Chapter 6: , Mysterious Taoist

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Chapter 6, Mysterious Taoist
After school, Li Yutian took a few of us and walked towards Han Ziyu's house.
After walking through a shantytown, we finally came to Han Ziyu's house. Her home was very low and it looked very dark. Li Yutian walked to the front and knocked on the door. When the door opened, it was a woman who opened the door.
Her eyes looked at us suspiciously, and she couldn't help asking: "Who are you? Who are you looking for?"
"We are here and want to ask about Han Ziyu." Li Yutian said.
"She has passed away, what can I ask." The woman said coldly. Then close the door.
But Li Yutian hurriedly took her and told her that we were in a hurry to find her.
Seeing that he insisted so much, women could only invite us into the house. When we walked into the dark hut, a hoarse voice rang out: "Is the baby coming back? Grandma wants to die you."
As soon as the words fell, I saw an old lady lying on the bed, her turbid old eyes looking around, as if looking for someone.
"Is this man?" Li Yutian said.
"She is Ziyu's grandma." The woman sighed, and then said while cleaning up the stove: "Since that day, Ziyu has never returned."
"Who said, she often came to see me." The old woman suddenly shouted, her turbid eyes looked at us, I don't know why, I always feel that this old woman is a bit scary.
"Well, how did Han Ziyu die?" Li Yutian asked.
The woman hesitated, then sighed: "She hanged herself in the classroom."
"Hanging suicide in the classroom, how is this possible?" Li Yutian couldn't help shouting. Others looked at each other. No one can imagine that Han Ziyu would commit suicide in the classroom.
Is it because of her suicide that led to the appearance of the gatekeeper of the prefecture?
Just when I was cranky, Li Yutian asked again: "So why did Han Ziyu commit suicide?"
Hearing this problem, the woman had some resentment, she shook her head, and then sneered: "It's not the king who has suffered a thousand knives. If he had slept my daughter, he wouldn't take responsibility, and my daughter would not commit suicide.
Her words made me suddenly realize that there is such a story behind Han Ziyu's death.
The people around me nodded one by one, and their faces were a little shocked.
And Li Yutian asked again, who is this bastard.
The name in the women's mouth surprised us. This person turned out to be Li Yixiu. To know that this name is well known in our school, because he is the son of the principal, and was admitted to Tsinghua University last year. It is the pride of our school.
"I can't think of him as the bearer." I mumbled to myself.
"In this way, Han Ziyu committed suicide for this reason." Li Yutian nodded, then hesitated, and then said: "So, your daughter was pregnant before she committed suicide."
"Yes, the child was six months old." The woman finished, and then waved her hand impatiently: "Okay, I have told you so much, now you can leave."
We looked at each other one by one, and in desperation, we were ready to turn around and leave.
Who knows that at this moment, the old woman in bed suddenly shouted nervously: "Waer is back, wah is back."
I turned my head subconsciously, but saw that she was looking at us. Unexpected surprise. And my subconscious sinked, and looked around, always feeling strange.
But in any case, we left Han Ziyu's house.
After leaving, Li Yutian said: "It seems that things are obvious, Han Ziyu is the gatekeeper of the local government. She has completely turned into a ghost."
"Yes, I have heard that women who die with grievances often turn into ghosts. Not to mention that she was pregnant before she died." A girl said pale.
I listened in silence, thinking in my mind. I can basically be sure. Han Ziyu is the gatekeeper of the local government.
But the question now is, how do we deal with Han Ziyu?
In the face of ghosts, we as ordinary people have no way at all.
Just when I was thinking, someone immediately asked this question. But Li Yutian gave an explanation: "We tried all the ways to rid the ghosts, what black dog blood. The boy urinates." "This is a good way." Someone woke up.
So everyone came up with their own ideas, and I also thought about how to deal with Han Ziyu.
Anyway, this time, let us confirm. Han Ziyu is the gatekeeper of the local government. This is also convenient for our next action.
In the afternoon, Li Yutian announced our findings. So the whole class mobilized to find a way to deal with ghosts.
Someone invited a Buddha statue, and some people took out some notes and put them on the chair. Some people even jumped up.
Although it looks funny, there is really no other way.
In this desperate situation, everyone can think of all the ideas. The head teacher was furious at our strange behavior. Only this time, no one cares how she got angry.
