Push the ghost talker back

In the early morning, a black car was driving on a foggy road in the mountains.Several people in the car looked serious, and the person sitting on the left side of the back row, by the window, was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe loudly.

That person's name was Lin Jiansheng.

A month ago, Lin Jiansheng was just an ordinary junior high school teacher. He led the students to swim in the ocean of knowledge all day long. He was often the one who had a good time swimming, but only halfway through the swim did he realize that more than half of the students hadn't entered the water.

This kind of day was a bit of a wild ride, but it was still peaceful and happy until March 3th.

Behind the school is the mountain.This year, the new headmaster took office three times and set the fire on the mountain—he wanted to lead the students to plant trees and have a meaningful and real Arbor Day.

As the head teacher, Lin Jiansheng was basically so angry that day that he wanted to vomit blood.It’s just a tree, but he has seen a lot of dramas from the students in his class, there is a campus youth idol drama where two boys are fighting to help a girl carry a bucket, and there is a young and Dangerous scene in Hong Kong, these are not bad Oh, Lin Jiansheng didn't expect that there would be a horror movie plot.

The tree pits were dug in advance, and the students only had to bury the saplings in it. One boy was eager to try with a shovel, but when he went down with the shovel, he felt as if he had touched something hard.

It's bone, white bone.

Later, a villager came over and yelled at the students to disperse, saying that it was a sheep bone, and they found another place to bury it.However, Lin Jiansheng stood still.

He saw a pair of animal claws hugging the waist of the boy holding the shovel.Lin Jiansheng couldn't recognize what kind of animal it was, but judging from that height, if this thing wanted to hug the boy's waist, it should be in an upright state right now.

The picture flashed by.

After returning home, Lin Jiansheng felt restless and couldn't sleep well.As a result, the next day, the bad thing he expected happened.

The boy asked for leave, saying that he was seriously ill.

This mountainous place is poor, and there were students who fell into the ditch before, and the parents turned around and ran away after hearing about it, for fear of paying medical expenses.Relying on his past experience and because of the uneasiness in his heart, Lin Jiansheng went to visit his home.

What Lin Jiansheng didn't expect was that the boy was sitting in front of the house, his face was ruddy, and his hands were busy breaking corn.

Just now Lin Jiansheng was thinking that this was a good idea, when suddenly, the boy looked at him and smiled, and Lin Jiansheng's hair was terrified as soon as he opened his mouth.

The boy's tone of voice was very similar to that of a woman, and he spoke a foreign dialect that was completely incomprehensible. Lin Jiansheng was dumbfounded on the spot.

Then Lin Jiansheng saw those claws again.

At this time, two men in Chinese tunic suits came out of the room.The one in the lead was called Lin Jiansheng, while the one behind waved his hand to tell him not to speak, and stared in the direction Lin Jiansheng was looking at.

Parents said the two were relatives.

A week later, the boy recovered and returned to school, but Lin Jiansheng suddenly received a notice saying that his file had been transferred and he was asked to report to a unit in the city tomorrow.

After graduating from university, Lin Jiansheng was admitted here. For him, being transferred to the city is of course a very good thing, but the news came too suddenly.

Moreover, that unit is not a school, and it doesn't seem to have anything to do with his major.

Lin Jiansheng felt like he was on a pirate ship.

Take today as an example, he was woken up from the dormitory early in the morning, and got into the car with those colleagues to perform the task.Lin Jiansheng sat by the bed after washing up, obediently watching those colleagues continue to tidy up.

Sticks, flashlights, bloody knives...

Lin Jiansheng: ... What kind of weird things are you bringing? I order you in the name of the teacher of the teaching office to put away all the controlled knives. Hey!

Lin Jiansheng was squeezed into the same car with these people.Now, the fog in front of the car dissipated, but Lin Jiansheng saw something very familiar.

It is a swallow kite hanging on a branch.If Lin Jiansheng remembered correctly, he had seen this ten minutes ago.

Beside him, the fat man who was struggling to squeeze with others also saw it, and spat: "Grandma, the ghost hit the wall."

Then someone said, "Go left."

On the left is a dead end.

If it were Lin Jiansheng a few days ago, he must have cried out by now, and shouted "I want to go back to teach".

But now Lin Jiansheng is used to it, when the car crashed into a big locust tree, and everyone was in a panic, he said lightly:

"I want to go back to teaching."

It turned out that it wasn't a ghost hitting the wall, but really lost its way.

The task of the day was completed, but because a car was scrapped, everyone was punished.

That night, Lin Jiansheng was called into an office, and as soon as he entered, he saw a smiling man in a tunic suit.

He had seen this man before, at that student's home.

After some gossip and false greetings, the man suddenly smiled evilly, clapped his hands, and asked someone to bring up a safe.

Lin Jiansheng's eyes lit up.

