Li Yun seemed to have shown his true form, exposing his ghost's identity. His body, which was so translucent that it could reveal the scenery, looked like a classic trick-obsessing effect in horror movies.

Uncle Li was really scared and stood up with concern. He wanted to hold Li Yun's body, but his hand stretched out directly passed through Li Yun's arm. This is another typical special effect of a ghost movie. Although Uncle Li has not watched many horror movies, he also knows that this is abnormal.

Since they applied for their ID cards, they have never encountered such a problem again.

Even before applying for an ID card, they were not such obvious characteristics.

"Xiao Li, Li Yun!" Uncle Li called twice before seeing Li Yun come back to his senses.

The spirit returns, but the body is still the same.

Li Yun followed Uncle Li's sight and looked down at his body.

His feet are still there, from head to toe, in a unified translucent state, not a ghost without feet.

Yi Xin came over, circled Li Yun in surprise and doubt, and looked him up and down many times. She asked, "What have you done? What are you doing just now?" Her eyes rolled and she looked at the computer screen.

The video that Uncle Li just opened has been played, and the screen remains on the black screen.

Uncle Li also recalled, "Is that some kind of spell? Why am I okay?"

He said this and did not dare to replay the video.

Yi Xin didn't have so many concerns, so she just took the mouse and clicked to play again.

Huangfu Quan appeared in the picture, and the figure quickly disappeared out of thin air.

"Huh?" Yi Xin clicked again for the second time, "It seems that this is not a special effect. It's a real ghost."

Her eyes were much better than Uncle Li.

Xue Xiaolian also came to the computer at some point and nodded in agreement, "It's a real ghost."

"What kind of spell is it? Can it be cracked?" Uncle Li asked a very traditional question.

Yi Xin and Xue Xiaolian shook their heads together.

Yi Xin said: "I don't know."

Xue Xiaolian replied: "It doesn't seem like a spell."

The two of them didn't look at each other, and they pondered and watched the video twice.

"Not a spell."

This time, the two made a statement in unison.

Uncle Li was even more worried.

"It's not a spell, why is Xiao Li like this? Is it important for him to do this?" Uncle Li asked, turning to look at Li Yun, "Xiao Li, sit down first-"

He subconsciously wanted to support Li Yun again, but then he thought of his hand that had just passed through Li Yun's body, so he stopped moving.

Li Yun shook his head? Looking at his body and said, "I'm fine. That? It's not a spell. It's just that moment... there were too many thoughts..." He said, covering his forehead? He pressed his heart again.

Fear, excitement, confusion, anxiety, loneliness, urgency...

All kinds of emotions filled his heart.

And those emotions? They don’t belong to him.

He has not felt this kind of emotion in others. It is just that everyone he has contacted before? No matter how complicated his mind is, there are traces to follow. Even if he is frightened and abnormal? The chaotic thoughts and fearful emotions also have their own unique rules. To be honest, emotions without roots and no reason? That is Li Yun’s own thoughts during the last Yu Mingxing incident. That is Li Yun’s own emotion. He doesn’t know what he is afraid of, but he knows that he is afraid, and he probably knows what causes this fear.

This time it was very different.

It seems that many people are conflicting with each other and their own independent emotions?                                                                                                                       

"It's like schizophrenia." Li Yun could only think of this explanation.

He doesn't know much about mental illness. He often talks about depression in modern people. He just throws it away after watching popular science. "Schizophrenia" is the "knowledge" he gained from suspense horror movies. Li Yun just thinks that this word is the most appropriate to describe those emotions and thoughts, and it is also a more accurate description he can think of.

After Li Yun finished speaking, he shook his head and denied what he had just said, "No? It's more like... it's more like reincarnation and rebirth, drinking Mengpo soup before reincarnation."

He recalled? The figure became more transparent, "It's him? But every one..."

Li Yun's eyes fell on the computer screen.

The computer that had no touch started to move on its own.

The finished video plays again.

The picture was frozen on Huangfu Quan's face.

There was a silence in Huangfu Quan's eyes.

He knew the truth about himself.

Li Yun also knew about it.

"He is..." Li Yun murmured? "He is another Xu Haijun, another Cai Chaoyang..."

Losing yourself? The ghosts living in the stories passed down by people.

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In 1885, Huangfu Private School was established, and the fund-making was a local landlord named Huangfu. He donated a small house in his house, hired an old local scholar, took in several poor families in the village, and taught them to read and write. The private school held a class for half a day every day, providing a meal, two steamed buns and a plate of pickles. These alone made Huangfu Landlord widely praised and became a famous charity in the village.

Soon after, Huangfu Private School received support from many gentry and expanded into a regular school with two houses. It was also influenced by Western missionaries, and added courses such as arithmetics to the school. In 1914, several foreign missionaries were welcomed to be school teachers. The private school changed the scope of enrollment, taught people to listen, speak, read and write in English, opened religious courses, and built a nanny church, adopted orphans, became a church school, and was also renamed as St. Paul's School. Huangfu Landlord and other gentry sent their children to the school to study.

