"Dapeng, why did you get up so early today?"

"The college entrance examination is over, so there's no need to get up so early. Just have a good rest."

"You just need to live at Teacher's house just like your own home and don't see anyone else."

The door opened, and Teacher Li, dressed in home clothes, appeared in front of Zhang Dapeng with a big smile on his face.

It’s still the same Teacher Li, who is particularly concerned about students’ lives and studies.

Seeing Teacher Li like this, Zhang Dapeng was stunned for a moment and subconsciously looked at Teacher Li's hand.

There was no kitchen knife in her hand.

What's going on?

Zhang Dapeng was a little confused and asked instinctively: "Teacher Li, just now I thought I heard you...sharpening a knife?"

"Yes." Teacher Li replied naturally: "The knife is too dull and needs to be sharpened."

Looking at Teacher Li with a natural expression, what Zhang Dapeng recalled in his mind was the voice that made his hair stand on end.

He was still a little vigilant in his heart and asked: "Teacher Li, what are you doing sharpening your knife this early in the morning?"

"Chop the ribs."

Teacher Li explained with a matter-of-fact expression:

"Why don't you sign up now? You can be considered a child growing up under the teacher's watch."

"The teacher wants to let you have another delicious meal cooked by the teacher before moving away."

At this point, Teacher Li suddenly realized it and said with an apologetic expression: "Did the sound of my sharpening the knife wake you up? That's really not a good teacher... You should relax more at this time."

Looking at Teacher Li who looked apologetic, the vigilance in Zhang Dapeng's heart slowly dissipated.

"Did I hear wrongly?"

"Audio hallucinations caused by ghosts lying on bed?"

"But...why is it so real?"

Although he relaxed his vigilance, Zhang Dapeng was still full of doubts. Looking at Teacher Li, who didn't see anything strange in front of him, Zhang Dapeng had a forced smile on his face:

"It's okay. I woke up when I woke up. I just went to the school playground to run two laps."

"Teacher, please be busy first."

After saying that, Zhang Dapeng hurriedly walked outside as if avoiding the god of plague.

Teacher Li quickly followed up and kept saying, "Okay, come back early. Teacher will make you pork rib soup at noon."

"Okay, I understand."

As Zhang Dapeng walked towards the door, he glanced into the kitchen with the door wide open.

Everything is fine in the kitchen.

The kitchen knives are neatly placed on the chopping board, and a crock pot for stewing soup is also placed on the gas stove.

Everything looks very normal.

Zhang Dapeng took a deep breath, smiled on his face, nodded politely towards Teacher Li, opened the door and went out.

But what he didn't know was that the moment he closed the door, Teacher Li in the crack of the door suddenly had a strange smile on his lips.

…

It's already dark.

Being blown by the cold morning wind, Zhang Dapeng became much more energetic.

In the public toilet of the school, Zhang Dapeng smoked cigarettes one after another.

Although his studies were pretty good, his smoking made him a big problem in the eyes of his class teacher and one of the representatives of bad boys.

However, Zhang Dapeng doesn't think there is anything wrong with smoking. When you are tired from studying, can smoking a cigarette refresh you?

If the school hadn't repeatedly banned smoking and teachers from the Academic Affairs Office would regularly inspect it, Zhang Dapeng felt that he could have smoked more.

"Hiss~"

"This place is the best smoking spot..."

Taking a deep breath of the cheap cigarette and smelling the faint smell of feces and urine, Zhang Dapeng didn't know when he started to get used to smoking in the toilet.

Stimulated by nicotine and cold wind, Zhang Dapeng's head became sober.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

Whether it was the pressure on the bed that made me almost suffocate to death, or Teacher Li talking to himself while sharpening his knife, it was all too real.

"If you encounter anything wrong, remember to call me."

By some strange coincidence, Zhang Dapeng suddenly thought of what Zhang Tong said last night.

At the time, it sounded like a courtesy.

But at this moment, Zhang Dapeng, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this sentence might be implying something to him.

It seemed that Zhang Dapeng's body made the decision for him without any judgment by his brain, and he dialed Zhang Tong's advice.

…

"Your damn gentleness makes my heart burst into tears."

In the hotel room, Zhang Tong was staring at a test tube suspended in mid-air, exercising his subtle control over his mental power.

The sudden ringing of the bell scared Zhang Tong, and the test tube fell to the floor with a bang, turning into pieces.

"I'll change the ringtone for this call soon!"

With an annoyed look on his face, Zhang Tong took the phone and saw that the caller ID on it was Zhang Dapeng, and a bad feeling arose in his heart.

"Hey, Dapeng, what's the matter?"

After picking up the phone, Zhang Tong sat down on the bed, ready to receive a huge amount of information.

Zhang Dapeng on the other side of the phone did not disappoint Zhang Tong. He stumbled a little and even said incoherently:

"Zhang Tong, I feel like something is wrong with Teacher Li?"

"I heard her sharpening a knife this morning, saying she wanted to kill me."

"But when I got up, what I saw was that everything was normal."

"Oops... I guess I was too stressed during the college entrance examination. I drank some wine with you yesterday and got confused."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm smoking in school, what are you doing?"

The preface does not match the postscript, and as soon as I finished speaking, I rejected it.

Such incoherence, if Zhang Tong had not experienced those ghosts, he might have laughed it off.

But it was precisely because of experiencing those ghosts that Zhang Tong realized that something strange might have happened to Zhang Dapeng.

However, Zhang Tong still said calmly:

"Me? I just got up."

"Just as you said, Teacher Li, I haven't seen her since the college entrance examination. I'll go over there in a while. Are you at home?"

On the phone, Zhang Dapeng's obviously nervous voice sounded:

"Ah? Are you going to Teacher Li's house?"

"Ah...I...I'm going for a run in school, smoking two cigarettes and then going back."

"Don't worry, what about that? I'm going for a run, so I won't tell you anymore."

Toot toot…

Listening to the busy tone coming from the phone, Zhang Tong's eyes flickered: "Are you scared? Yes, after all, I'm just a high school student..."

After a moment of silence, Zhang Tong suddenly stood up, walked to the door and started to change his shoes.

"Killing people... It seems that this ghost is not a good person."

"A total of six people went to KTV yesterday? I wonder which one I am..."

"And Teacher Li...how could he kill someone?"

Zhang Tong whispered to himself, his heart beating violently.

He didn't know what he would encounter when he went to Teacher Li's house.
Chapter completed!