The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 993 Meet the ghost teacher again
Someone suddenly stops you and tells you to follow me, will you follow him?
That ghost stopped you from saying that?
This whole scene, which is mysterious and full of weirdness like a connection with an underground party, made me a little uneasy.

Who is this guy?No matter, the soldiers came to cover the water and the soil, and I stopped struggling, and Yun Ruo and I got into this ghost car.

The car started and flew like flying on the street. I stared at the ghost driving. This guy was also wearing a white shroud. I couldn't see his appearance clearly. I could only vaguely analyze that this was a old man.

The car soon stopped in front of a mansion, the old man stopped, turned to us and said, "Get out of the car."

This house looks simple and beautiful from the outside, and the younger generation who wants to burn the house for this old man is also a caring person.

But when we walked into the yard, I found that I was bewitched by the retro look of the yard. This old man's descendant is definitely not a good bird. If nothing else, he came to this yard. Often, foreign girls with different looks can tell that the older generation is pure nonsense.

Why do you say that?

Because the yard is very large, it is exactly the same as the decoration in the mansion. There is a large swimming pool and a row of tables on the wooden floor by the pool. The tables are full of various fruits. What are you busy with.

Beside those babes, there are ghost children in twos and threes.

There are so many children, all of them are like the little dead children I have ever seen, ranging from three or four years old, seven or eight years old, and even ten years old.

There seemed to be twenty or thirty of them, and those foreign girls were waiting on the sidelines as if they were serving their ancestors.

However, these babes are not ghosts of real people after death, but some mechanical movements, looking like inflatable dolls.

This is the biggest difference between a dead ghost and a burnt offering, the authenticity.

Most of these foreign girls are dark skinned, either African or Filipino maids. With such a strong taste, can this old man bear a bird?
According to the aesthetic point of view of the people I know, the vast majority of Chinese people still prefer classic beauties with yellow skin and dark eyes. This guy is burning so many African babes because he wants the old guy to stop in the underworld.

As soon as we came in, the babes all stood up and bowed to the old man, showing the high status of the old man.

Those children stood up in awe when they saw the old man coming in.

But the old man just nodded slightly, stretched out his hand to press down, let the children sit down, and then took Yun Ruo and I directly into a luxurious room in the villa.

I won't go into details about how luxurious this room is. Anyway, it was all burned in the sun room, so there should be a lot of it.

After entering the house, the old man casually tore off his white shroud and threw it on the sofa. He walked over to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of Erguotou, poured two glasses, handed me a glass and said, "Drink it, brat burnt. come."

I took the wine glass and looked at the old man's neat suit, white hair, and peaceful face. He seemed to be familiar but I didn't know where I had seen him.

It's not that I lost my memory. My memory has been restored, but I really can't remember where I have seen this old man.

"you are?"

Holding my wine glass, I asked hesitantly.

The old man was very kind, with a serious face, but amiable, and looked more like a strict teacher.

"You really don't remember me?"

The old man said with a smile.

Even if it is a ghost, his face is very pale, but this smile can still give people a very comfortable feeling.

Seeing still very confused, the old man smiled and said: "Yes, people like you must have seen too many ghosts, it's normal not to remember me, but I remember you very much, remember it very clearly, it's you who solved me That trace of obsession sent me to the underworld.

It's just that although I have left the podium where I have fought for many years, I still refuse to let go of that obsession.

You have no impression of me, but I have a deep impression of you. When I saw you on the street today, I recognized you at a glance.

The ugly parade said that two souls have come to the underworld. I think, it is very likely that it is you and the one next to you.

Although I know that death is inevitable, but with your ability, your age, and your past actions, I think you will definitely not die.

So I decided that you are the two living souls, right? "

I was speechless for a while. As a ghost who lives here for a long time, I will naturally understand some of the rules of the underworld, and I will also see people's past very thoroughly. His analysis is not unreasonable, but what is he? who?I still can't remember.

"I haven't remembered yet? Maybe you have experienced too many things at a young age!"

The old man took a sip of Erguotou with a smile, took out a small blackboard and a box of chalk from under the sofa, wrote and drew on the blackboard and said, "About 2000 years ago..."

I was stunned for a while, the perpetual calendar algorithm in this underworld is indeed a bit fierce, but think about one day in the world and one year in the underground, the old man said that it was 2000 years ago, and it complements each other, so as to show the long history of the past!

I counted, 2000 years ago, according to the calculation of Yangjian, 360 and five days in a year was 360 and five years. In 2000, it took about six years of Yangjian time, that is to say, when I was fourteen or five years old, fourteen or five Is that my junior high school, or did I know this old man when I first entered high school?

"2000 years ago, I was teaching on the roof of the dormitory for old students in County No. [-] Middle School!"

When the old man said this, I suddenly woke up and remembered.

That night, on the roof of County No. [-] Middle School, a dilapidated penthouse, that night of hard teaching, that night of discussion.

The wax torch turns into ashes and tears begin to dry!
That's right, I remembered, this old man is the ghost teacher I sent away at that time!

For a time, I didn't even know what to say. It was such a coincidence that I put him in a bottle of mineral water, and later asked my grandfather to send him to the underworld. Unexpectedly, he still has no Reincarnated and reincarnated, but settled down in the underworld.

Just, this mansion?This car, and those babes outside?
The old man seemed to see my doubts, and said with some feign anger: "It's not that dead child. During that time, it was like a twitch. He burned me these foreign things every day. I don't like it like this, but the death The children's name and surname were burned, and they couldn't stop it, so it had to be like this.

Don't you know, I haven't been to the underworld since I died, but the children in my family thought I was in the underworld. I don't know how many things have been burned for me. I came to the underworld to take a look. Oh my god, there are so many. "

The old man stretched out his hands, made a big circle, and said exaggeratedly.

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