"Lemon, lemon essence?"
The four parents of those little ghosts were invisible before, but suddenly there were a few more lemons on the ground. They could see clearly, and all of them showed vigilance and fear, and stood in front of their children.
"It's not lemon essence, it's just the way they are."
Ji Changze put these lemons together and took a closer look. I have to say that they look good, with bright colors and smooth skin. They look delicious at first glance, but when I think of their smelly look before, Ji Changze suddenly lost his appetite.
Seeing that these lemons looked like they were not lethal, the royal father dared to move forward cautiously: "Aren't they kidding? How come they have become lemons?"
Speaking of this, Ji Changze refreshed and had something to say.
"This is just their state after death. Because they have died in our world, the state of death will be close to their essence."
Father Prince: "...their essence, is it a lemon?"
"I can't say that, I can only say that their essence is close to the lemon of the human world." Ji Changze picked up a lemon to show him: "Humans see everything through their eyes. In our eyes, this is a lemon. But maybe they can be replaced by other animals with stronger sensitivity, and they will look different."
Father Wang: "Then what we see is right, or what other animals see is right?"
"There is no right or wrong, every creature has a different perspective."
Ji Changze installed the lemons one by one and stood up and said: "They provoke this. It stands to reason that they should go to the world of childishness to solve it personally. Even if I solve these childishness, the matter is not over yet."
The two parents who thought the matter was over was suddenly shocked.
what? Is it not over yet? ?
Ji Changze is very righteous: "Otherwise, why didn't I help them solve it before? They went to another dimension, even if Tong Yi died, there would still be other things coming to the door."
The two children turned pale.
The parents were also very anxious, and hurriedly asked: "Where have you been?"
During this period of torture and Ji Changze's "intimidation", the two children did not dare to conceal, and they trembled and said where they provoke these children.
They had heard of a haunted house near the school. It was said that someone had died in it. That person lived alone and had no relatives or friends. After a few months of death in it, the body was decayed and found.
Because the house had been dead, and the death was so miserable that no one wanted to buy it. Some homeless people used that place as a resting place, and they lay shops there in twos and threes at night.
It had always been good, but from a certain day, those homeless people went crazy one after another.
"crazy?"
Ji Changze took out his little notebook again, and asked as he memorized, "Why are you crazy?"
Han Qiao's face was full of fear, what he once heard as a story, now after he met Tong Yi, it seemed to become a memory that he could not forget.
"Everyone looks different in madness, but they only repeat one action and say the same thing. We have met one of the madmen, so we were curious to see what it was. After we went in, Nothing happened. We thought that there was nothing and went home. When the next day, those things appeared."
If the same action...
Ji Changze touched his chin, a little speculation in his heart.
"I'm afraid you entered the Yin House."
These two words are already chilling.
Han Qiao stammered and repeated: "Yin, Yin House...Does it mean the place where ghosts live?"
"Roughly the same."
Ji Changze tore off two pages of paper and showed them to them.
He lifted the page on the left: "Make a place, this is the dimension of our living."
Lifted the right side again: "This is the dimension in which those things live."
After speaking, he faced the two pieces of paper face to face without superimposing them: "It seems that the dimensions of the two are the same, but in fact they can't touch each other at all. Our planet has gone through so many, and there are countless dead creatures. If you have to say it, The inhabitants of their dimensions have more lives than our dimensions."
The king's father seemed to understand, but he still echoed: "It is said that throughout the ages, I don't know how many people have died. If these people can really become ghosts, the dimension that Teacher Ji said must be crowded."
"More than that, there are other animals here."
The king's father was taken aback: "Don't you think that only humans have souls?"
"Who said that? It's all life. How can only humans have souls? Certainly not only humans can go to that dimension after death. What kind of dinosaurs, elephants, and even fish. As long as they are life, they can produce energy bodies after death, so in fact Their dimensions are very crowded, but fortunately, except for people, those animals have no obsession with maintaining any shape. Most of them are black lights. So that dimension is actually composed of black, not the darkness of our dimension, but the darkness of our dimension. The black light is full, and there is black light everywhere. Above, below, on the left, and on the right, some of the black light feels boring, and it will slowly dissipate by itself."
