(Thanks to Taoist friend Zhang Chenghao for providing)

Feelings have always been a complex noun, love, family are indispensable feelings in our lives, with the development of material civilization, "no longer believe in love" has become a declaration of many friends, however, I always firmly believe that some people have love, love is a human instinct, in fact, if not about people, ghosts are not like this? Do ghosts have affection, love, and affection?

Before writing this story, it is necessary for me to introduce myself, my name is Zhang Chenghao, I met my master in the third year of junior high school, and after that, under the master's many tests and guidance, I embarked on the path of cultivation.

Since becoming a disciple of Master and embarking on the path of monasticism, my life has changed a lot, before I was a prominent figure in the school, from elementary school to junior high school, because I have some special skills in sports, I have won many honors for the school.

However, when I applied for high school in the third year of junior high school, there were some accidents, I was not admitted to a key high school, in that test to apply for a key high school, I broke a record, and I fell off the list while everyone celebrated me, and I won't say the reason, and now it seems that it can only be a joke.

Of course, this is just my current thoughts, in fact, I was very miserable at the time, not only me, my parents were also in a bad mood, but no matter what, it couldn't change the outcome of my failure, I didn't go to a key high school, and started my high school career in a very ordinary, very old, and very unfamous high school.

It was in this dilapidated and historic old high school campus that I experienced the first "ghost catch" in my life, and this ghost catching had a major impact on my thoughts, which is still vivid in my memory because of its deep memory.

In 2006, I was in my second year of high school, and that was my third year of practicing with Master.

In the past two years, I have been following Master all over the country to deal with cases, and I have spent less time in school, but this has not affected my interaction with my classmates, I cherish every minute in school, I cherish the friendship of every classmate around me, and I have made a lot of buddies and friends at school.

At the end of October 2006, I followed Master to deal with a "homicide" incident in Sichuan, due to the complexity of the incident and the strangeness of the murder case, this matter was not solved at that time.

At the beginning of November, I followed Master back to Beijing, and when I returned to Beijing, I went back to school, and I had been out of school for almost half a month, and if Master hadn't greeted the principal beforehand, I would have been expelled.

My school can't be disclosed to you for privacy, this is a relatively old high school (now it seems to have been withdrawn, it seems), the school has been established for a long time, the facilities are relatively old, the low courtyard wall is surrounded by barbed wire, old red bricks, rusty basketball hoops, mossy courtyard corners, the school is full of evergreens and sycamores, etc., several old teaching buildings and dormitory buildings are in the gloomy pestle, it looks very bleak and cold.

Before entering the school, I often heard the rumors of the old high school, which was funded by the Ministry of Railways in the early years, and was also famous around Beijing, one of the best high schools at that time, and with the passage of time, the school facilities were updated slowly, and then caught up with the trend of entering the city in the early years, the school teachers jumped ship, and the students were desperately squeezed into the city, and the old high school gradually weakened and became a second-rate school.

It doesn't matter if the school is good or bad, I quickly got used to the new school and stayed in the school for a year, because I didn't spend much time in the school, and the school didn't matter to me whether it was good or bad.

In November, I returned to the school where I had been away for half a month, and the moment I stepped into the school, I felt a kind of eerie cold, which made me feel a little uncomfortable, but I didn't care, and I didn't think about it, everyone knows that the school is one of the places with the most yang energy, and it is generally built in a remote place, or near a hospital, which is also because there are many people because of the yang energy.

The sunlight shines through the dense leaves, casting mottled shadows on the school road, and I take a few breaths of fresh air to calm the uncomfortable uneasiness in my heart.

In the following days, Master never went out to run errands, I lived a quiet time in school, playing football and basketball every day after class, eating snacks with my buddies after self-study at night, and sleeping in class during the day.

November 11th, yes, is now Singles' Day, but there was no Singles' Day at the time, and I can remember this day clearly because a strange thing happened that day.

I remember that the second class that day was a math class, and because I missed so many classes, I couldn't understand what the teacher was saying at all, so I fell asleep on the table and slept soundly, when suddenly a terrible scream came from the next wall.

Then there was a crowd of people shouting loudly, and it was noisy, and our class was like a pot, and the math teacher took the lead and rushed out of the classroom first, squeezing into the next class.

