Chapter 3: Seduction Once More

  The sky hasn't fully brightened yet, but I shouldn't encounter any more ghosts or monsters. I let out a breath and completely relaxed, lying on the bed to carefully recall the two dreams from last night.

  The woman in my first dream was like a legendary hanged ghost, wanting to harm me, but a cat that had become a spirit or something else chased the hanged ghost away at a critical moment and startled me awake. The girl in my second dream should be a monster because it had body temperature, and it was probably the one who stole apples, returned apple cores, and scared away female ghosts.

  There are actually two evil things in a school, is this a fierce ghost concentration camp? I really have a feeling of wanting to cry but having no tears, can people still live like this?!

  I don't know why I'm so prone to supernatural events, but I've been encountering paranormal phenomena since I was a kid. I used to see things that others couldn't when I was young, and every time it happened, I'd fall ill with a high fever. Although the occurrences became less frequent after I turned ten, they were even more terrifying when they did happen...

  My family used to live in the county town's urban-rural junction, my father was a skilled fisherman, proficient in water skills, and daily fishing sales were enough for household expenses. Every year during the Yu Xi flood season, some wood, furniture, pigs, and cattle would be washed down from upstream, at which time my father, who was proficient in water skills, had a heroic use of his skills, and always managed to salvage some valuable things.

  That year when I was ten years old, a sixty-two-year flood broke out. My father found a super giant black fish floating in the water, seemingly seriously injured. He chased after it with a bamboo raft and finally stabbed it deeply with a bamboo pole with an inverted hook. The other end of the bamboo pole had a rope tied to it, my father swam back to shore and fixed the rope on a large stone, using the force of the water to push the black fish to the shore, continuing to poke at it with a long bamboo pole with a sharp iron tip. After the giant fish surfaced, its length exceeded three meters, with a row of bullet holes on its body, apparently shot by someone with a submachine gun or machine gun.

  At that time, many people were watching, and some old men said that the fish had become a spirit and couldn't be eaten. My father was also worried that the person who shot the fish would make trouble for him, so he pushed the fish back into the deep water, but by then the black fish was already dead. From then on, he seemed to be in a daze, three days later, someone saw him jump into the water with a blank expression, and sink down without ever floating up again, it was exactly where he had picked up the black fish.

  With my father's swimming skills, he could come and go freely in the turbulent waves, how could he possibly drown to death in a few meters deep calm river? But he just went without returning, not even his body was found. After that, our family life was difficult, forced by livelihood, we moved to a small mountain village at the junction of Fujian and Zhejiang, which is my grandmother's hometown. In order to support me in studying, my mother overworked herself, her body collapsed, I chose to become a teacher just to take better care of my mother, but unexpectedly, I was assigned to this godforsaken place.

  During my time at the normal school, I encountered another life-threatening paranormal event. One night, a roommate went out to play and came back late at night, picking up a handbag on the side of the road with 5,000 yuan in it, neatly stacked. At that time, it was the early 1990s, and having 10,000 yuan was rare in small towns, so he was very excited and bought a lot of snacks and drinks to treat everyone. All the other roommates looked at it, but no one found any problem, I also went over to take a look, but what I saw was hell money. Everyone didn't believe it and picked it up again to take a closer look, and indeed they were all hell money, only the small change from the convenience store was real cash, which scared everyone half to death on the spot. What's even more unexpected is that the next night, the classmate who picked up the money suddenly fell down while taking a bath and never got up again, and in the end, the school concluded that it was a myocardial infarction...

  It's precisely because I've encountered paranormal events many times before and often have very vivid and bizarre dreams that my nerves are quite frayed, but no matter what, I dare not live here again.

  Before six o'clock, I went to knock on Old Chen's door. Old Chen's house is located in the central village on the side of the main road, it is one of the few three-story buildings with ceramic tiles in the village, and Deng Grandfather's policy of letting some people get rich first has been well implemented here.

  The door was opened by Old Chen's wife, Xu Niang, who still had a hint of elegance despite her age. Everyone called her Hua Shu. She looked me up and down with some surprise: "You're here so early, is there something going on?"

  "I'm looking for Old Chen!" I was furious, with a scowl on my face.

  Aunt Hua was intimidated by my demeanor and didn't dare make a sound, immediately going inside to pull Old Chen out of bed. As they reached the door, Old Chen was still stumbling about, his drunken eyes blurry: "Huh, Little Zhang... morning... morning..."

  "The school is haunted, you have to solve this problem!"

  "What?" Old Chen was startled and his eyes widened, while Hua Shu also changed color on the side.

  "You clearly knew the school was haunted, why didn't you say so earlier? Are you waiting for someone to die before taking it seriously? If someone really dies, I'm afraid you won't be able to get away with it!" Although I hadn't formally taught a class yet, I was still a qualified people's teacher, and my verbal skills were quite sharp, immediately putting pressure on him.

  Lao Chen hastily pulled me in, saying: "Come on in and talk about it later, come on in and talk about it later. Things aren't as serious as you said they were. The school is just a bit old and gloomy, but there's no such thing as ghosts..."

  I shook off his hand: "Tell me honestly, was there a young woman hanged there before?"

  Lao Chen was startled and looked out of the door to see if anyone was around. Seeing no one, he pulled his head back in and asked in a low voice, "What exactly did you see?"

  I said with a gloomy face: "Last night I almost got dragged away by that hanged ghost, I won't say more, tonight I'll sleep at your place, but the problem still needs to be solved, because I can't always stay at your place, and you don't want others to have accidents in school in the future either?"

