After class, Li Wei rushed into Yao Gang's office.

Seeing that Yao Gang and Zhou Hua were discussing something, Li Wei yelled at Yao Gang angrily: "Teacher Yao, you killed Xu Yan. ”

Yao Gang's face changed, and he sat there silently without saying a word, Zhou Hua hurriedly stood up and said softly to Li Wei: "Li Wei, be quiet, how can you say that about Teacher Yao?" ”

Li Wei looked at each other angrily and said, "Zhou Hua, it's nothing to do with you." If Teacher Yao hadn't taken Xu Yan's rune paper, would Xu Yan have let Zhang Han's ghost jump off the building? ”

Zhou Hua said softly: "Li Wei, don't be impulsive. This can't be blamed on Mr. Yao, who would have thought that there were really ghosts and gods in the world? Mr. Yao borrowed the talisman because you said that it was very peaceful to sleep all night after having the talisman paper, and he was curious and wanted to study and explain this mystery, also for your own good! ”

Li Wei was already slowly discouraged at this time, she blushed and said softly to Yao Gang: "Teacher Yao, I'm sorry, please forgive me for being rude just now, Xu Yan's death hit a few of us too hard." ”

Yao Gang was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "Li Wei, you are right. If it weren't for my curiosity to borrow the rune paper, perhaps, Xu Yan really wouldn't have died. I never believed in ghosts and gods, but this incident was difficult to explain, and I began to wonder if there were really ghosts in this world. ”

Zhou Hua started a round and proposed: "Teacher Yao, didn't Li Wei say last time that the three of them met a Maoshan Taoist priest, and that Taoist priest gave them three pieces of rune paper?" We might as well go and visit the Taoist priest together, and maybe we can get an answer from him. ”

The three of them stopped talking, and Li Wei went back to the dormitory to inform Jiang Liping and Miao Miao that they agreed to go to the small hotel to find Zhang Yuanshan at noon.

In the small hotel, only Zhang Yuanshan and Li Bing were there, Shi Liya and Zhao Wan'er went shopping in a nearby town together, and Qian Yiduo saw that there were many graves scattered in this small mountainous area, and he was itchy for a while.

After listening to the narration of several people, Zhang Yuanshan pondered for a while and said: "Since my rune paper can stop this Zhang Han's ghost, it means that her ghost has not turned into a powerful ghost, and it is not so terrifying." Maybe there was really something hidden about her death, which caused her to die unwillingly, and her soul was unwilling to disperse, turning into an unjust soul. ”

Li Wei asked nervously, "Master Zhang, what should I do then?" We have to at least pass this holiday before we can change dormitories, and we can't keep her ghost haunted, right? ”

Zhang Yuanshan thought for a moment and said, "That's it, since that talisman is valid, let Teacher Yao give Miao Miao the talisman that turned out to be Xu Yan, so that the three of you can be sure that you three will be okay in the short term." I'll think of a way to see how I can dissolve the resentment of Zhang Han's unjust soul. ”

Yao Gang listened to Zhang Yuanshan's words on the side, and his face was cloudy. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Master Zhang, your words today have opened my eyes. It seems that many bizarre events that cannot be explained by science may really only be explained by the theory of ghosts. But what are you talking about resolving the grievances of the souls? ”

Zhang Yuanshan looked at Yao Gang and said, "Generally speaking, after a person dies, her soul should float to the Netherworld. On the seventh day after death, the soul is allowed to go home or to the place where she died to receive worship, which is called the first seven soul nights. It wasn't until after May Seven that the ghost drank Meng Po soup and forgot all the things in this life, crossed the Nai He Bridge, and officially entered the underworld. After being checked by the underworld judge and the king of Hades, she was sentenced to hell or reincarnation. ”

"And Zhang Han has been dead for nearly three years, and her ghost can still harm people, which means that her soul has not entered the underworld. This is the soul of injustice. If her resentment is heavier and she absorbs more yin and evil qi, she will turn into a powerful ghost and bring disaster to the world. But now it seems that her unjust soul has not turned into a ghost, so it cannot be like a ghost, which can directly harm people or things, but can only intimidate and lure mortals, that is, induce mortals spiritually and then constitute death. ”

"As long as we understand what grievances Zhang Han had before she died, or what wishes she had before she died, after her wish is completed, burn more paper money for her, and her unjust soul will naturally be dispersed and officially enter the underworld."

