[The battle begins, a new story, a new beginning, a new character, and a new supporting role will appear one by one. I believe many people will be curious about the character Xia Xiaojiu who was nagged in the mouth in the last story. Soon, this trick will appear in front of everyone! There is also a mysterious girl living with Liu Shoucai, and will appear soon! In short, Liu Shoucai is a magical person, a person who turns it into an impossible person! He is a copy of Fatty, and he is a portrayal of Fatty! Do you believe it? Do you believe it?

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Liu Shoucai is not very tall, about 178, so thin that he feels a little numb. He has black-framed glasses on his nose, which looks a bit quiet like a boy. A red rope as thick as a toothpick is hung on the neck in the white T-shirt. The moonlight reflects it in such an environment, which makes this little boy, who is like a white face, feels indescribable weirdness.

Three months ago, Liu Shoucai was transferred from another city to this high school to teach high school history. As for why he came to class in the middle of the night every week, it was because he was a very magical person himself.

Liu Shoucai could see ghosts! And, he could hear what they said.

In the eyes of ordinary people, in Liu Shoucai's eyes, this empty and dusty classroom was filled with green light. Some of these people were wearing very fashionable jeans, some were wearing long gowns, and some were simply naked. Under different dresses, these people had a common characteristic, that is, they had wounds of all sizes.

For example, the person wearing jeans had only half of his head and no one of his arms went. However, he was unconsciously teasing a female ghost beside him who was shy in a cheongsam. Looking carefully, the woman's lower abdomen was cut open, and a green internal organ was vaguely seen, and a child's hand that looked unfinished popped out of the wound. From time to time, his little hands were still snatched.

All of their "people" must not die well during their lifetime, which is the wronged souls of people commonly known as "death by chance". They stay in this world and cannot be reborn because they still have a lasting wish.

Liu Shoucai had slaughtered a lot of strength to make these dead people no longer have any grudges against him. Liu Shoucai did this communication between living and dead people once and twice. This time he came to Rongguang High School because of their existence. According to the monk Jiese, this is all merit. Since God has given him such ability, don’t waste it. Unfortunately, although there is soul in this world, there is no so-called Taoism. Although there is no immortality, there is an next life. This is also the motivation for Liu Shoucai to insist on doing this.

"Shut up!" Liu Shoucai looked at the 'chaotic' classroom and shouted loudly: "I teased the big girl and the little wife, crying endlessly. Hurry up and lie down. After all, I am in class. Can I learn to respect teachers and respect the truth?"

"Xiao Liu, respect your teacher and respect your elders. I have been dead for more than a hundred years. Can't you say something? Last time you said that you should have the right to freedom of speech, and you will be gone if you are a ghost?" A "young" old ghost wearing a long gown and still has a braided head laughed and shouted, but please just look at the face, otherwise you will see that he was clamping his head under his armpits, and a intestine was pulled out from the corner of his neck and was serially carried under his neck. According to Lao Gui, he was killed by a bandit, cut off his neck bones, and pulled his head with a horse, and pulled it out with a long string of intestines. He died very miserably. It is said that he was crushed to death by a carriage.

The old ghost's play caused a riot in the surrounding people, and it was useless to no matter how Liu Shoucai hit the podium.

In the end, the old ghosts who had been in the centuries and decades simply started flying in the classroom, and some even pulled the chopped heads and kicked them in the air.

"I have to let me take out my trump card!" Liu Shoucai looked at the messy classroom and hummed. He took out a bottle of white wine from the backpack he carried with him, and casually unscrewed the bottle cap. A thick fragrance with a very wonderful fragrance appeared in the backpack.

A strong fragrance floated out along the mouth of the bottle.

Buzz...

A burst of green smoke disappeared, and the group of ghosts who were still playing just now returned to their original positions, sitting upright one by one. The few whose heads fell off hurriedly stuffed their heads back to their necks. The female cheongsam who was shy and teasing with jeans just now also rushed back the parts and small hands exposed in the wound of their stomachs, holding their stomachs with both hands to prevent the wound from spreading. A smile on her green face that was not in line with the image of a ghost was looked very ladylike.

Liu Shoucai pulled out a large bag of incense and candles from the package and said with a smile on his face: "It's a big deal, it's a big deal. If you're addicted to alcohol this week, just hold on. Those who want to eat incense will be hungry. If you don't pay the tuition, you're still making trouble in the classroom! This wine is so fragrant." He shook the bottle of wine and said, "Do you want to drink it? Who can help me find the evil ghosts who make trouble? Teacher Liu, I promise to make it feel good enough. I can even invite a monk with a Buddhist golden body to help him to save him."

"Xiao Liu, this is your fault. We can't afford to offend those old ghosts who are making trouble. Who asked your house to be built on someone else's house? These scapegoats are all here. Don't take the initiative to provoke the great gods below."

"Yes, yes, Teacher Liu, we are all dead. Last time you promised to take me back to see my parents. When will I go? I have been dead for 8 years and the War of Resistance Against Japan is over." One of the young 'men's face was covered with blood and blood on his face, shouting that he was one of the three students who died in the last time after the founding of the school.

"Yes, yes, Xiao Liu, have you found out about my granddaughter that I told you? Old man, I just want to look at my granddaughter in my life and let me see it, and I can go to the next generation."

Two ghosts of all sizes were chattering and said this, and the "people" group began to get messed up again. Liu Shoucai agreed too much, and no one would stop this quarrel for a while.

Liu Shoucai was so angry that he shouted: "Shut up, shut up! Believe it or not, I won't come tomorrow!"

Buzz... Liu Shoucai roared, and the ghosts in the classroom immediately closed their mouths.

"Old Man Wang, your granddaughter has been dead for many years. I only found her family. I finally found a photo. Do you want to take a look?" Liu Shoucai said to the old ghost who was shouting at looking at his granddaughter.

The old ghost called Old Man Wang touched the non-existent tears and choked up. He quickly nodded, "Look, look, look! It's a pity that my granddaughter. Just die, just die. After seeing the old man, I'll fulfill my wish."

Liu Shoucai took out his cell phone and found one of the photos. There was an old lady with a kind face, but the photos were black and white. You could tell at a glance that they were taken against the portrait.

He put his phone on the desktop, and Old Man Wang floated to the front of his phone, lowered his head to look at the phone. A series of low tears came out of Old Man Wang's body.

Things like ghost crying are not, to be precise, ghosts do not speak with their mouths. After Liu Shoucai's research, it was found that the sounds made by ghosts must be generated by the vibration of their bodies themselves. The sounds made by humans are generated by the vibration of air flow through the vocal cords. The sounds made by ghosts are generated by the ghost body vibrating the air. Seeing ghosts’ mouths is just a habit left over from their lifetime.

Liu Shoucai said to the young ghost who said he was looking at his parents: "Yue Dachuan, I can't help you with your affairs for the time being. I went to your house, but... your parents immigrated abroad. In the third year after your death, I still found something else, hoping to resolve the bonds in your heart."

"What is it?" Yue Dachuan asked.
Chapter completed!