Dreaming of 1988, I have the ability to see ghosts and ghosts

I explained my idea to Teacher Yang and Director Zheng, and I helped them open their third eyes.

After enduring a period of severe pain, the two of them slowly opened their eyes. I had set up a soul-locking formation in dormitory 620 in advance, so there was no need to worry about Guo Xiangsong's ghost escaping.

I opened the soul-locking bag, and as a burst of black air overflowed, the image of Guo Xiangsong slowly appeared before us.

Although they had made sufficient mental preparations, the appearance of Guo Xiangsong's ghost still frightened Teacher Yang and Director Zheng who were sitting on the bed and made them shrink back.

The entire image of Guo Xiangsong appeared. Except that he looked a little unreal and there was black gas coming out of his head, he looked the same as when he collided with Hu Jing at the cafeteria door that time, short, dark and thin.

When he was alive, his eyes were full of resentment, and after his death his ghost was full of resentment and unwillingness.

"Liu Feng, what do you want?" He asked harshly before we could say anything.

Maybe he didn't know that Teacher Yang and Director Zheng in front of him could also see him, so he didn't even glance at them and glared at me fiercely.

"Guo Xiangsong, are you really Guo Xiangsong?"

At this time, Teacher Yang asked with trembling lips and tears in her eyes.

Although she was still very scared, when she saw Guo Xiangsong in front of her, her teacher's instinct and deep self-blame made her stand up slowly and unconsciously.

Hearing what Teacher Yang said, he slowly turned his head away.

There was a gleam of surprise in his eyes, as if he had been struck by lightning. There was an expression of disbelief in his eyes, as if he found it difficult to understand what he heard.

However, the air seemed to freeze at this moment, and Director Zheng straightened his body, as if trying to hide his inner fear at this moment.

"Student Guo Xiangsong, right? I'm the school's academic director. My last name is Zheng. Student Liu Feng opened our third eye. We came here today to talk to you."

Facing the ghost of Guo Xiangsong in front of him, even though he was extremely scared, he did not want to give up his self-esteem as a scholar. Even though his lips trembled a little, the words he spoke could not avoid the tone of teaching and educating people.

Hearing that Director Zheng could also see him, Guo Xiangsong looked at me with disbelief again, and black air was coming out of his body.

But he didn't give any face to the teacher and director in front of him. He glanced at them with resentful eyes and said to me.

"Liu Feng, I know you are the real deal. Do you think it would be helpful for me to find these two? Aren't you afraid that I will kill them and you too?"

After hearing what Guo Xiangsong said, Teacher Yang and Director Zheng's faces immediately turned pale. Teacher Yang, who had stood up, sat back down tremblingly and looked at me with a pleading look.

I was sitting on a chair in the dormitory, speaking to Guo Xiangsong's ghost with a calm expression.

"Guo Xiangsong, I can capture you and bring you back here, so I'm not afraid that you will turn the tables. You already know that I'm the real deal. If I was afraid of you, I wouldn't be here."

"I have nothing to say to you."

As Guo Xiangsong said this, he dodged and tried to escape through the wall.

But as soon as he reached the wall, he seemed to be bounced back by a powerful force and fell to the ground.

I chuckled.

"Don't even think about escaping. I've already set up a soul-locking formation. You'd better sit down and talk to us."

He rolled his eyes at me and slowly and reluctantly got up from the ground.

I thought he would sit on the bed opposite and talk to us nicely, but unexpectedly he suddenly punched Teacher Yang and cursed.

"You old woman, now you are being hypocritical."

I was caught off guard. I didn't expect him to suddenly attack Teacher Yang. Although this attack would not be fatal, Teacher Yang could see him at this time and screamed in fright.

I reflexively waved my hand, picked up the beads in my hand, and punched it.

Just in case, he didn't bring his grandmother's dragon-riding staff. When he released Guo Xiangsong just now, he quietly took off the beads on his chest and held them in his hands.

While Teacher Yang closed her eyes and screamed, Guo Xiangsong had been knocked down on the bed opposite by the beads in my hand.

But Guo Xiangsong seemed unwilling to compromise at all. As he slowly got up, he glanced at the window out of the corner of his eyes and wanted to escape through the window again.

Seeing his intention, I shouted sharply.

"Guo Xiangsong, stop struggling in vain. You can't escape through the window because of the soul-locking formation I set up."

"Okay then, what do you want to talk about?"

After hearing what I said, he sat up straight and spoke casually.

"Tell me, why did you want to harm Zhang Huafang, Lin Hui, and your roommates?" I said.

Perhaps it was because he heard a familiar name, a trace of astonishment instantly appeared on his face, as if he had been electrocuted.

His originally calm face instantly became stiff, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and he wanted to say something but couldn't make a sound.

His eyes widened, his eye sockets gradually became moist, and his eyes were filled with endless sadness and longing.

His brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was trying to suppress the pain in his heart, and his heart felt like it was swept by a gust of wind.

"Huafang, Huafang, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to kill you."

At this moment, Guo Xiangsong's defense was instantly broken, and he covered his face with his hands, showing endless regret.

Teacher Yang, Director Zheng and I all opened our eyes wide in shock.

When Guo Xiangsong's mood gradually improved, he told us everything.

He and Zhang Huafang are classmates.

Zhang Huafang is petite, like a nimble little bird. She is not tall, but has a unique playfulness and cuteness.

That delicate and round face is as warm as the morning sun, and the eyes are clear and bright, revealing innocence and kindness.

Her short hair was shoulder-length and fluttered gently, like a jumping note. Her petite nose was slightly upturned, adding a bit of playfulness.

Her smile is as warm as the spring breeze, which makes people love her.

The first time I met Zhang Huafang was at the opening ceremony of my first year in high school.

At that time, the sun was shining on her petite body, and her smile was like a flower blooming in spring, bright and charming.

From that moment on, a lovely shadow lived in Guo Xiangsong's heart.

But Guo Xiangsong was short, average-looking, and had average grades. He was very self-conscious and didn't dare to approach Zhang Huafang.

The days in high school passed quickly, and he silently paid attention to everything about Zhang Huafang.

He never dared to confess his feelings to her, fearing that it would ruin this beautiful secret love.

He would silently lend a helping hand when she needed help.

When she is sad, I will quietly hand her a note with words of encouragement on it.

Zhang Huafang had no idea what Guo Xiangsong was thinking and always smiled sweetly at everyone.

Whenever he saw Zhang Huafang smiling sweetly at him, his heart was filled with infinite motivation.

He studied very hard, hoping to narrow the distance between them through such efforts.

Through his unremitting efforts, his grades improved by leaps and bounds in his senior year of high school, and his teacher said that there would be no problem for him to get into a top university.

When filling out the application form, he secretly looked at Zhang Huafang's application, gave up the opportunity to study for an undergraduate degree, and applied for the same major at Jingda University as Zhang Huafang.

On the day of his high school graduation, Guo Xiangsong still did not have the courage to express his love. He thought that he would express his feelings to Zhang Huafang after entering college.