Chapter Fifteen: Running into a Ghost

  The music teacher is no longer calm, with a student fainting at the door of his own class. Even if he doesn't care about his own affairs, he should still take three-tenths of the responsibility.

  He didn't have time to scold Jiang Le, he quickly ran to the door and pulled up the person who had fainted.

  This is a pretty female student, with a melon-seed face, clear eyebrows and eyes, and cherry lips. However, at this moment her complexion is pale, her eyes are tightly closed, and her eyebrows are slightly furrowed, as if she is suffering from pain, making people feel sympathetic.

  "What? Isn't this Xu Jie, the class monitor of Class 3-2? How did she end up fainting here?"

  "Yes, Xu Jie is one of the top three school flowers in our school, with excellent academic performance and pure beauty. I know all her information, but I haven't heard that she has any illness?"

  "You're sick, your whole family is sick. Xǔ Jìng is my dream goddess. You dare to say anything else, I'll duel with you."

  "Be careful, young master is afraid of you, don't leave after school."

  ……

  Some people fainted, and the already restless students of Class 37 naturally came forward to watch, saw the girl's face, and suddenly commented on each other, with conflicting words, just short of developing into a fight on the spot.

  The music teacher was furious: "What's wrong with you all? These restless little brats are still making a racket. Do they want to drive me mad?"

  "Shut up, all of you."

  It's still quite intimidating when a teacher scolds you.

  The sound on site is clear as one.

  "Go get the school doctor right away." The music teacher said quickly.

  The obedient students ran off to carry out the order. The others also dispersed a bit, not daring to say more.

  After all, this person has fainted and fallen to the ground, with an uncertain life or death situation, which will always make people have some subtle psychological avoidance, fearing that they themselves will be implicated.

  Jiang Le took the opportunity to move closer, looking at Xu Jiong's pale face with a serious expression.

  Although the silver bell on his body was no longer ringing, Jiang Le felt a chill from Xu Ke's body.

  This breath is slowly weakening and seems to be about to dissipate.

  Was it because of Xu Jiao that the wind chime rang?

  Jiang Le's eyes lit up and he suddenly squeezed in.

  "What's wrong?" The music teacher, who was worried, got angry and turned his head to see that it was Jiang Le again. He frowned and gritted his teeth, saying: "You little brat, are you looking for a beating?"

  "My family has a tradition of practicing traditional Chinese medicine," said Jiang Le calmly. "I can diagnose and treat minor illnesses, I can take a look at her."

  The music teacher was taken aback.

  Jiang Le ignored him and took the opportunity to bend down and examine Xu Jiong.

  Looking at the sick horse, Jiang Le was a bit puzzled, but under close inspection, he increasingly felt a chill emanating from Xu Ke's body. This was not ordinary cold air, but rather an evil yin energy that made him feel extremely uncomfortable and gave him a thought of destruction followed by relief.

  This little girl has been possessed by an evil spirit.

  Jiang Le was shocked in her heart.

  Campus ghost stories, he had seen a lot before and had also admired the strangeness of the story. But he never thought that his own Qingyang No. 3 Middle School would have such an evil thing.

  Jiang Le thought for a moment and then reached out to touch Xu Ke's face.

  The music teacher couldn't take it anymore and grabbed Jiang Le's arm, scolding: "What do you think you're doing?"

  "Check the condition."

  The music teacher's eyes lit up: "Do you know what disease she has?"

  Jiang Le nodded and said, "It's somewhat certain."

  "What's wrong with him?" the music teacher hastily asked.

  Jiang Le smiled wryly: "Encountered a ghost."

  "Nonsense!" The music teacher was startled, then glared at him. This little brat had said he was a traditional Chinese medicine doctor from a renowned family, but now he's talking about colliding with ghosts? What kind of traditional Chinese medicine diagnoses an illness as colliding with ghosts? You damn idiot, can you joke about this?!

  "Hurry up and let me in, I want to take a look."

  At this time, several people came running from a distance, led by a middle-aged woman wearing a white coat.

  "Get out of the way, kid. This doesn't concern you." The music teacher roughly pushed Jiang Le away and glared at him, secretly remembering this little brat's insolence to slowly take revenge on him later.

  The school doctor rushed over and quickly examined Xu Jie. In a moment, the doctor's face turned serious: "Her condition is quite severe, I couldn't check it out, she needs to be sent to the hospital for further examination."

  Upon hearing that the situation was severe, the music teacher's face turned even darker. He felt that he must have offended the god of bad luck today, as he encountered such a thing during class.

  "Alright, let's send him off now." The music teacher nodded reluctantly. He had no idea what kind of responsibility he would be taking on.

  "School doctor, if you don't want anything to happen to Xu Jiao, it's best to send her to the hospital and place a piece of peach wood beside her pillow. If there's no peach wood, using some Buddha statues that have been blessed with incense for several years will also do."

  "Huh?" The school doctor was taken aback, looking at Jiang Le in confusion. This behavior sounds superstitious.

  The music teacher hastily glared at Jiang Le and then said, "Don't listen to this kid's nonsense, Wang Xiao Yi. He is the naughtiest student in Class 37, likes to play pranks on people, I will criticize him severely."

  Jiang Le was speechless. To say that his brother was the most obedient and best student in Class 37 would not be an exaggeration, but due to a small misunderstanding, he became known as the naughtiest?

  But he just kindly reminded, whether you believe it or not is someone else's business.

  The school doctor smiled and didn't say anything, but she took a deep look at Jiang Le.

  When this student speaks, his eyes are very pure and sincere, not like he's telling a lie.

  Could it be that this female student...

  Soon, Xu Jie's situation alarmed the school authorities. The principal and other teachers came to investigate, especially the head teacher of Class 32, who was anxious about his favorite student's condition, and rushed with the school bus to send Xu Jie to the hospital.

  The music teacher who felt ignored let out a sigh of relief, thinking that he probably wouldn't be implicated too much.

  Then he seemed to remember something and looked around.

  "Huh? Where did that little guy go? He ran off somewhere?"

  "How despicable, thinking that hiding will get you out of this predicament? You may have escaped the first time, but can you escape the fifteenth? Ah yes, what's this kid's name again... seems like it was Jiang..."

  At this time, Jiang Le was quietly following a road with some faint evil spirit energy slowly groping around.

  He didn't think that his own school would have some evil things accompanying him.

  As a future Taoist master, Jiang Le thinks that if one's own home is not in order, how can they manage the world? This Qingyang Sanzhong is considered his own territory. Here, no matter what demons or monsters, must be honest with me. Dare to cause trouble, my soul-stirring bell is not a vegetarian.

  Gradually, Jiang Le felt that this disgusting and eerie aura was getting thicker and thicker, until he finally stopped in front of a door.

  He looked up and was stunned.

  It's actually the women's restroom!!

  "Ding ding ding! Ding ding ding!"

  The sound of the bell suddenly rang out again.

  Jiang Le was shocked, how could this be? In broad daylight, what kind of evil spirit is causing trouble again and again, taking advantage of me as a newcomer?!