Aaron's words made me wonder, what is true or false, what does he mean?

I hurriedly pulled Aaron and squeezed out of the crowd, but Shao Peiyi didn't move.

"What did you say just now? What is true?" I asked Aaron.

He looked at me, then looked at the side, and whispered to me mysteriously: "Do you still remember the ghost story I told you a few days ago?"

"Ghost Story?" I was a little confused and shook my head. What kind of ghost story?

Aaron lowered his voice again and said, "It's that. He slept in the middle of the night and found someone on the wall staring at him..."

I widened my eyes: "I'll go, he's the hero in that ghost story?"

"Yes, it's him, the second child in the dormitory of 315. After he said it last time, no one took it seriously, but looking at it, it seems that there is really... Hello, why are you doing..."

At this moment, a sudden shout from the crowd, I turned around and ran over, squeezed into the crowd again, and saw several people holding the boy's hands and feet hard, and Shao Pei squatted beside him, making a pair of chopsticks from somewhere, and was trying hard to sway the boy's fingers.

Oh, it turns out that he can do this trick, pinch the middle finger of chopsticks and drive away evil spirits. I watched with interest. The boy was pressed hard by several people and didn't struggle much. He just grinned by Shao Peiyi's chopsticks, rolled his eyes, and arched his whole body, and occasionally let out a cry that seemed to be crying and laughing.

Just as Shao Peiyi widened his eyes and stared at the boy's reaction, he kept increasing his strength in his hands, but it seemed that he didn't work much. As he heard a bang, Shao Peiyi almost fell down his butt. It turned out that the chopsticks were broken by him.

It doesn't matter if the chopsticks were broken. The boy who looked at him just now suddenly screamed, kicking and kicking his hands and feet, and then broke free from several people who held him down. At the same time, he stood up and looked at him again, but something was wrong.

It's like the look of a mentally ill looking at someone.

The people watching the fun around shouted and spread out in a big circle. The boys all got up and looked at each other, not knowing whether to rush up or what to do.

When I saw that the situation was not good, I quietly put on the blood jade ring. Of course, I didn't plan to use the blood spell for him. I thought I could use the spike of the blood jade ring to give him a while. No matter whether he was possessed by a demon or had a mental illness, I had to lie down obediently.

Shao Peiyi also got up, and rushed over from behind the boy with a cold look, strangled his neck, and shouted to me: "Quick!"

I don’t know what he told me to do soon, but I didn’t hesitate and rushed over with a quick step. The boy was struggling desperately. I saw his chin and hit him with a right hook.

However, at the critical moment, I hesitated, and the spike of the Blood Jade Ring retracted. At this time, there were so many people around me. If I punched him with blood, I would have to pay for medical expenses when I turned around...

Bang!

My punch hit his chin firmly. I heard a soft sound from Kara, accompanied by a scream. The guy became honest at that time, and his eyes rolled and he fainted.

Shao Peiyi looked at me in surprise, and I looked at him helplessly and shrugged.

At this time, the school doctor finally rushed over. The old man rushed over with two security guards last time, squatted down and slid the boy's eyelids, listened to his heartbeat, and finally pointed at the boy's chin and asked, "Who did you hit this?"

I looked around and everyone stopped saying a word, their eyes were focused on me, and they smiled bitterly, "I, I beat me, he just..."

The old school doctor glared at him: "It's all classmates, why are you so cruel? Even if you have some conflicts just now, are you so cruel? The bones almost broke!"

The bones almost broke? I widened my eyes and looked at my own hands. I remember that I didn’t seem to be so desperate just now, right? Although I used a lot of force, I wouldn’t break the bones.

Seeing me stunned, Shao Peiyi continued to say, "Uncle, you misunderstood. We are not fighting. Just now, this classmate suddenly seemed to be hysterical, crying and laughing, his eyes straightened. Someone went over to ask him and wanted to arrest people, so we just wanted to stop him..."

The boys who were helping each other were also hurriedly testifying to us, saying that this is true. So many people were watching. It was really not a fight. If I hadn't knocked him out with a punch just now, he would have hurt someone.

