I was raised by the BOSS in the infinite copy

"Did the little ball be thrown in the dungeon?" Guiming was still asking the kid, with a anxious tone: "Do you remember where you threw it?"

The kid shook his head, and looked at Guiming innocently and blankly.

Perhaps Guiming's tone of voice was a little serious, and Xiaopi, who was already a little shy, trembled, almost sticking to the kid's back, even more frightened.

This made Gui Ming soften his tone, afraid of scaring the introverted kid: "...Think about it carefully, where was the last time you saw the little ball?"

The little ghost was wrinkling and thinking without squinting his eyes, Xiaopi grabbed the little ghost's clothes tightly, almost tearing off his already loose school uniform.

Guiming said, very softly: "Xiaopi, you don't have to be afraid, brother, I'm not talking about you..."

It was good that he didn't talk to Xiaopi, but when he made a sound, Xiaopi jumped up like a frightened bird, his whole body began to tremble, and he buried his head on the kid's back.

Guiming was startled by him, shut his mouth quickly, and took a step back.

Xiaopi stopped trembling when he was silent, but he didn't raise his head.

Guiming didn't dare to speak anymore, he glanced at the kid, and the kid looked at him innocently.

Guiming: "..."

Teacher Zhang walked over slowly with long legs, but Teacher Miao, whose legs were not as long as his, had to speed up to keep up. When he got there, Teacher Zhang asked, "What's going on?"

Guiming yelled: "Mr. Zhang, it's okay, it's just that my brother's little ball seems to have fallen into this dungeon..."

Teacher Miao's gaze fell on Xiaopi's body, his eyes were a little complicated, mixed with a little sympathy.

Teacher Zhang said: "It might be that I can't find it. The school bus will leave soon. Forget it, it might be almost fate."

Guiming sighed with some pity. If he had known that the ball would be gone in a short time, he would not bother to brush it so clean.

Teacher Zhang comforted, "It's okay. Although your brother lost a toy, he has an extra friend, doesn't he?"

What he said was indeed quite reasonable. Guiming felt that he was indeed comforted. The little ghost was excluded in the village in the early years. Even if the villagers changed his mind later, the little ghost didn't have any friends of the same age, just like Like him, since he was a child, few people dared to come to him.

Unexpectedly, the little ghost accompanied him to an evening class and even made a friend. Although, this friend was a little shy and a little afraid of him.

But it's also a friend, isn't it?

Guiming smiled at Teacher Zhang who was comforting him, and then couldn't help asking: "Teacher, what happened to the extra person just now?"

Teacher Zhang said lightly: "It's okay, your teacher Miao counted wrong. He was not good at math since he was a child, and he is still the same now."

Teacher Miao next to him: "..."

But Guiming looked at him, even if he wanted to kick this Zhang's ass again, he could only put on a smiling face in front of Guiming at this time, although the smile was a little too stiff: "Yes, yes, I Wrong number, ha ha." The laugh behind him was a bit like gnashing of teeth.

The glasses behind Mr. Zhang's glasses were slightly bent, and he told Gui Ming and the others: "Since there is no problem, let's go back to school."

Gui Ming nodded, Teacher Miao asked the children to line up at the front, and boarded the school bus as they did when they came, and Teacher Zhang stood at the end of the queue.

When they came, Guiming and the little ghost were at the end of the line, but now there was an extra Xiaopi, and Xiaopi was very afraid of Guiming, so he had to let the little ghost stand with Xiaopi, he and Mr. Zhang stand together.

Xiaopi put his head down and quickly got into the car, deliberately keeping a distance from him, and he also pulled the kid forward.

Guiming felt a sense of loss when he saw his son being abducted by his wife, and his eyes were a little crazy.

He didn't see Teacher Zhang, who was standing beside him, suddenly raised a fox's tail behind him, swept it behind his back, and then retracted it, just in time for the school bus door to close.

Gui Ming seemed to feel something, and couldn't help but look at Mr. Zhang next to him. Mr. Zhang was holding a thermos cup and was opening the cup. He was blowing smoke solemnly. He felt Gui Ming's gaze and said without raising his head: "Go and sit in your seat, the car is about to leave."

Originally, the seat where Guiming sat was occupied by Xiaopi, so Guiming had to sit with Teacher Miao and Teacher Zhang, which made him a little cautious.

Teacher Miao talked a lot. She glanced at him, probably because she saw his restraint, so she broke the silence with words: "How does it feel to have evening class for the first time?"

Guiming was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he was asking himself, and he said dryly: "It's okay, it's okay."

"Don't you feel scared?" Teacher Miao asked again.

Gui Ming said: "...Maybe I feel okay if I stay with everyone, but if I'm alone... I still feel a little scared."

Teacher Miao just laughed.

Guiming was a little embarrassed, but he was really curious: "Mr. Miao, is there really a ghost in that dungeon just now?"

Teacher Miao said, "Yes."

"Well, what do they look like then?"

Teacher Miao can’t say that most of the students sitting on this school bus are actually ghosts, just like what you saw. He knew that Guiming would definitely not accept what he said, so he said perfunctorily: “It’s just ordinary, just like ordinary ghosts. People look about the same..."

