The teenager is called Zhang Jie, a very common name, and even the probability of having the same name is still very high, saying that he is a teenager, in fact, he is already nearly thirty years old, and he can already see the nasolabial folds.

I've been going to school all my life.,I've never really worked.,But I really don't see a lot of ghost stories in my usual words.,Now when it's time to say it.,There's really a sense of identity.。

He has a sense of empathy.

Lowered his head and looked at the people around him gloomily, after all, he was still interested in telling a story first.

"Okay, then I'll tell you a little story. ”

He quickly got into the groove, and it felt really eerie.

After all, he is still a little tender, but when it comes to storytelling, there is always a need for rendering.

Now the surrounding environment is a little eerie, and coupled with the quiet environment around us, it is really chilling.

"Anyway, I don't know how long ago, maybe it was yesterday, maybe it was a long time ago, I forgot. ”

With these few words, the environment becomes weird, and he is obviously a good at telling ghost stories.

"It was probably in the summer, the weather was not bad, at that time, I was still a medical student, and I worked hard every day to practice the surgical technique. ”

He narrated slowly.

This should be a matter for medical students, there is a state medical university in Ouranos, the world's top level, all the equipment is complete, and the training time is also long, and when they graduate, they will be twenty-five or sixteen years old at the earliest, and their golden age will be until they are in their thirties, and when they are over forty, the main and delicate operations will depend on the state of the individual.

Therefore, the students of this school will seize all the time to study when they are young, just to give themselves more time in their golden age.

"We go to school every night to practice, usually there are a lot of people, but on this night, it seems to be very strange that the school actually forbids students to enter the classroom. ”

The rumors were very bad, as if something strange had happened all of a sudden, and the gossip gradually spread throughout the school.

At that time, the school was very strict, so they were not allowed to continue their internships.

"At that time, I never believed that there were ghosts and gods, and the body of the donor, which is usually used, well, in medical school, we called it the general teacher. ”

He forcibly explained a wave.

But it didn't change the repression at this time.

Medical school, always in horror stories, the underground corpse bank is a very strange place, although the equipment is relatively advanced now, but still not many people have mentioned it.

"What I want to say has nothing to do with the general teachers, the general teachers of the school are all active donors, and they should be the most caring kind of people. ”

He begins by explaining a wave.

Having said this, many illusions here have been shattered.

It's not a problem with the underground corpses.

At this time, doubts began to arise in people's hearts, and they wanted to know the story of this guy.

They wanted to know what was going on.

At this time, Zhang Jie's face began to be a little gloomy, and Si Fan could see that the red queen was doing something.

The surrounding environment began to become weird, and Zhang Jie's makeup on his face began to have some meaning, as if he was a demon, and the surrounding environment became weird.

Occasionally, a strange sound came out, and the glass outside seemed a little mottled, and when you looked closely, it seemed to be in the library of a medical school.

Everything was so weird, the books in everyone's hands became hospital records, with data written on them, and what they got was pictures of the corpses.

I sent the teacher to explain it next to me.

How can you not be afraid.

It's impossible for them not to be afraid.

Zhang Jie continued.

In our school, there is a legend that when the school was founded, a very beautiful female teacher once came to apply, and the school teacher at that time hired her after verifying her academic qualifications, knowledge level and practical ability.

But half a year later, according to the police wanted notice, the leaders of our school found out that she was actually a serial killer.

When she learned that she had been discovered, she did not run away, but committed suicide by poisoning, soaking herself in a jar of formalin, and writing donation documents to donate her body to the school as a specimen.

This is the most beautiful general teacher in our school.

However, something terrible happened, and every year in the middle of July, there would be a miserable howl from the school, and I heard that it was the soul of the person who had been disintegrated by the female teacher of the year.

On this day, female teachers will appear in the school building to find new goals.

His voice was deep, and the surrounding environment was very strange.

When he explained this, he was just a female teacher, and this more plot should be about himself

But no.

By the time he got to this, he had already begun to slow down.

"Actually, I never believed in it, but that night, I went to the experimental classroom at school and wanted to continue training myself. ”

"Who knows, in the process of processing the eggs, I suddenly heard someone say something behind me. ”

"Keep your hands light, breathe evenly, and hold your breath for a few seconds when it's most critical, but not too long. ”

"This is what he told me, to be honest, there is a teacher in the back to explain, the learning will be very fast, should be slowly practiced for a long time, under the teacher's teaching, I quickly completed the operation, not only peeled off the egg shell, but also opened the film inside, and then sewed it up, it was simply the best I did in my life. ”

When he said this, he paused slightly, and there were some changes in his body, his already pale face became even paler, and there was still some smell around him.

It smelled of blood, and it smelled disgusting with formalin.

At this time, the teacher asked me, have you learned, and if you do, I will accompany her to practice the technique, she wants to make her skills better. ”

Talking, talking, Zhang Jie has stopped talking, it may be that there is no sound, or it may be that there is something.

Suddenly, he seemed to turn his head.

"Ah!~~~~" exclaimed, it was a girl, a girl from the United States.

She wasn't surprised by the story, and she didn't find it scary, because the culture of horror in Asia was completely different from theirs.

Their horrors are more realistic.

But at this moment, she couldn't help but scream.

At this time, Zhang Jie had an obvious suture wound on his face, which was very neat and delicate, and there was also a wound on his neck.