Fatal Impulse

Chapter 7: The Female Ghost

After school, Li Yutian took us and walked towards Han Ziyu's house.

After walking through a shanty town, we finally arrived at Han Ziyu's home. Her home is very low and it looks very dark. Li Yutian walked at the front and knocked on the door. When the door opened, it was opened by a woman.

She looked at us suspiciously and asked, "Who are you? Who are you looking for?"

"We came here to ask about Han Ziyu." Li Yutian said.

"She's dead, what can I ask?" the woman said coldly. Then it will close.

But Li Yutian hurriedly grabbed her and told her that we were really in a hurry to find her.

Seeing his insistence, the women could only invite us into the house. When we walked into the gray hut, a hoarse voice sounded: "Is the baby back? Grandma wants to kill you."

As soon as I finished speaking, I saw an old woman lying on the bed, her cloudy old eyes looked around, as if looking for someone.

"Who is this person?" Li Yutian said.

"She is Ziyu's grandmother." The woman sighed, and while cleaning up the stove, she said, "Since that day, Ziyu has not come back."

"Who said that, she often comes to see me." The old woman shouted suddenly, her turbid eyes looked at us, I don't know why, I always felt that this old woman was a little scary.

"Well, how did Han Ziyu die?" Li Yutian asked.

The woman hesitated for a moment, then sighed: "She hanged herself in the classroom."

"How is it possible to hang yourself in the classroom?" Li Yutian couldn't help shouting. The others also looked at each other in dismay. No one would have thought that Han Ziyu would commit suicide in the classroom.

Could it be that it was her suicide that led to the appearance of the gatekeeper of the underworld?

Just when I was thinking about it, Li Yutian asked again, "So, why did Han Ziyu commit suicide?"

Hearing this question, the woman looked resentful. She shook her head, and then sneered: "It's not that bastard who has suffered thousands of knives. If he slept with my daughter and refused to take responsibility, my daughter would not have committed suicide."

Her words made me realize that there is such a story behind Han Ziyu's death.

The people beside me nodded, all with shock on their faces.

And Li Yutian asked again, who is this bastard.

The names of the women's mouths surprised us. This person turned out to be Li Yixiu. Everyone knows this name in our school, because he is the son of the principal and was admitted to Tsinghua University last year, which is the pride of our school.

"I didn't think he was the one with the heart." I muttered to myself.

"Speaking of this, Han Ziyu committed suicide because of this reason." Li Yutian nodded, then hesitated for a while before saying, "Speaking of which, your daughter was pregnant before committing suicide."

"Yes, the child was six months old at the time." The woman said, and then waved her hand impatiently: "Okay, I've told you so much, now you can leave."

We looked at each other in dismay, and in desperation, we were ready to turn and leave.

Who knew that at this moment, the old woman on the bed suddenly shouted nervously: "The baby is back, the baby is back."

I turned my head subconsciously, but saw that she was looking at us. Unspeakable surprise. And my heart sank subconsciously, and I looked around, always feeling that something was weird.

But anyway, we still left Han Ziyu's house.

After leaving, Li Yutian said: "It seems that it is obvious that Han Ziyu is the gatekeeper of the underworld. She has completely turned into a ghost."

"That's right, I've heard that a woman who dies of wrongdoing often becomes a ghost. Not to mention that she is pregnant before she dies." A girl said with a pale face.

I listened silently, thinking about it in my head. I'm pretty sure too. Han Ziyu is the gatekeeper of the underworld.

But the question now is, how should we deal with Han Ziyu?

In the face of ghosts, as ordinary people, we have nothing to do at all.

Just as I was thinking about it, this question was immediately raised. But Li Yutian gave an explanation: "We tried all the methods of exorcising ghosts, what black blood. Boys pee." "This is a good method." Someone realized.

So everyone came up with their own ideas, and I also thought about how to deal with Han Ziyu.

In any case, this time the action, let us confirm. Han Ziyu is the gatekeeper of the underworld. This also facilitates our next actions.

By the afternoon, Li Yutian announced our findings. So the whole class mobilized to find a way to deal with the ghost.

Some people went to invite a Buddha statue, and some people took out some talismans and stuck them on the chairs. Some people jumped to the gods.

Although it looks funny, there is really no other way for everyone.

In such a desperate situation, you can say that you have thought of everything. During this period, the head teacher was furious at our strange behavior. It's just this time, no one cares how she gets angry.

