Mysterious Recovery

　　At eight o'clock in school, self-study in the evening.

Because it was too late to read the story on the forum yesterday, Yang Jian yawned all day at school the next day and was listless. Whenever he wanted to go to sleep in class, he always inadvertently popped up the picture of the old man in his head, confused. In between, I seemed to feel that pair of holes again, staring at me somewhere with stunned eyes in silence.

　　 An excited spirit regained his spirit.

　　 "I can't sleep again, the picture is really evil."

　　 "Hey, hey, Yang Jian borrowed one to talk." A head next to him came over, a tall and thin student.

　　 Yang Jian wondered: "Impotence? Why borrow one to talk."

　　 Zhang Wei, nicknamed impotence, used to say his name under Yang Jian when he was enrolled in school. The teacher pronounced it wrong and pronounced it as Yang Wei, so the impotence nickname accompanied him for three years.

This is a sad story.

"Hey, don't quibble, I see you have been yawning all day, you must have done too much shy things last night." Zhang Wei patted his shoulder and said in a low voice; "What good resources have been obtained recently , Hurry up and share it, so that my brothers are also refreshing."

　　 Yang Jian said: "You are so cool, I read a ghost story on my phone yesterday, so I went to bed late."

　　 "Ghost story? Speaking of ghost stories, impotence, Yang Jian, do you know the supernatural incident that happened in a community in the city a while ago?" A classmate next to him approached.

　　 "What supernatural event?" Yang Jian asked; "Why haven't I heard of it."

Zhang Wei said: "I also know this. It is said that more than 20 people in a community hanged themselves overnight. The bodies were hung on the anti-theft window, like bacon. It's really scary. I have a photo from there. , But I don’t know if it is true or not."

After 　　 finished speaking, he took out his phone to open the album and found a photo.

The photo was taken in the evening, and the community’s light was not good, so it looked a little blurry, but it can still be distinguished. On the security window of the community’s balcony, a silhouette of a human figure is hung on it, densely hung in a row, and you can vaguely see it. The faces of the corpses were hideous and terrifying, especially the boss with the eyes of the corpse full of fear, and he didn't know what he had experienced before he died.

Dozens of corpses look like bacon from a distance. What's more strange is that the head of the corpse is inside the security window, but the body is underneath. In order to prevent the gap of the window, there is no room for an adult. Go through.

　　 and his head was tilted back, showing a weird posture of being broken.

　　The more I look at it, the more I feel uneasy and fearful. This kind of photo is similar to the photo of the old man in the long-shirt in Yang Jian's phone, and can arouse people's emotions.

　　 "Fuck, impotence, where did this picture of you come from, why didn't I find it." The student next to him said.

Zhang Wei triumphantly said: "A friend of mine passed by and took the photo. Now it has been blocked, and now I can’t shoot it. If you want, call me Dad and I’ll give it to you. Don’t call me impotence anymore. I recently took an English name."

　　 "What is the English name?"

　　 "Wudgyil British State."

　　 "So I also have an English name; Wo Shishabi, remember, please call my English name loudly on the road in the future."

　　 Yang Jiandao; "It is also a nine-year obligation, why are you so good?"

　　 "Yang Jian, we are all in cram school, you can't learn it." Zhang Wei said triumphantly.

"Speaking of supernatural incidents, I have also heard many people mention them on the Internet recently. They say they seem to be true. I dare not look at them if they are a little scared. Are you saying these things are true or fake? The place is really haunted."

　　 A female classmate named Miao Xiaoshan leaned over and asked.

Yang Jiandao: “Most of the stories on the Internet are fake. Unless I see it with my own eyes, I don’t believe that there are ghosts in this world. One point is better."

　　 "That's what I said." Miao Xiaoshan nodded.

　　 "Stop talking, be quiet."

At this time, Mr. Wang drank and walked into the classroom; “The school temporarily notified that today’s evening self-study was changed to a publicity class, mainly to promote students’ knowledge of safety and precautions. I don’t like to hear anyone in the lecture later. Speaking in the lecture, disrupting classroom discipline, I would like to invite Mr. Zhou Zhengzhou to give a lecture for us. Everyone applauds and welcomes."

Um?

　　 Yang Jian clapped and wondered, there are safe lectures at this late hour?

　　 But when the lecturer Zhou Zheng walked into the classroom, his eyelids jumped.

　　 This man named Zhou Zheng wore a gray windbreaker, wrapped his body tightly, and he also wore a mask. You know, it’s a hot day, and there is an unknown certificate hanging on his chest.

What makes people care about is that this man looks terrible. His face is extremely thin, almost skinny. You can even see the shape and outline of the face, and there is a little extra flesh on his face. It is because of his extremely thinness. A pair of eyes looked big, bloodshot inside, and it seemed that they hadn't slept for many days.

