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Chapter 24: The Female Ghost (3)

  Chapter 24 (3) The Female Ghost

  After finishing a dull and tasteless chemistry lesson, most of the students in Class A of Grade 3 stood up to stretch their muscles. It has to be said that the chemistry lessons are too boring, and Chemistry teacher Zhao Zhuomu is inexplicably stiff and rigid, even when reading from the textbook, it's flat and monotonous, without any variation at all.

  Let's wait until next class and listen to Teacher Lin talk about Nie Xiaoqian instead. Most of the students still think that ancient literature teacher Lin's lectures are more interesting.

  The ten-minute break passed quickly, and just before class began, Chu Yuqing and Qu Feiyan entered the classroom one after another. Chu Yuqing still had her usual icy expression, making anyone who approached her feel a chill, while Qu Feiyan's smile on her face made three male students in Class 3A almost faint, it was such a beautiful smile that they would rather be completely enchanted by it.

  The bell rings for class.

  Wearing black and white sportswear, Lin Xingbai, who was dressed quite casually, walked into the classroom to the sound of the school bell.

  "Alright, after everyone's selection, today's lesson is not from the textbook, but an article from Liaozhai Zhiyi. Nie Xiaoqian, this article has been adapted into three films by Tsui Hark's production company, with Tsui Hark as producer and Ching-Po Chan as director, I suppose you all know that."

  "Because the movie is too popular, I guess everyone is also very clear about its content." Lin Xingbai threw his lesson plan onto the podium and began his lecture: "However, there are still some differences with the movie. In this class, we will mainly talk about the main points, and then supplement with the movie."

  "Ning Cai Chen, a native of Zhejiang, was a man of straightforward and honest character. He often said to people: 'Throughout my life, I have never had two colors.' Lin Xingbai casually read a passage: 'Of course, the phrase "no second color" here does not mean that this person is not fond of women, but rather means that Ning Cai Chen often said, "I have never loved a second woman in my life."'"

  "It seems that Ning Caichen is indeed a sentimental fool." Lin Xingbai smiled and continued to teach: "The following content, I suppose everyone knows, Ning Caichen met the female ghost Nie Xiaoqian in Lanruo Temple."

  "What's the situation with Nalan Temple?" Lin Xingbai said: "The temple's main hall and pagoda are very grand, but the ground is overgrown with weeds taller than a person, it seems like no one has come for a long time. The monks' living quarters on both sides of the temple have their doors slightly ajar, except for a small house on the south side, which seems to have a new lock on the door. There's a patch of bamboo in the southeast corner, and under the steps there's a large pond with wild lotus growing in profusion, already in bloom."

  "This is obviously a rather quiet place."

  "At that time, because of the imperial envoy coming to preside over the examination, the rent for houses in the city was very high. So Ning Caichen considered staying here." Lin Xingbai said: "It seems that at that time, just like now, the more prosperous cities have very high rents."

  Lin Xingbai spoke, occasionally inserting his own understanding of the article or adding some humor, which made the audience applaud. He continued to speak until the appearance of Nie Xiaoqian, a 17- or 18-year-old female ghost with a very beautiful appearance.

  Lin Xingbai is teaching class.

  ……

  "Teacher Lin, is the story of Nie Xiaoqian true?" A little girl who looked very young asked. If she were older, she wouldn't ask about the truthfulness of a story. Stories are just stories, not facts.

  A burst of laughter.

  "It should be false." Lin Xingbai replied, but as for the truth or falsehood of this story, Lin Xingbai really didn't know, it was a matter of several hundred years ago, and Lin Xingbai had not been born at that time.

  Or this class time passed quite quickly, Lin Xingbai had not finished telling the story completely, and the bell rang for the end of the class.

  Lin Xingbai had never been interested in dragging out classes, so he said at the time: "Since class is over, let's continue with the rest next lesson." Lin Xingbai picked up his teaching materials, smiled at the students below him, and walked out of the classroom.

  "Right, next lesson, we'll be studying the film 'A Chinese Ghost Story'. I'll bring the VHS tapes then. However, three tapes take 6-7 hours to finish, and two lessons together are only 90 minutes, so we can only fast-forward through it."

  As he stepped out of the classroom, Lin Xingbai was thinking about his next class.

  It's said that we can watch videos in class, and the students below suddenly started cheering. These students can watch videos at home as much as they want, as long as it doesn't affect their homework. But in school, there has never been such treatment before. Watching videos in school and watching them at home are completely different feelings.

  Lin Xingbai stepped out of the classroom and strolled casually through the campus. Quyi Guizu Middle School was a noble middle school, with an exceptionally good environment, bamboo forests, sparse rain, and raindrops sliding down the bamboo leaves.

  A very refreshing feeling.

  However, immediately, the wind and smoke dissolved into dust, and the icy sword energy dissipated, scattering like ice shards.

  "Teacher Lin, there's a letter." Chu Yuqing handed it over: "It was sent from the Northern Cultivator Alliance and the recipient is also Lin Xingbai, the God of Death. It was passed on to the Yu Jian Men from the Northern Cultivator Alliance."

  The Northern Cultivator Alliance has arrived, Lin Xingbai received the letter, opened the envelope, and raised the letter paper. On it was written: "To Death God Lin Xingbai, Lord Lin won this game of chess with Yuxing Gate as the chessboard and pieces. This one game is considered Lord Lin's win. However, do you have any interest in meeting once before fighting again?"

  "If you're interested, meet me at the Masquerade Bar tomorrow night at 8:30. - Di Yun, Deputy Leader of the Cultivation Alliance."

  Lin Xingbai smiled slightly, apparently, he still had to fight against the Northern Cultivators Alliance. At this time, the Northern Cultivators Alliance unexpectedly sent a letter, and Deputy Leader Di Yun wanted to meet him in person. Lin Xingbai smiled, okay, meeting the deputy leader of the Northern Cultivators Alliance wasn't bad either.

  It was held at the masquerade bar, and apparently, Di Yun also figured it out, that Lin Xingbai, who wore a Lü Dongbin mask, didn't like to reveal his identity. Di Yun is a person who knows how to consider others. And everyone in the masquerade bar wears masks, so there's no need to feel awkward or out of place.

  Lin Xingbai thought for a moment and said: "This matter, I agree to it. You can tell the Yujianmen that I have agreed."

  "Yes." Chu Yu Qing nodded, then made a very slight movement. This should be the unique technique of the Yu Jian Men, very small and subtle, even Lin Xing Bai didn't see it clearly, and didn't know what kind of profound meaning this move had.

  The next class, Lin Xingbai didn't have any classes, after all, he only taught one class. However, he still had to wait for the end of the period, which was quite boring.

  Extremely bored Lin Xingbai started practicing his skills.

  Wu Men Xuan Gong, Lin Xing Bai has achieved seven items in common, and these seven items have all reached the fifth level for Lin Xing Bai, which is quite impressive. However, there is still considerable room for progress in each of the seven Xuan Gong, and Lin Xing Bai can continue to make progress without stopping.

  Of course, this progress will take an endless amount of time to grind out.

  In ancient times, a great witch who practiced magic for years, which was not measured in hundreds or thousands of years, but even tens of thousands of years.

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