And since the squad leader was arrested by the police, the entire class has become even more afraid of the underworld gatekeeper. After all, the mission of the gatekeeper of the underworld is bloodier than the next, and if you are not careful, you will die.

In this chaotic situation, we ushered in the dismissal of school.

I turned around and walked out, then walked down the road home. Along the way, I was still thinking about Han Ziyu in my mind. Speaking of which, Han Ziyu is really pitiful. She was dumped after being pregnant, and she committed suicide in the classroom when she couldn't think of it.

And the culprit, not only did he not get any punishment, but he was also admitted to a prestigious university. No longer in this classroom. In this case, Han Ziyu became a ghost, and it should be a matter of course.

There is such a ghost in our classroom, I am afraid that the future will not be peaceful.

Just when I was thinking wildly, a voice suddenly sounded: "Boy, I see that your hall is darkened, and it seems that there are ghosts haunting you."

I turned my head subconsciously, but saw a middle-aged man in a gray robe and glasses, who looked like an educated youth from a hometown.

I stopped, looked at him, and asked strangely, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. Judging from your appearance, during this time, I'm afraid someone around you died. 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 something unclean, I wonder if you can help me?"

"It's no problem to help you, but tell me first, what happened to you?" said the middle-aged man.

I thought about it and told him what I knew. When I finished speaking, the middle-aged man's face became solemn.

"It seems that you have encountered a curse." The middle-aged man said with a serious face.

"Curse, does this kind of thing really exist?" I was a little disbelieving.

"Don't believe it, this kind of curse is real. Some curses can even destroy a country." The middle-aged man said seriously.

But no matter what he says, I'll be skeptical. At this time, the middle-aged man told a story.

Legend has it that when Nurhaci killed Yehe Jurchen, the leader of the Yehe tribe, Buyangu, swore to the sky before he died: Even if there is only one woman left in Yehenara, I will destroy the Jianzhou Jurchen.

Later, the Qing Dynasty really perished, and the Cixi who perished it happened to be a woman of the Yehenala clan.

Hearing what he said, I actually believed it a little bit. I've heard about this too.

"So, our classroom is cursed?" I asked with wide eyes.

"I don't know much about this, so let me give you something." The middle-aged man thought about it for a while, then handed me a small bottle. I took the small bottle and glanced at it, and it seemed that there was clear water in it. .

"It's the tears of a cow. You can see ghosts by smearing it on your eyes," said the middle-aged man.

"So it is." I held the vial and said a lot to him gratefully.

Who knew that this middle-aged man waved his hand and said to me that he is a Taoist who does good deeds only to accumulate virtue.

This moved me so much that I couldn't help chatting with him. After chatting for a long time, I learned that his name was Wang Yinyang and he was a Taoist priest.

"The cow tears I gave you can be used to find ghosts. When you see it, tell me. What kind of ghost is it?" said the middle-aged man.

"It's really nice, thank you." I said looking at the middle-aged man.

"Well, contact me if you are free." The middle-aged man turned around and left.

And when I got home, I held the bottle and looked around, my heart was full of excitement. In any case, the Wang Yinyang I met this time may be an opportunity.

Thinking of this, I posted this news to the group. Then there was an instant uproar in the group.

"I've also heard that cow tears can see ghosts. That way we can find ghosts."

"But, even if we find a ghost, what can we do?"

"This Wang Yinyang will definitely save us, Zhang Fan, tell him how much he wants, and I'll pay for it." Li Yutian, the most lavish in the class, said without hesitation.

I looked at the content of the group, and my heart was full of joy. The originally depressed mood has also been relieved.

Maybe when we find the ghost in the classroom, it will all be over.

The next day, I came to the class, took the bottle of cow tears, and showed it off to everyone before I was ready to use it.

But just as everyone was looking at me, someone suddenly shouted, and the underworld gatekeeper appeared again.

We then turned our attention to the mobile phone, and in the WeChat group, the gatekeeper of the underworld released a new task: Zhang Fan must kiss any girl in the class for one minute within six hours. Seeing this content, my face changed, and my eyes suddenly became dull. I didn't expect the task to be my turn again. This time, the mission is very similar to Liu Fei's last time, the only difference is that one is to have s*x and the other is to have a long kiss.

For a while, I held the small bottle and looked around with a pale expression on my face.