supernatural unit

Chapter 39 School Ghost

In fact, Zhang Wan didn't expect much from Professor Zhang when he first asked.

This person is a professor of medical school, how much can he understand about supernatural things?

But what I didn't expect is that now it seems that people not only understand, but also seem to understand a lot.

... Zhang Wan stretched out her hand and scratched her neck, feeling a little uncomfortable.

His idea was very strange, and he didn't know why, it seemed to be a sense of resistance from the bottom of his heart.

Don't want to see someone stronger than Qin Ye?Or do you not want anyone to take Qin Ye's place in your heart?

In short... Zhang Wan himself is a little confused.

He tried his best to alleviate this uncomfortable feeling, thinking that no matter how powerful Professor Zhang was, he would definitely not be as good as Master Qin, so the resistance in his heart was finally suppressed a little.

"What's wrong? What happened to you?"

Professor Zhang asked again, Zhang Wan looked up at him, and found that he was looking at him kindly.

He quickly stood up again, trying to give him his seat.

"Professor Zhang, sit down, sit down and talk."

After hearing what Zhang Wan said, he rolled his eyes and smiled again, "No, I can just stand."

The two looked at each other, and Zhang Wan was hit by his smiling eyes.He leaned on the backrest in a panic and sat back on the chair, staggering a bit on the way.

Really, this is really a coincidence...Professor Zhang is not as handsome as Master Qin, but when he smiles, he is really as good-looking as Master Qin.

His eyes are very expressive, as if there are flowers blooming inside, which is more impressive than a flash in the pan.

This kind of smile, from the heart, gives people a sense of relaxation, which is particularly eye-catching and natural.

Every time Zhang Wan sees him smiling, she wants to look closely at him, trying to figure out how good his smile can be seen.

But Professor Zhang is obviously not Master Qin.

I am not familiar with him.

Zhang Wan tried his best to stabilize his mind. He reached out and touched his neck, and then scratched the back of his ears. The small movements were so many that the elementary school teacher was so angry that he was told to go out and stand for punishment.

"Professor Zhang, where are you going?"

Zhang Wan randomly found a more normal question and threw it to him. Professor Zhang thought for a while and said:

"I have something to do, too. I want to go out."

He returned Zhang Wan's perfunctory answer intact. After hearing this, Zhang Wan felt a little familiar, and was taken aback for a moment before he remembered that he had said it.

"Ok."

He turned his head again, looked out of the window quietly, with no place to put his fingers, and touched the scar on his neck again.

"Zhang Wan, the wound on your neck... is still hurting?" Professor Zhang hesitated for a moment and asked.

The injury on Zhang Wan's neck is quite conspicuous. The injury on the neck looks particularly shocking.

Because it was the injury left by opening his eyes, when Zhang Wan mentioned it to Fatty and the others, he only said one sentence, and did not mention anything else.

Everyone knows that this is taboo, so they didn't ask carefully.

After touching the slightly protruding scar with her fingertips, Zhang Wan lowered her head to block it.

"It doesn't hurt, it's just a little itchy occasionally."

"..." Professor Zhang heard the words, but didn't ask any further questions, but nodded clearly.

Ever since she opened her eyes, Zhang Wan's respect for those who know these metaphysics has almost doubled.Cowardly like Wei Wen who only knows to be afraid is not counted, at least it has to be someone like Professor Zhang who understands but can still keep calm.

It was already very close to the Exorcism Bureau, and the two of them didn't say anything after that, and Su Zixin called when they were about to arrive at one stop.

Zhang Wan didn't want to answer it at first, but she touched the screen with her finger and got connected by accident.

No way, he had to put the phone to his ear.

"Hello? I'll be there soon, don't rush."

Su Zixin heard Zhang Wan say that he would arrive soon, hesitated for a while, and then said, "Did you really enter Jitian Apartment during your summer vacation?"

Zhang Wan felt that there was something wrong with his words, and quickly asked, "What's going on?"

"This matter is very complicated. My sister just got a piece of information from his colleague. She also wants to ask you to find out something."

After Zhang Wan heard about Jitian Apartment, he couldn't be calm anymore. He originally wanted to ask Su Zixin to learn more about what happened, but that kind of thing is more sensitive. He immediately thought of the ghost bus, and then realized that he was Still on the bus, my heart felt hairy for a while, so I put away my curiosity and nodded stiffly.

"Then...let's talk when we meet."

"Zhang Wan, you must pay attention to safety on the road." Before hanging up the phone, Su Zixin reminded her again.

"What the hell are you trying to say! What's wrong? It won't have anything to do with me!"

Zhang Wan is now sensitive and suspicious, and he can't stand being frightened, and his tone is a little panicked. Su Zixin heard the uneasiness in his words, and quickly explained:

"No, the school matter definitely has nothing to do with you...Zhang Wan, don't worry about it, I'll wait for you at the gate of the Exorcism Bureau."

Su Zixin's increased speed of speech made Zhang Wan feel uneasy anyway. He knew that there must be something behind this that he was hiding from him, but he couldn't say what it was.

In short, it is definitely not a good thing related to Jitian Apartment! ! !

Zhang Wan really couldn't tell what it was like now, so he nodded and said to the phone, "Understood, thank you."

The voice on the other end of the phone was still very nervous, and he didn't know what the other party knew, so he was so nervous.

"You're welcome, come here quickly!"

The anxious tone immediately made goosebumps on Zhang Wan's arms. He closed his eyes and gave a hum, then hung up the phone directly.

