Qian Mo's voice began to tremble a little, and he asked suspiciously, "Yao Gang, is what you said true?" The scene I directed is really the same as you witnessed Zhang Han jumping off the building in reality? ”

Yao Gang heard that Qian Mo's voice had changed, and he who was already weak actually laughed happily: "What? Do you believe it too? Scared, right? I'm dying here, and you can't escape tonight. ”

Just when Yao Gang and Zhou Hua were afraid of Zhang Han's ghost because they saw Qian Mo, who was plotting against them, they suddenly felt that they were no longer afraid of ghosts, but would prefer to see Zhang Han's ghost appear with their own eyes, making her happy to kill Qian Mo. Qian Mo's voice suddenly changed at the entrance of the cave: "If you love me for a while, I will love you for a lifetime." ”

The two people at the bottom of the tomb were shocked, but they didn't expect Zhang Han's ghost to really appear and possess Qian Mo. Zhou Hua and Yao Gang secretly wondered, how could the words written by Zhou Hua on the back of Zhang Han's photo let Qian Mo know, what was it if Zhang Han was not on him? Moreover, Qian Mo's hoarse and gloomy voice, at this time, in addition to being more gloomy, also raised the tone, a bit like a woman's voice.

Zhou Hua was also secretly frightened, the words he knew were told to him by Qian Mo. But how could Qian Mo have that photo of Zhang Han? Looking back now, wasn't that what Zhang Han found out about in order to redress his grievances?

As the two looked at each other, the tone of the voice at the entrance of the cave gradually became sharper and longer.

Qian Mo whimpered and whimpered under the cave and said, "Zhou Hua, do you love me?" Teacher Yao, since you love me so much, why don't you keep coming to accompany me? ”

The two of them at the bottom of the tomb were so frightened that they urinated on their pants. Zhou Hua said in a trembling voice: "Zhang Han, is it you?" I have always loved you deeply, and I have been thinking about you all the time for the past two years. Everything I do is to avenge you. Look at this face, you save me, I promise not to marry for the rest of my life, and I will incense you every day. ”

Yao Gang also cried and begged: "Zhang Han, I was dizzy for a while because I loved you too much. Forgive me, as long as I can get out alive, I will definitely ask you to ask a Taoist monk to do a big ritual for you, transcend you, and give you incense every day. ”

The 'Zhang Han' said coldly: "Since you two love me, let's accompany me together." ”

Just when the two of them were frightened and their faces were like earth, they heard the sound of laughter from above the entrance of the cave.

Qian Mo's voice returned to normal again, and he said in a gloomy voice: "Look at you two useless things, you dare to play psychological warfare on me, have you forgotten that I once taught you two psychology?" The class has an axe, and it is not self-sufficient. Don't you wish there were ghosts? Then I'll play with you, I'll pretend to be Zhang Han's ghost and tease you, but I didn't expect the two of you to be so unproductive, scared like this. ”

Qian Mo smiled proudly and continued: "The two great talents love the saint, were you frightened when you heard what you said just now?" Yao Gang, Zhou Hua didn't tell you, how did he know that sentence? Let me tell you the truth, that's what I told Zhou Hua, I expected that with Zhou Hua's intelligence, he would be very clever to use this sentence to make a big fuss and let Yao Gang take the bait. As for the 'dream' plot, it is the most plausible scenario that I have speculated on after careful consideration, and don't forget, psychology is my specialty. ”

"Zhou Hua, you haven't figured out how I could know your Teacher Yao's words, right? Tell you now, and let you die a little more clearly. When Yao had just graduated, because the school was a new campus and several office buildings had not yet been completed, Yao Gang put together a table next to me. ”

"Back then, I felt that this kid actually fell in love with Zhang Han, a college freshman. Once, I accidentally saw a photo of Zhang Han in his drawer, and when I turned it over, there was Yao Gang's handwriting on it, imitating Guan Lu's love quotes. At that time, when I put it back in his drawer, I suddenly had an inspiration and quietly hid it. Unexpectedly, it really comes in handy now. ”

Qian Mo's mouth suddenly softened, but it made the two people at the bottom of the tomb feel even more frightened. Qian Mo said with a smile: "You two used to be my proud students. As your teacher, when you die next year, I will burn some paper money for you. The two of you can go with confidence, remember to have a good chat before you die, resolve the grievances, and don't hate each other on the Huangquan Road. Teacher bury the hole for you now, farewell, two dear disciples. ”