"Oh—" Guiming said in a long tone, "That's okay."

Teacher Miao couldn't help but say a little more: "In fact, many ghosts are very fragile, really!"

Guiming felt that he was coaxing himself: "Huh?" Vulnerable?ghost?

Teacher Miao nodded seriously: "Yes," he felt the need to talk to Guiming, "Don't think that ghosts are the kind of movies and novels that can't hurt, but in fact, ghosts themselves, because they have no entity, their bodies It is very erratic, and it may be blown away by a slightly stronger wind, so it is usually kept in some real objects so that it will not be injured."

Guiming has an expression of knowledge.

Teacher Miao continued: "These objects where ghosts are placed are generally very important to ghosts. They need to constantly moisten the objects with Yin Qi. After a certain level, the objects moistened by Yin Qi will feed back to ghosts, making their bodies more solid."

Guiming is just like seeing into science, he can't help being fascinated. He himself is afraid of things and can't help but be curious. He can hear Teacher Miao's popular science. It feels less scary and more interesting. A scientifically based sense.

Sure enough, everything is scary because of the unknown.

For example, in ancient times, they did not understand the world they lived in, so they created gods one after another, thinking that thunder was the god's anger, and rain was the dragon king's giving.

I found out later...

Oh.

It is the process in which water turns into water vapor, and then turns back into water after being condensed by condensation.

Instantly no mystery.

There is also a little dullness, and sure enough, anything is most interesting only when it is imagined.

But at the moment Guiming is still in the stage of feeling the magic, and it will always be a while before he sees it again. He watched Teacher Miao chattering with sparkling eyes.

"Oh--"

"So it is!"

"Then how to nourish the Yin Qi?"

Teacher Miao said: "Places with a lot of yin, such as blood-stained objects, such as grave soil in graves, and corners that are not exposed to sunlight all year round, are better places for nourishing yin, like ours. The school has a dedicated Yin Qi cultivation garden, where the bodies of many students are stored."

Accidentally slipped the tongue, Teacher Miao's complacent expression froze in an instant.

It took Guiming a while to receive what Teacher Miao said, and at that time: "..."

He felt that he was staying calm, but his voice had already started to tremble: "...body?"

Teacher Miao felt that everything was really inappropriate for him today. He was not a person who could hide secrets, and the car overturned frequently today... It was all because Zhang Chunhu, a bastard, was not a good person, and gave him such a hot potato.

Facing Guiming's slightly terrified gaze at this moment, he could only explain with a dry smile: "Cough... After all, the school recruits students for all dungeons, and some students are ghosts, yes, it's quite normal... ..."

Guiming didn't know what to say anymore.

Although he usually faintly feels that there are many things wrong with his school, he always persuades himself that it is just his wild imagination. You can see that he has not encountered anything for so many years, which means that he has watched too many ghost movies. speculation.

Then you told him that there were really ghosts in his school...

There is a ghost ah ah ah ah ah!He goes to school with ghosts!Maybe a student he bumped into on the road is a ghost!

Even though Guiming was already roaring in his heart at this time, because he was too shocked, his expression showed a blank and dazed expression.

Teacher Miao wanted to make amends, but didn't know how to make amends, so she frequently winked at Teacher Zhang.

Teacher Zhang, who had finally seen enough excitement, said slowly: "It's okay."

He said "it's okay" in a very understated voice. For some reason, hearing Teacher Zhang's voice, Guiming felt as if he was being suppressed by a force, and he suddenly became ascetic.

There was no shock and fear just now.

He is very calm now, although he doesn't know why he is calm.

But he really didn't feel the slightest fear, or he didn't feel any emotion, he turned his head to look at Teacher Zhang, just looking at it calmly.

Teacher Zhang said: "There is a girl named Hu Fangfang in the class." Seeing Guiming's blank face, he knew that he didn't remember other people's names at all, so he simply mentioned the characteristics: "It's always wearing hair, The girl whose hair is messy and feels like it can never be washed."

Gui Ming's eyes recovered a little, expressing that he had an impression.

Teacher Zhang said: "Then one day her hair suddenly became smooth and smooth, and you stayed on the human hair for a while that time."

Gui Ming said that he remembered it completely, but what he didn't understand was: "I remember that she seemed to be afraid of me? I just glanced at her twice, and she cried?"

Teacher Zhang said "hmm": "Because you took the person out of the faucet, washed it with shampoo and put it in the sun, so that the person almost couldn't even change back into a human shape, so you put it in the yin garden to raise it." It took a long time to raise it well, and since then I never dared to tap the faucet, do you think she is not afraid of you?"

Guiming: "..."

Teacher Zhang said: "Look, ghosts are actually not that scary. Compared with ghosts, you are much scarier than them. Since then, the ghost students in the class have been very honest and never dared to dig into the faucet in the middle of the night. Playing a prank to scare the classmates."

As a head teacher, he didn't feel sympathetic at all, and even nodded to Guiming appreciatively: "It's much more useful than my repeated attempts to catch ghosts."