This figure was the soul of Lao Ban. His eyes were dull and he looked around in confusion.
"Teacher, teacher." I called softly.
"Zhang Hui?" He seemed to wake up a little, looked at me and then held his head and said, "What's wrong with me? Why do I feel that what I see now is unreal, like a dream."
Then, he closed his eyes, and about two seconds later he shouted, "Oh my God, what's going on? Why can I still see things when I close my eyes?" Looking down, he was even more shocked. , "I...how did I fly! What's going on?!" He looked at me in panic.
It seems that he doesn't know that he is dead. I'm thinking, should I tell him the truth? What if he can't accept it if I tell him? But if I don't tell him, he will know sooner or later.
But after thinking about it, I think it's better to tell him, because only by letting him understand can we properly send him to reincarnation.
I said, "Teacher, I want to tell you something, but you have to be mentally prepared." His eyes were full of doubts and urgency, and he asked me to speak quickly.
I glanced back at the group of people behind me. They didn't understand what I was doing and were talking to themselves. Everyone except Mr. Mo looked at me like I was crazy.
I organized my thoughts and thought about how to tell him, for fear that he would not be able to accept the facts and cause something to happen.
Seeing that I was hesitant to speak, he urged me and said, "What do you want to say, you should say it quickly!"
After thinking about it for a moment, I asked him to control his emotions no matter what. He nodded and said yes. Then I told him the whole story in a low voice and slowly.
After he finished hearing this, his eyes were full of confusion, and he was floating in the air muttering, "I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead..."
I took the opportunity to ask him now, "Teacher, do you still remember what happened that night?"
When I asked him this, he stopped to think for a moment, covered his head and frowned, saying that he couldn't remember anything now. I told him not to worry and to think slowly.
After a while, he suddenly asked me, "You said, I was scared to death?" I replied, judging from the appearance of his death, he should be.
"I'm scared to death, I'm scared to death..." Suddenly he became very excited, "I remember! I remember!"
"Calm down first and tell me what's going on?"
"That night..." He suddenly seemed to notice something and pointed at my back fiercely, "It's her! It's her!" I looked over, but I didn't expect that he was referring to my mistress who was looking melancholy in the living room.
Suddenly, a purple-black flame flew from nowhere and hit Lao Ban's soul, "Ah!"
"teacher!"
A raging fire burned all over his body, and he was screaming in pain. At this time, Mo Gong ran over, holding a handful of grapefruit leaves in his hand, chanting a spell and patting Lao Ban on his body, trying to extinguish the flames. But no matter No matter how you film it, the fire has no intention of extinguishing it. Instead, it is burning more and more fiercely.
Lao Ban was burned by the flames and screamed repeatedly. Black smoke erupted from his body, and his body became more and more transparent.
This is a sign that I am about to lose my soul, but I have no idea what the flame is, and I have no idea how to extinguish it. I don’t know what to do other than to stand aside in a hurry.
In the end, Lao Ban's soul became more and more empty, and was completely burned by the purple-black flames, and he was completely gone.
Mo Gong bent over and put his hands on his knees and panted, "What a weird fire."
I asked him where the flame flew in from just now, and he pointed to the door and said, "It seems that you and I were the only two people who saw it."
Who is he? Lao Ban is dead and his soul is not spared, I thought. This weird evil fire must be man-made, but who did it?
I looked outside the door. The teachers and classmates didn't understand what Mr. Mo and I had done just now. A group of people looked at us in confusion.
Mo Gong said to them, "Don't be surprised, I am offering salvation for the deceased and asked this young man to help."
After everyone heard this, they looked at me much more normally.
"Liya, I heard something happened here, are you not injured?" It was the man in the white suit today.
As soon as the teacher's wife saw him, she hugged him and cried on his shoulder. The strange thing was that she could shed tears now.
Although her husband had just died and she was crying in the arms of another man, no one thought it was a big deal, because now was the time when she needed comfort and venting, no matter whose arms she was in.
The arm of the middle-aged man bitten by the walking zombie had been bandaged by his aunt. He asked Mr. Me, "Master, my injury shouldn't be a serious problem, right?"
"Don't worry, walking corpses don't have corpse poison." I said softly.
He glared at me fiercely, "Did I ask you? Damn it, if you had taken action earlier, would I still have been injured?"
Yes, I should have owed him millions in my previous life and still haven't paid him back.
