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Liu Shoucai is not very tall, about 178 or so, thin and a little pockmarked, with black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, he looks a little quiet boy's taste, and the neck of the white T-shirt is hung with a red rope the thickness of a toothpick hanging on it, which is reflected by the moonlight In such an environment, this little white-faced boy has an indescribable weirdness.

Three months ago, Liu Shoucai was transferred from another city to this high school to teach high school history, and as for why he came to class in the middle of the night every week, it was because he was a very amazing person.

Liu Shoucai can see ghosts! Moreover, what they say can be heard.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this empty and dusty classroom, in Liu Shoucai's view, is full of 'people' with green light, some of these 'people' are wearing very fashionable jeans, some are wearing long shirts, and some are simply naked.

For example, the one in jeans, with only half of his head left, and one arm missing. But at this time, he was unconsciously teasing a female ghost wearing a cheongsam beside him, and when he looked closely, the woman's lower abdomen was cut open for a long time, and the internal organs that were also oozing green light were faintly visible, and a child's hand that didn't look like it had grown out of the wound popped out of the wound, and the little hand was still scratching it weakly from time to time.

All of their 'people' are not allowed to die well in their lifetimes, that is, the unjust souls of people commonly known as 'horizontal death' by the common people. They insist on staying in this world and cannot die, all because they still have unfulfilled wishes.

Liu Shoucai wasted a lot of effort to make these dead 'people' have no problem with him, and this kind of communication between the living and the dead, Liu Shoucai has done it once or twice. This time I came to Rongguang High School, also because of their save. According to what the monk said, this is all merit, and since God has given him such an ability, he should not waste it. It is a pity that although there are souls in this world, there is no so-called Taoism. Although there is no immortality, there is an afterlife. This is also the motivation for Liu Shoucai to insist on doing this.

"Shut up!" Liu Shoucai looked at the 'chaotic' classroom, and shouted loudly: "Flirting with the big girl and the little daughter-in-law, crying endlessly, hurry down and lie down, anyway, I'm in class, can I learn to respect the teacher?" ”

"Xiao Liu, respect the teacher, you also have to respect the elders, I've been dead for more than a hundred years, can't you still say something? Last time, you said that if you want to be a human being, you must have the right to freedom of speech, and you will not be a ghost? "A 'young' old ghost wearing a long shirt and a braided head shouted with a smile, but, please only look at the face, otherwise you will see that he put his head under his armpit, and a intestine was dragged out of the neck and serialized under the neck, according to the old ghost, he was slaughtered by the bandits, cut off the neck vertebrae, dragged the head with a horse, and dragged out a long string of intestines, and died a miserable death~ It is said that he was crushed to death by a carriage.

The frolic of the old ghost caused a commotion among the surrounding 'people', and it was useless for Liu Shoucai to beat the podium.

In the end, these old ghosts of a hundred years and decades simply became flying 'people' in the classroom, and even dragged those severed heads and kicked them in the air.

"I have to let Lao Tzu come up with a killer idea!" Liu Shoucai looked at the messy classroom, snorted, took out a bottle of liquor from the backpack he was carrying, unscrewed the cap casually, and revealed a thick handful of incense with a wonderful fragrance in the backpack.

A strong fragrance wafted out along the bottle.

Airplanes......

A burst of green smoke dissipated, and the group of ghosts who were still frolicking just now instantly returned to their original positions, sitting upright one by one, and those whose heads fell off hurriedly stuffed their heads back into their necks. The cheongsam female ghost, who was shy and laughing with jeans just now, also hurriedly stuffed back the parts and small hands exposed from the stomach wound, and held her stomach with both hands to prevent the wound from opening. The green face showed a smile that did not fit the image of a ghost, and she looked very ladylike.

Liu Shoucai pulled out a large bag of incense candles from the package, and said with a smile on his face: "Trouble, trouble, if you have a drink addiction this week, just endure it, and those who want to eat incense are also hungry." If you don't pay the tuition, forget it, and still make trouble in class! This wine is so delicious. He shook the bottle and said, "Want to drink?" The old rules, who can help me find those troublesome ghosts, Mr. Liu, I promise to make it cool enough. I can even invite a monk with the golden body of Buddhism to help him transcend. ”

"Xiao Liu, this is your mistake. We can't afford to mess with those troublesome old ghosts. Who let you build this house on top of someone else's house? These ghosts are here. Don't take the initiative to provoke the gods below. ”

"Yes, yes, Mr. Liu, we are all dead, last time you promised to take me back to see my parents, when can you go, I have been dead for 8 years, and the War of Resistance is over." One of the young 'men' with a bloody face shouted that he was one of the last three students to die after the school was founded.

"Yes, yes, Xiao Liu, did you find what I told you about my granddaughter? Old man, I want to see my granddaughter all my life, let me see it, and I can go to superbirth. ”

The two ghosts, big and small, chattered like this, and the 'people' group began to mess up again, Liu Shoucai promised too much, and no one would stop this quarrel for a while.

The angry Liu Shoucai shouted: "Shut up, shut up!" Believe it or not, I'm not coming tomorrow! ”

Airplanes...... Liu Shoucai roared angrily, and all the ghosts in the classroom immediately closed their mouths.

"Wang Laohan, your granddaughter has been dead for many years, I only found her family, and I finally found a photo, do you want to take a look?" Liu Shoucai first said to the old ghost who was shouting to see his granddaughter.

The old ghost who was called Wang Laohan touched a handful of tears that did not contain zài, and he really choked up. Hurriedly nodded "Look, look, look!" It's a pity for my granddaughter. Death is death, and after seeing the old man, I will also have my wish. ”

Liu Shoucai flipped out his mobile phone and found one of the photos, which was a kind old lady, but the photo was black and white, and at first glance, he knew that it was taken with a posthumous portrait.

He put the phone on the table, and Wang Laohan floated in front of the phone and lowered his head to look at the phone. A low ghost cry emanated from Wang Laohan's body.

Ghost crying is such a thing, no, to be precise, the ghost doesn't even speak through his mouth. After Liu Shoucai's research, it was found that the sound produced by ghosts must be produced by the vibration of their bodies themselves, and the sound produced by people is produced by the vibration of the vocal cords of the airflow. The sound of the ghost is produced by the vibration of the air with the ghost body, and when you see the ghost gaba baba mouth, it is just a habit left over from life.

Liu Shoucai said to the young ghost who said that he was looking at his parents: "Yue Dachuan, I can't help you with your affairs for the time being. I went to your house, but...... Your parents have emigrated abroad. It's only three years after your death, but I've found something else that I hope will break the bond in your heart. ”

"What is it?" Yue Dachuan asked.

"It's a letter, a letter in your urn. I secretly dug up the stone slab in your graveyard in the middle of the night and turned your urn out, and now you can follow your remains back to the cemetery and enjoy the offerings. Or, untie the knot and be reincarnated, it's up to you to choose. Liu Shoucai said.