　　 But the thin face and belly are bulging.

　　 is like a beer belly full of fat, but people with beer belly shouldn’t be so thin.

　　 Abnormal, weird anomaly, makes people feel uneasy.

　　 At the moment, Zhou Zheng was standing on the podium, exuding a dark, haggard, numb breath, his whole body stiffened, and his bloodshot eyes turned slightly, like two dull glass beads.

　　 Wherever their gazes passed, all the students felt a burst of inexplicable fear.

　　 Yang Jian subconsciously squeezed his fist, his whole body tensed up, he dared not look at him, and said in his heart: "This feeling is stronger than when facing that photo..."

　　 "Hello classmates, my name is Zhou Zheng, and I am an Interpol. I am very happy to stand here alive and give you a lecture today."

　　 Zhou Zheng finally spoke. His voice was dry, hoarse, and harsh, as if glass was scratching across the ground. Combined with the extremely thin face, it made people feel creepy.

　　 Standing here alive and giving lectures?

　　 Yang Jian's heart shuddered, how could this sound weird.

　　 Zhou Zheng took the chalk again and turned around and wrote a scribbled but very clear big word on the blackboard:

　　 Ghost~!

"The legend of ghosts and monsters has existed since ancient times, and not only in the history of the country, but also in the histories of various countries. My historical knowledge is not good. I can't tell the ancient things, just say that it happened in recent decades. Major events in China: the Louvre incident in France, the ghost incident in the American villa, the ghost in the parking lot of the island country, the curse incident of the Egyptian pharaoh... and the closing of the village in our country."

Zhou Zheng’s voice was still hoarse and harsh, and he said unhurriedly: “Someone said that the end of science is theology. This sentence is not wrong at all. There are things you have to believe now, students. The explosive growth is no longer just a matter of one or two events, but is gradually evolving into a global catastrophe. If this situation is not effectively controlled, the future...maybe the entire world does not The future."

　　 Everyone felt a little surprised when they heard this.

　　 How did this publicity lecture become a ghost story convention?

　　 also brags that the world is going to perish.

　　 Not only students, but Teacher Wang was also taken aback.

　　 "It's not convenient for me to talk more about this aspect. Don't ask. What I want to say next, please keep in mind all the students. This safety seminar may save your lives in the future."

　　 Zhou Zheng did not continue speaking, but turned around and wrote another sentence on the blackboard: Ghosts cannot be killed.

"In the near future you may encounter situations that you never want to encounter, such as... hitting ghosts. Although it is a bit of a blow to people, please remember this sentence. Ghosts cannot be killed, so Even if you are in extreme fear, don’t think about fighting with that thing, because your life is not worth mentioning in front of those things. That thing killing you is like trampling on a few ants. No, it’s even easier, maybe Blink your eyes, snap your fingers, and you're done."

　　 He stared at everyone with haggard and bloodshot eyes, and said this sentence seriously, then turned around and wrote the second sentence on the blackboard.

　　 "Only ghosts can deal with ghosts."

Zhou Zheng said again: "If the ghost can't be killed, it means that the scientific and technological power possessed by various countries will be useless. No matter whether Taoism, spells, bombs, or even nuclear weapons, they will all be useless. Scientists from various countries cannot decipher the "ghost". For now, there is only one way to deal with ghosts. I know you have doubts in your mind. Some people even think that I am insane, but it is not important. , The important thing is to listen to me and keep these words in your mind. You will need them in the future."

　　 "Of course, I hope you will never use it."

　　 "Yang Jian, what is this person talking about, why can't I understand it at all?" Zhang Wei whispered from the side.

　　 Yang Jian said: "I don't understand either, but I always feel a little uneasy after listening to these words."

　　 "Could it be that the earth has mutated? Like the novel?" Zhang Wei said.

　　 "It shouldn't be..." Yang Jian hesitated.

　　 Although he also imagined the presence of gods and superpowers, if these things really exist, he will inevitably panic in his heart. After all, this is a huge threat to ordinary people.

The podium continued last week: "Since ghosts can't be killed and they have extraordinary abilities, combining these two situations can raise a question, if ordinary people are targeted by ghosts, how can they survive? This is the key point. I hope you will keep it in mind forever, preferably for a lifetime."

　　 After speaking, he turned around and wrote the third sentence: Insight into the laws of ghosts.

"Everything has a pattern to find, and ghosts are no exception. According to research data, every ghost has an almost fixed way of killing and action, just like a computer program. You can only press the power button. Run, you can open the software with a click of the mouse, overcome fear, perceive the laws of ghosts, and find flaws. This is the only chance that ordinary people can survive when they are targeted by ghosts."

　　 "Remember, if you are found by a ghost, you have no other way to survive except this. Don't take a chance. The horror of the thing is beyond your imagination."

　　 He repeated another sentence solemnly.