School is eight o'clock, evening self-study.

Because I watched the story on the forum too late yesterday, Yang Jian yawned all day at school the next day and was listless. Whenever he wanted to sleep in class, the old man always appeared in his head inadvertently. He seemed to feel the empty pair of eyes that were staring at him somewhere in a daze.

A shudder was restored.

"I can't sleep again, that photo is really evil."

"Hey, hey, Yang Jian borrowed a piece to talk." A head beside him came over, and there was a tall and thin student.

Yang Jian wondered: "Impotence? Why do you borrow a piece to speak?"

Zhang Wei, nicknamed Impotence. When he was admitted to school, his name was under Yang Jian. The teacher pronounced it wrong and pronounced it Yang Wei, so the nickname of Impotence accompanied him for three years.

This is a sad story.

"Hey, stop quibbling. I see you yawn all day long. You must have done too many shameful things last night." Zhang Wei patted his shoulder and lowered his voice. "What good resources have you got recently? Share it quickly to make your brother happy."

Yang Jian said: "You're so cool. I watched a ghost story on my phone yesterday, so I went to bed very 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 came over and said.

"What kind of supernatural incident?" 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 collectively overnight. The bodies were hung on the anti-theft window, just like drying bacon. It's so scary. I have a photo of it here, but I don't know whether it is true or not."

After saying that, he took out his cell phone and opened the album and found a photo.

The photo was taken in the evening, and the light in the community was not good, so it looked a little blurry, but it could still be distinguished. On the anti-theft window of the community balcony, a personal outline was hung on it, densely hung in a row, and the corpses could be vaguely seen with hideous and terrifying faces, especially the boss with his eyes wide open, full of fear, and I don’t know what he had experienced before he died.

Dozens of corpses look like drying bacon from a distance. What's strange is that the head of the corpse is inside the anti-theft window, but the body is below. In order to prevent the burglar window, it is impossible to accommodate an adult through it.

And his head leaned back, showing a strange posture that was broken.

The closer you look, the more uneasy and fear you feel. Such photos are similar to those of the old man in Yang Jian’s phone, and can motivate people’s emotions.

"Damn it, impotence, where did you get this photo? Why didn't I find it?" said the classmate next to him.

Zhang Wei said proudly: "It was taken by a friend of mine who passed by. Now the place has been blocked. Now you can't take photos. If you want, I'll give it to you. Don't call me impotence again. I recently named it an English name."

"What's the English name?"

"Wardjer Yingbangbon."

"So I also have an English name; Woshishabi, remember, please shout my English name on the road in the future."

Yang Jian said, "It's the same nine-year obligation, why are you so outstanding?"

"Yang Jian, we all went to cram school, you can't learn it." Zhang Wei said proudly.

"When it comes to supernatural events, I have heard many people mention them online recently. They say it looks like they are real, and I'm so scared that I don't dare to look at it. Are these things real or fake? There won't be some places that are really haunted."

A female classmate named Miao Xiaoshan next to her came over and asked.

Yang Jian said: "Most of the stories on the Internet are fake. Unless I see them with my own eyes, I don't believe that there are ghosts in this world. However, some things are better to believe in them than to believe in them. If you really encounter these things, it is better to stay away from them."

"That's right." Miao Xiaoshan nodded.

"Stop talking, quiet."

At this time, Teacher Wang shouted 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' safety prevention knowledge. When I was teaching later, I don't like to hear anyone talking in the lecture and messing up classroom discipline. Now I would like to invite Mr. Zhou Zhengzhou to give us a lecture, and everyone applauded and welcomed us."

Um?

Yang Jian clapped and became confused. Is there still a safe lecture so late?

But when Zhou Zheng, who was about to give a lecture, walked into the classroom, his eyelids jumped.

This man named Zhou Zheng was wearing a gray windbreaker, wrapped his body tightly, and wearing a mask. You should know that this is a hot day, with unknown documents hanging on his chest.

What makes people care about is that this person has a terrible appearance. His face is extremely thin and almost skinny. You can even see the shape and outline of the face. There is a little extra flesh on his face. Because of his extreme thinness, his eyes look very big and covered with bloodshot, and it seems that he hasn't slept for many days.