Thinking about her dream and the scary rumors at school, Zhang Wan felt even more strange.

He thought for a while, then got up and stood beside Professor Zhang.

"Professor, do you know why sometimes people's dreams have some subtle coincidences with reality?"

The distance between the two was only a bus handrail, and Zhang Wan looked at him so closely, confirming once again that he was not the Master Qin he knew.

Although they are similar in size, their looks are completely different.

"Which explanation do you want to get? Physiological or metaphysical?"

Professor Zhang looked at him with a very calm expression, probably because of his strong aura, Zhang Wan felt that he was not as nervous as before.

"This..." Zhang Wan thought about her situation, and felt that this situation should be more inclined to the second one, so she said, "Let's talk about metaphysics."

After receiving Zhang Wan's reply, Professor Zhang organized his language and began to speak quickly.

"It can be explained from three aspects: First, dream psychic. When you were asleep, you had a psychic with the ghost near you, so you saw what it had seen before. For you, this is just a Dreams, but these things really happened in reality, and the ghost who communicated with you has seen it with his own eyes."

"Well, this is indeed a kind of overlap." Zhang Wan stroked her chin understandingly, thinking about whether this fits her own situation.

"The second is direct engagement. It can be interpreted as, while you're sleeping, you're connected to something that's happening."

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"It means that you observed the whole process of the incident in the dream. After waking up, you thought you had a dream, but when you investigate, you may find that the incident you dreamed of The thing happened not long ago, all the details are exactly the same, you can see it as you dream.”

"Fuck." Zhang Wan was dumbfounded, he grabbed Professor Zhang's hand and frowned.

"Professor! I, I feel that the situation I encountered is a bit like the second one you mentioned!"

"Really?" Professor Zhang smiled, and he was not unhappy when Zhang Wan suddenly grabbed his hand, giving the impression that he was very easy-going.

"Really!" Zhang Wan's mood suddenly became complicated, "Didn't there be a case in our school this afternoon? Let me tell you, I feel like I dreamed about the dead! She is asking me for help!"

Professor Zhang showed a puzzled expression, he did not speak, but waited patiently for Zhang Wan to speak.

"Although it is very similar to the second type you mentioned, there should be some discrepancies between what I dreamed and what actually happened at the scene. Because my dream was very abstract, and that place does not look like a crime scene."

Zhang Wan's speech was a bit incoherent, and he tried hard to think about how to express his next sentence in order to get it right.

With such a mysterious matter, Zhang Wan felt that it was already difficult for him to understand it himself, and it was even more difficult to translate it into language for others to understand than to learn a foreign language from scratch, so he had to rewrite his own language from scratch. Thoughts sorted out again.

"The thing is this. This afternoon, I dreamed of a girl I saw last night. She stood where we met and stretched out her arms to call for help."

"How should I put it, actually I didn't recognize that person as her at first, because she has hair all over her head, as if there is no front, and it looks like there are backs on both sides."

"After a while, she suddenly did it herself and pulled out all the hair on her face. Only then did I see her face clearly, and then I woke up."

Speaking of this, Zhang Wan himself felt disgusted, and the image of long hair on his face came back.

That weird and weird feeling made Zhang Wan's scalp tingle a little, just like trying to see countless small round holes piled up together in trypophobia, making people just want to reach out and touch their face to confirm whether it is normal or not. Also grew this kind of thing.

Seeing Zhang Wan's disgusted expression, Professor Zhang reached out and patted his arm, signaling him to get out quickly.

"Do you wish to know your connection to the events of this afternoon?"

"Correct!"

Zhang Wan stared at him seriously with wide eyes, nodded again and again, "I have been sweating coldly since I woke up this afternoon, and I feel very uncomfortable."

Professor Zhang took off his hand from Zhang Wan's arm, and there was an inexplicable sense of mystery in his expression.

"Then how about listening to me about the third explanation?"

"I'm listening! I'm listening, Professor Zhang, please speak!"

Zhang Wan is now completely a younger brother, with an open-minded and studious appearance of listening to the class seriously.

Professor Zhang always had a slight smile on his face, but even so, it still couldn't relieve the tense cold sweat on Zhang Wan's forehead.

"Shike Eye Hospital reminds you that the Exorcism Bureau station has arrived. Passengers who get off the bus should pack up their belongings and get off as soon as possible. Please don't be crowded when getting off..."

Before Professor Zhang said the third item, Zhang Wan had already arrived at the destination.

Turning his head to look at the opened bus door, Zhang Wan suddenly became a little anxious. He glanced at Professor Zhang and said:

"Professor Zhang, how many stops do you have?"

"Why, where are you?"

"Um……"

"It's okay, you go first."

During such a conversation, the bus door was about to close.

Seeing that he couldn't get out of the car immediately, Zhang Wan hurriedly yelled "wait a moment" to the driver, then hurried to the door and jumped down.

"Professor Zhang, tomorrow! I'll ask you the third question tomorrow!"

He stood on the side of the road and yelled at the bus, and Professor Zhang on the bus nodded to him.

At that moment, when Zhang Wan raised her head and looked at him through the window, she felt as if she saw Qin Ye.

He froze for a second, and after chasing the bus for a few steps, he felt that his eyes had returned to normal.

The person standing on the car did have only a very ordinary face, gentle, but it didn't have any impressive features.

Except for those beautiful eyes.

After standing still and looking at the direction where the bus disappeared, Zhang Wan thought for a long time, closed his eyes, and pressed his forehead hard.

...It seems that I really think that Master Qin is too crazy.