?????????????? I looked at the female ghost at the table with some surprise, is she soft-hearted now?

She just looked at me, her eyes narrowing slightly. The pure black eyes still terrify me. The ceiling lights slowly began to change, and then turned bright white. I breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that she was ready to let me go.

I plucked up the courage to look at the female ghost at the table and asked, "What's your name?"

The female ghost was stunned for a moment. Then he said quietly: Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu? It's a strange name, but if you think about it, a girl at that time could have been called like that. I felt intensely tired at this time, perhaps because I had been sucked some yang energy by Xiao Wu just now, so I closed my eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

When I got up, it was two o'clock in the afternoon, and Xiao Wu was naturally gone. I'm glad I survived. I subconsciously picked up my phone and looked at it, and found that there were text messages and missed calls from Zhou Tianwen, but they were all sent during the day. This guy probably thought I was dead. So text messages and phone calls were only sent once.

I picked up my phone and called, but Zhou Tianwen still answered in an instant: Still alive?

Survived, I said. What does this mean exactly?

Zhou Tianwen explained: You can't ask for ghost things, if you want to come, it means that you will be entangled by her. This is why most of the dead people's things will be burned, their underwear, hair, nails, etc., are not to be wanted, not to mention that if you directly ask for a piece of the ghost's meat, she will definitely be able to entangle you.

I said, "Anyway, she's not going to do anything to me." I've already asked for that student's information, what should I do next?

What can I do, you go on your own Zhou Tianwen's words made me stunned.

I was suddenly extremely anxious and said that I wanted Zhou Tianwen to go with me. But he shirked and said that he had a hand in catching ghosts, but he had no way to deal with the living, and he couldn't be asked to curse others, which was detrimental to Yin morality. When I think about it, Taoist priests are good at catching ghosts, and they may not be powerful in fighting, and they are not from the Shaolin Temple of the Wudang Sect.

So, I called Zhang Zhihao's landline, but it was prompted that it was an empty number. It's normal to think about it, after all, it's been so many years, and it's very possible to give up a landline. I just felt panicked and hoped not to wait for me to pass, but the building was already empty.

Today is Saturday and there are no classes, which also means that today and tomorrow, there will be no ghost classrooms. I went to take the bus, intending to go to Zhang Zhihao's house to have a look. This Zhang Zhihao's home is not far from the school, and the detailed address is on the left side of the mountainside of Zhangjia Village, Yingqian Township, Wenzhou City, just around our city, and it seems that rural people come to study in the city. I took the bus for an hour and left the city, and then the bus did not reach Zhangjia Village, so I stopped a tricycle around the county seat, saying that I was going to Zhangjia Village.

As soon as I heard that I was going to Zhangjia Village, the tricycle driver directly asked me for 20 yuan. When I heard this, I was very angry, because Zhangjia Village is estimated to be only three kilometers away from us, where do we need twenty yuan?

The tricycle driver explained: The road is too bad, and you won't go without giving twenty dollars.

As soon as I heard that there was nothing I could do, it would take more than an hour to walk for three kilometers, so I got on a tricycle. This way, the road is really very poor, all the way is potholed yellow mud, this tricycle driver really did not make a price. In the trolls.

The tricycle driver drove me to the lake, and then stopped, and he pointed to the mountain on the other side of the lake and said, "It's Zhangjia Village in a straight line."

I nodded, gave the tricycle driver twenty dollars, and said thank you. The tricycle driver didn't say politely, but took the money and said crookedly that twenty yuan was really a loss, and it should cost twenty-five yuan.

I ignored him and headed for the lake. The tricycle driver also knew that I would not be able to give money, so he drove back. I lit a cigarette and smoked slowly, and when the tricycle driver was gone, I yelled at the tricycle: "Twenty-five for your mother, your mother is dead!"

Die to your Nagai North?? Wenzhou dialect, do you have a comparison??

The tricycle driver stopped the tricycle and yelled at me, took out a screwdriver from the tool box in front of the tricycle and ran towards me. I walked to the lake in a hurry, stepped on a small bamboo raft parked at the lake, and said to the boatman: Zhangjia Village.

