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Soon, she released the answers to the most difficult questions on the test paper, not only wrote them out, but also made very detailed notes on each step.

I couldn't help but smile and said, "Teacher, thank you." I have another question here, would you like to answer it for me?"

"Well, it's best if you have a question, hehe, you ask, kid. ”

As soon as he heard this, the other party was not so excited, and his voice was full of impatience.

I paused for a moment, and then said, "You say, what happens when people die?"

The air seemed to freeze in an instant.

This question made her subconsciously stunned, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly spoke: "This...... When a person dies, he may become a ghost, right?"

I could tell that her voice was already trembling.

I got up and turned around, and standing in front of me was an old woman in a simple cotton jacket.

She looked haggard, but she was also very kind, and there was hardly anything to connect with the ghost except for her pale face and transparent, erratic soul.

Her eyes were not empty at all, dark and deep, as if she was thinking about all kinds of function problems and equations at any time, thinking about how to give lectures and impart knowledge to her students.

Even if the clothes are very shabby, but she takes care of them cleanly, although the hair is gray, but it is not messy, meticulously coiled on the head, it can be seen that she must be a person who is responsible for herself and students before her death, and is strict.

"However, didn't the teachers teach us not to be superstitious, there are no ghosts in this world at all?"

I stared at this old woman and fainted, it turns out that my brother and I are also an acting school.

Why does it feel like inducing people to sin? Inexplicably, I was a little nervous.

Hey, I can't help it, I must be too pure to tell a white lie and can't sit still.

No ghosts, then all the fierce gods and evil gods I've bumped into before are all!

However, in this world, many ghosts actually find it difficult to face the fact that they are dead.

They subconsciously fantasize that they are still alive, and instinctively do some disturbing and harmful things, and it is precisely because of the obsession in their hearts that they have not dissipated because of death.

There are good and bad obsessions, so there is also a distinction between good ghosts and bad ghosts.

The old woman pondered for a long time, but did not answer my question.

At the moment, I am more like a teacher who patiently waits for the students to give answers.

Finally, she replayed countless pictures before death in her mind, and replied to me nostalgically: "If a person is concerned, it is possible to become a ghost after death, the teacher does not lie to you, this is how I exist." ”

I followed her words and said, "Then what is your obsession?"

The old woman's cloudy eyes revealed uncontrollable sadness: "I...... I can't forgive myself for teaching a Ph.D. in mathematics in my life, why should I produce the best mathematical genius in the whole of Beijing University, even though I have the highest level of teaching and the most seniority?"

I was dumbfounded and dizzy, and there was such a reason!

This kind and respectable teacher is also good at getting into the horns.

Looking at her clothes for many years, like the style in the last century, the tunic is almost the same, I think she has been dead for a long time, but she is still stranded in the yang world.

I tried to enlighten her: "Lao Shi, you are selfless, after you died, you have spent your whole life teaching and educating people, but this is all in the past, since you have gone, why bother wandering alone in the world because of this ethereal obsession?"

People and ghosts have different paths, and she has broken the law of yin and yang, which will be a stain on her career.

The old woman was silent, and it took a long time before she said decadently: "Maybe what you said is right, but, but I'm really unwilling!"

Ghosts are like that.

Once you have a grievance and get into a dead end, it is difficult to turn back.

I didn't want to hurt him, so I changed my words: "Teacher, you should know what I do, right?"

The old woman's vicissitudes of life did not panic, and there were no waves: "You know, you are a mage...... Actually, as soon as you entered this study room at night, I noticed it, and I knew that I couldn't stay here anymore. ”

I slowly pulled out a blank piece of rune paper, and sketched the lines of the Genshan rune on it.

"Because I want to do my last bit to solve the problems of more students, it is enough for me to let one more student open up more tricks, and to help one more student solve painful math problems. ”

Listening to her serious answer, my talisman action froze there.

I couldn't help but feel a trace of respect and admiration in my heart, and I couldn't calm down for a long time.

Seriously, compared to the teachers in the current society who take female students to open rooms and slap male students, she is contributing to education from the bottom of her heart.

Unfortunately, she is dead.

Now I finally understand why this guy didn't let me hurt this teacher.

For such a teacher who is dedicated to his career, who can be ruthless?

It's not my brother's hypocrisy, looking at her kind face, I can't even think of expelling her and hurting her at all.

I can't help but think of my grandmother in the countryside.

The eye sockets are sour and somewhat dry.

After a moment of calm, I slowly collected my emotions and began to whisper the mantra of the afterlife.

Her soul can't stand the toss, and if she stays in the yang world any longer, it is very likely that she will end up in ashes.

"Teacher, I'll send you to reincarnation, okay?"

Subconsciously, I called her an honorific title.

Brother rarely admires people in his life, and she is enough to be regarded as one.

The old woman took a deep look at the snoring baked cakes lying on the table, and the math test papers written one by one under his arm, and finally smiled with relief: "Okay, child." ”

After saying that, her already ethereal ghost body became more transparent little by little, like a balloon, which could burst at any time if she poked it.

Nam no Amitabha Night Dota Gado Night......

Dhakira Amiri Vha......

With the sound of my death spell, I saw the tears in her eyes.

"Teacher, why don't you resist? Maybe, I'll really let you go. ”

"Hehe, child, you've done well enough! Although I'm old, I still know the concept of right and wrong, I should have reincarnated a long time ago, but ...... Hey! Obsession, obsession, I hope I can be free of worries in the next life!

I poured all the lessons I learned last night into this fat boy's mind, and it was my last wish.

Thank you for giving me one more night, I feel it, there is a terrifying power about to explode in the back mountain, like a demonic beast that breaks through the cage, child, I hope you are safe, goodbye!"

The first rays of the morning sun shone at this moment, and the last ghost fire on the old woman's body was extinguished, turning into a wisp of black smoke that gradually faded away, flashing with a brilliant light of the stars, and was blown away by the wind between heaven and earth......