According to Zhang Hao, it is lunch break time. Before we came back, the blackboard was suddenly covered with a layer of black mist. As the black mist surged, we could vaguely see a bus inside. After a while, we emerged from the black mist.
Walked out.
When we got off the bus, the students in the class were stunned for a few seconds, and then immediately gathered around us.
Gao Zhan asked in shock: "Are you three alone?"
Hearing this, I nodded sadly.
At first, the students just made some guesses, but when they heard my affirmative answer, their faces still showed expressions of disbelief and sadness.
Four classmates who had been together day and night for three years died in three days. This feeling is indescribable.
However, the deceased has passed away, we still have to look forward, and those who are still alive still have to work hard to live.
Liang Yu came over, looked at me seriously, and said: "Ye Yan, please be sure to tell us the complete process of this assignment. This is very important to the entire class."
I nodded and said, "That's for sure."
I looked up at the watch and saw that it was only half past twelve, so I asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"
"I won't eat it." "It's nothing. Let's talk about it." "How can a life be important if you have lunch?"
Answers came one after another.
"Okay." I looked at everyone and said, "But before that, can any of you give me a few bottles of water? We haven't had water for a long time, and Zhang Xinyu also has a high fever."
"I have water here." Zhang Hao took out a bottle of water from the desk, with more than half of the bottle left in it.
"You've already drank this. I also have some unopened ones here."
"Zhang Xinyu has a fever? Who has medicine?"
"What a coincidence, I actually have fever-reducing medicine!"
"Zhang Xinyu, are you cold? How about I take off my coat and give it to you?"
The students talked all over each other, and finally there were piles of unopened water, piles of coats, and antipyretics in front of us.
Seeing the enthusiasm of my classmates, I felt a little warm in my heart, although it was a little too warm.
Zhang Xinyu took antipyretics and replenished fluids, and his complexion improved significantly.
I picked up a bottle of unopened pure water and took a few sips. Seeing this, Zhang Hao said quietly: "Ye Yan, I don't even dislike you, but you actually dislike me."
I smiled, faced everyone, and told everyone my experiences over the past few days seriously.
I started with the ghost bus, where all the passengers on the bus were ghosts, and they would pull us off the bus, as well as the mysterious black fog door.
Later I also talked about the ghost master mentioned by the middle-aged driver.
Anyway, I tried my best to tell you all the important details that I could remember.
So the whole Class 7 of junior high school was like this. I talked endlessly about my experiences in the past few days in front of me. Zhang Xinyu and Xu Xue timely supplemented what I had missed. The students below listened with interest, and some even listened seriously.
Take notes.
Then when I introduced strange plants such as umbrella trees and giant morning glories, the students were amazed.
Then I told about the deaths of Li Qing, Chen Ming, and Guo Mengqi, as well as the piranhas and giant ants I encountered.
Among them, I skipped over Chen Ming’s disrespect for Li Qing’s body. Chen Ming was a classmate I had been with for three years, not to mention that he was already dead. I wanted to leave a final message for Chen Ming who was already dead.
dignity.
The classmates were all fascinated, and only my voice echoed in the whole classroom.
Liang Yu frowned since I mentioned that we came to the woods, and it wasn't until I mentioned that we found the skeleton that his brows relaxed.
When I finally explained the whole story clearly and pointed out that Cui Shiyu who was with us was the ghost queen, the classroom was completely silent.
After being quiet for half a minute, Liang Yu broke the silence.
"I am saddened by the deaths of Cui Shiyu, Li Qing, Chen Ming, and Guo Mengqi, but the deceased have passed away, and we still have to look forward." Liang Yu said: "We might as well use the afternoon to complete the incident.
After summarizing, we can also prepare for the next weekend homework."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
"And..." Liang Yu paused mid-sentence, and then looked at my backpack silently.
The classmates below also looked at the backpacks of the three of us with burning eyes.
From the group messages, they have learned that each of us has a ghost-fighting stick, and I also made it clear in my statement just now that the ghost-fighting stick is indeed effective against ghosts, so it is impossible not to be tempted.
I smiled at everyone.