"The place is crowded. Most animals don't care. Some humans who still have memories of their lives are not happy, so they will find a way to return to their place of residence. This is rare. After all, not every human being is full. He found the coordinates of his place of residence in the world of black light."
Ji Changze superimposed the two pieces of paper together: "When they find it and live in, this is the yin house. Because it lives in its previous owner, in terms of belonging, it belongs to both our dimension and the dimension of ghosts. If someone enters, they are likely to be drawn into the dimension of the owner of the Yin House. This house belongs to it. It has absolute control in it. Humans can't do anything about it. As for what you said before, it's okay. Then those people suddenly Crazy, I guessed that when nothing happened, the owner of the house was looking for coordinates in another dimension.
Think about it, if it was you who went to a strange place and found a way home with great pains, but when you returned home, you found that the home was already occupied by strangers. What kind of mood do you have? Will be angry? These homeless people will naturally be used to exhale. "
The two students paled again: "Then we, will we be used to vent our anger?"
Ji Changze squinted at the two of them for a few seconds: "The situation is different. You didn't think about living in that house. You just walked around and left. If the owner of the yin house doesn't take action against you, it means that it is not the kind of thing that will kill you when you see people. It may also be because you are young. Generally, human beings who have just died are a little more tolerant towards young creatures."
"But if that's the case, why would Jojo and the others get into dirty stuff?" Mother Han asked urgently.
Ji Changze: "This is the case in the Yin House. Since people of our dimensions can enter, things of their dimensions can naturally also enter. The owner of the house does not take action. It does not mean that things living in that dimension are not interested in Han Qiao and others. For them, now Han Qiao Wang Zhengjiao is their tourist visa. If you want to come here, you have to pass their bodies. If you don't want to come here, you will leave after you get the visa. It's hard to say if you have a bad mind."
In other words, Han Qiao and Wang Zhengjiao were completely exposed to another dimension, and anyone could come to them.
Both of them turned green.
This time, only eight children can torture them like this, if they are replaced by the entire dimension...
"Mr. Ji, please help us, Mr. Ji, please, Mr. Ji, I will never dared to secretly play with my mobile phone in your class anymore."
Ji Changze; "Oh... So you used to play with mobile phones in my class before, I thought you only ate snacks, read novels and went to sleep."
Two people: "..."
In the end, Ji Changze agreed to take them to the owner of the Yin House to intercede, and let it close the door to another dimension.
Mainly, he was also curious as to how the owner of the house made the homeless people crazy.
This yin house was more luxurious than Ji Changze had imagined. The whole small villa was overgrown with weeds. It was in broad daylight, and there was not much sunlight on it. The gloomy one fits the name of yin house.
Wang Zhengjiao and Han Qiao cowered and hid behind him: "Ji and Teacher Ji, shall we go in too?"
"Of course, how can I say I am also your teacher, this kind of very educational thing, of course I will bring you here."
Wang Zhengjiao and Han Qiao: "...The significance of education..."
What educational significance can there be to come to the place where the ghost lives...
Ji Changze: "You'll know when you go in. By the way, after you go in, you have to be polite and please speak with you. Don't let people think that the students I brought out are rude."
The two crazy chickens nodded like pecking rice.
Ji Changze opened the door. Facing the empty scene inside, he was gentle and very discussing and asked: "Hello, excuse me, can I help you close the door on my student?"
There was no movement in the room.
Han Qiao asked tremblingly: "Teacher, is it not at home..."
Ji Changze turned his head and smiled gently at him: "Try it and you'll know."
After speaking, he raised the chair on the ground and split it in half with his bare hands.
Two students: "!!!!!!???"
The chair shattered, and the windows that had been closed suddenly shook violently. A gust of wind that didn't know where it came from blew in, and the eyes of the two students who were blowing couldn't open.
Ji Changze was not afraid of the wind, but he knew that he had angered the owner of the yin house just now by smashing the chair, so he closed his eyes very cooperatively, planning to see what he wanted to do.
The wind stopped after a while, and the three slowly opened their eyes.