In 1915, a child of the Huangfu family hanged himself in the school. Huangfu Landlord was furious and a complaint sued the missionaries in the school to the yamen. Before the lawsuit had begun, rumors spread throughout the countryside and panic. Many students were lost to St. Paul's school. Not long after, the missionaries left overnight without saying goodbye, and even left many babies crying in the nursery hall. The lawsuit was naturally incomplete. The school changed back to its original private school model and its name was also changed back to Huangfu Private School. Huangfu Landlord personally presided over the resumption ceremony with his old body in his seventies. However, in just two or three years, natural disasters and wars came one after another, and the people fled with their families, and the Huangfu family was not spared. Since then, the Huangfu family has never returned to their hometown, and they don't know whether they died or settled elsewhere.

In 1934, the local government decided to set up a school. After a survey by the newly transferred parent official, he circled the two vacant old houses and built Shien Junior High School, and started enrolling students and classes again.

During the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, Shien Junior High School, like many schools at that time, had undergone several turmoil, closed, relocated, suspended classes, and reopened...

At the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, Shi'en Junior High School was completely stabilized and opened a high school department, renamed Shi'en Middle School.

After that, the history of Shi En's high school introduced by Brother Yao.

Li Yun stood in front of the iron gate covered with withered vines at Shi En High School, feeling a lot of emotion.

Uncle Li stood side by side with him. After hearing him say it, he asked curiously: "Is this what Huangfu Quan... experienced?"

"It cannot be said that it was all his experience. His personal experience is a very small part, and the other part is heard from the truth..." Li Yun's answer was a little vague.

His translucent body passed through the iron gate, stepped on weeds all over the ground, and entered Shien High School.

Uncle Li still had his ID card on his body, so he could not walk through this unscrupulously. He could only avoid the hard vines and penetrated through the open gap of the iron door.

"Then is the dormitory building?" Uncle Li looked at the dormitory building that had been dug out of a corner.

Li Yun nodded, "There is the teaching building ahead. Further forward, there is the sports warehouse."

It is also the destination of their trip.

"...The original two rooms were expanded to a new classroom next to the founding of the People's Republic of China. The house itself had not been moved. It was not until the founding of the People's Republic of China that it was rebuilt. Later, it was pushed into a playground, and later a sports goods warehouse was built on it..."

Li Yun knew everything about what happened in Shien High School.

Those are Huangfu Quan's "memory".

Before Huangfu Quan woke up, these memories were deposited in the depths of his soul, and he "lived" in a daze. But when he woke up, many memories rushed to emerge, impacting his heart and outlined the historical changes of Shien High School.

"It's there." Li Yun looked at the sporting goods warehouse in the night.

The small square house is more dilapidated than the teaching building and dormitory building, the door is missing, the walls are cracked, and the dead branches that are clinging to the walls are sparse.

Li Yun drilled into the hole-like door, took out his cell phone, and turned on the flashlight.

Uncle Li followed closely behind and just went in, he saw a big hole in the ceiling and the moonlight falling along the hole.

The light of the flashlight and the moonlight intersect, separate, and fall on the broken wall.

There was a man standing there.

Huangfu Quan, wearing Shien High School uniform, faced the wall with his back facing Li Yun and Uncle Li.

It's a bit scary to see a ghost in such a place at night.

Uncle Li himself is also a ghost, and he is surrounded by Li Yun, a translucent ghost who is more scary than Huangfu Quan, but he is still shocked by Huangfu Quan.

"Huangfu Quan." Li Yun stopped and shouted from afar.

The back shaking slightly.

Huangfu Quan slowly turned around and looked at Li Yun and Uncle Li in confusion.

"Who are you...?" Huangfu Quan asked hoarsely.

Li Yun didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Uncle Li replied: "We are the editors of 'Strange Talk'."

Huangfu Quan was still confused, "Strange talk... strange news? Are you friends with that Brother Yao?"

Just by listening to this name, you can guess something.

Huangfu Quan realized it later and saw Li Yun clearly.

His expression changed, and he stared at Li Yun even more dazedly, "Are you a student? I don't know you. Who are you?"

"My name is Li Yun." Li Yun introduced himself, "We, uh, our company runs an online account, and the 'strange stories' mentioned just now...is similar to a newspaper." Li Yun thought for a while and found an explanation that Huangfu Quan could understand.

"I know the Internet." Huangfu Quan said unexpectedly, and squeezed out an ugly smile, "I know... the Internet... the Internet self-media? Is it a Weibo, a public account, or a short video? Or, a live broadcast like Brother Yao?" He smiled, with a desolate smile.
To be continued...