In fact, Zhang Xinyu, Xu Xue and I discussed the ownership of the ghost sticks on the bus, and finally we reached a consensus that we would keep our own ghost sticks and the remaining three would be the public property of the class.
So I told everyone our idea, that is, we keep our own ghost-fighting sticks. The three extra ghost-fighting sticks can be used as public property of the class. Anyone who needs them can borrow them, but they must return them, because the ghost-fighting sticks are not
It is personal, but belongs to the entire class.
Chen Minghao said dissatisfiedly: "Why do the ghost-fighting sticks in your hands belong to you and not to the entire class? I think it is better to donate your ghost-fighting sticks to everyone else."
Zhang Xinyu seemed to have never seen such a shameless person, and sneered: "You are really shameless. Don't forget who worked hard to bring it back. If it weren't for us, you wouldn't even have a ghost-killing stick, and you would still be greedy."
Chen Minghao's face turned blue and white when he was told this, and he taunted: "Don't be complacent just because you are lucky enough to survive, maybe next time you will die!"
"X, damn you, you bitch, you need some virtue..." Zhang Xinyu cursed angrily.
"Okay, stop arguing." The strong Wang Qiang stopped between the two and persuaded them: "I think three ghost-fighting sticks are enough, that's enough."
"Humph." Chen Minghao snorted coldly.
"Okay, in that case, let me keep these ghost-killing sticks for everyone, and we can use them when necessary." Liang Yu smiled, obviously very satisfied with the result.
"You?" Zhang Xinyu said suspiciously: "Are you reliable? You don't want to monopolize it, right?"
"No." Liang Yu's face straightened and he said seriously: "This is the common property of the class. I will not take it for myself, nor do I dare to take it for myself. No matter what, I will not be an enemy of the whole class."
"But..." Liang Yu wanted to say something more, I patted him on the shoulder and said: "No matter what, this ghost-beating stick has to be handed over to someone for safekeeping, so why not just give it to Liang Yu, he is a member of the team."
You should not do such an immoral thing."
"Okay." Zhang Xinyu shrugged and said.
"Okay, let's all go have dinner." I smiled and said, "If you have any questions, you can ask me."
The classmates dispersed soon. Although I was also hungry, I had to go see Ye Yuyou now. I don’t know how she has been doing in the past few days since I was away.
When I was about to go out, I saw that Lin Wei hadn't left yet, so I walked over and asked curiously: "Lin Wei, aren't you going to eat at noon?"
"I won't eat anymore." Lin Wei smiled at me.
I saw that she seemed to be writing something seriously. When I looked closer, I saw that she was taking notes, and the content was the experience I just described.
Seeing that I was so close, Lin Wei's face suddenly turned crimson. She picked up a piece of paper in a panic, then raised her head and looked at me, and whispered: "Ye Yan... look at the umbrella tree you are talking about.
Does he look like this?"
"Yes, yes, exactly the same." I looked carefully and saw a big umbrella-shaped tree with heart-shaped fruits on the edge of the umbrella. Isn't this the original umbrella tree? The painting is lifelike. If painted with color, it would almost look like a tree.
Exactly the same.
I praised: "Lin Wei, you are simply a genius in painting."
"No way." Lin Wei said embarrassedly: "You described it well."
"Ye Yan, look at this." Lin Wei took out another piece of paper and said, "Does that morning glory look like this?"
I took it over and took a look. There was a huge morning glory on it. The painting did look like it, but it was still a little different from the real big morning glory, because although the huge morning glory looked like a morning glory, it actually had long roots.
It looked like the trunk of a big tree, but it’s not Lin Wei’s fault. What I described at the time was that “the huge morning glory swallowed Chen Ming in one gulp.” My description was inaccurate.
So I shamefully said to Lin Wei: "I didn't expect you to draw so seriously. It's my fault because I didn't describe it well. In fact, the roots of the morning glory look like the trunk of a big tree."
Lin Wei waved her hands in panic and said: "It's okay, I'm drawing a picture."
"Well, you draw, I'll go out for a while." I smiled and said, "If you have any questions, ask me when I come back." With that, I walked out of the classroom.