer of light green water! I don’t know if it was because of the shaking of the developer, but I suddenly felt like I was just by the lake now. I felt that they were floating under the water. As the waves swayed, they seemed to have an expression on their faces, and were coming towards the water little by little, and were about to flush out!

With a 'bang', the tweezers in my hand somehow took off and landed on the bottom of the container, making a slight sound, while the four photos of that version floated on the surface of the developer!

At this time, I suddenly realized that the photo was no longer what I saw just now. The muscles on the first three people's faces began to fall off, and soon turned into three rotten and disgusting faces. It was impossible to distinguish between men, women, old and young, but the fourth face did not change, and it was still Zhao Jiang!

I blinked hard, afraid that it was because of the hallucination caused by accepting some psychological hint, but the subsequent scene told me that I was not wrong. Those three faces did turn into that disgusting look, and only Zhao Jiang did not change!

I gritted my teeth, reached out to grab the photo, stared at Zhao Jiang's face and said, "How far you are, it's useless to scare me. I won't let you hurt Nana's hair!"

"Let's go and see!" he said.

He? He talks? Is Zhao Jiang here?

In this shock, I almost knocked down the camera, rushed over and turned on the light in the dark room, and grabbed a bottle of things to watch out. However, there was nothing in the room. Is it an hallucination? No, the feeling was too clear, and his voice was very close to me, as close as it seemed to be in my ears, and in my hands!

I immediately raised the photo to see it, and saw that the first three photos were still rotten, and Zhao Jiang's face still did not change. He just opened his eyes suddenly as I stared at him and laughed!

Anger and horror almost made me lose my mind. However, just as I was about to collapse, I suddenly realized that he was hitting my belief in defeating him, so I tried my best to calm down, stretched out my hands to hold the ends of the photo paper. I stared at him without any weakness, and used both hands to tear his face away from the middle!

In an instant, his face disappeared, leaving only two eyes left on two broken photo papers.

I didn't dare to delay any more. I hurriedly cleaned up and rushed to the small auditorium. As soon as I turned the small forest path near the lake, I saw Bao Datong standing on the small stone bridge.

"You're too late," he said.

"Don't stand here and talk, he'll hear it." I didn't have time to argue with him, and looked around while talking.

"It seems we have taken a supernatural photo." Bao Datong glanced at his feet, "Stand closer, he couldn't hear what we were saying."

I looked down and saw him placing a circle of stones on the ground, and some flowers and plants were painted around the stones. I understood that it might be something like a barrier, so I quickly stepped in, stuffed the photo into Bao Datong's hand, and briefly explained the matter in the darkroom.

"Don't worry, he didn't go to the darkroom with you, he just used some small spells to make him see you. It's like a videophone or something."

"I think it's like a video camera, and the photos can even move. From what I see, he probably knows that we are staring at him, so he demonstrates. Is it useful if you have buried so many talisman stones by the lake?"

"How come it's useless?" Bao Datong shrugged, "But this cannot trap him, it is to eliminate the Yin Qi that collects water to increase his magic power. In his current state, you and I will join forces to barely defend. If we borrow strength for him, we will be sad together!"

"No matter what, I want to protect Nana!" I said gritting my teeth, "I was very sympathetic when he died. But his misery cannot be a reason for him to harm others."

"Okay!" Bao Datong said, "We only knew that he was at work yesterday, but on the other hand, he only knew that we were watching him today, and we were on the same starting line in preparation. But I guess he won't do it tomorrow, and Azhan will come back the day after tomorrow. Then he is the only one who is afraid of us."

"Why won't you do it tomorrow?" I asked.

"Tomorrow is a formal performance. In view of the fact that the heroine is the school beauty, the auditorium tomorrow will be crowded. They are all young people with strong yang energy. Not to mention Zhao Jiang, even Duan Jin did not dare to come out at this time." Bao Datong said confidently, "If something happens in the school, it will be no benefit for him to go outside!"

"That means that tonight's rehearsal is his only chance?"

