My guess was fulfilled the next day.

When a student in 18 years ago went to the supermarket yesterday evening, the edible oil on the supermarket shelves fell, the oil was spread out, ignited, and burned him.Life is worry-free, but it needs to be mainly half a year, and you have to do multiple cosmetic surgery to restore the burned legs.

The strange news of spontaneous combustion has made headlines on this day, and this new event has naturally received widespread attention, and the old case of 20 years ago has not yet been turned out by reporters.

"This is really a strange thing."The skinny said to me solemnly.

My computer screen is the forum of the 18th, there are students @ the injured, the name I just saw yesterday, is one of the students who called Qin Yijuan as Yan mother.

“Qiji, did you dream yesterday?”The fat man asked.

I shook my head.

No dreams last night.I don't know if it was because the last time they angered the ghosts, they didn't care about me, or they ran to toss the student yesterday.

I called Jiang Yongning, busy a few times after the call, directly hung up, it should be he pulled me black.

This is a real problem.

Because of Jiang Yongning's resentment, aroused the resentment of those ghosts, let them start again?

Or because Qin Yijuan is going to retire, they can't wait to retaliate before Qin Yijuan leaves?

“There are no dead people yet, isn’t it difficult?”The skinny analysis.

“Thirty-four ghosts, isn’t it difficult?”

"It's better than Churun's kind of shot is killing.A group of students is fine.”The skinny man lamented, "Twenty years ago, students who were not as 'smart' as they are today."

The word “smart” is heavy.

I have a heart for the trolls.Perversion is regardless of age or age.Think about it, or forget it, it doesn’t matter.

In the afternoon, after my sister's school, I knocked on the side and asked her what she thought of Qin Yijuan.

“Mr. Qin, I’m afraid to see her.Her eyes are very uncomfortable, the eyes of the elders.The sister wrinkled her nose, her face impatient.

“What happened to the elders’ eyes?”I don't know why.

My sister is not a child who hates the elderly, and she is patient and respectful to the elders in her family and the elderly people she meets on weekdays.

"How to say . . ." my sister thought, "as if to look down on you, 'Little ass, don't mess around,'"

I laughed.

My sister beat me up.

I am in a relaxed mood.My sister doesn’t like Qin Yijuan and should not be in danger.

"I think she lacks love."The sister said unappeally, "Looking at everyone seems to be looking at her grandson, and she is also taken for granted by her training."She spoke hard, and scolded the students for their mouths.I used to have a table with you, remember the seasonings like that Zamatail and bangs like bangs?”

I nodded my head.

The girl and her sister were at the same table for a semester and came to play at home.It was very cute, a natural roll, and my sister was envious.

“Isn’t she a natural roll?”The dead man's face said she had burned her hair, took her to the barbershop, and straightened her hair.What he said to her parents, she went back and scolded her by her parents.”My sister is indignant.

Dead faces are the nickname given by students to Qin Yijuan, and "Yan Ma" is relative, and there are "Quantine Qinists" and "anti-Qin faction" in the forum, but the scale is not large.People still like big social platforms, not a small forum out of school.

“It’s good enough to do that.”I feel sorry.

Do students get their hair done?Teachers like this are rare species.

My sister hummed twice, “I feel that she doesn’t think of us as an individual, but wants to shape us as a work.”Especially girls, she hates the same sex, like that kind of bad mother-in-law."

“Are you the little girl?”I laughed.

“You are my daughter-in-law.”My sister beat me up again.

I have experienced Guo Yujie's iron fist, my sister this little powder fist I do not take seriously at all.

“Have you been tossed by her?”I closed the smile.

“No.She can't see me.Ji Ying's grades are good, people look good, teachers like her, on the width of the dead face."My sister is groaning.

"You're good, you're doing well."I pulled my sister’s raised cheek.

My sister rubbed her face and called it hurt.

I laughed twice and suddenly thought of one thing, "That season, do you like Qin Yijuan?"

“How is it possible?”My sister yelled, “Jin Ying hates her!”

In this way, Ji Ying should also be safe.

“Do you have any other friends who like her?”I asked.

“There is no.We don’t like the faces of the dead.I love that she's blind."The sister took my hand and said, “We can’t play with the people together.”They want to find their mother in school, and we don't lack for mother love."

"Your mouth is poisonous."I glanced at my sister.

The sister spat out her tongue and realized that she had spoken to her head.

Some single-parent families or irresponsible children do want to meet a teacher like Qin Yijuan, they have not been disciplined, at first time to be disciplined, feel the importance, is caring.Families like my sister are happy, and it will only be annoying to meet an outsider to teach themselves.

My sister is safe, I can rest assured, but this matter must always be resolved.

At night, I talked to myself for a long time before going to bed, hoping to dream, but still sleep well overnight, and I didn't dream of anything.Jiang Yongning pretended to die there, do not give me a little news, Xiaogu was my grinding for a few days, gave me Jiang Yongning's contact address, I can't go in the field, the people's market, went to knock on the door for half a day, no one came out, with the people in the community to inquire, the house was empty for a long time.

The skinny man gave me an idea: “Go to school or look at it.”“Can you get in at 18?”

“I’m going to go in, how can I tell my sister?”I frowned.

The best way to get into school is to be a parent of a student.

“What about pretending to be an alumnus?You don’t have to prove it, do you?”The fat man said.

“Did you go to see Qin Yijuan?”I touched my chin.

Chen Xiaoqiu came in from outside the office and waved his mobile phone at me.

The four of us stopped.

“A student jumped and died instantly.It's a high school student."Chen Xiaoqiu looked at me.

I jumped in my heart, touched my phone, no phone, no news.

“The jump?Not a fire?”Guo Yujie murmured.

“It’s a jump, is it weird?”Chen Xiaoqiu also looked at me.

"I don't know, I haven't dreamed in a long time."I scratched my head.

“Your uncle’s phone?”The skinny asked curiously.

"Well, I'll draw his attention to the case in the eighteenth."Chen Xiaoqiu nodded his head.

"Thank you very much."I said quickly.

“Nothing.I just raised my hand and couldn’t help much.The key is still here for you.I think you're indecisive."Chen Xiaoqiu said sharply.

I laughed.

After taking the amulet for my sister, and after I made sure that she was not in the scope of those ghosts' attacks, I really relaxed.

Unlike Churun, I did not see the tragedy of those injured, it was difficult to empathize, only that those ghosts were a threat to the safety of my sister.If my sister is worried and the ghost does not find it, I really don't want to worry about these troubles.

Just like the sea.There is a clear problem in Taohai, but I don't care much.

The phone ringing.I saw that my sister called, and a heart suddenly raised.