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. It seemed to feel that pair of emptiness again, staring at him somewhere with silent and shocked eyes.

　　 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.

　　His name is Zhang Wei, a classmate of Yang Jian.

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

　　 "Hey, stop quibbling, I see you have been yawning all day, you must have done too much shame last night."

　　 Zhang Wei patted him on the shoulder and said in a low voice; "What good resources have you gotten recently? Hurry up and share it, so that my brothers will feel refreshed."

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

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

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

Zhang Wei said: "I also know this. It is said that a few people in a community hanged themselves overnight. The bodies were hung on the security window, like bacon, which is really scary. I still have a photo from there, but I don’t know if it’s true or not."

　　 After speaking, he took out his 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 fuzzy, but it can still be distinguished. On the anti-theft window of the balcony of the community, a silhouette of a human 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 eyes of the corpse were open, and the boss was full of fear, not knowing what he had experienced before he died.

The corpses looked 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, so that there is no room for an adult to wear through the gap of the security window. past.

　　 and his head is 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, where did you get this picture? 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’s blocked, and now I’m not allowed to take the photo. If you want to call Dad, I’ll give it to you, and don’t call me impotence anymore. I recently took an English name."

　　 "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 all went to 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. However, there are some things that I would rather believe that they are not. 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 class, disrupting classroom discipline, I will invite Mr. Zhou Zhengzhou to give us a lecture. Everyone applauds and welcomes."

Ok?

　　 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 also wore a mask. You know, it’s a hot day. I don’t know what it is hanging on his chest, but what makes people care about is this. The appearance of the person is terrible. His face is extremely thin, almost skinny. You can even see the shape and outline of the face. There is no extra flesh on the face. Because of the extremely thinness, his eyes look very big. , Bloodshot inside, seems to have not 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 abnormality, makes people feel uneasy.

　　 At this moment, Zhou 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 the feeling when facing that photo..."

　　 "Hello classmates, my name is Zhou Zheng and I am the person in charge of Dachang City. 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. Coupled 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, and ancient things cannot be said. You probably understand what I mean. Up."

Zhou Zheng’s voice was still hoarse and harsh, and he said unhurriedly, “But now you have to believe some things. It gradually evolved into a global catastrophe. If this situation is not effectively controlled, the future...maybe the entire world has no 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, so don't ask. What I want to say next, please keep your students in mind. This safety seminar may save your lives in the future."

　　 Zhou Zheng did not continue speaking, but turned around and wrote a 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 all done."

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

　　 "Only ghosts can deal with ghosts."

Zhou Zheng said again: "If ghosts cannot be killed, it means that the scientific and technological power possessed by various countries will be useless. Bombs, or even nuclear weapons, are all useless. If in the future scientists from various countries cannot crack the "ghost", For now, there is only one way to deal with ghosts with ghosts. I know that you have doubts in your mind. Some people even think whether I am neurotic or not, 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 aside.

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

　　 "Could it be that the earth has mutated? As written in the novel?" Zhang Wei said.

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

　　 Although he also imagined the appearance of gods and the existence of superpowers, if these things really exist, they 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, then 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 for ordinary people to survive being targeted by ghosts."

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

　　 He repeated another sentence solemnly.