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The boy's name is Zhang Jie, a very common name, and the probability of having the same name is still very high. It is said that he is a boy, but he is already nearly thirty years old, and his decree lines can already be seen.

I went to school all my life and never had a real job, but I really read a lot of ghost stories in normal times, and now when I want to say it, I really have a sense of identity.

He has empathy.

He lowered his head and looked at the people around him gloomyly. After all, he was interested in being the first to tell a story.

"Okay, then let me tell a little story."

He quickly entered the state, which felt really eerie.

After all, he is still a little immature, but storytelling always needs to be exaggerated.

Now the surrounding environment is a little bit eerie, coupled with the surrounding quiet environment, it is really chilling.

"In other words, I don't know how long ago, maybe it was yesterday, maybe it was a long time ago, I have forgotten."

With just a few words, the environment has become weird. He is obviously a good ghost story teller.

"Probably in summer, the weather was pretty good. At that time, I was still a student in the medical school, and I worked hard every day to practice the operation technique. Usually, craniotomy surgery is rarely practiced. When we exercise, we usually It's working out on eggs."

He narrated slowly.

This should be about medical students. There is a state medical university in Uranos, which is world-class, with complete equipment and long hours of exercise. They will be twenty-five or six years old at the earliest when they graduate. They The golden age is until the thirties, and when the age is over forty, the most delicate operation depends on the individual's state.

Therefore, students in this school will seize all the time to study when they are young, just to give themselves a golden period of time.

"We go to the school to practice every night. Usually there are many people, but on this night, it seems to be particularly weird. The school actually prohibits students from entering the classroom."

The wind was very bad, as if something strange had happened suddenly, rumors gradually spread throughout the school.

The school at that time was very strict, so they were not allowed to continue their internships.

"At that time, I never believed in ghosts and gods. The general teacher, that is, the donor's body that is usually used, um, in the medical school we respectfully call it the general teacher."

He forcefully explained a wave.

But it didn't change the depression at this time.

Medical schools always appear in horror stories, and the underground morgue is a very weird place. Although the current equipment is relatively advanced, not many people have mentioned it.

"What I want to say has nothing to do with the general teachers. The general teachers in the school donate on their own initiative. They should be the most caring people."

He first explained a wave.

Having said this, many illusions here have been shattered.

It's not about the underground morgue.

At this time, people have already begun to have doubts in their hearts, and they want to know the story of this guy.

They want to know what happened.

At this time, Zhang Jie began to look a little gloomy, and Si Fan could tell that the red queen was doing something.

The surrounding environment began to become weird, and the makeup on Zhang Jie's face began to look a little restrained, as if he was an evil spirit, and the surrounding environment became weird.

Occasionally, strange sounds came out, and the outside glass appeared a little mottled. If you look carefully, it seems to be in the library of the medical school.

Everything was so weird, the books in everyone's hands turned into hospital records, with pieces of data written on them, and what they got were autopsy pictures of corpses.

It's just that the teacher is next to explain.

How can you not be afraid.

It is impossible for them not to be afraid.

Zhang Jie continued to speak.

In our school, there is a legend that when the school was founded, there was a very beautiful female teacher who applied for the job.

The school teacher at that time hired her after verifying her academic qualifications, knowledge level and practical operation ability.

But half a year later, according to the arrest warrant issued by the police, the leaders of our school discovered that she was actually a serial killer.

When she knew that she had been found, she did not run away, but committed suicide by taking poison, soaking herself in a formalin jar, and wrote a donation document, donating her body to the school as a specimen.

This is the most beautiful general teacher in our school.

However, horrible things happened. Every July and a half, there would be miserable howls from the school. It was said that it was the soul of a person decomposed by the female teacher back then.

And the female teacher will appear in the teaching building on this day, looking for new goals.

His voice was very low, and the surrounding environment was very strange.

When the explanation came to this point, he was still only a female teacher. This more plot should be about himself.

but none.

When he said this, he had already started to slow down his voice.

"Actually, I never believed in it, but that night, I went to the school's experimental classroom and wanted to continue training myself."

"Who knows, in the process of handling the eggs, I suddenly heard someone say something behind me."

"Hands should be lighter, and breathing should be even. At the most critical moment, you need to hold your breath for a few seconds, but the time should not be too long."

"This is what he told me. To be honest, there is a teacher explaining later, and the learning will be very fast. I should have practiced slowly for a long time. Under the guidance of the teacher, I completed the operation very quickly. Not only did I It was the best thing I've ever done in my life to peel the egg shell, open the membrane inside, and then sew it back on."

When he said this, he paused for a while, and there were some changes in his body, his already pale face became even paler, and there was still some smell around him.

It smells like blood, with a nasty smell of formalin.

"At this time, the teacher asked me, have you learned it? If you have learned it, I will practice the technique with her. She wants to improve her technique."

As he was talking, Zhang Jie stopped talking, maybe because he lost his voice, or maybe something happened.

Suddenly, he seemed to turn his head around.

"Ah!~~~~" exclaimed, it was a girl, a girl from the United States.

She wasn't surprised by this story at first, and she didn't find it scary. The horror culture in Asia is completely different from theirs.

Their horror is more realistic.

But at this moment, she couldn't help screaming.

At this time, Zhang Jie had an obvious stitched wound on his face, which was very neat and delicate. There was also a wound on his neck. When he turned around, his head was hanging on his neck at a strange angle.