The old school doctor believed it, but he didn't say much to us. He immediately waved his hand and asked the two security guards to carry the person to the infirmary. The boys obviously had his friends and roommates, so they followed them together. There were still many very lively people, and they all rushed to run. In a blink of an eye, the people downstairs of the dormitory left clean.

Shao Peiyi and I didn't move, looked at each other, and said in unison: "Yuan Fang, what do you think?"

As soon as we finished speaking, we laughed and I said, "Is he a ghost?"

Shao Pei nodded, but shook his head again, and said in confusion: "It's like, but not very similar. The people on the ghost are very strong, but when we held him down just now, he didn't struggle much. Someone called his name, and he turned to look. It was not until later that I broke the chopsticks that he suddenly became crazy. Fortunately, your punch is, but your punch is more effective than mine."

I smiled at him: "You don't even look at what kind of broken chopsticks are. They are convenient for chopsticks at one time, and you also want to exorcise evil spirits?"

He said: "But even if it is convenient for chopsticks, it is also chopsticks. I am in my hometown and use chopsticks to pick up the middle finger to drive away evil spirits. I have never missed it, but this time...

I shook my head and said, "That's not a ghost, nor is it an evil person. Simply put, he must have been frightened."

Shao Peiyi didn't understand and asked me: "Scared? Stop making trouble for you. The frightened person should be stupid, have a fever and are ill, and is confused. How could he be like this?"

I smiled and didn't explain much. When I was young, my grandfather had treated many people. I had seen all kinds of strange things. I had seen the boy's condition just now.

I remember that he was a seven or eight-year-old child. Because of ADHD, he was often scared by adults in the middle of the night. Today he said to be honest at night, or if the ghosts would come to catch you, tomorrow he would say that the neighbor next door made a monster and don’t go out to run around. Later, it was even more scary. The child’s grandmother passed away, but the family would always tell the child that your grandmother had come back to catch you.

Over time, the child became very timid. Whenever there was a turmoil, he became suspicious. Even if there was a shadow under the light at night, he was so scared that he cried.

Over time, the child becomes a little silly and often talks to himself in the air alone, as if he is talking to someone, and will make sounds that seem to be crying and laughing at night.

My family gradually became a little scared, so they said that the child was making a fuss and often saw ghosts, so they sent it to my house for grandpa to see it.

As a result, my grandfather just opened his eyes and looked at it for a moment, then knocked the child on the head with a cigarette pot three times, and said that the family said that the child had nothing to do with him, neither making any evil nor any sneaky follow him.

The family members were anxious and told them all the stories of the child from childhood to adulthood. After hearing this, grandfather shook his head silently and said to the family that this child was ruined by you.

It turns out that if a person is often influenced by some thoughts, his spirit will change accordingly. The child has heard from an early age that there are ghosts here and monsters there. Grandma comes back to catch him at any time. The child has a deep mark and shadow in his heart. He says it once or twice, but he may not care, but for a long time, the child believes in his heart. No matter what he sees, he will automatically think about the ghost. Even if a gust of wind blows, he will think that some ghost is passing by. The candle shadow shaking under the lamp. He will think that grandma is coming back to find him, so he often talks to himself alone, crying and laughing, and suspicion.

To put it simply, the child is scared. If he uses scientific words to explain it, it means that the child has been instilled with too many thoughts in his subconscious, which leads him to force himself to believe that what he imagines is true.

So, those who like to tell ghost stories to children when they are fine, and those who scare children in the middle of the night should be careful. You should know that ghosts are born from the heart. After talking for a long time, even if there are no ghosts, there will be ghosts in their hearts.

Grandpa once said that this is also a taboo.

The boy's situation just now looked a bit like the frightened child, because if he was possessed by evil spirits and had a ghost on his body, I would not be able to knock him out with one punch. Even if his chin was broken and the evil ghost occupied his body, he would not feel any pain. If I punched him, it would only be even more fierce.

However, something must have happened to the boy to do so, and he once said that there was a grimace on the wall beside the bed and stared at him with his eyes.
Chapter completed!