I didn't see it with my own eyes, but I can imagine it. The corpses of dozens of people floated on the surface of the water at the same time, and the scalp tingled for a while just thinking about it.

After this incident, the principal pretended to comfort the parents of the deceased children. And there was also a ceremony to commemorate the drowned governess.

Although some people wonder about the cause of the accident, the dead are gone, and even the passenger car is deep in the water. All of this, over time, has become an unsolved mystery.

But this matter is not over, maybe it should be like this, no one expected it.

The drowned female teacher was called Yan Xue, and she was very strict with her students compared to other teachers. At the same time, it is also very careful, and any small problem will be explained in detail for students.

After her death, the class was temporarily vacant. But something terrible soon happened.

At that time, it was an old man, surnamed Ma, who was over 60 years old.

One night, the old horse head took a flashlight to check in the school building. On that day, he also drank some soju, and his little face was flushed. Walking through this empty floor, I hummed a little song unconsciously.

However, when he reached the third floor, he saw the electric lights on in one of the classrooms. The old horse head was a little drunk, he didn't care at first, he stepped forward to take a look, and saw that it was a student in class without thinking much about it, and left.

When he made a round from the fourth floor, he went straight downstairs. He returned to the hut where he was resting, and fell asleep on his bed. I don't know how long I slept, but the old horse woke up in a daze. After looking at the time, he sat up a little reluctantly, and then walked into the empty school building again with a flashlight.

Whether it's the staircase or the hallway, it's quiet. Every step the old horse's head took, there was an echo. I don't know why, the old horse head always feels a little cold walking in the corridor.

At this time, he came to the third floor. At a glance, the class that had been lit up before was still brightly lit at the moment.

At this moment, the old horse's head is a little strange. He remembered that the last time he had been checked, it was eight or nine o'clock in the evening. Even if it's an evening class, you can't go to it until now, you know, it's midnight.

With a stomach full of doubts, the old horse bumped his courage and walked towards the classroom with a flashlight.

When I walked in, the entire classroom seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog. Old man Ma is old, and his eyes are a little flowery. He leaned forward and squinted his eyes down the window.

Strangely, the closer you get to the window, the stronger the damp and dark feeling becomes. It was only a few tens of seconds, and the old horse head was horrified to find that his hair, face, and even clothes were all wet, and he looked as if he had been soaked in water.

Suddenly, the old horse head seemed to remember something, and he jerked his head up to look at the class sign on the door frame. It reads, 502.

"502, isn't this classroom empty, it's so late, who's going to teach here?" The old horse's eyes are not only dazzling, but his memory is also a little confused.

He frowned and pushed the classroom door open. At that moment, the old horse head only felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and even his teeth could not help chattering.

The lights in classroom 502 are on, but they are no different from those that are not. The whole classroom was a blur, and as far as the eye could see, it was full of mist. As soon as he entered, the old horse's head felt wet under his feet.

When I looked down, the floor tiles were covered with water stains.

He looked at the students sitting at their desks and saw that their skin was swollen, as if they had been blistered. Also, everyone's body was wet, as if they had just come out of the water.

In the blink of an eye, the old horse's head glanced towards the podium. It was a young girl, dressed in a sportswear and wearing a sunhat on her head. Like those students, they were wet all over their bodies.

On this big night, who would wear a sunhat, and the whole body is still wet. Moreover, the face of the female teacher looked a little familiar......

The old horse's head scratched the back of his head, and after a few seconds, his eyes suddenly widened. He sat down on the ground, raised his hand, pointed at the teacher on the podium, and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything out of fear.

At this moment, the female teacher and a group of students all turned into wisps of green smoke and disappeared. It disappeared so suddenly, so unexpectedly.

The old horse didn't dare to look at this classroom, and he almost crawled away from this school building. Early the next morning, rumors of the haunting of the school spread.

Some people say that Teacher Yan Xue is so concerned about his students that even though he is dead, he still insists on teaching them, and he is really a good teacher.

Some people also said that no matter what, people and ghosts have different paths, and since Yan Xue and those students are dead, they should not be wandering in the sun.

Something like this happened, and for a while, the teachers and students of the whole school were panicked. There are also many parents who simply do not let their children go to school.

For such a result, the principal did not expect. He came out on the spot to refute the rumors, dismissed the old horseman, and claimed that he was promoting feudal superstition, which had an impact on the teachers and students of the school, as well as the reputation of the school.

At that time, in the face of the TV interview, the principal looked distressed. not only put all the fault on the old horse head, but also said that he would make a pennant for Yan Xue to express his respect for her.

Under some refutation of rumors, the teachers and students who were originally panicked finally returned to normal.

But no one dared to approach classroom 502. Later, in the school, there was an unwritten rule that anyone who had evening classes must leave the school before nine o'clock.

And after nine o'clock, no one should approach the third floor. Even if it's a watch, once you pass by the third floor and see a light on, you must not approach.

This situation lasted for two years, and finally broke with Zhang Haoran's class of students. There was no way, there were too many students in Zhang Haoran's class. There was no room to sit in at all, and on the third floor, with the exception of classroom 502, almost all of them were occupied.

The teachers at that time were very hesitant, but the principal waved his hand and let Zhang Haoran's class move into classroom 502.

The students have only heard of these things, but the real situation is not clear. Moreover, even if it is an evening class, once it is nine o'clock, no matter where the teacher talks about the class, the teacher will announce the end of school, and there is no need to even clean the classroom.

When I learned all this, my head instantly grew. In this way, the classroom full of mist has nothing to do with the mystery of the ghost school.

However, to my relief, the panic caused by the ghost school incident was too great, and in addition to some valuable things being removed, many things remained in the school. Even the files of the previous students remain in the archives as they are.