Chapter 938 The Returnee's Notes 12

"I heard that Lao Ming sent one of his teachers to the denunciation stage. Do you know how that teacher died?"

The boy drew out his words, whetting everyone's appetite, while Xie Ning silently stared at the Chinese teacher outside the window, his hand nudging Qiu Tong'an, who was facing the desk behind him.

The three of them kept their heads down and spoke in hushed tones, completely unaware of the teacher coming to inspect from the shadows outside the window, nor of the suddenly quiet classroom.

"Ah Ning, don't move." Qiu Tong'an grabbed Xie Ning's hand and urged the boy to continue, "Tell me, how did you die?"

Before the boy could speak, a cough came from the side. The boys stiffly turned their heads and met the teacher's gaze outside the window, then stiffly turned back and awkwardly buried their heads in their textbooks.

Seeing the teacher heading towards the door, Xie Ning whispered a reminder, "Tong An, you're holding your book upside down."

"Oh no, I'm doomed..." Qiu Tong'an was on the verge of tears, but she was still the class monitor. She should have known better than to daydream. Look at how dark her Chinese teacher's face was.

In the end, except for Xie Ning, the three of them were called out, and the sound of scolding could still be heard from afar.

When Qiu Tong'an returned, tears were still in the corners of her eyes, showing that she had been scolded badly. She hugged Xie Ning's waist and wailed softly, "Ah Ning, I'm so miserable, I need some delicious food to comfort me, sob sob."

Xie Ning's subordinates were busy working on their problems and were also distracted in answering Qiu Tong'an's question, "The little wontons by the bridge?"

"Mmm! Add another sauerkraut bun!"

Xie Ning often went to the wonton stall at the bridgehead for breakfast. After all, a full bowl of wontons only cost three yuan, vegetarian buns cost 50 cents, and meat buns cost one yuan. It was delicious and cheap.

Qiu Tong'an lives at school and doesn't get to eat much good food, so she often asks Xie Ning to bring her some snacks from outside. She also brings Xie Ning lots of snacks every time she goes home on weekends.

After evening study ended, Xie Ning didn't rush out of the classroom to go home like everyone else. Instead, she continued reading for a few more pages and waited until there were fewer people before heading to the bicycle shed.

The school buildings provided illumination along the way, so she didn't need her small flashlight. However, the light dimmed after passing through a water-filled area.

There were few people around, and the sound of dripping water could be heard clearly. Suddenly, a tall, dark figure appeared in front of them. Xie Ning turned on her flashlight, and the figure slowly turned around.

The man looked haggard with lifeless eyes, holding a stack of test papers in his hand, which must have been the test questions he had taken today.

"Teacher Ming." Xie Ning greeted him loudly. There were actually other people in the bike shed, who also called out "Teacher" as they passed by Lao Ming.

However, Lao Ming didn't respond to anyone. He just stared straight ahead, muttering to himself, "Why?" Xie Ning noticed something was wrong and took a few steps back.

She was a beginner and couldn't immediately tell what the other person was like. Just as Xie Ning reached into her pocket to take out a talisman to test the waters.

Old Ming suddenly regained his senses, "Xie Ning?"

His eyes glazed over for a moment, then his face turned pale, and he ran to the nearby trash can and vomited.

Xie Ning didn't linger; he hopped on his bicycle and sped home.

She wasn't stupid; she could tell from Lao Ming's eyes that something was wrong. She had only learned a little bit of the basics and dared not linger any longer, lest she get herself into trouble and suffer a greater loss. It was safer to go back to the old lady.

After all, the old lady said that she is not yet ready to act alone, and if anything seems wrong, she should run home and get help.

Those of them don't just stand by and do nothing when they encounter trouble; if they can't beat someone, they call for backup.

So Xie Ning rode his bicycle very fast. Fortunately, the old lady was home today, and Wang Ze also came. He came to ask for some incense and brought some talismans with him.

The old lady squinted at Xie Ning and pointed to the doorway leading to the backyard. "Go wash up first. You've attracted something unclean. You'll get sick later."

Xie Ning suppressed the words that were about to slip out and quickly took a shower in the bathroom.

Incense was lit in the bathroom, and there was also homemade medicinal liquid to wash away some things when taking a bath.

Wang Ze had gotten up to leave, but he immediately sat back down, wanting to hear what happened next.

The old lady didn't chase him away. After all, he was a young man, and it would be good for him to broaden his horizons.

Xie Ning came out drying her hair, not caring about her appearance anymore, and recounted what had just happened at the old lady's prompting.

She didn't know Lao Ming very well, but she knew that he was a sporty and clean person. However, Lao Ming just now had a bit of a stubble, and his eye bags and dark circles were very heavy, as if he hadn't slept well for a long time.

The old lady didn't immediately analyze the situation for Xie Ning; instead, she raised her chin, gesturing for Wang Ze to speak.

“I think this sounds like possession by a spirit, and... it should be a symptom of possession by a spirit of an unnatural death.”

Seeing that Xie Ning didn't understand, Wang Ze explained the basic symptoms of spirit possession to her, some of which were even animal spirits.

Being possessed by a spirit is very difficult to break, especially a spirit from an unnatural death. Moreover, Wang Ze suspected that the spirit and the possessed person must have some other relationship.

Otherwise, according to Xie Ning, Lao Ming should be the kind of person who is not easily possessed.