There is a Breeze When He Laughs

  Chapter 637 Thousand-year old ghost

  This is an elective course. It seems that the teacher has something to do temporarily, so I chose to start the class today.

  This kind of open elective course, everyone can come in and listen.

  Wen Yiren arrived in the classroom, and the middle-aged teacher in a white lab coat was giving a lecture, and everyone in the room had a serious face.

   "The first group, you guys will demonstrate first."

  The teacher pushed his glasses, holding a scalpel in his hand, looking a bit scary.

"it is good."

  Several students came hesitantly wearing masks.

  Wen Yi's eyes fell to the operating table, which was a mummy.

  It has been a thousand years since the mummy, except for the black skin, it is very well preserved.

  Even the clothes on her body are there.

  Medieval costumes.

  The teacher saw Wen Yiren at a glance, "I remember you, the last time a crew was filming in our school, I saw you, beauty, do you want to do this experiment with them?"

  Do experiments?

  Wen Yi had a dry cough, "I don't know how to do experiments."

   "It's okay, follow everyone, I will teach you, this is a thousand-year-old corpse, very worthy of study."

  Study a woolen thread, what can be done with the corpse.

  However, Fang Xiaoyue said it was a ghost living in the corpse.

"let me try."

  The others have consciously surrounded Wen Yiren.

  Wen Yi held the tweezers, and when he approached the corpse, he felt extremely cold all over.

  The clothes on the body looked like a thin piece of paper, which would shatter if you were not careful.

  Wen Yiren watched the student next to him carefully took a little cloth and put it on the glass plate. Another person was responsible for the analysis with the instruments. The operation of those instruments was very complicated, and Wen Yiren was dazzled.

   "Linda, look at his palm, something seems to be pierced there."

  The teacher was just behind him, and a few people gathered around the corpse.

  You can't be quiet after death, blame the poor.

  Only bones can be seen in the hands of the corpse, and the skin on the hands is gray-black, covered with dead skin.

  It's phalanx is quite long, and it can be seen that it is a man's hand. In the palm, there is a hole made by a nail, which penetrates the entire metacarpal bone, and there are some traces of rust around it.

  Wen Yiren blinked, and once again fell to the student who was doing the experiment next to her. She was really interested in these things.

  Everyone has something to do, no one noticed a slight movement of the corpse’s fingers.

   "Beauty, I have noticed its breath."

  Fang Xiaoyue reminded her.

  Wen pleasantly raised his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on the corpse again.

  At this time, a female student's face was leaning against the corpse, pinching the bones of its wrist with one hand and carefully watching.

Suddenly, that hand moved under Wen Yiren and the female student's eyelids, and grabbed the female student's wrist swiftly.

  The girl student was startled, and immediately screamed.

   "The corpse is cheated, the corpse is cheated, teacher, the corpse has moved!"

  There were also a few students who were looking at the corpse. Seeing this, they screamed, their faces pale and eyes full of fear.

  "Don’t be afraid, classmates, this is normal, don’t be afraid!"

  The classroom teacher quickly put down his work and ran to appease everyone, while breaking the hand that was holding the female student.

  The female student’s forehead is already sweating, and her body is stiff.

  Wen Yiren certainly knows that this is not normal.

   At this moment, she seemed to see a rotten face looking at her tentatively.

  Wen Yi feels a cold back inexplicably.

  (End of this chapter)