Since the squad leader was taken away by the police, the whole class has become more afraid of the gatekeepers of the prefecture. After all, the task of the gatekeeper of the local government, one by one, is bloody, and will die if you are not careful.
In this chaotic situation, we ushered in school.
I turned around and went out, then walked along the way home. Along the way, I was still thinking about Han Ziyu. Speaking of which Han Ziyu is really pitiful. I was dumped after pregnancy, and I couldn't even think of committing suicide in the classroom.
And the culprit not only did not have any punishment, but also finally admitted to a famous university. It is no longer in this classroom. In this case, Han Ziyu turned into a ghost, it should be justified.
There is such a fierce ghost in our classroom. I am afraid that the future will be restless.
Just when I was thinking about it, a voice suddenly sounded: "Boy, I think your Yintang is black and seems to be haunted by ghosts."
I turned my head subconsciously, but I saw a middle-aged man in a gray robe and glasses who was like an educated youth.
I stopped and looked at him, then asked strangely, "Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am. From your face, during this time, there may be someone around you dead. And more than one." The middle-aged man said slowly.
I looked at him excitedly and hurriedly shouted: "You are right, I am currently encountering unclean things. I don't know if you can help me?"
"It's no problem to help you, but tell me first, what did you encounter?" Said the middle-aged man.
I thought about it and told him what I knew. After I finished speaking, the middle-aged man's complexion rose.
"It seems that you have encountered a curse." The middle-aged man said solemnly.
"Curse, does this kind of thing really exist?" I didn't agree.
"Don't believe it, curses are real. Some curses can even destroy a country." The middle-aged man said seriously.
But no matter what he said, I would doubt it. At this time, middle-aged people told a story.
Legend has it that when Nuerhachi destroyed Yehe Nuzhen, Yehe's chief Buyangu swears to heaven before he dies: Even if Yehenala remains only one woman, I will destroy Jianzhou Nuzhen.
Later, the Qing Dynasty really perished, and the Cixi, which perished it, happened to be the woman of Yehenala.
When I heard him say this, I actually believed it a little, and I have heard about it.
"So, is our classroom cursed?" I asked with my eyes wide open.
"I don't know much about this matter, so, I will give you something." The middle-aged man thought about it, then handed me a small bottle, and I took a look at the small bottle, which seemed to be clear water .
"This is a cow's tears, you can smear it on your eyes, you can see the ghost." The middle-aged man said.
"It turns out that way." I took the vial and thanked him a lot.
Who knows this middle-aged man waved his hand, and then told me that he is a cultivator, doing good deeds only for virtue.
This moved me so much that I couldn't help chatting with him. After a long chat, I realized that his name was Wang Yinyang and he was a Taoist.
"The bull tears I gave you, you can use to find ghosts. When you see it, you tell me. What kind of ghost is it?" Said the middle-aged man.
"This is really good, thank you." My eyes said to the middle-aged man.
"Well, contact me if you have time." The middle-aged man turned and left.
When I got home, I looked around holding the bottle, and I was full of excitement. Anyway, this time I met Wang Yinyang, maybe it was an opportunity.
Thinking of this, I posted this news to the group. Then the group immediately broke out.
"I have also heard that bull tears can watch ghosts. So that we can find ghosts."
"However, even if we find a ghost, what can we do?"
"This Wang Yinyang will definitely save us, Zhang Fan, you tell him how much he wants, I will pay." Li Yutian, the most generous class, said without hesitation.
I looked at the content in the group, and my heart was beautiful. The originally depressed mood was also relieved.
Maybe after we find the ghost in the classroom, everything is over.
The next day, I came to the class, and then took the bottle of cow tears and showed off to everyone before I was ready to use it.
But when everyone looked at me, someone suddenly shouted, and the gatekeeper of the mansion appeared again.
We turned our gaze to the mobile phone, and in the WeChat group, the gatekeeper of the prefecture released a new task: Zhang Fan must kiss any female growth in the class for a minute within six hours.
Seeing this content, my complexion changed, and my eyes suddenly became dull, and I could not imagine that it was my turn again. This time, the task is similar to that of Liu Fei last time. The only difference is that one is related and the other is a long kiss.
For a time, I held the small bottle and looked around, my face full of paleness.