After Bai Yueguang disappeared, I was forced to become a ghost hunter

When Luo Zhanwen woke up, she was lying in the hospital, and Luo's mother was peeling apples for her. Just like when she was a child, she and her sister were sitting on a high stool, with four little feet dangling, waiting in line to eat .

At that time, my mother always gave her the cut apple first, and then gave it to my younger sister. Once, Luo Zhangxi stretched out her little hand to ask for the first piece of peeled apple, and her mother said, "Give it to my sister first." After that, my sister never reached out again.

Rong Zhen and Zhang Xingke came to see her just now. Teacher Rong was limping a little bit, and everyone was fine. They just told her and her family calmly that their sister would not come back.

"Wenwen, eat an apple." Mom gently handed the apple to her, but Luozhanwen didn't eat it, so she put the first piece gently on the table without moving.

"Why don't you eat?" Mom was a little puzzled.

Luozhanwen suddenly looked at the piece of apple and burst into tears.

She had a long dream. In the dream, the younger sister hated herself, hated herself for taking away all her favorite things, and hated herself so much that she wished she would die. . .

Luozhanwen has never seriously considered what the younger sister wants for her soul offering?She thought that her younger sister was just stimulated by Shen Nan, she wanted her younger sister to come back to life and ask her carefully, what exactly does she want?

But at this moment, she looked at the piece of apple and cried bitterly. As a sister, as a parent, they never really cared about Luo Zenxi.

In an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent.

It's just that there is no chance anymore, no chance to wake her up, and ask little Zhangxi why she reached out for the first piece of apple given by her mother.

Maybe, no chance, okay.

Outside the door, the two men withdrew their gazes together, Zhang Xingke's dark eyes narrowed, "Mr. Rong, where did you say Luozhanxi's notebook went?"

"Which book?" Rong Zhen didn't realize it for a moment.

Zhang Xingke: "The notebook full of thoughts."

"I haven't seen it." Rong Zhen replied truthfully, he had checked carefully in Luo Chanxi's room, and he had never seen such a notebook.

Zhang Xingke snorted through his nostrils, "I didn't lose the tape, but why did I lose the notebook?"

Rong Zhen heard something else from this sentence.

"How could the red rope used for sacrifice be taken by mistake?" Zhang Xingke leaned against the wall and continued, "It's a coincidence that each person has one, so they took the wrong one."

Rong Zhen raised his head and stared at the conspiracy theorist, and they looked at each other for a while.

The truth, maybe too cruel.

Zhang Xingke's eyes said, "Don't think so well." But his mouth didn't say it. The eyes of the person opposite him were very clean, and there was a stream in it, the kind of stream that would glow with golden spots in the sun.He couldn't bear it, so Young Master Zhang patted the dust on his pants, "Let's go, go back and rest."

Young master Zhang stretched his waist in the air, stretched out his arms dog-leggedly, helped Rong Zhen up, and patted the dust off his body.

Rong Zhen's bones were misplaced. Although he was taken back, Zhang Xingke forced him to stay in the hospital for observation for a few days, and he stayed in the hospital where Luo Zhanwen was.

Young Master Zhang adheres to the principle that I am not bothered by others, and that I have beautiful women on my heart.Rong Zhen was hospitalized, so he took the opportunity to go to the hospital every day, delivering food today and fruit tomorrow, and when he was free, he would sit and read with Rong Zhen, Rong Zhen read, and he watched Rong Zhen.

In his heart, Young Master Zhang highly praised his behavior of not catching Teacher Rong that day, and created so many opportunities for the two of them to be alone.

The light from the hospital window hit Rong Zhen's face softly.

"My beauty is so beautiful." He said to himself.

Rong Zhen didn't have such complicated mental activities. He just felt that it was better than nothing if someone gave him free meals. In fact, his health was fine, and he could be discharged from the hospital in a day or two.

He doesn't talk much, and spends most of his time reading. The school has asked for leave, and Zhang Xingke is here. Naturally, he can ask for a few days if he wants.Rong Zhen's mood became more complicated when he thought of how difficult it was to criticize his fakes in the past.

This decadent capitalist young master is swinging his legs up and dangling on the recliner in the VIP ward. Smoking is not allowed in the ward, and he is itchy all over. "Shen Nan came a few days ago, and you fell asleep. He said he supported Went to the earthquake-stricken area, when I asked for leave for you yesterday, I heard from your Principal Zhou that he was very brave, like scratching children on the ground, desperately."

Rong Zhen put his hand on the book, and replied, "It's good." He was a little absent-minded, since Zhao Yilong digested the "clown" that day, he never came back, it has been almost a week.

Zhang Xingke admired him with squinted eyes, "Zhanwen will go after we agree, but Uncle Luo can't hold her back, so I promise her and let her go."

Rong Zhen: "Oh."

Teachers, preaching, accepting karma and solving doubts, what the teacher does, the students learn,

Our Teacher Jiarong is really a good teacher, Zhang Xingke sighed, but he talks too little!

But this is also good. After being hospitalized for a week, there were only a handful of people who came to see Rong Zhen, except for a few colleagues. Zhang Xingke was thinking beautifully. The door of the ward seemed to have a telepathic connection with him, "Bang Bang bang" sounded.

Zhang Xingke couldn't stay any longer, so he immediately jumped up from his chair, "Hu Lan, this little girl just came, I'm starving to death!" Zhang Xingke wanted to cling to Rong Zhen 24 hours a day these two days, so the hard work of delivering meals fell to the little girl. On the fox, she dared not speak out.

