When I got home, my mother saw me coming back and said, "School is about to start tomorrow. Where did you go last night and you haven't come back until now."
School starts?! Only then did I remember that school will start tomorrow, and this summer vacation will be over. I have a phobia of school, and I will get inexplicably panicked every time the vacation is about to end.
This summer vacation has been such a waste. If my mother hadn't reminded me, I probably wouldn't have even known that school had started when my classmates graduated.
After dinner, I hurried to my room, packed my clothes, sheets and other things and packed them into my suitcase, because I was afraid that I would suddenly switch from the carefree life at home during the holidays to a life in school where freedom is restricted and study pressure is high.
I'm not used to it, so I tossed and turned in bed for a long time before I fell asleep.
The next day, my parents sent me to the car. I was studying in an ordinary high school in the county. It took an hour to get to the county town by car from Changfeng Town. In addition, the school had half a day of worship every week, so in addition to
Outside of statutory holidays, I only go home once a month at most, and sometimes only once every two months. It’s not that I don’t want to go home, I don’t have enough time. School ends at 12 noon every Sunday and I have to go back to school at 6:30 pm
It takes 4 hours to go back and forth in the car during class. I still have some extra time, so I might as well ask a few classmates to sit in an Internet cafe for five consecutive times.
The car finally arrived at the county town. After I got off the bus, I took a taxi and told the driver where I was going. When I got into the taxi, I put on my seat belt for safety. The driver said, "What are you doing? What are you doing?"
I was a little confused and said that I didn't do anything. He said that I put on the seat belt because I questioned his skills.
Then, I finally understood what it means to be an experienced driver. The car was driving on the highway, and I saw that the speed was getting faster and faster. All the surrounding trees were swept away, and there were dense beads of sweat on the taxi driver's forehead, but he
I gritted my teeth and continued to speed up. Oh no! There was a sharp turn ahead and there was a traffic jam. If we went at this speed, we would probably hit him. My adrenaline was already at its limit. He took advantage of the sharp turn and
Depress the clutch fully, then turn the steering wheel sharply to the left, passing the five cars in front of you that are blocking the way forward by a hair's breadth, and then directly run over the car blocking the way out.
The car drove to the school gate, and after I paid, the driver gave me his business card and said that if I call him next time for a taxi, he would give me a 20% discount. If I go, I won't risk my own life.
Just kidding, I dragged my suitcase and walked towards the school gate step by step. I had too much adrenaline just now, and now my legs are still weak.
When I entered the school gate, I saw many familiar and unfamiliar faces one after another. I walked on the playground and planned to go to the dormitory first.
"Brother Hui!"
I looked back and saw a fat man about 1.7 meters tall, "Zhang Ming."
He is one of my best buddies. Even though he is fat and bulky, he can run faster than anyone else. Because his studies are just like mine, a scumbag. Usually our class teacher treats him like a scumbag.
He is indifferent, but every school sports meeting will treat him like a boss. If he doesn't hand in his homework, is late for class, or sleeps, the class teacher will not cause trouble for him. There is only one reason. No matter whether it is a kilometer in the school sports meeting
He can take first place in the school in running or sprinting 100 meters, bringing glory to the class.
I once asked him, how can you run so fast when you are so fat? He told me the reason that made me speechless. He had been very fat when he was a child. Later, his family moved house and he had to go to school every day.
He was passing through an alley, and there was an unattended mad dog in that alley. Once when he was going to school, the mad dog chased him as soon as it saw him. He couldn't outrun the mad dog and was bitten. Later, he went to and from school every time.
Every time he passed that alley, he had to be accompanied by an adult. But one time, for some reason, his parents didn't come to pick him up when he came home from school. Finally, he mustered up the courage to walk into the alley alone again. Just as he feared, the mad dog met him.
There is only one person he can bully, and he chases him.
After being bitten by a dog last time, he became afraid. This time he ran faster. The mad dog kept chasing him, but it couldn't touch a hair on his head.
Later, he passed through the alley alone several times, and eventually he was able to outrun the mad dog. After several experiences, his inner fear gradually disappeared, and he began to pass through the mad dog alley alone without the company of an adult.
This lasted for three years, and scenes of dogs chasing people but never catching up were staged in the alley several times every day. One day during the physical education exam, he discovered that he was running very fast, and even the physical education teacher at the time was stunned.
When he went home, he met the mad dog again. He felt that he was being chased by a dog every day, so he rushed up to chase the mad dog. The mad dog was frightened and ran away quickly, but the man who was chased and bitten by it at first
The man had far surpassed it today. In the end, he couldn't outrun Zhang Ming and was beaten to death with a stick and eaten as dog meat.
