The first level is cold, the full level is resurrected

"There was a particularly dark time in our recent human history."

"At that time, human beings used to live in panic, because they were particularly afraid of a kind of existence, the ghost."

"Born out of treachery, they are cruel, bloodthirsty, and treat human beings as food."

"At that time, every night at five o'clock, everyone closed the door. It's not like now, and they are still wandering outside at three o'clock in the middle of the night."

In the modern classroom, the elderly history teacher pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose, looked at the group of students in front of him, and told the stories from the history books.

As expected, the students had blank expressions on their faces.

"Is it really that scary?"

"That's right, teacher, I used to hear from my grandparents that there were really ugly and scary ghosts at that time, but why did they all disappear later?"

"Yes, yes, is the ghost really eating people?"

Looking at the innocent faces in front of him asking questions innocently, the history teacher sighed softly.

He shook his head and asked the students a question: "How old do you think the teacher is?"

The history teacher was newly transferred. He looked about sixty or seventy years old, dressed plainly, and always carried a thermos with him in class.

Like most older teachers do.

The junior high school students didn't know how old the newly transferred teacher was, and they were eagerly guessing his age.

"Sixty?"

"seventy!"

"Impossible, my grandma can hardly walk at the age of 70, and the teacher walks like flying, at most 50 years old!"

"50 years old is still very young, how is it possible that all the teachers have white hair?"

Listening to the students' discussion, the elderly teacher showed a kind smile on his face: "It's not right, you should guess a little bigger!"

The students were shocked.

"70 years old is not enough to fight?"

"Teacher, you are not eighty, are you?"

"Still teaching at [-]? The teacher is really amazing!"

"The teacher is in such a good health, how do you take care of it? My grandma drinks those deceptive health teas at home every day. My parents always say that she doesn't listen to her."

After the students guessed almost the same, the teacher said slowly: "It's not right, I'm almost 98, can't you tell?"

There was an uproar in the classroom.

Everyone can't believe it.

"Teacher is almost 100 years old?"

"Impossible, deceitful, how can you still move at the age of 100?"

"There is an ancestor in my family who is also 100 years old. His health is not as good as the teacher's, and he still has amnesia."

The history teacher then said slowly: "The disaster 70 years ago brought a nightmare to the whole world, and also caused special changes in the bodies of some people, making us healthy and long-lived. The teacher is one of them. However, people are mortal, and in a few years, maybe the teacher will be really old."

Old here refers to death.

The junior high school student put away his unbelief, and immediately subconsciously said: "No, the teacher is healthy and healthy, and he will live for decades."

"Yes, yes, the teacher will definitely live for decades!"

"Live till I grow up, get married and have kids!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Loud laughter erupted in the classroom.

Some people were impatient: "Teacher, tell us quickly, why you can live a long and healthy life, what changes have occurred in your body, how did the group of ghosts appear and disappear?"

"Except for history classes, few people talk about these things in other places. Everyone says that the time before was too dark to tell us children."

"Ah, teacher, tell me quickly."

Look at their little faces full of curiosity.

The teacher sighed, thinking of the distant time.

The ghosts all over the world suddenly disappeared, and all the monsters in the ghost hunters disappeared and became ordinary people.

But their bodies are filled with monsters and partly changed. The ghost hunters who were lucky enough to survive will live longer than ordinary people.

He used to be a ghost hunter.

The scene of fighting the ghost monster seems to be still in the past. The old man's clear eyes flashed memories one after another, and he began to slowly tell them about that dark time.

Even though human beings subconsciously want to bury this dark past and bury that fear deeply, it happened after all. Only history class can teach people to remember the past.

As for the ghosts being transformed by human beings, no school would say this.

Today's kids don't need to know this.

When the teacher talked about the previous stories, his eyebrows were beaming. The students seemed to be able to experience that kind of battle, but they were instinctively horrified and disgusted by the appearance of the monster described by the teacher. Someone asked curiously: "Teacher, aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid, why not afraid?"

Speaking of rising, the old man picked up his thermos cup and took a big sip to moisten his throat: "At that time, the teacher entered the ghost city because of a little mistake. The first time I saw the monster, I almost didn't freak out. Think about it. Things are rushing towards you to eat your flesh, are you not afraid in your heart?"

"what--"

The students hissed sickly.

Probably imagined such a picture through the teacher's narration.

"Then how did you escape, teacher?"

There was a look of nostalgia on the old man's face: "At that time, teacher, I was lucky. When I first entered the strange city, someone helped me. Although that person left the next day, I was lucky and met my old friend again. Brother. Old man, I have nothing else in my life, but my life is good. I survived until the end of the catastrophe by hugging my brother's thigh. My brother, he came back to see me a few years ago..."

He hesitated for a moment, thinking of that young face that hadn't changed for decades, he didn't say anything else, just said: "I felt that he was a powerful person from the beginning, but it turned out to be exactly as I expected."

"Wow, teacher, your brother is so powerful?"

"Teacher, where is your brother now?"

The teacher smiled and shook his head: "You don't need to inquire about my private affairs. It was a long time ago. In short, we can be vigilant and remember that time, but you should enjoy the life now. I was born At that time, I was not as lucky as you, when I came back from the neighbor's house at night, my calves would tremble, for fear of encountering ghosts."

"The teacher is timid..."

"Hehehe, yes, we are definitely not afraid!"

Seeing the innocent smiles of the children in front of him, the old man smiled and shook his head.

That period of time has passed too long. If it weren't for some historical materials, who would believe it.

In just a few decades, the world has undergone tremendous changes again, and mankind has now officially started to fight in outer space.

I don't know if his brother will meet again one day.

"Jingle Bell……"

When the get out of class bell rang, the old man beckoned. All the students stood up and bowed to the teacher together: "Goodbye, Teacher Guo."

"Goodbye, classmates, I will continue to chat with you next time."

Holding a thermos cup with his hands behind his back, he walked out of the classroom slowly.

The students waited until he walked out before leaving the classroom fighting with each other.

On the projected screen blackboard, it was written:

[Class [-], Grade [-], history class: Guo Yunlai]