When Zhou Hua heard this, he turned his head and looked at Yao Gang with earnest eyes and said, "Teacher Yao, you once taught Zhang Han, and a beautiful and excellent female student like her will naturally attract the attention of the teacher." Zhang Daochang said just now that if she wants to resolve Zhang Han's grievances or what wishes she had before she died, it seems that she can only ask Teacher Yao to help me remember and investigate. Solve this matter as soon as possible, so that Li Wei and her sisters can study with peace of mind as soon as possible. ”

Wan Gang was about to speak, Li Wei, Jiang Liping and Miao Miao begged Yao Gang in unison. Yao Gang was extremely embarrassed, his face was a little scared, and he snorted: "Okay, in order for the students to get rid of the entanglement of this nightmare, I will check Zhang Han's information, hoping to find the answer as soon as possible." ”

Only then did several people settle down a little bit, and they were all a little happy, said goodbye to Li Bing and Zhang Yuanshan, and returned to the opposite school.

Sure enough, for several days, the 507 dormitory was safe. Li Wei, Miao Miao and Jiang Liping gradually began to feel at ease. It's just that the three yellow rune papers pasted on the head of the bed always make people feel a little awkward, and no girl from other dormitories in the 507 dormitory dares to come in and visit.

During this period of time, Zhou Hua's expression was not very good-looking, and he didn't look as sunny and handsome as he used to, revealing a haggard look.

It was the weekend, and the three classmates who shared the dormitory with Zhou Hua were not too far from the school, so they all took the bus home.

Zhou Hua was left alone in the dormitory, only ate a bag of instant noodles, and climbed into bed early, listening to songs in mp3 and reading books. But he couldn't calm down in his mind, and Li Wei's beautiful face always appeared from time to time, and what made him uneasy was that behind that face, there seemed to be another person's shadow shaking.

Zhou Hua took a sleeping pill, and after a while, his eyelids became heavy.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk", someone knocked on the door three times.

Zhou Hua opened his mouth and asked, "Who?" Only then did he realize that he couldn't make a sound.

Zhou Hua wanted to get up, but found that his body was very heavy, his limbs were weak, and he couldn't move.

Just as he was shocked, he didn't see the bedroom door open, and a figure in a white nightdress floated in front of him.

The white figure, under the wide nightdress, looks petite and delicate, charming and moving. But in Zhou Hua's eyes, there is no trace of beauty, except for fear, it is still fear. Because, under the long hair of that figure, there was a face without facial features, like a ball of flour kneaded.

Zhou Hua wanted to run, but his limbs were weak, let alone running, he didn't even have the strength to turn his head sideways.

"Zhou Hua", the voice of the female ghost in white was miserable and complaining: "Do you love me? ”

Zhou Hua opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't say a word, the only thing that could make him feel was that the soles of his two feet curled up in the quilt were sticky, cold and piercing, and a trace of cold sweat kept breaking out.

The white-clothed female ghost slowly raised her hands, and Zhou Hua could clearly see that the nails on her hands were slowly getting longer.

The female ghost in white approached Zhou Hua step by step, to be precise, not step by step, because she couldn't see any movement under the hem of her nightdress, it was floating towards Zhou Hua.

Zhou Hua wanted to close his eyes, but the horror in his heart had already made his mind blank, but he couldn't close his eyes. He watched as the long nails of the white-clothed female ghost pierced through his body, and blood was bubbling out with hot air.

Zhou Hua didn't bow his head at all, and he couldn't bow his head, but he didn't know what was going on, but he could clearly see that his hands with long nails and miserable white nails had already held his beating blood-red heart.

The white-clothed female ghost's pale face without eyebrows, lips, and nose was almost attached to Zhou Hua's face, and a fishy smell rushed straight into Zhou Hua's nose. Zhou Hua felt a strong feeling of vomiting, but he couldn't vomit.

After a stalemate, the face was slowly drifting away from Zhou Hua, and it seemed that something was squirming and changing on the face, but his hands were still inserted in Zhou Hua's body, still holding Zhou Hua's beating blood-red heart, and his arms were getting longer and longer.

"Zhang Han", although Zhou Hua was terrified to the extreme, he could still see clearly, the face with no facial features was gradually turning into Zhang Han's face. The white-clothed female ghost slowly floated onto the table, her hands still holding Zhou Hua's heart tightly.

Zhang Han's beautiful and miserable white face slowly oozed blood, his eyes began to ooze black blood, half of his face began to blur with flesh and blood, and a piece of glass shards shining with cold light grew.