"Okay, students." Seeing the students sticking their heads out to look outside, the head teacher quickly waved and called them in. "After we get here, follow the arrangements before departure and listen to the class monitor. Go and salute first, and then we'll gather and eat."
"good."
"knew."
Everyone responded.
After a while, the bus stopped at the gate of Zhushan Village.
Because they had greeted them before arriving, two villagers were waiting for them at the gate of Zhushan Village.
One was a middle-aged woman wearing simple cotton clothes, and the other was a teenager about the same age as Xiang Yan and the others.
"Hey, you must be Teacher Zhao, right?" The middle-aged woman walked up to the head teacher with a smile on her face and said enthusiastically, "Welcome to Zhushan Village!"
The head teacher’s surname is Zhao, and his full name is Zhao Wen. The students in the class generally call him Lao Zhao.
Zhao Wen looked at the middle-aged woman approaching, extended his hand and shook it politely, "Hello, hello, you are Aunt Lin, right?"
"Hey, it's me." The middle-aged woman said as she asked the young man beside her to take everyone to the hotel.
This Aunt Lin was the hostess of the hotel where Xiang Yan and his party were staying this time. When she knew that they were about to arrive, she brought her son to wait at the entrance of Zhushan Village to ensure that Xiang Yan and his party would not get lost.
All the way to the hotel, Aunt Lin enthusiastically introduced the famous scenery and characteristics of Zhushan Village to everyone.
Compared to Aunt Lin’s enthusiastic words, her son spoke very little, with little expression on his face, and he exuded a...melancholy aura?
Xiang Yan glanced at it briefly and then looked away.
Compared to the young man in front of him, he was more concerned about the environment around Zhushan Village.
Zhushan Village, as the name suggests, is a village near or inside Zhushan.
The Zhushan Village that Xiang Yan sees now is located at the foot of Zhushan Mountain.
Bamboo can be seen everywhere in the village. Most of the houses people live in, the tools they use, and even the toys they play with are made of bamboo.
It was the first time that Xiang Yan saw so many ways to use bamboo, and he couldn't help but feel a bit curious.
After walking for a while, Aunt Lin stopped and said, "We are here."
Looking at the tall four-story bamboo building in front of them, everyone was amazed.
"What a tall bamboo building."
"yes."
Seeing the surprised crowd, Aunt Lin smiled with a hint of pride and said, "My hotel is the second tallest building in Zhushan Village. You can see the whole village from the top of the building."
After hearing what Aunt Lin said, everyone hurriedly carried their belongings and walked in, very curious about where they would be staying next.
Xiang Yan also followed everyone in.
As soon as he entered the door, Xiang Yan was startled by the paper figures placed in the hall.
"Fuck!"
A few male students walked too fast and accidentally touched the paper figures.
When they turned around, a face with a pale complexion and red cheeks came into view, which scared them so much that they couldn't help but swear.
"Eh? Why are these paper figures here?" Aunt Lin walked over to take a look, then called her son who was standing aside, "Aguo, put these things in the warehouse."
The boy named Aguo nodded, then left with a few paper figures in his arms.
"I'm so sorry." Aunt Lin turned around and said apologetically to Zhao Wen and the students around him, "It's almost the Ghost Festival, and we have a sacrificial ceremony here."
"Are these paper figures used for sacrifice?" a few brave boys asked curiously.
"Yes." Aunt Lin nodded, "On the Ghost Festival, we will burn these paper figures and other things for our deceased relatives, hoping that they can have a better life in hell."
"Do ghosts really exist in this world?" a boy asked curiously.
Hearing the boy's question, Aunt Lin was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Oh my, this question stumped me. I haven't seen it either, so I don't know if it's true or not. However, it's better to believe in this kind of thing."
After saying this, Aunt Lin didn't say anything else and started the check-in process.
There were a few boys who wanted to ask more questions, but they were scared away by the warning look from their class teacher Zhao Wen.
Most of the students in the crowd had expressions of curiosity and a little fear on their faces, and seemed to be very concerned about the question of whether there were ghosts.
But there are a few exceptions.
Xiang Yan is one.
When Xiang Yan saw the paper figurines and heard that the Ghost Festival was approaching, his face couldn't help but turn pale.
[Ahhh, this is terrible. How could I forget that the Ghost Festival is coming soon? This time we are really in big trouble.] Xiang Yan said to the system in his mind.
[Dear, calm down.] The system comforted: [Although there are a lot of ghosts during the Ghost Festival...]
[Just a little?]
[Well, a lot.] The system admitted.
The Zhongyuan Festival is the 15th day of the seventh lunar month, commonly known as the Ghost Festival or the Mid-Autumn Festival. In Buddhism, it is called the Yulanpen Festival, etc. It is a day to worship ancestors.
On this day, the gates of hell are wide open, and many ghosts who have not yet been reincarnated are temporarily allowed to return to the human world and enjoy the offerings of their descendants.
In other words, the probability of encountering ghosts during the Ghost Festival is more than ten times that of usual times, and the ground is basically full of ghosts returning home.
