Zongling Biography

Chapter 64
The old man's face was gray, his hair was disheveled to the length of his shoulders, sticking together in a mess, and the locks looked very dirty.

The old man looked at Sijiu playfully, Sijiu instantly calmed himself down, quickly got up and dragged Qingyuan to run away pretending nothing happened.

She heard the hoarse, triumphant laugh of the old man behind her.

She left the school in a hurry, Qingyuan was confused by her, she ran for a long time before stopping, gasping for breath.

Qing Yuan patted her on the back to help her breathe, he himself was also panting non-stop, and said intermittently: "What's wrong? What are you running for?"

Sijiu looked at him in surprise, and asked, "Didn't you see it? That old man?"

Qing Yuan replied puzzled: "What old man? Where is the old man?"

Qingyuan's answer happened to confirm Sijiu's doubts in his heart, that old man was not a human, but a ghost.

And when she didn't know how to deal with it, she chose to run away.

After the Piao Piao incident, she really had a shadow in her heart. She didn't want to bump into those faceless things again and torture herself to death.

Sijiu pulled Qingyuan and said, "Let's go! Let's go home! It's too dangerous outside!"

Qing Yuan was confused by her, and followed her back home.

The old man was on her mind all night, and the old lady asked her what was wrong, but she didn't say anything.

She regretted her useless behavior during the day, she was so uncomfortable being possessed by a ghost, and she didn't know what happened to his classmate...

She was frightened by dirty things during the day, and she always kicked her legs when she slept at night, sweating from fright.

She made a private decision in her heart, if she saw that old man again tomorrow, she would never run away easily.

However, God did not give her this chance. The child did not come to school the next day. She consulted the teacher about the child, and the teacher told her regretfully, "After school yesterday, he went to play in the river, unfortunately he fell into the water and drowned. gone."

She suddenly felt a little suffocated. That boy died?
Sijiu sat on the chair in a daze, she didn't hear a word of the day's class, she was in a state of fugue, thinking about these things all the time.

Qing Yuan pushed her down and reminded: "What are you thinking about?"

She whispered back: "Brother Qingyuan, he is dead..."

Qing Yuan nodded, "Didn't you accidentally drown? Don't think too much about it."

Sijiu shook his head and corrected: "It's that old man, it must be him!"

Qingyuan is helpless, he doesn't want Sijiu to think about that, he knows that if she thinks like this, she will definitely blame herself very much.

Sijiu was indeed as he expected, she didn't smile all day long, she was immersed in her own thinking, although the dead child had once rejected her with others, but she hated this feeling of powerlessness.

That was the first time that she had the idea that she must learn how to control spirits, and she also wanted to be a teacher, so that these wronged spirits would not harm innocent lives again.

She dared not tell her grandma about this idea, the old lady strongly opposed her entering this industry, so she could only bury it in her heart.

One day old master Ji took Qingyuan to the Zhuangzi outside to do errands, that day Sijiu went to the school alone, after school she hummed a song and walked home like every day.

However, she walked several laps but returned to the original place. It takes less than 10 minutes on weekdays, and she walked for more than two hours.

She walks this road every day, and she can walk home with her eyes closed. How could she go wrong?
(End of this chapter)