"I just thought of it, otherwise I wouldn't have to be nervous for a long time." Bao Datong scratched his head, "But it will be very dangerous tonight, we must be careful. You go to pick Nana up first, I'll go to the backstage for a walk, and then today you guard the stage, I guard the stage behind." He said, bent over and handed me a small cloth bag on the ground.

"There are stones that I drew a talisman inside. Sorry, the effect is not very ideal, but it is enough to attack ordinary spirits. Oh, that wooden stick is a peach stick, which can ward off evil spirits! Alas, the peach trees in the city are really hard to find, and I can't carve them, so you can make do with it."

"Ordinary spirit? Are you saying he has a helper?" I frowned.

"It's not a helper, it was driven by Zhao Jiang. The child and the migrant worker were eaten by him. I guess it's Xiaoling. You should show mercy. She is a pitiful person!"

I nodded, grabbed the inappropriate cloth bag in my hand, and went to pick up Nana.

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Since it was the last rehearsal, it was different from usual. Usually, everyone just wore their own clothes and played their roles well. If something went wrong in the middle, they would immediately stop to correct or study and discuss. But today's rehearsal was actually an audition. Students would wear costumes in the play, and perform this scene in a complete manner, which was the same as the real performance, and would not stop in the middle.

I sat in the front row near the left side, where there was a staircase that could lead to the stage. If something happened, I could run up to save people as soon as possible. Bao Datong had already been in the backstage. With his personal charm, he had a mingling with the two little sisters who were in charge of costumes and props, and now he was guarding the back as a member of the extra-screen crew.

The rehearsal of the drama club are not made public, so except us, there are only the directors of the drama club, B role and the boyfriend and girlfriend of the drama club members, and a total of more than a dozen people were sitting in the audience. However, they were all sitting in the middle, and I was the only one sitting in the corner, holding the cloth bag in my hand.

The beautiful costumes, touching plots, and romantic dialogues did not stop in my eyes. I just kept paying attention to whether there were any abnormal movements around and on the stage. As time passed slowly, nothing happened. Bao Datong in the backstage did not give me any signal, as if everything was safe, but I became more and more nervous.

Zhao Jiang has such a deep obsession with Nana. If tonight is the last chance, how could he let it go? Then why didn't he take action? We can't find a helper. Is he planning a conspiracy? But the show is over and is about to end. Is he trying to take advantage of everyone's chaos at the end?

Thinking of this, I looked at the stage even more nervously. I saw that the drama was almost the last scene, and the male and female protagonists had changed their clothes from the backstage again, and the classmates in charge of the lighting hit the light column on them.

Nana under the light looked particularly brilliant. My mind was in a moment of trance, thinking maybe she should apply for the film and television major. No matter her slim figure, full and exciting appearance, and delicate facial features, they are very suitable for the stage, although she is wearing a mask at this moment.

But - Mask?! Is there any need for the plot?

I stood up with a 'quixion', and a strange feeling filled my body and mind!

In this drama, the male protagonist's face was burnt out, so he had to wear a mask, but why did the female protagonist wear it too? If they had improved the original script, Nana had not worn it just now!

I looked around and saw other classmates who were puzzled. Only the male and female protagonists on the stage were still performing selflessly.

"What kind of trick is this?" I heard the director's classmate mumble.

Is it a trick? Or -

I looked up at Nana and suddenly found something wrong!

Nana loves drama and joined the drama club in her first year of college. However, she has a very unprofessional problem. She likes it on the stage for a while and then looks at the people in the audience. The more critical the moment, the more this happens. She used to watch Azhan, but later she looked at me.

But today in this climax plot, she didn't see the audience at all. She just looked at the male protagonist intoxicatedly. It seemed that she was completely immersed in the role, but it was actually impossible!

It is true that she has been working hard for this show, but she cannot not know that we are all in danger now. At this time, her heart is extremely uneasy. I comforted me for a long time before I took the stage. The previous performance was extremely nervous. How could I suddenly calm down and not come to meet my eyes, but I devote myself to the drama?

"Nana!" I screamed, holding a stone in my hand.
Chapter completed!