On Monday morning, Yang Jun hurried to the classroom where his class was, this classroom he had been looking at for more than half a year was very different in his eyes, maybe he had experienced too much, but he didn't expect that he was dissatisfied with the ordinary university life that prompted him to establish the Paranormal Research Association but let himself pace in front of the ghost door many times.

There are a lot of things to think about now, improve your ability, protect the members of the association and solve the harm caused by your own mistakes.

The teacher on the podium suddenly talked about the mirror image of physics, and one by one the pictures flashed in Yang Jun's mind, and he didn't want to recall too much about the night when he went out to play.

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That was the second time he had met Li Hong, a ghost wandering around the school, that is, the ghost body called by Duan Hou and their family, and he suddenly felt that this girl was very pitiful, just because she died within the coverage of the first realm, she didn't even have a chance to be reincarnated.

Li Hong was still standing straight in front of him like the first time, his black bloodshot eyes were not so terrifying in Yang Jun's eyes now, and the flesh on his face was also falling off piece by piece.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Yang Jun saw a crystal tear in her eyes, the tear didn't fall, it seemed that something was blocking its slide.

She didn't move, just stood there all the time, even though Duan Hou's iron rod had pierced her chest, she just stood quietly, a bit like a patient who knew her lifespan and just calmly waited for it to come.

Li Hong smiled, this is the first time Yang Jun has seen this girl's smile, he can't tell whether it is good-looking, whether it is a smile or a wry smile, he can't see a trace of expression on this girl's face, her head is only a skeleton, her hair has lost the support of flesh and blood and is scattered in the forest with the wind, falling on the ground in any corner waiting for the corrosion of the years.

"She's free, and she's freed from the shackles of the First Realm." Duan Hou stood beside Yang Jun, looking at the ghost in front of him who had originally come to kill them, but now he was just a poor female ghost waiting for his death.

"Can she be reincarnated?" Lu Qingshuang's eyes were a little red and said.

"No, her spirit body has been eroded by the First Realm, and now that she has left that area, she can only lose the support of resentment and die, unable to be resurrected again, and there is no possibility of reincarnation."

"But I think she'll be happy for herself, she won't have to be tormented by the First Realm anymore."

As he spoke, Li Hong's body had begun to turn into dust little by little, and the breeze seemed to appear at this moment, blowing away these bodies that no longer had to bear sin.

It's over, it seems to be over.

The sky gradually brightened, and the summer morning was exceptionally warm, and the sun dispelled the invasion of the night's cold, making people completely relaxed.

The corpse of the half-ghost hanging in the air was taken away by Duan Hou, saying that this kind of spirit that has not completely turned into a ghost can also be restored to a white spirit body by special means, and then let him be reincarnated.

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"Yang Jun, Yang Jun wake up, how can you sleep so much, wake up."

Yang Jun opened his somewhat heavy eyes, only to realize that he had fallen asleep in class again, and it was his tablemate, Li Ming, who woke him up. Usually the relationship between the two is not bad, and occasionally they can help each other with the attendance roll call of the top teacher, at this time Li Mingzheng looked at himself with an excited face.

Yang Jun felt that his face was a little moist, and hurriedly got up and wiped the overflowing haze on his cheek, while looking at Li Ming strangely.

"What's the matter, look at the excitement on your face, have you won the lottery??"

"Ouch, what's that? Do I usually have a bitter gourd face? But you really said it, alas, I accidentally bought a welfare lottery ticket last night, and won a third prize, so I don't have to worry about living expenses this year. Li Ming said as he raised his eyebrows a little obscenely.

Yang Jun was speechless, this guy who likes to gamble all year round and has always lost money, actually won the welfare lottery for the first time, it seems that God's reward for diligence is really wide-ranging.

"Are you going to invite you to dinner?" As soon as Yang Jun thought about it, he knew that he couldn't miss such a good opportunity to extort bamboo bars, especially thinking that his waist bag had dried up a little this month, and he would have to tighten his belt in the next few days.

"That's a must, don't I call you, you see it's out of school, there seems to be a rare kebab today, rest assured, this one is mine."