Although there is an order that hell cannot interfere in human affairs, there will definitely be some disobedient ghosts who will cause trouble. Xiang Yan can already imagine what a wonderful scene it will be at that time.
[Dear, have you forgotten? Hell and the human world are still disconnected. Those ghosts from hell can't get in.] Seeing Xiang Yan's increasingly pale face, the system said hurriedly.
[Yes.] After hearing what the system said, Xiang Yan's face recovered a little and was no longer pale.
Although there are still many ghosts in the world, after Xiang Yan imagined the scene of ghosts from hell running up, he suddenly felt that he could accept the current situation?
Just when Xiang Yan felt that he was doing okay, he didn't notice that Zhu Wenwen, who had been standing quietly beside him, looked at him with a slightly strange look.
In addition to Zhu Wenwen, several other people looked at each other with complicated eyes when they heard everyone discussing whether there were ghosts.
Even Shen Bing, who had been cold and silent all the time, looked up at the different expressions of the people around her.
[……] The system looked at Xiang Yan who was immersed in his own thoughts, then looked at the people around him who had slightly different expressions than ordinary people, and sighed: [Dear, your classmates are also very talented.]
[? ] Xiang Yan came to his senses and looked around in confusion, then he found that there seemed to be something wrong with the expressions of several people.
[System...] Xiang Yan pretended not to notice their different expressions. On the surface, he looked a little weak, as if he was frightened by the paper man before. In his heart... [It seems that I don’t need to worry too much?]
Although this world is full of ghosts and we may encounter various evil spirits at any time and anywhere, humans also have ways to deal with them.
In addition to the long-standing Taoism and Buddhism, special departments of the state, there are also many other civil forces.
Some families that have been passed down for several generations have more or less some ability to protect their lives.
Judging from the reactions of the people around him, although everyone had different expressions, none of them looked serious. It seemed that they all had good self-protection abilities.
Although he was surprised that there were so many classmates with hidden special abilities, Xiang Yan was not unhappy at all. Instead, he was very happy.
Finally, he wasn't the only one facing the ghosts.
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[……] Looking at Xiang Yan, who was so happy that his heart was filled with joy, the system thought about what had happened before, but in the end, it didn’t say anything.
It's not like they haven't met people with special abilities before. Shen Bing, Yuan Si, and Gao Yi all have some abilities. But every time they meet Yi Yuan...
In the end, it will be Ihara who takes them flying anyway.
Ihara was responsible for beating up the ghosts in the front, and they were just responsible for shouting 666 in the back.
It's not that Shen Bing and the others are lazy, but Ihara's identity as a ghost messenger gives them a feeling that you are all scum, let me do it.
In general, Ihara the ghost messenger's identity carries with him the aura of a big boss, and when people see him, they will unconsciously follow him, and will not have the idea of rushing out alone to deal with ghosts.
Since Xiang Yan had only used the identity of a ghost messenger twice, he didn't have much feeling about it. He always thought that Yi Yuan was just an ordinary ghost messenger.
Of course, after Xiang Yan uses Ihara's shell a few more times, he will naturally discover the mysterious and powerful aura of this big boss.
After coming to his senses, Xiang Yan carried his bag and went to his room.
Because this time they were traveling together as a class, there were quite a lot of people, and also for safety reasons, except for the team leader Zhao Wen, everyone else lived in a room with four people.
Besides Xiang Yan himself, the other three people living in his room were the class monitor Gu Anping, the study committee member, and Xu Wenguang, Xiang Yan's deskmate.
Because they were class committee members and desk mates, Xiang Yan was quite familiar with them, and nothing awkward happened between them.
A few people were packing their things while chatting casually.
"By the way, do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?" Xu Wenguang thought of the previous discussion below and asked the three people around him.
Squad leader Gu Anping paused as he was packing his things, then said calmly, "It's better not to have any. After all, ghosts are not interesting things."
"If you accidentally encounter a ghost, you might lose your life, right?" Study committee member He Zheng continued with Gu Anping's words.
"Yeah." Although he knew there really was a ghost, Xiang Yan still nodded in agreement.
He has experienced how peaceful and safe life is without ghosts. If possible, who would want to live in a world full of ghosts?
Hearing that Xiang Yan and the other two all thought that ghosts were not good, Xu Wenguang couldn't help but feel a little bored, "Why don't you have any curiosity?"
Gu Anping and the others smiled but said nothing.
Perhaps only someone like Xu Wenguang who has never seen a ghost would be so curious about ghosts.
People who have truly encountered ghosts and seen how scary they are will not want to encounter them a second time.
After the four of them packed up their things, they went downstairs to gather.
"Students." The homeroom teacher stood in front of the assembled students. "It's almost noon now. Let's go eat first, and then go for a walk together. Don't run around. We'll give you time to play by yourselves later."
"Okay!" everyone responded.
When Zhao Wen saw that everyone was ready, he walked ahead and took everyone to a restaurant in Zhushan Village for dinner.
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