Zhou Hua shouted: "Qian Mo, don't be complacent. Do you think I'm really interested in learning about your elaborate plan to kill people with a knife? I deliberately led you to speak, and you finally couldn't help but laugh out loud. Don't think that if this is a barren mountain and a wild mountain, no one will know, maybe any of these villages will be on the night road when their relatives come back late. If someone bumps into it, even if there are no ghosts, you can't escape the police. ”

Qian Mo said with a smile: "You two are still not giving up, expecting passers-by to pass by and come to rescue you?" Don't dream, if it's a full moon night, maybe someone will actually pass by at night. But what time is it? At the beginning of the month, there was not even the moon in sight, only a few faint stars, who would pass by here in the middle of the night? ”

Just when the two of them at the bottom of the tomb were in complete despair when they heard this, and Qian Mo was smiling proudly, Qian Mo suddenly heard a cold voice behind him: "Who said that no one would be there on such a night?" ”

Qian Mo was so frightened that he sat down on the ground all of a sudden, but when Zhou Hua and Yao Gang heard it, they seemed to have caught a life-saving straw and desperately shouted for help.

Qian Mo, who was sitting on the ground, found that less than three meters away from him by starlight, there was a little old man sitting on the ground, smoking a cigarette, and the dark red cigarette butt was bright and extinguished in the dark.

Seeing that it was a shriveled little old man, Qian Mo's courage suddenly came back, and he rolled over from the ground with a bone, thinking that his affairs could not be revealed, and he must kill this little old man.

Just when he quietly picked up the Luoyang shovel that Zhou Hua threw on the ground and was about to commit murder, he didn't expect the little old man to guess his thoughts.

The little old man said lightly: "Your name is Qian Mo, right?" An associate professor at the school opposite? Hehe, disrespectful. ”

Qian Mo flickered, his face turned hideous, and he said viciously: "Old man, since you know everything, then don't want to leave alive." ”

Unexpectedly, the little old man was still sitting upright, without the slightest hint of wanting to run away out of fear. Still said lightly: "Qian Mo, I advise you not to waste your thoughts." You don't want to think about it, if I saw that you were afraid, would I have spoken out just now? ”

Qian Mo thought about it, and began to be scared in his heart: "Who are you?" How did it come out of nowhere? ”

The little old man still said lightly: "I am a villager in this mountain, I have nothing to do at night, go around the mountain for a while, and see if I can catch some hares or something." I happened to see you talking here alone, and I wondered what you were talking about, so I quietly came over to listen. Hehe, I didn't expect that an associate professor with such a vicious plan would set up such a careful plan to kill your two students. ”

As soon as the little old man finished speaking, he suddenly threw away the cigarette butt and said gloomily: "Professor Qian, what are you still holding that shovel for?" Do you think you can subdue me? It's not that I underestimate you scholars, even if there are a few young adults, my little old man is not in his eyes. ”

Qian Mo was shocked, and the Luoyang shovel in his hand fell to the ground involuntarily.

Zhou Hua and Yao Gang at the bottom of the tomb were greatly excited, and kept calling for help, Qian Mo was frightened and had no owner, and his legs trembled.

Unexpectedly, the little old man ignored the cries for help from the two people at the bottom of the tomb, and said gloomily: "Professor Qian, my little old man only loves money in his life. If you don't want today's incident to be revealed, and you don't want the two people at the bottom of the tomb to come out alive, then it depends on what price you offer. ”

Zhou Hua and Yao Gang, who were at the bottom of the tomb, heard this, and they only felt that the world was spinning, and they were desperate to the extreme. Qian Mo came to his senses, and he hurriedly said: "Old man, it's easy to say, everything is easy to say." As long as you help me hide this matter, what conditions do you offer, as long as I can do it, there is absolutely no second word. ”

The little old man laughed dryly twice and said, "Professor Qian, are you serious?" Won't you regret it? ”

Qian Mo hurriedly fell to his knees with a thud, pointing to the sky and swearing poisonously. The little old man smiled: "Okay, Professor Qian, since you want me to help you with this, then I have to make conditions." ”

Qian Mo hurriedly patted his chest and promised to do so, and the little old man said quietly: "Professor Qian, my son is not filial. If you are willing to recognize me as your father and keep watch over me and be filial to me, then I can keep it a secret for you and bury this hole. ”

Qian Mo hurriedly agreed, and the little old man smiled and said, "Professor Qian, you must do what you say, you can't go back." ”

I saw that the little old man bent down, and he didn't know where to pick up a few branches, inserted them three or four inches below the entrance of the cave, and picked up the Luoyang shovel that Qian Mo had fallen, and in just a few seconds, the mouth of the cave gradually let the soil cover up, and the desperate and miserable voices of Zhou Hua and Yao Gang became weaker and weaker, and finally they could no longer be heard.