The boatman took a puff on his cigarette, picked up the bamboo pole and rowed the raft out. The tricycle driver saw that I had already left on a bamboo raft, and scolded and said that if I had a kind, I would nest in Zhangjia Village and not come out.

I simply sat on the raft and smoked a cigarette, and then asked the boatman: Master, which village is it?

Zhangjia Village's. The boatman said with a smile.

As soon as I heard that it was from Zhangjiacun, I was excited, and hurriedly asked: Do you know Zhang Zhihao?

As soon as the boatman heard my name, his face changed suddenly, and although there were only two of us on the raft, he still lowered his voice and said, "What is your relationship with him?"

I said it didn't matter, it was just that someone asked me to bring him something. The boatman hurriedly shook his head, he supported the raft that was drifting with a bamboo pole, and said to me very frightened: Don't go to him, he is already dead, I will send you back.

I was immediately stunned: Don't, master, you see that the three-wheeled one is still ready to stab me, and what happened to this death?

The boatman didn't seem to be in a hurry, he sat on a small bench on the raft and told me about Zhang Zhihao, and after listening to Zhang Zhihao's story, I was dumbfounded.

It turned out that this Zhang Zhihao had died ten years ago, saying that his family was in a good place and suddenly caught fire, and then he was burned to death. This was supposed to burn and burn, but one day, there was an old lady in the village who came out to go to the toilet at night?? There is no toilet in the mountain, and the small public toilet is on the house??, she passed by Zhang Zhihao's house, but saw Zhang Zhihao's home reappeared, and Zhang Zhihao was dressed in black, just like the kind of clothing used by the groom to marry the bride during the Republic of China, looking out with a pale face.

When the old lady was passing by, Zhang Zhihao kept looking at her and didn't say a word. The old lady had lived in the mountains for decades and had seen ghosts a few times, but she didn't say a word at that time, and she didn't show that she was afraid, so she turned around and walked away slowly. The next day, the old lady told me about it, and everyone didn't believe it at first, some people didn't pass by Zhang Zhihao's house when they went to the toilet, and they would deliberately go around Zhang Zhihao's house.

But some people don't see it, and some people do. However, all I saw were some old ladies who were dying, so when everyone came out at night, they didn't dare to go to Zhang Zhihao's house. I couldn't listen to it, this is the same as a ghost classroom, I guess I can also see this Zhang Zhihao's home, but the problem is that this thing sounds even more mysterious than a ghost classroom!

I thought for a while, then gritted my teeth and said: It's okay, you send me over, I don't believe in ghosts.

The boatman was stunned when he heard this, and he persuaded me for a while, but where could I do it? I think Zhang Zhihao has a lot to do with this ghost classroom, and no one harms me in the ghost classroom, so Zhang Zhihao probably won't.

I insisted so much that the boatman had no choice but to send me over. And I gave him five dollars, and then I went up the mountain.

Halfway up the hill to the right, I saw a burnt-in ruin. It was supposed to be an old-fashioned wooden house, but now it's unrecognizable.

The wind in the mountains was blowing cold, and I didn't dare to touch these ruins, for fear of provoking Zhou Zhihao's ghost. In this way, it seems that the only time to come and see this so-called haunted house is at night.

It was four o'clock, and I was feeling a little hungry. But it doesn't matter, I'm also from the mountains, and there are a lot of fruit trees growing in this countryside, and if I take some oranges or grapefruits, they won't blame me. Anyway, they grow it for fun and eat it themselves, not for sale.

I walked around the mountains and saw a wooden house, an old lady sitting in a daze at the door of the wooden house, and a grapefruit tree was planted in the courtyard.

I shouted to the old lady: Grandma, can I take a grapefruit and eat it?

Grandma smiled at me and told me to just take it, but she wouldn't eat it anyway. I happily took two grapefruits, and then I found a clean grapefruit to eat in the mountains.

The sun was slowly setting, and I looked at the time, it was six o'clock in the afternoon, and the haunted house still had four hours to come out.

At this time, I suddenly felt a chill in my body, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw an extra pair of legs behind me

I suddenly felt cold - damn, I still have Xiao Wu's minced meat with me!