Weird recovery, I can't hide my god's identity

Chapter 32
The news that Li Zhijie ran into A Piao eventually spread.

The reason is that he has been suffering from high fever.

It stands to reason that with the current level of medical treatment, after taking the medicine and taking the bottle, it should be fine.

But just can't go back.

The doctor was puzzled by this.

In desperation, Zhang Ke, a colleague, had to whisper what happened last night.

The old doctor in the rural health center is not as rigid as the big hospital in the city. When he heard that this matter was beyond the scope of science, he said: "This situation is a bit troublesome. It's better to find someone with some skills to ask, otherwise it will drag on, Mr. Li. I'm afraid my body won't be able to bear it."

The so-called asking is usually asking a witch or a fortune teller.

Those with a little skill can see what's wrong, but most of the world is pretending to cheat money.

"You show me the way."

Teacher Zhang is sincere.

"how to say."

The old doctor scratched his head: "Now we talk about science. In the past, the medical level was insufficient. Many people held a barefoot doctor's manual, learning and saving people while learning, but using all effective methods. Like a child who suffers Frightened and high fever persists, there are things like calling the soul or asking rice, whether it works or not is a matter of opinion."

"In the past, there was a very famous grandmother in the south of Orange County. Unfortunately, she passed away two years ago, and her descendants did not inherit this business. Those in the town are not afraid of offending people. They are all scammers, and none of them has real skills. Maybe you can go to Ask Maedamura."

"Maedamura? Who are you looking for?"

"Look for their village master."

"Master?!"

Zhang Ke was stunned.

……

Zhang Ke nervously told the dean about the matter.

Unexpectedly, instead of reprimanding him, the dean asked another teacher to accompany him and hurriedly took Li Zhijie there.

Zhang Ke drummed in his heart: "It seems that this school is indeed not very clean."

Both he and Li Zhijie came here in the past two years, so they don't know much about the past.I wanted to ask other people, but I avoided talking about it, it was very taboo.

Looking at Li Zhijie's dazed look again, his mood became more and more depressed.

……

"Little boy, excuse me, let me ask how to get to Jingzhu Temple?"

Chen Zhenji was setting up a ladder to pick the yellow-skinned fruits, when suddenly someone came over and asked.

Turning his head, he saw that he was a very polite young man, quite polite.

I didn't want to talk to him at first, but the other party called him handsome.

Have a vision!
Chen Zhenji asked back: "You are not from our village, are you?"

It was Zhang Ke who asked the way, and he sneered: "It's really not."

Chen Zhenji was curious: "Then why are you going to Jingzhu Temple?"

Zhang Ke said vaguely: "Ah, my friend is a little uncomfortable, and the hospital can't solve it."

At this moment, just as at that moment.

Chen Zhenji cheered up: "Meet something unclean?"

"Forehead……"

Zhang Ke smiled wryly, what should he say.

"Teacher Zhang?!"

Suddenly, Chen Zhenji's cousin's son yelled from the balcony on the second floor next to him.

Zhang Ke looked up, suddenly: "Chen Zixuan, so your home is here."

The little boy chuckled, and quickly hid in the house, not daring to come out.

The leather child is still a little afraid of the teacher.

"It turned out to be a middle school teacher."

Chen Zhenji was stunned, and waved his hand: "Hey, what a big deal. You go along this road until you reach the place where there is a bluestone slab in the small ditch on the left, and you will be there when you walk in the direction of the bluestone slab. Don't worry, your friend is fine. .”

"Thank you!"

Zhang Ke ran back in a hurry, and together with his colleagues, carried Li Zhijie to the direction Chen Zhenji said.

Chen Zhenji stared at it twice: "It seems that the situation is not serious."

"Chen Zixuan, come out! I have something to ask you!"

"Why are you looking for me? I'm busy."

The eldest nephew came out of the house, playing the king with his mobile phone in his hand.

"How do you talk to Uncle?"