The man opened the box and showed it to him. Inside were hundreds of portfolios with his photos but completely different personal information.

Lin Jiansheng's eyes darkened.

"Come on, pick an identity."

The man touched the file bags one by one with his thin fingers, and looked up at Lin Jiansheng's face, boxing champion, personal bodyguard... After going through the identities in the man's mind, the man's fingers finally stopped. on one of the bags.

"Psychological counselor, you are educated, and Boss Zhang doesn't bother to study it carefully, so you are suitable."

As he said that, the man looked at him and said with a smile, "Are you nearsighted?"

"Good eyesight."

"No, no, it looks better with glasses on."

This man actually prepared a pair of plain mirror glasses with thin golden square frames.Lin Jiansheng thought it was old-fashioned, but he tried it on anyway.

Now, the man's eyes lit up:

"Lin Jiansheng, do you know gentle scum? Yes, you look like this."

Lin Jiansheng: ... I am a dignified teacher of the people, you are a gentle scum.

He was so complaining in his heart that he was about to tear off his glasses, but at this moment, the man suddenly said:

"When you went up the mountain in the middle of the night for the sake of your students, digging the soil and inspecting the bones without changing your face, I saw it."

"Put it on, it suits you well."

Lin Jiansheng's hand stopped.

He put on glasses, which means he will accept a new task.

The man said that you made a mistake today, if you don't accept this task, you won't even be able to teach the book later.

After all, a dozen photos were spread on the table.

The man introduced him while showing him the photo:

"The wealthy businessman Zhang Yier earns a lot of money, but he is also a really bad person."

"We suspect that he is related to the use of little ghosts to harm others together with others, as well as many previous crimes."

"He is going on vacation recently. Coincidentally, he lacks bodyguards and psychological counselors."

Lin Jiansheng found out, and asked him to inquire about the news.

"But you have to be careful alone."

On the opposite side, the man's expression suddenly became serious.

He picked out a photo and pushed it in front of Lin Jiansheng, and tapped it several times with his finger:

"He is accompanied by an expert, Master Tongrong."

Lin Jiansheng lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on this old photo.

In the photo, an old monk is meditating in front of the Buddha statue, looking benevolent and benevolent.

It's just that Lin Jiansheng looked at it, and his gaze involuntarily shifted to another place.

On the right side of the picture, a young monk is standing with his head bowed and his eyes closed.The rays of the setting sun shone on his face, outlining a gentle golden color.

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The sound of tuk tuk wooden fish can be heard endlessly.

After getting off the car, Lu Mingran arrived in front of a monastery, and the clothes on his body were unknowingly changed into simple monk's clothes.

On the way through the monastery to Master Tongrong's meditation room, Lu Mingran had already gone through the general plot of this world.

"Mountain Village Teacher", the author said that the first reason for choosing this name is to have a homonym with "Mountain Village Old Corpse", so that everyone can recall the psychological shadow of childhood, and the second is that he is indeed No. 1 when he was a teacher in the mountain village. happened.

It's a pity that the good mountain village teacher got into the thief's boat, and since he entered some supernatural department, the main line has collapsed into a mess.

It was a little late for Lu Mingran to intervene. What he has to do now is to pull the male lead back from the boat, and his starting point is the rich businessman with gold teeth and a mouthful of "thunder monkey".

Master Tong Rong has been following Boss Zhang, and Lu Mingran is the most valued disciple of Master Tong Rong.

Du, du, the sound of the wooden fish is getting closer.Lu Mingran walked into the meditation room, and saw that although the master was knocking on the wooden fish in his hand, his mind was obviously not on the Buddhist scriptures, and he was staring blankly at the Buddha statue in front of him.

"Ming Ran, I know that I have committed a lot of crimes in my life."

Master opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse, and after he finished speaking, he didn't speak again for a long time.

Lu Mingran sensed something was wrong, and walked over quickly while calling for Master, feeling startled.

Master, he... passed away, amidst the monastery bells at noon.

Three days later, a luxury car stopped at the gate of the monastery.

Under the gaze of the monks who did not speak, Lu Mingran held the string of beads left by his master, walked out of the meditation room step by step, and stepped over the threshold.

"Amitabha."

He chanted a mantra in a low voice.

The bodyguard standing in front of the car door twitched, thinking that these monks were the ones he hated and disliked the most.

But his boss liked it very much, rolled down the car window and waved at the monk:

"Master Ming Ran, Thunder Monkey!"

After hearing this, Master Ming Ran raised his face slowly, his eyes were as clear as cold springs.

He parted his lips slightly and said:

"Boss Zhang, it's not the 90s of the last century, and you're here to do business again..."

Master Mingran said sincerely:

"Please speak Mandarin."

The author has something to say: there is another update at eleven o'clock in the evening~