Zhang Ming and I walked back to the dormitory. He asked me how my summer vacation was. I smiled and said, you almost lost sight of me twice. Do you believe it? He replied, "Then why don't you die?"
, it would be better if you died, then no one will rob Han Xiya from me." I kicked him, "You are the only one who still wants to rob me?"
Han Xiya is the recognized beauty of our class and someone I have always admired. However, she always treats me indifferently. At first, I thought she was aloof, until one day I discovered her attitude towards other suitors.
, compared with his attitude towards me, it's a huge difference. This is obviously just being cold to me alone. Although I'm not handsome, I'm not ugly either. I'm just plain-looking, so it's not like that.
Just ignore me. Well, I'm just a bitch. As long as I like a girl, no matter what kind of stalker I encounter, it doesn't matter what she does. If you don't like me, it's your business. If I like you, it's me.
thing.
Fatty Zhang and I arrived at the dormitory. There was no one inside. Everyone should have gone out to get some sleep. After making the bed in the dormitory, it was time to go to the class teacher to register.
At the office door, I knocked.
"Come in."
The fat man and I walked in. The old classmate was a man with a scumbag beard and a bad temper. If he was not careful at all, he would be dragged to the office and scolded. He especially liked to use expulsion and not issuing diplomas.
Threatening me and Fatty.
He was working on documents on the computer. He looked up and saw the two of us. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You two are still here to study."
I replied with a smile, "Yes." He threw the registration form from the desk, and Fatty and I filled it out separately. I looked at Lao Ban, and then I noticed that there was a trace of black air on his forehead.
I don’t know why, but after the incident with Sheng Xuzi, I used to have the underworld automatically open when my body was weak and the yin was strong and the yang was declining. But now, no matter whether the yin and yang in my body are balanced or not, the underworld often opens inexplicably on its own.
When I asked the master, he said he didn't know either.
It is not a good thing for black energy to accumulate on the forehead. It means that this person has not been in good fortune recently and is in bad luck. Generally, black energy gathering on the forehead is caused by something unclean. If the black energy is dense to a certain extent, if there is no
If a solution is found, this person will be dead.
I see that the black air on Lao Ban’s forehead is not so dense that it’s deadly, but it’s almost there. I don’t know if he is entangled by something. Although I don’t like this old man at all, he is still my teacher after all.
If you can, do it.
I asked him, "Teacher, how are you doing recently? If you feel uncomfortable, you'd better go see a doctor."
He rubbed his head and said, "It's okay, what? Do you know how to care about the teacher's health?"
The fat man said, "Teacher, Zhang Hui is trying to get close to you. I'm afraid you won't give him a diploma in the future."
I secretly kicked the fat man, glared at him fiercely, and continued to ask my old classmate, "Teacher, have you been dizzy, had back pain, or had hallucinations recently?"
He said yes, and asked me how I knew it. I pretended that I had learned some knowledge about traditional Chinese medicine from an old Chinese medicine practitioner during my vacation. I could tell people’s illnesses by looking at their faces, and I could also feel their pulse. After I finished speaking, the fat man let out a puff.
I wanted to laugh, but I didn't dare to laugh, so I held back my laughter.
Lao Ban looked at me doubtfully, "Have you really studied Chinese medicine?"
"Really, teacher, you have a disease that needs treatment." I said.
The fat man smiled and said, "Teacher, I can prove that Zhang Hui has indeed studied Chinese medicine. If he says you are sick, you are really sick."
This guy thought I was playing tricks on the teacher.
The old classmate looked at me in disbelief, "Hey, I didn't expect Zhang Hui to have studied traditional Chinese medicine. Recently, as you said, I couldn't eat well even when I went to the hospital to buy medicine. You actually studied traditional Chinese medicine, so today
Check your pulse." He said with a smile, stretched out his right hand and rolled up his sleeve to his arm."
I secretly took a talisman and hid it between my fingers, and then pretended to be like someone checking his pulse. As soon as my fingers touched his arm, the talisman hidden between my fingers suddenly became hot, and I was so frightened that I quickly took it back.
He asked me what was wrong, and I pretended that his pulse was very messy and that he needed to take some Chinese medicine to get better. Besides, I didn’t have the medicine yet and had to go out to buy it.
My guess was indeed correct. He was indeed possessed by something unclean. The talisman I hid in my hand could sense the breath of evil spirits. Lao Ban could not be an evil spirit. The only explanation was that he was possessed by evil spirits.
He was possessed by a spirit and had the breath of evil spirits on his body.
Although I don't like to cause any trouble. But the concentration of the black energy on his forehead shows that the evil spirit that is entangled with him is not simple. It is at least a serious ghost. If so, something will happen to him in a few days. I
I can obviously save him, but I just watch helplessly as something happens to him. To be honest, I can't do it. (To be continued)