Unexpectedly, when Zhang Xingke opened the door, there was a girl at the door, but she was far worse than the top beauties like Hu Lan.

The little girl looked familiar, and asked timidly, "Rong Zhen...does Teacher Rong Zhen live here?"

Could it be the student who has a crush on Rong Zhen? Zhang Xingke is as vigilant as a cat when he encounters danger, and his hair explodes all over. "Little girl, who are you?"

"I am Mr. Rong's neighbor and also his student. My name is Meng Yu. I heard that he has a broken bone. Come and see him."

After hearing this self-introduction, Zhang Xingke didn't relax at all, "Neighbor...then why do you want to come and see Teacher Rong?"

"Teacher Rong...helped me..."

Neighbor, help!Zhang Xingke looked at this girl, and finally remembered that he was the little girl who was possessed by a female ghost last time, "It's you..."

Meng Yu was baffled, she was sure that she had never seen Zhang Xingke, this man is so handsome, if she had, she would definitely be impressed.

The handsome guy on the opposite side was not in a hurry, blocked the door, and didn't intend to let her in. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one, and lit it. His black jewel-like eyes pierced through the clouds and mist, staring at her. To myself, "Then what do you Teacher Rong do at home?"

Meng Yu: "Teacher Rong... usually... huh?"

Zhang Xingke smiled, and continued to ask, "Is he usually alone, doesn't he have a girlfriend or something?"

"Ah. This... I don't think I've seen it before." Meng Yu didn't know why he answered his question.

Zhang Xingke: "Oh...then how often does he go out? Have you ever seen him bring someone home?"

Meng Yu: "No."

So poor Meng Yu went through half an hour of interrogation with "speech skills", and finally pushed open the door of Rong Zhen's ward, and walked in with Zhang Xingke.

Zhang Xingke had already put out his cigarette, and strode in, "Mr. Rong, your neighbor came to see you."

When Rong Zhen saw the visitor, he greeted her gently, "Meng Yu."

Meng Yu smiled timidly, and from time to time turned the corners of his eyes to stand in the corner, staring at her Zhang Xingke, "Mr. Rong, I heard that you broke your leg. Let me come and see you."

Meng Yu took the bone soup, and the little girl heard that she could make up for it with what she drank, and she wished she could give Rong Zhen a month's salary to stew in it.

Meng Yu: "Mr. Rong, I'm sorry. I didn't know that Zhanwen's matter was so complicated. I should have known... When she asked me... I refused."

Rong Zhen: "It's okay, it has nothing to do with you."

Meng Yu: "I went to see Zhan Wen just now, and I feel that she is in much better condition. Even if such a terrible thing, Teacher Rong can solve it.. solve it.. also.. with effort."

It took Meng Yu a long time to find an adjective.

Rong Zhen had already jumped out of Zhao Yilong's missing thoughts at this time. After thinking about Meng Yu's words, he realized something was wrong, "What terrible thing? How did you know? Did Luo Zhanwen tell you? "

Meng Yu lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I read today's newspaper. It said yes. It said that our school had... Happened... Terrible supernatural events..."

"What?!" This time it was Zhang Xingke's turn to jump up.

"What newspaper? What the hell?"

Before Meng Yu could answer, a group of people rushed in from the ward and answered for him, humming loudly, almost breaking the door of the ward. snap.

reporter!

Zhang Xingke: "What are you doing! VIP ward!"

"Mr. Rong, I heard that you single-handedly solved the haunting incident of Xijing University that had been pending for so many years!"

"Mr. Rong, is the damage to the sculpture at the north gate of the administrative building of Xijing University related to this incident?"

"Mr. Rong, what sect and sect did you come from? What does it have to do with the Zhang family in Longhu Mountain?"

"Mr. Rong, you are a celestial master. For so many years, you are willing to be an ordinary university teacher. Why?"

More and more outrageous.

"What are you doing! Does anyone care?" Zhang Xingke said as he walked ahead to block the intruders.

Pushing and shoving with both hands, he knocked a bunch of people out of the door.

Rong Zhen was stunned watching from the hospital bed, "It's really powerful." Teacher Rong was convinced.

"Young Master Zhang, what are you doing! It's me! Don't hit me! Oops! My four or five hundred lipsticks!" Hu Lan twisted her waist and squeezed in.

Zhang Xingke took advantage of the gap to let her in, and closed the door angrily with a "bang".

Zhang Xingke: "What are you doing outside? What are you eating?!"

Hu Lan: "Master Zhang, you really have no conscience. If I hadn't blocked it for you, how many people would have come in?"

Zhang Xingke: "What do you mean?"

"The outside world is surrounded by the media." The little fox practiced himself, picked up the phone, and turned to the first page of a certain hot search, "Xijing University Rongmou Night Breaks the Ghost Building", "The untold story between me and the ghost in the administrative building" , "The mysterious family boss Rong Mou is lurking in Xijing University—he only wants to kill harm for the people."

Zhang Xingke leaned over to have a look, "What is this?"

Hu Lan: "It was the last time we were at school. I had already dealt with the scene. I don't know where the unscrupulous reporters caught the wind and got the gossip... and then exaggerated it..."

"Speak briefly." Zhang Xingke interrupted.

Hu Lan: "Okay, to put it simply, Mr. Rong became popular because of ghost hunting."

Rong Zhen sat up on the hospital bed, "Me? On fire?"

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