After we covered the body again, Mr. Mo agreed that everyone should come in and burn paper money and other things for Lao Ban, but they could not open it to look at the face of the body because it had been burned to a disgraceful state by the spell.
Han Xiya knelt beside the body and cried bitterly, saying that she hoped that Lao Ban could go well and be reincarnated as soon as possible. If she knew that Lao Ban was gone, I don't know how she would feel. Of course, I can't tell others this.
Me and I went outside to look around, wanting to know where the strange fire came from, but we searched the whole building and didn't find any clues. I guessed that Lao Ban was killed. Yes, but who wants to harm him? Moreover, the others are already dead, and the person who harmed him will not even let go of his soul. How much hatred and resentment is this?
I didn't tell Mr. Mo that Lao Ban was killed by someone, because this matter had nothing to do with him at all. His duty was only to preside over the white affairs and perform righteous deeds for the deceased, and he would not care about anything else.
Suddenly I remembered that there is still a problem that has not been solved. When my old class turned into a zombie and caused trouble, many people took photos and videos when I used Taoism. If this is spread, it will definitely have a very bad impact. These things are ordinary people. The less we know, the better. If too many people know about it, it may cause panic in society.
I told Mr. Mo about this problem, and he also had a headache and asked me what to do. I whispered a few words secretly in his ear, and he nodded and said that my plan should be OK.
Then he told the people in the living room that you should not carry mobile phones with you when mourning the deceased. Everyone was confused. The middle-aged teacher said, "I asked, why can't you, sir, carry a mobile phone with you when mourning the deceased?"
"You young people today are too addicted to this thing. Do you know how to be sincere and sincere when mourning the deceased?" He pointed at a few students in the middle of the crowd who were playing with their mobile phones with their heads down.
Then those students immediately put away their mobile phones after being scolded a few times. The middle-aged teacher smiled awkwardly and asked Mr. Mo if he still needed to put away his mobile phone.
Mr. Mo said with a serious expression that he would definitely take it away and asked me which basket to bring over.
In our case, whether it is a white event or a happy event, everyone must follow the instructions of the person who is the host. This is the rule.
Everyone had to obediently hand over their mobile phones. After a while, the basket I was holding was filled with dozens of mobile phones of all kinds.
I called the fat man out and carried the basket full of mobile phones to the stairs to the fifth floor. He asked me what I wanted to do.
"Where is your cell phone? Is there any video?"
"It's weird to record it. I was blocked outside and couldn't see anything. How can I record it?"
"That's fine, hehe." I smiled evilly.
"What are you going to do? Could it be..."
"Destroy the evidence, what else can you do?"
With that said, I picked up a mobile phone and found that it had a pattern to unlock it. However, I had already expected it to be like this. I turned it off first, then when I turned it on, I pressed and held the volume button to enter the debugging interface and chose to flash the phone. , wipe out all the storage inside. Although I may delete other people’s files that may be important, for the sake of social peace and stability, I can only do this.
"Damn it, Huizi, I think you are too cruel, aren't you? Aren't you afraid that they will take advantage of you?"
"For the sake of social peace and stability, I am duty-bound."
"Fuck you, I don't want to do bad things with you, I'm going back." He said and stood up to leave.
I quickly grabbed him and said, "No, I'll treat you to dinner after this incident."
"Hmph! You want to bribe me with just one meal?" he said disdainfully.
"50qb, how about it?"
"No, why do I need QB? I can't eat it."
"I'll give you an inflatable beauty."
"Do you think I'm that kind of person?!"
I don’t want this or that. What can I bribe this guy with? I thought about it and said, “Fat man, don’t you like Teacher Cang? I have 1,000 Chinese subtitles and they are uncensored Teacher Cang’s teaching videos.”
When he heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Really?! Don't lie to me!"
"When have I lied to you? It's up to you." I smiled secretly, this guy was about to be fooled.
"Okay! In order to get Teacher Cang's teaching video, I will do this with you."
I don't even think about it, how could *** have made as many as a thousand movies?
Most of these mobile phones were locked, but with the efforts of two people, the storage of these mobile phones was wiped clean in a short time.
After they mourned the death of their old classmate, they came to me to ask for my cell phone, and they found that someone had flashed the phone. Needless to say, it must have been done by Fatty and I. A group of dozens of people chased us and shouted that they wanted to kill us two. We were beaten by them. The fourth floor chased them all the way to the street. Fortunately, they found a secret alley to hide in. Otherwise, even if they didn't die in the hands of these people tonight, they would be crippled. (To be continued)