Chen Zhenji went up and kicked his ass: "Those who were just now were your teachers?"

The eldest nephew dared not speak out: "The one who spoke is our head teacher, and the other two are Teacher Li and Teacher Huang from the next class."

"How's your reputation?"

"Everything is okay, but it's a bit strict. If you don't attend class, you will be scolded, and if you are caught playing with your mobile phone, it will be confiscated."

"It's better to be strict. The students don't listen to the class. What do you want to do?"

"I want to be a professional e-sports player!"

"Get out! Turn around and let your father beat you to death!"

You are a golden dish, so you have the guts to imitate others and become a professional player?

Let's talk about it after getting 100 stars of the king!

After bullying the children, Chen Zhenji sent a message to Chen Jingle: "Boss, just now, a person from another village brought a friend to ask where the Jingzhu Temple is. I guess they have encountered something similar to my nephew. Do you want it?" to see?"

Chen Jingle replied "Oh", and there was no more to say.

Chen Zhenji was so angry: "Dog thing, little sister is not as cold as you, you want to CPU me?"

It is impossible for you to get what you want.

……

After Chen Jingle received the news, he immediately opened the game map.

However, I did not see the task prompt.

Chen Jingle fell into deep thought: "Is there a possibility that the harm level of this incident is too low, so the system did not release the task?"

Just like Brother Ji and his nephew last time.

It's an accident, but the object of the harm is not within the range of weirdness. In this case, naturally the task cannot be generated.

In fact, Chen Jingle guessed right.

Not all existences that cannot be explained by science are considered weird.

Some are just filth, some are evil spirits, and some are pictures of soul thoughts.None of this would be detected by the Civil Affairs Bureau's instruments.

It's like fireflies can be seen in the dark, but ants can't.

The presence of ants is too low.

What Li Zhijie encountered this time was to take a picture of the soul.

The so-called photo of the soul is a memory image of the deceased during his lifetime, which will only appear under certain conditions.

For example, it has been widely known that when you pass through a certain tunnel in a certain city at a fixed time, you will see a little girl with braids passing by in the middle of the road.

It can only be said that Li Zhijie's luck is a bit "good", and he just meets the conditions for the video trigger.

Ordinary people are frightened when they encounter this kind of situation, and they will be fine after a few days. However, his physique is relatively weak, and because of close contact, he will fall ill.

Explained from a metaphysical point of view, it is a lost soul.

"Let's have a look first, if it's not good, then ask again."

……

Magical to say.

Zhang Ke and his colleagues carried Li Zhijie to the small Jingzhu Temple, when Li Zhijie regained consciousness.

"Brother Zhang, where is this?"

"How are you?!"

Both Zhang Ke and the other teacher stared wide-eyed.

Turtle, is it so immediate?
Li Zhijie touched his forehead, it didn't feel hot at all: "It doesn't seem so uncomfortable anymore."

Zhang Ke checked his body temperature and found that he was not hot anymore. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that I'm fine, but it scared me enough. Don't say anything, hurry up and say goodbye."

have to say.

After this incident, several people's world views have changed a bit.

The next story is that the corridors of the dormitory building of the town middle school are all equipped with headlights, and the lights are brightly lit every night, and then the uncle in charge of the dormitory will pull the shutters uniformly when the lights are turned off.

Li Zhijie is also planning to find a relationship and transfer to another school. He doesn't want to stay in this place anymore.

It was a nightmare.

……

"I heard that the town middle school is going to find someone to do a ritual after the students have their holidays."

Chen Zhenji moved a rocking chair out of the yard, squinting his eyes.

Why is it so clear?
Because the dean of Xinfeng Town Middle School is from Qiantian Village.Moreover, the small town is such a big place, and everything will be spread around the first time.

"Don't worry, the matter has been dealt with." Chen Jingle responded casually while watering the potted Bougainvillea in the yard.

Chen Jingle has already learned about the matter of taking pictures with the soul.

I just didn't expect there to be another little story.

(End of this chapter)