Chen Xue, who had just stepped off the podium, also noticed the drastic change in Wang Dachun's expression and quickly asked: "How did you..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a sound.
Bang bang bang, beep!
That muffled sound mixed with liquid.
Wang Dachun's deskmate, Zeng Jin, who was also his little follower, exclaimed again: "Ah! Brother Chun, you, you have diarrhea. It's all in your crotch."
puff!
I couldn't hold it back anymore and laughed again.
I have to say, this Zeng Jin is simply a god assist. If I hadn't known the situation, I would have thought this guy was on my side.
Every time he spoke, Wang Dachun became more embarrassed. It accelerated his social death process!
Yao Nan was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she leaned hard towards me.
I quickly leaned back as hard as I could, for fear that she would touch me. After all, men and women cannot be intimate with each other!
Chen Xue, who had just stepped off the podium, walked back again and pointed at Zeng Jin: "Ahem, Zeng Jin, you are Wang Dachun's deskmate. Just help him go to the school hospital to see. I want to watch the evening self-study, I won’t go.”
I burst into laughter.
Isn’t it because Wang Dachun defied his pants and was so disgusted that he didn’t want to take it with him?
"It seems that this Teacher Chen is quite interesting. But I didn't expect that the fart charm can not only make people fart, but also make people have diarrhea, right?"
I felt funny in my heart.
With a sad face, Zeng Jin endured the stench and helped the weak Wang Dachun out of the classroom.
I whispered as we passed my row.
"Hey, don't forget to meet on the rooftop after school. Whoever doesn't go is a dog! Many classmates have heard it."
Wang Dachun, who was holding his stomach, his expression changed again and he was about to cry. He responded through gritted teeth.
"I have diarrhea! I definitely can't go, I didn't mean it. Can we go some other time?"
"hehe."
I smiled contemptuously and stopped looking at him.
Zeng Jin helped him walk out, still pushing and pulling him along the way...
When I walked to the door of the classroom, I heard Zeng Jin's voice.
"Brother Chun, can you please stop it? Just hold it in. You can't hold your pants anymore. Oops, it's really leaking out."
"Mom sells batches! Can you shut your stinky mouth?"
This angry voice made the students in the classroom burst into laughter again.
…
During the evening self-study later, I silently and carefully prepared my homework.
When I think of Master's strict requirements, I feel dizzy.
At this time, Yao Nan touched me lightly.
I stopped writing and looked at her.
"What are you doing?"
"Are you trying to trick Wang Dachun? Although I don't know how, I feel like you are the one doing it."
I have to say that women’s intuition is still very powerful.
But I definitely can’t admit it.
So I just rolled my eyes: "Little girl, please don't slander others. Wang Dachun himself has a bad stomach, what does it have to do with me? And he has already seen a doctor."
After that, he ignored her and continued studying.
I'm a good student!
snort!
Yao Nan pursed his lips and ignored me. She probably comes from a good family and is pretty, so everyone revolves around her. I’m not used to it when it comes to someone like me who doesn’t take in food and salt...
I don't tolerate her!
If you have to sit at the same table for three years, it won't work if you are led away by the other party from the beginning.
Although this little girl is indeed pretty, she is nothing compared to my master.
As expected, Wang Dachun, who had gone to the school hospital, would never come back to fight with me on the rooftop.
So after my evening self-study class, I went directly back to the coffin shop on the east side of the town.
From the west of the town where the school is located, walk all the way to the east end of the town. The further we walked, the fewer people were around and the lights became dimmer and dimmer.
After all, there are no crowded areas like schools in the east, and it was a small town in the late 1990s, so there weren't many pedestrians at night.
It's pretty good to have a dim streetlight shining every few dozen meters.
Soon, we had walked most of the distance.
Ahead is a crossroads.
I saw some porcelain bowls and melon and fruit steamed buns placed at the corner, and a circle was drawn with chalk on the ground. There were burning ashes of paper money inside.
It was obvious that someone was burning paper as a memorial.
It's normal, after all, such a place is the intersection of yin and yang.
At the crossroads, ideas extend in all directions. The ancients believed that no matter where your soul is after death, you can reach it at the crossroads.
Therefore, the crossroad is a place where Yang people pass by during the day, and at night, it is also a place leading to the underworld. Therefore, those who pay homage to the souls of the dead will place some offerings at the crossroads and burn paper money...
After all, I have been following Master for more than two months, and I also know that if you are burning paper money to a deceased relative, you should try to choose the west side of the intersection. This is because it is not only convenient for ghosts to get things from themselves, but also convenient for ghosts to run around and deliver things to the dead souls in the underworld as soon as possible.
And if you want to simply worship the ghosts of the dead who may be floating nearby, it is on the east side of the intersection. It means that there are ghosts who go their separate ways and don't get entangled with the paper burner. It also prevents other evil spirits from harassing the paper burner.
I heard that there is a song about burning paper at crossroads: the crossroads are connected in all directions, and the southeast and northwest roads are connected. All kinds of dead people passed by here, and it was easy to collect paper money. As a human being, you should not offend others, and you should be respected by all passers-by. Respect from the southeast, northwest, and there will be no disaster in my life.
It can be seen that the art of Chinese metaphysics is broad and profound.
Just burning paper at a crossroads requires a lot of attention.
A person like me, who is not very knowledgeable, can tell you a lot.
Precisely because I know this, when I pass the intersection at night, I go very fast and never stop! And try not to pass by the roads on the east and west sides.
Anyway, there was no car, so I just walked through the middle of the road.
Finally, I looked back and found that the paper money and ashes were piled on the east side of the intersection. They must have been burned by some nearby townspeople to the souls floating nearby to accumulate evil deeds.
At this time, a whirlwind suddenly came up. On a summer night, it felt a bit chilly on my body.
My heart tightened and I immediately quickened my pace and left.
Returning to the coffin shop, the door was open and a dim light could be seen inside. When I raised my legs to cross the threshold that was more than a foot high, I suddenly heard a soft "bang" from behind.
I turned around and saw nothing.
Maybe it's my misunderstanding?
"Master Cao, I'm back from school!"
Shouting loudly, I saw him walking out of the darkness with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face, and asked me if I wanted to have some midnight snacks?
I shook my head and said no, and asked him if there was anything he could help with.
"Okay, I have something to do tonight. It shouldn't be difficult. Xiao Wu, first...wait a minute, what's wrong with your shoulders?"
Master Cao was still talking with a smile, but suddenly his eyes fell on my left and right shoulders, and his expression became slightly condensed.
"What's wrong?"
I also turned my head and looked twice in confusion, my scalp went numb and I took a breath.
I saw a black five-finger handprint on each of my shoulders, near the outside of my shoulder blades!
It can even be clearly distinguished that the thumb is clasped at the end of the collarbone, and the other four fingers are probably farther back.
It was like there was something that put its hands on my shoulders and followed me all the way back to the coffin shop in the night...
I remembered that when I entered the door just now, there seemed to be a "bang" sound as something hit the threshold, and I suddenly looked back!