Li Ming said excitedly with a wave of his big hand, but as soon as Yang Jun heard the lamb skewers, a stream of air rushed up from his stomach, and he suddenly remembered the bloody corpse hanging in the barbecue forest that night, which was a bit like a lamb skewer waiting to be roasted.

"Ahem, it's okay to have lamb skewers, you see so many special chefs in the school, eat something else. Why don't you eat some light Cantonese food, eating too much mutton skewers is not good for your health... Vomit~" Yang Jun wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, retched, and pushed Li Ming to the cafeteria.

"Eh, I said that your kid has changed his surname, and he usually belongs to your favorite meat, but today he actually told me to eat light, and the sun is really coming out of the west." Li Ming's voice could still be heard in the distance in the corridor.

Li Ming is Yang Jun's tablemate, known for his loud voice, but his figure is not tall, his hair is very short and very trendy, and he shovels the hair on both sides and makes a basketball pattern on it. Yes, Li Ming is a basketball enthusiast, but he likes basketball not because he likes to play basketball, but because he likes to gamble. Usually, Yang Jun can always see that he is holding a basic basketball magazine and tinkering with first-hand information there, but he loses every time.

The two soon came to the school cafeteria, this was the first time that Yang Jun did not plan to use his own small means to eat, because someone invited, the two of them asked for a small box, asked for a Cantonese menu and began to study what they wanted to eat.

Nowadays, the times are different, the university food is no longer as ordinary as the previous parents, and the current university canteen is a paradise on earth, and the famous school is Lu, Sichuan, Guangdong, Fujian, Su (Huaiyang), Zhejiang, Hunan and Hui eight major cuisines, sweet and sour, bitter and salty, that is, when there is no greasy taste until graduation.

"That's not Yang Jun, let's go, okay, it's really comfortable, let's all come to the box to eat, and I won't call a few of us, it's not interesting enough." Lu Qingshuang pointed one finger at Yang Jun, who was ordering food inside, and walked towards the box with Duan Hou, who was a little helpless, with one hand, followed by Yang Tian, who was even more helpless to make a light bulb.

"You can't blame me for this, this meal was invited by our big brother Li Ming." As soon as Yang Jun saw that the guns were aimed at him, he hurriedly pushed Li Ming to avoid being shot indiscriminately.

"It's okay, it's lively when there are many people, don't mind since they're all classmates, let's make it and eat it."

"Really? That's great, look at people, how generous. You're not authentic as a president. Lu Qingshuang patted Yang Jun on the shoulder, jokingly and said to Yang Jun with a little irony.

"It's so fragrant, it's so fast." When a black line appeared on Yang Jun's forehead, a burst of aroma came to his nose, which instantly attracted the attention of several people, and after a morning of consumption, they were already hungry and couldn't find the north. Yang Jun saw that the first dish was the most suitable oyster sauce mushroom for summer, one of the more famous dishes in Cantonese cuisine, and as soon as this dish was served, they all desperately put it into their bowls like jackals.

Of course, there are also accidents, that is, only Duan Hou, who was dragged over by Lu Qingshuang to eat together, except that he was always so calm when he was in a hurry, his chopsticks were also a piece of mushroom that was only caught after someone else had the second round.

"Yang Jun, it's almost a holiday, why are you going to go?" The sudden words stunned Yang Jun.

"Holiday? What kind of holiday, how do I not know? ”

"Oh~" Lu Qingshuang covered her forehead and made a very speechless appearance, because she saw that Yang Jun was actually eating the food in the bowl while pretending to be ignorant, and her naughty appearance made others laugh.

"Summer vacation, what month is it, are you sleeping in class?"

"Ahem~" was pointed out to be awkward, Yang Jun had no choice but to draw everyone's attention to the food on the table, and several people enjoyed this happy time.

No one knew that at this time, in dormitory 306 of the boys' dormitory, the bronze mirror that had disappeared before appeared on the toilet wall of dormitory 306, and cracks appeared on it. The ghost head on the back let out a lament, and the mirror shattered to the ground, and a wisp of black resentment floated from inside, and it hovered in bedroom 306 for a while before the 'gurgling' sound disappeared, and no one knew what it was, and no one knew where it went.

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