But his thin face bulged high.

It's like a beer belly full of fat, but people with beer belly shouldn't be so thin.

The abnormality, strange abnormality, makes people feel uneasy.

At this moment, Zhou Zheng was standing on the podium and exuded a dark, haggard and numb all over his body. His whole body was stiff and motionless. His blood-covered eyes turned slightly, like two dull glass beads.

Wherever my eyes passed, all the students felt inexplicably fear.

Yang Jian subconsciously pinched his fists, his whole body tensed up, and did not dare to look at him, and said in his heart: "This feeling is stronger than the feeling when facing that photo..."

"Hello, classmates, my name is Zhou Zheng, I am an Interpol. I'm very happy to be able to stand alive here today to teach you."

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

Standing here to teach alive?

Yang Jian felt a stern, why did this sound strange?

At this moment, Zhou Zheng picked up the chalk and turned around and wrote a sloppy but extremely clear word on the blackboard:

Ghost ~!

"The legend of ghosts has existed since ancient times, and not only in the history of our country, but also in the history of all countries. My historical knowledge is not good, and I can't say anything about ancient events. Let's talk about the major events that have happened in recent decades: the Louvre incident in France, the ghost incident in the villa of the United States, the ghost incident in the parking lot of the island country, the curse of the Egyptian pharaoh... and the incident in our country's sealed village."

Zhou Zheng's voice was still hoarse and harsh. He said slowly: "Someone said that the end of science is theology. This sentence is correct at all. Students, there are some things you have to believe now. In recent years, supernatural events in various countries have shown explosive growth. It is not just a problem of one or two events, but is gradually evolving into a global catastrophe. If this situation is not effectively controlled, the future... maybe the whole world has no future."

Everyone was a little surprised when they heard this.

How did this publicity lecture turn into a ghost story conference?

He even brags until the world is about to perish.

Not only the students, but also Teacher Wang was stunned for a moment.

"I don't want to say more about this, so don't ask me. Please remember what I want to say next. This safety lecture may save your lives in the future."

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

"In the near future, you may encounter situations that you will 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 in extreme fear, don't think about fighting with that thing, because your life is not worth mentioning in front of those things. Killing you that thing is like stepping on a few ants to death. No, it is even easier. Maybe blink your eyes and snap your fingers and you will be finished."

He stared at everyone with blood-covered haggard eyes, saying this sentence seriously, and then turned around and wrote the second sentence on the blackboard.

"The only one who can deal with ghosts is ghosts."

Zhou Zheng said again: "If the ghost cannot be killed, it means that the technological power possessed by various countries will be useless. Taoist talismans, magic spells, bombs, or even nuclear weapons are all useless. If scientists from various countries cannot crack "ghosts" in the future, at present, they can only use ghosts to deal with ghosts. I know you have questions in your mind, and even people think that I am crazy, but it is not important. The important thing is to listen to me and keep these words in your mind. You will be able to use 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 at all?" Zhang Wei whispered beside him.

Yang Jian said: "I don't understand very much, but I always feel a little uneasy after hearing these words."

"Is it possible that the earth has mutated? It's as written in the novel?" Zhang Wei said.

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

Although he had fantasized about the appearance of gods and superpowers, if these things really exist, they would inevitably panic in their hearts. After all, this is a huge threat to ordinary people.

Zhou Zheng continued on the podium: "Since ghosts cannot be killed and have extraordinary abilities, combined with these two situations, we can ask a question: How can ordinary people survive if they are targeted by ghosts? This is the point. I hope you remember them, forever, preferably for a lifetime."

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

"Everything has rules to be found, and ghosts are no exception. According to research data, every ghost has an almost fixed way of killing and acting, just like a computer program. You can only run by pressing the boot button. You can click the mouse to open the software, overcome fear, understand the rules of ghosts, and find flaws. This is the only chance that ordinary people can survive by being targeted by ghosts."

"Remember, if you are caught by a ghost, you have no way to survive except this method. Don't be lucky. The terrifying thing is more than you imagined."
Chapter completed!