I kicked the stool, opened the back door, and ran to the next class (my desk was in the last row due to frequent absenteeism), and by the time I got to the next class, it was already open, and it was full of people inside and out.

I saw the homeroom teacher of the next class wiping her tears, the homeroom teacher was a female teacher in her forties, and soon the principal came, the students were evacuated, and the school security carried a student out of the classroom.

I know this guy, his name is Liu Ming, he is from the sports team (at this time, I have turned into an art student), when Liu Ming was carried out, the corners of his mouth were crooked with saliva and white foam, his face was distorted, his eyes were round, and his forehead was full of green tendons, which was very terrifying.

Liu Ming was quickly sent away by the security guards, and the people in the classroom dispersed, and I also returned to the classroom, but I couldn't sleep anymore when I returned to the classroom, thinking of the terrifying scene just now, I couldn't help but be curious, is it because of the supernatural, I have dealt with such a case with the master before, some yin objects caused human body disorders, sudden strange diseases.

Anyway, I didn't have the heart to listen to the class, so I chatted with the buddy in the back row, this buddy's name is Huang Da, he is the thorn in our class, he is a gangster at school, he often makes trouble in the class, and the teacher can't control him, so he simply got him in the back row and became the same table with me who has been absent from school for a long time.

Huang Da and I have a good relationship, after all, I am not usually in school, and I skip classes and sleep like him, so this guy thinks I am very fond of him.

"Huang Da, wasn't that Liu Ming just now? Why does this kid have epilepsy? I asked Huang Da.

Huang Da whispered, "Fart, epilepsy can be a sports student, Liu Ming, this kid has pimple muscles, how can he have epilepsy, I was a classmate with him in elementary school and junior high school, and I haven't seen him have any epilepsy, Cheng Hao, let me tell you, there are ghosts in our school." ”

As soon as I heard the word ghost, I became excited, to be honest, ghosts are not terrible to me, I have seen a lot with Master, but I have never dealt with the Yin Matter incident alone since I have been with Master, and it just so happens that Master has been looking for me recently, this is a great opportunity for me, I can't miss it.

"Don't talk nonsense, how can there be ghosts?" I deliberately feigned surprise and took this kid's words.

Huang Da looked at the teacher on the podium, lowered his head and motioned for me to lie on the desk, and then this kid also lay on the desk and whispered, "What I said is true, Liu Ming is already the third like this, and there were two others who were also in class before and suddenly collapsed, and now they are all spreading, and the class next door is evil." ”

I frowned, and said secretly, how can this be the case, could it be that the class next door is really hiding a yin thing.

At noon, after school, I went to the cafeteria to eat, and after dinner, I came to the classroom next door and began to search for some clues related to the yin matter.

Liu Ming sat in the corner of the wall, that is, in the corner of the last row of the classroom, and there were brooms, trash cans, etc., and I put the rice bowl on his desk and sat down, wanting to feel if there was any feminine smell and interference.

As soon as I sat down, I felt that something was not quite right, but I couldn't say the specifics, I just felt panicked in my heart, similar to what I felt when I first entered the school, not very obvious, but definitely uncomfortable.

I took a quick look and didn't see anything, and at the same time opened his desk drawer, which was stuffed with books and messy papers, and since there were other people in the classroom, I took a casual look, but still didn't find anything wrong.

In the next two days, the desk has been empty, I will sit and sit when I have nothing to do, sometimes I will feel uncomfortable, sometimes I don't feel anything, and that uncomfortable feeling is getting weaker and weaker, at that time I followed the master into the Tao is not very long, I followed the master for three years, the first two years are the master's test period for me, all in the cultivation of the mind, really follow the master to cultivate, learn the art of yin and yang Xuanmen is still the last half a year, so I was not very confident in myself at that time, I thought about it, maybe it is really Liu Ming, this kid has epilepsy, or his own physical problems, I didn't go into detail to investigate it.

Just as I was about to dispel the idea of investigating the classroom and desk, an even more terrifying news came out of our class, the girls' dormitory was haunted!

The one who spread the news was Liu Yali from our class, Liu Yali is the student dormitory management committee member of our school, and to put it bluntly, she is the kind of person who checks the dormitory every night and helps the dormitory manager manage the dormitory.

Liu Yali is a notoriously big mouth, I forget who in our class once made such a joke, telling Liu Yali your secret is equivalent to telling your secret to the world.