PFC Chapter 429: Professor Wang is still healthy
Chapter 429: Professor Wang is still healthy
There is no absolute fairness and justice in this world.
Whether it is the law or the rules of heaven and earth.
Xu Heming deserves to die. He sowed the seeds himself and must bear the consequences.
He died, and died a miserable death.
As for the female ghost, she was taken in by Shen Sangning in Lingyun Temple.
Since Lingyun Temple was built, the back mountain has become a forbidden area.
No one knows what it is used for.
Only Shen Sangning herself understood that it was the place where she kept strange things.
To date, 9632 weirdos have been housed.
There is still a certain gap between them and the 100,000 Yin soldiers.
As for Su Yirou, why would Shen Sangning help her?
There is a reason and purpose for this too.
First of all, Su Yirou was called by the King of Hell. Being able to become a ghost messenger was indeed an opportunity for Su Yirou.
When Shen Sangning saw Su Yirou, an idea emerged in her mind.
If there were many ghost messengers like Su Yirou in the underworld, would it be able to improve the country's efficiency in solving cases?
For example, Su Yirou was assigned to guide the dead souls every day. Some died of natural causes, some died in accidents, and some were murdered...
There are also many missing people, and it is unknown whether they are alive or dead.
It would indeed be much more convenient if these could be connected with the data of relevant departments.
In addition, the underworld and the world of the living are willing to cooperate, which is a great opportunity. As the cooperation continues to advance, the ways and projects that can be cooperated will certainly not be limited to the live broadcast sector.
"Infatuation is not a sin, forgetfulness is not being free and easy, what will be the result of thinking about you so heartbrokenly..." Shen Sangning, who was sitting in the hall, was interrupted by the ringing of the phone.
"Ouch?" Shen Sangning picked up the phone and took a look. It was Professor Wang calling.
Shen Sangning answered the call with a smile: "Hello Professor Wang, how are you feeling recently?"
Professor Wang and Shen Sangning’s homeroom teacher Li Juan are in the same office.
Shen Sangning clearly remembered that when she was helping the physical education teacher Jiang Chao deal with the female ghost, Professor Wang was sometimes in good health, and sometimes in bad health...
Professor Wang said with a smile: "Sang Ning, thanks to you, my health is not bad. You are a successful kid now. Under your management, Lingyun Temple has become famous!"
Shen Sangning smiled and replied, "Professor Wang, thank you for your praise. It's all thanks to everyone's support. Professor Wang, is there anything you need? Please feel free to ask."
Professor Wang on the other end of the phone paused, his tone becoming a little hesitant: "Sang Ning, to be honest, I really have something I want to ask you for help. You know, our relationship is not ordinary. When I encountered a problem, I thought of you first."
Shen Sangning's lips curled up, and she had roughly guessed what was going on in her heart: "Professor Wang, please don't be polite with me, just tell me what you have to say. As long as I can help, I will definitely not refuse."
Professor Wang seemed relieved and said, "It's like this, Sang Ning. I have a niece who has been having strange dreams lately for some reason and her mental state has been getting worse. I went to the hospital but they couldn't find out what was wrong. I thought that you might be able to figure out something with your ability."
Shen Sangning frowned slightly, thought for a moment and said, "Professor Wang, it's hard to judge just by what you said. But don't worry, I'll ask about the details first. What's the content of her dream? When did it start?"
Professor Wang quickly replied: "She couldn't explain the details, but she felt terrified and woke up every time. It's been more than a month. The child used to be very cheerful, but now she has become silent and has lost a lot of weight."
Shen Sangning bit her lip and said, "Professor Wang, how about this, can you bring her to my place? I want to see her in person."
Professor Wang responded repeatedly, "That's convenient, thank you so much, Sang Ning. I'll bring her here tomorrow."
The next day, Professor Wang and his niece arrived as promised. Shen Sangning carefully looked at the girl in front of her, only to see that her eyes were wandering, her face was pale, and she looked tired and uneasy.
Shen Sangning asked the girl to sit down and asked softly, "Don't be nervous. Tell me in detail about your dream."
The girl said in a trembling voice: "I always dream of a dark place, and a vague figure keeps chasing me. No matter how I run, I can't get away. Every time I wake up, I feel very tired and very scared."
Shen Sangning pursed her lips and said, "What do you think that blurry figure looks like?"
When the girl heard Shen Sangning's question, her body trembled involuntarily, her eyes revealed a deeper fear, and she said in a crying voice:
"I... I felt that figure was a woman in ancient costume. Her hair was very long and covered most of her face. Every time I tried to see her face clearly, I would be startled awake."
"Also, her body seemed to be dripping with blood, and the dripping sound was particularly clear in the dream. The feeling was so real, as if she was really next to me."
Shen Sangning narrowed her eyes slightly, tapping her fingers on the table, as if thinking about something. She looked up at the girl and asked, "In this dream, besides her chasing you, are there any other special scenes or sounds?"
The girl tried hard to recall, and suddenly her eyes widened. She said in horror: "Yes! In that dark place, I seemed to hear faint crying sounds, like many people were crying, and the sound was particularly miserable and creepy."
"Also, when I was running, I always felt the road under my feet was soft. When I looked down, it seemed to be blood and sticky. I couldn't run fast at all."
Professor Wang, who was listening nearby, was also very nervous and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Shen Sangning took a deep breath and said, "Think about it again. Is there any pattern to this dream? For example, did it happen at a specific time? Or before having this dream, did you go to any special place or come into contact with any special things?"
The girl trembled and said, "It seems... there seems to be no pattern. But before I had this dream, I went to the flea market with my friends that day."
"I bought an old dressing box, and ever since I brought it home, I've been having this nightmare."
Shen Sangning's eyes shone, and she said, "Did you bring your dressing box?"
The girl nodded. She had always felt that there was something wrong with the dressing box. Her parents also helped her find some doctors, but none of them could find any problem.
The girl took out the dressing box from her bag. As soon as Shen Sangning touched the dressing box, she felt a chill coming towards her.
She played with the dressing box and sneered: "This is actually just an ordinary imitation. But this dressing box is under a strong curse..."