Teacher for a day

Chapter 25 Summer Insect and I Wait for the Sunset

Beihua Hospital, on the lawn outside the inpatient department.

Two men, one tall and one short, were smoking, looking at Zhang Jianqi's cell phone that finally stopped in front of him.

"Tell me, this Mr. Chen, will he call for the third time?" The tall man frowned and looked at the mobile phone beside the flower bed.

"No." Da Mo threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it twice.

"?" The tall man frowned, bent down to pick up the cigarette butt that Da Mo threw on the ground.

"Mr. Chen is an adult and will not continue to disturb his 'sick leave' colleagues to rest and recuperate."

The tall man raised his hand, and the cigarette butt fell accurately into the trash can five meters away: "But, what if he becomes suspicious?"

"Then he won't continue to call Teacher Zhang," Da Mo shook his phone, "he will call me directly."

Come on, you are in the atmosphere this time... The old-fashioned tall man glanced at him sideways: "So, are you fishing again?"

"No, no..." Da Mo waved his hands repeatedly.

"I also said, why don't you just ask the logistics staff to arrange a car accident scene for Zhang Jianqi." The tall man frowned and shook his head, "So, you are still waiting for Teacher Chen? You have a bad stomach."

"No, no, boss, you really misunderstood me this time. I definitely didn't fish on purpose. I told you at the beginning, I don't doubt that ideological and political teacher very much."

"Then you still do it?" the tall man asked.

"Uh, sometimes, it's just... fishing, you know, fishing...cough, it becomes a habit." Da Mo said helplessly, "We work on the front line, it's hard!"

"..." The tall man didn't quite understand the connection between the two.

"..." Da Mo looked serious.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, the tall man still accepted his complaint and said, "I'll apply for a subsidy for you when I go back this time."

"Okay." Da Mo looked delighted... No, a subsidy came out of fishing.

"However, for this evening's work, you must keep your spirits up throughout the whole process. There must be no accidents!" The tall man emphasized.

……

At noon, after eating sweets, Chen Changyan slept on the table to recharge his batteries.

Refining "Spirit Conquering Ghosts" requires a lot of energy, and the slightest distraction may cause the consciousness to be invaded.

In light cases, it will cause coma, and in severe cases, it will cause damage to consciousness.

Most monks in their world, no matter what they are refining, they usually find a container first.

For example, if a drop of strange blood is refined into the long sword, the long sword is the container, and a ball of ghost fire is refined into the banner staff, the banner staff is the container...

Taozi's Crying Soul Umbrella is also a kind of container, but her container is a bit high-end, and it is a horse lover in the container.

It's not that Chen Changyan doesn't want to find a container, cups, plates, etc... the toilet will do.With a container, refining is relatively safe, but he can't do this.

Because, if he refines the vampire into any container, he will have no way to bring it back to his own world.

If he couldn't bring back the vampire, how would he find the disciple of the Blood Demon Sect?
Therefore, his only choice is to refine it into a "spiritual ghost" - after this kind of ghost is refined, it will be directly collected into his own consciousness.

Now in his consciousness, there is a ghost squatting, a book floating, one is extremely powerful, the other is righteous, and he is not afraid of the backlash of ordinary ghosts.

I just hope that the situation of this "vampire" he has never been refined is not too special.

After the two classes in the afternoon, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

The sun was still high in the sky.

Chen Changyan calmed down and lowered his head to correct the homework.

It wasn't until a quarter past five that he picked up his backpack and left the office.

"Wait a minute, Teacher Chen," a young female teacher ran over, "If you are free, can you go and see Teacher Zhang? By the way, help me bring this plate of fruit to him?"

"Sorry, I don't really remember where his home is." Chen Changyan smiled at her. He vaguely remembered that this female teacher was the head teacher of Class [-], and she had been playing with Zhang Jianqi. Maybe she had some other intentions. ?

"Uh, that's it..." The female teacher had to take back the fruit in her hand, "I'm still quite worried."

Chen Changyan looked at the plate of fruit in her hand...

The female teacher was stunned for a moment, then laughed and stuffed all the fruit into his hand: "Okay. Really, I'll eat it for you."

"Eh?" Chen Changyan was also taken aback, wondering why the other party had such a misunderstanding...but he didn't refuse.

He will help Zhang Jianqi eat a plate of fruit.

Anyway, he supplemented nutrition, and he could better maintain the relic of Mr. Zhang in his spiritual consciousness - the book of Qingnian.

……

Bo Xue Middle School is not a boarding school.

Around 05:30 in the afternoon, students in blue uniforms left the campus in twos and threes...not going home, of course.

Instead, before the evening self-study, I went out to let the wind go, and bought something for dinner by the way.

"Have you heard that time travelers have appeared around us?" Several students were chatting at the scone stand next to the milk tea shop.

"You mean what Zhou Lan and the others said in the mornings, right? They live in the community next to the school... It seems that these two days have been a little uneventful."

"Isn't it just a woman who jumped off a building and died? How could the traverser be involved?"

"It is said to be a relationship dispute, but I always feel that it is not that simple."

"Okay, don't think about it, if you don't do well in the final exam... Maybe we will be the ones who time-traveled. And it's the kind of time-travel that was beaten to death by mixed doubles."

"Pfft ha ha ha, this way of dressing is too embarrassing, I refuse."

Chen Changyan listened quietly to the students' joking and fighting, packed the milk tea and went back.

Recently, there have been more and more news about the traversers.

There are discussions in school almost every day.

At noon today, a piece of news about the time traveler in a neighboring city has not been withdrawn for more than half an hour, causing a wave of repercussions.

Of course, most of the things that students pay attention to are fake.

When he got home, he happened to meet Xiao Mo who had packed her clean clothes and was about to go to work.

"It's a coincidence." He handed the milk tea bag to Xiao Mo.

"Why don't you say, I'm going to be late waiting for your cup of milk tea?" Xiao Mo grabbed the milk tea and took a look.

"Remember to ask me about the contraindications of the antihypertensive drug." Chen Changyan reminded.

"Don't worry." Xiao Mo went to work happily.

Chen Changyan took a shower, and instead of continuing to work, he threw himself on the bed and fell asleep.

He'd checked the hospital's transit time...after the evening rush hour on the street.

That is, from about 07:30 to eight o'clock.

It is not yet six o'clock, and the sun has not yet set.

He was approaching the last six hours of the day.

Continue to recharge your batteries.

Tonight will be his first shot in this world.

The windows were not closed.

The air is still hot and dry, and in the evening, there are bursts of cicadas singing.

As the sun gradually set, a trace of cool wind slowly blew in and landed on his tightly closed eyelids...

From the eyelids, to the whole face, to the whole body, it is very relaxed and calm.

Ghost cultivators have been different from other cultivators since they were young, taking a path of both danger and opportunity.

This road is not as handsome as his face, on the contrary, it is very ugly.

There is no essential difference between refining the deceased strong man and using it for oneself, and vultures eating carrion on the grassland.

But even the average gambler knows that risks come with rewards.

Tonight's profit, for sure, is the only one, that vampire.

At the same time, the risks are unknown.

Drop drop drop.

When the alarm clock rings at seven o'clock at night...

Chen Changyan bounced off the bed like a vulture pouncing.

He changed into gray and black clothes and put on a mask.

Go out.

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