At this time, Fu Bao's head felt as if a firecracker had been stuffed into it, and it hurt a little.
As a ghost, you should at least have the consciousness of a ghost, right? Is it okay to show up in public like this?
Especially if it would involve him.
Not wanting to face any more strange things, Fu Bao pretended not to see her and moved quietly to leave as soon as possible.
However, Shihua had no intention of letting him go, and hurriedly chased him, shouting, "Hey, senior, don't ignore me, wait a minute."
The faster she screamed, the faster Fu Bao ran, and finally he got rid of her at the corner of a corridor. With his back against the wall, Fu Bao exhaled. Facing a ghost who didn't seem to know that he was a ghost, it was really stressful. .
At this moment, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, "Senior, why are you running so fast? Didn't you hear me calling you?"
"Poems and paintings?!" Fu Bao was so frightened that he almost left his body. He pointed to the corridor in shock, and then to the poems and paintings in front of him, speechless in horror.
A second ago, the poem and painting were a hundred meters away, but with a "swish", they were right in front of them. Isn't this a foul?
Although Shihua still looks like the long-haired beautiful girl now, the feeling is completely different, because Fu Bao already knows that she is a ghost, and a fierce ghost that may go crazy at any time and bite people to death.
"Haha..." Fu Bao tried his best to shrink back, but there was a wall behind him and it was impossible to shrink into the wall. Therefore, he was still very close to the poems and paintings. He noticed that she was not breathing at all, and there was a cold wind blowing when he got close to her. Yes, he has a ghostly aura.
However, Shihua seems to really not know that he is a ghost.
"Poetry, poetry and painting, do you have anything to do with me?" Fu Bao's voice was astringent.
"Yes, what do you want me to do with you?" Shi Hua probably only focused on chasing Fu Bao, but forgot what he wanted to do with him.
Her confused look was honestly cute, but as soon as he remembered that she was a ghost, he lost all cuteness.
Fu Bao planned to run away, "If nothing happens, I'll leave first."
Shihua seemed to finally remember the purpose of coming to him, so he said happily: "That's right, let's take the subway together."
"Take the subway? Why?" Fu Bao suddenly remembered that Shi Hua had been saying that she wanted to take the subway in the past two days, and she also waited at the subway station all night. Although she had time to eat in the early morning - to eat that pervert teacher, she still felt that she He seems to have a deep resentment towards the subway.
Was it because she died on the subway?
Then why do you always come back to cram school?
She said happily again: "Because we have to take the subway together."
Fu Bao continued to ask: "Why?"
"We want to take the subway together."
"Why..." He swallowed, feeling that the atmosphere was getting weird.
"Let's take the subway together." Poems and paintings are like a broken gramophone, repeating the same sentence over and over again, making people feel creepy.
At this time, several students passed by and saw Fu Bao leaning against the wall as if talking to someone. They immediately ran away, muttering the word "psycho".
Fu Bao sighed, feeling that he was so wronged.
"I'm a little hungry." Shi Hua suddenly said.
"Hungry?" Fu Bao was stunned for a moment.
"I really want to eat..." She lowered her head slightly and her voice became very small.
What do you want to eat? !
Fu Bao's scalp started to feel numb, because he suddenly saw something blood-red, like a tattoo, slowly spreading on her face. The originally beautiful face looked like it was covered in blood at this moment. Then a strange sound came from her mouth.
"Kakakaka..." Ahhhh! Fu Bao immediately thought of the long-haired ghost, and then of the teacher who was bitten to death. Is she going to transform?
what to do? What to do - Pushing away the poems and paintings, Fu Bao rushed out. Behind him, the sound of "click, click, click" grew from small to loud. Because of the excitement of this sound, he ran out of the cram school building in one breath.
At this time, there were still students walking out of the building one after another. Seeing the crowd, he finally felt a little safer.
wrong!
Shihua doesn't seem to care about the problem of large numbers of people and few people at all. Is she the kind of evil ghost who will go on a killing spree?
He shuddered when he thought of the scene where Shi Hua went crazy for food because he was hungry, treating all the students and teachers in the building as food.
Just as thoughts were racing in Fu Bao's mind, something had already happened.
"Crash..." The sound of broken glass drew everyone's attention to the air. Something fell quickly and made a muffled sound when it hit the ground. When everyone saw clearly that the thing was a person, everyone was stunned. Scream at the top of your lungs.
⋯⋯Fuck!
Fu Bao cursed in his heart, the efficiency of poetry and painting is too high, can he finish one in the blink of an eye?
But this person didn’t look like he was being bitten, “Uh, uh uh… Yes, yes…”
Because he fell from the third floor and was lucky, this person seemed to have been seriously injured. He was barely raising his body and staring at the cram school building with extremely horrifying eyes. There was a gurgling sound in his throat and dark red blood spurted out. The people around him listened for a long time, not knowing what he wanted to say.
"Don't move, don't move." Many people comforted the injured. Some called an ambulance, while others called the police. The scene was a mess.
While waiting for the ambulance, the injured person kept staring at the cram school building, as if there was some monster inside.
There are indeed monsters inside...Fu Bao can see that there is a white shadow floating in the building, sometimes on the first floor, sometimes on the fifth floor. I don't know if he is afraid of the crowds outside, so he doesn't dare to come over, or there is something else. The reason, in short, is that poetry and painting did not escape.
A few minutes later, the ambulance arrived. Several medical staff brought down a stretcher, helped the injured person onto it, and then returned him to the ambulance. Fu Bao watched the whole process like everyone else, but suddenly felt a little strange. , seems to have a little more... Huh?
His eyes widened because he saw a doctor sitting in the ambulance from beginning to end. The other doctors were extremely busy, but he was sitting there with his legs crossed and watching idly.
This doctor looks familiar!
"General practitioner!" Fu Bao shouted.
Many people turned around immediately, including the students in the cram school and the medical staff. Everyone was looking at Fu Bao. Of course, including the dead general practitioner.
"Oh...it's okay, it's okay." Fu Bao pretended to be fine, ignoring the many glances of "Is this person mentally abnormal?" At this time, the general practitioner also saw him and slowly drifted over.
"Hi, it's you." The general practitioner greeted him cordially.
When Fu Baocai had just concluded a contract with the Demon King, he once met a woman who claimed to have the blood of a witch. She used various methods to snatch the black doll, and even sacrificed her own daughter.
Although in the end she suffered the consequences and was skinned to death by the devil transformed into her daughter, an innocent person still died in the whole process - the general practitioner who was Fu Bao's attending doctor.
And because the Demon King had beaten away the ghost who came to collect the soul that day, the ghost of the general practitioner seemed to have been stranded in the world, but Fu Bao did not expect to see him in the ambulance.
"Hey, hello." Fu Bao greeted calmly. It's a good thing to meet an acquaintance, but it's not necessarily a good thing to meet an acquaintance. However, Fu Bao knew that the general practitioner was a good ghost and would not harm anyone. "Doctor, why are you doing this? In the ambulance?”
"Go to the emergency room." The general practitioner explained with a smile, "There is nothing to do after you die, so go to the emergency room when you have time."
"You still remember to go to the emergency room. You really set an example as a doctor." Fu Bao praised him heartily. After most people die and become ghosts, the memory in their brains will be cleared and they will only remember basic concepts, such as revenge and love. These are called Obsession or resentment.
After the general practitioner died, he followed the ambulance to the emergency room, which can completely prove that he was also an example of a doctor during his lifetime.