  "Of course, of course!" Old Chen replied repeatedly, stuttering and saying, "A very long time ago, a female educated youth did hang herself in the classroom, but no one really saw this before... In short, don't worry, I will definitely handle it."

  Although coastal cities have developed well in recent years, more and more people are going out to work, and some teachers have also joined the private sector. However, once you quit your public job, it's like breaking the iron rice bowl - no fixed salary, no pension in the future. So I need to make a careful decision. Before making a final decision, I still need to live here and can't really offend Old Chen, so I also can't rush him too much.

  After having breakfast at Old Chen's home, I strolled around the village and school, and found that the conditions here were even worse than what I had imagined last night. It was extremely poor and backward. The whole village only had one telephone in the village office, and there was only one grocery store at the entrance of the village with very few goods. The villagers all looked sad and dejected. The reform and opening-up really had no impact on this place.

  Since I'm already here, I'll just have to make do. I can only resign myself to my fate and try to find a way to transfer out after a year. In the afternoon, I unceremoniously lugged my spare clothes and daily necessities to Old Chen's house. I won't leave until this issue is thoroughly resolved. Originally, this matter should be reported to the principal, but since the principal is not around, I can only find the village cadre. When in trouble, one finds a leader!

  That night at ten o'clock, Old Chen invited a tall and thin old woman, carrying incense sticks, paper money, offerings and the like to worship behind the school. They chose to go at night in order to avoid causing an impact, as cadres were not allowed to engage in such activities.

  As the "master", I followed her, and saw that the "goddess" had arranged the offerings and lit the incense sticks. She was burning paper money while speaking quickly in dialect, probably asking the female ghost not to disturb the school. The last few sentences were somewhat severe, possibly warning the ghost not to be too excessive. Unexpectedly, before she finished speaking, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew over, extinguishing both candles, and her eyes rolled up, falling straight back onto the ground with a dull thud.

  I was shocked and instinctively turned around to run, only to hear the sound of footsteps behind me non-stop, almost stepping on my heels, scaring me out of two souls and six spirits.

  I ran quite far before I realized it was Old Chen behind me...

  The two of us ran into the village but didn't see the shaman following, Old Chen was afraid someone would die, so he hurriedly ran to the shaman's house for help, calling her family and relatives together to carry the unconscious shaman back home, sticking symbolic papers, pinching the acupuncture point, and feeding ginger soup, it wasn't easy to finally wake her up.

  The fortune teller's face turned pale, her whole body trembling, and she kept saying "it's terrible". She threw a red envelope at Old Chen and swept us out the door. With a loud bang, she closed the big gate - this was the first time I realized that being a fortune teller also has risks, one must be careful when entering this line of work!

  Lao Chen didn't say anything until he got home, then he said: "You can rest assured and stay at my place for now, I'll go find someone else tomorrow."

  I don't know what else to say. After all, Old Chen didn't know the evil object was so powerful, and he promised to invite a stronger expert again. We should give him some time.

  The old Chen's house has three floors. The first floor is the living room, kitchen and his parents' bedroom; the second floor has a small living room and three bedrooms, the couple lives in one, their over ten-year-old son Chen Jiqiang lives in one, and the empty one was given to me to sleep. There should be rooms on the third floor, but they didn't invite me to visit, so I didn't ask much.

  It was already past eleven, I took a shower and went to sleep. Hua Shu is a diligent person, the room is very clean and tidy, the sheets and pillows emit the scent of sun-dried clothes, it feels like being back home, I'm quite satisfied, fell asleep soon after lying down.

  I don't know how long it took, but I felt that half-awake and half-asleep state again, my body completely unable to move. A pair of slender jade hands were groping on me, with the same strange fragrance as last night, the same soul-stirring and bone-melting feeling. My body quickly had a man's reaction.

  When ordinary people are "mesmerized" by a monster, they can only be one or two percent awake and unable to think, as if in a dream. After waking up, they vaguely remember that something happened. I don't know why I'm different from others. Last night after being attacked, I was 60-70% clear-headed, and today I'm even more than 90% awake, feeling clear and my thoughts are complete. This makes me even more tense and fearful. Due to fear, the little brother who just got excited quickly became limp.

  That demon who transformed into a girl quickly stripped me of my clothes (in fact, it was a hot day and I only had a T-shirt, shorts, and underwear on, so they were easily removed). Then she pounced onto my body, and to my surprise, she was also completely naked. Our skin touched, our faces rubbed against each other, and her breathing was audible. This was actually the first time in my life that I had been so close to a girl, and what's more, it was a beautiful and fragrant one - how could I not feel anything? What made me even more uncomfortable was that she took my hand and stroked it back and forth on her body, her skin feeling like congealed fat, warm and smooth, stunning my heart and soul. At the same time, her body was also rubbing against mine, this kind of stimulation would make even an iron-willed monk want to move.

  No way, I absolutely cannot be controlled by the pervert! With great perseverance, I imagined the person on my body as a white skeleton or a corpse with pus flowing out. However, through physical contact and touch, it was proven that the person in my arms was a young girl, slender and delicate, with extremely smooth and tender skin, tight and elastic, with perfect curves. This made me very helpless, no matter how I tried to imagine her as ugly, "reality" was too wonderful, my body received strong stimulation and instinctively reacted, and like wildfire spreading wildly, it became unstoppable and violently excited.

  The woman guided my body forward, possibly because the entrance was narrow, and after trying several times, she still couldn't get in, instead letting out a "hmm" sound, possibly because she had never experienced anything like this before.