As soon as they opened their eyes for a second, Han Qiao and Wang Zhengjiao were so scared that they fell directly to the ground, staring dumbfounded at all this in front of them: "This is..."
-Thousands of troops.
"Kill!!!"
In an instant, this place became a battlefield. Soldiers wore armors, armed with weapons, and fought bloody battles.
They also found three people who were out of place, and both were stunned.
"What's the matter, who is this?"
"Fancy outfits must be strange, kill!"
After finishing speaking, both sides raised their weapons to fight at them, the two students screamed and avoided in fright, but Ji Changze stood there, showing no fear on his face.
There is even a wrong mood: "The soldier clothes on the left are dressed in the Tang Dynasty, and the soldier clothes on the right are dressed in the Qin Dynasty. How can these two dynasties fight wars after 800 years? It's fake."
The soldiers stagnated for a moment, then disappeared in a flash.
There was another strong wind. The three of them closed their eyes again. When they opened them again, they were surrounded by crying for help. They looked down and saw that they were already in the sea. Next to them was the slowly silent ship, and the surroundings were full of hideous faces. The crocodile, at this moment, is opening his mouth wide at the person in the sea.
The two students screamed again, struggling desperately in the water.
Ji Changze still looked calm: "Chinese alligator, freshwater creature, how could it appear in the sea, fake."
The crocodiles paused and disappeared again.
Then, the wind started to blow again, and when it was over, the scene was changed.
But no matter what the scene is changed, Ji Changze can make mistakes.
"The cow is color-blind. Don't say you gave us red cloth. Even if it dyes us all red, it can't rush over so madly, fake."
"Have you only watched foreign zombies movies? How could the zombies in our country all look like foreigners, fake."
"This is a ball python, the largest one can only be 22 meters long. You are taller than the building. When it's genetically decorated? It's fake."
After ten minutes, the wind finally stopped.
A person with a pale face and black-rimmed glasses, who looked like a normal middle-aged man, stood on the second floor, angrily yelled at them downstairs: "You guys! You know what a fart, I am Overhead! Overhead, you understand! You have the ability to go on your own, don't just beep."
"Oh."
Ji Changze is still calm: "I won't go, I'll beep."
The middle-aged man trembled with a ghost, "You still want me to help you like this? Go home and play with a cat stick! I won't help these two kids, let me go out!!"
Ji Changze: "Really not helping?"
The middle-aged male ghost sneered: "No help!"
"Okay, you forced me."
Ji Changze also sneered: "I didn't want to use such a cruel method to deal with you. If you have to toast and not eat fine wine, then I'm not welcome."
The two students who had been tossed by the previous fantasy were shocked when they heard this.
Teacher Ji, is it finally going to start?
Are they going to witness all kinds of magic sparring?
Ji Changze took out his small notebook, took a deep breath, and opened his mouth under the vigilant gaze of the middle-aged male ghost:
"The author is a pupil, what are you writing about."
The middle-aged male ghost's expression changed; "Don't read it!"
Ji Changze continued:
"The water injection is so obvious that I can't feel the tight rhythm of the plot at all. The author should practice it."
"I really don't know why such an article can appear on the good list. Is the author a brush?"
"Hehe, what shit you wrote, negative points."
"I seem to have watched this story somewhere, you copied it."
The middle-aged man's ghostly voice became sharp: "I told you to stop reading the fuck!!!"
Ji Changze raised his eyes and glanced at him, seeing that his body was getting more and more swollen, gradually changing from a normal person's body shape to a ball, and lowered his head to continue thinking as if nothing had happened:
"I don't understand why there are so many comments on such an ugly article."
"The author is too obsessive. I don't want to talk about it because I didn't write it well. What happened if I didn't buy your article? Isn't it just for people to read?
"Haha, rubbish."
The middle-aged male ghost has been so angry that it has become a huge ball.
Ji Changze looked at the same thing, put it away when you saw it, put away the small notebook: "I have found out, your profession is a novel author, if you don't help, believe it or not, I can read it to these readers. Three nights."
Middle-aged male ghost: "...Ah ah ah ah!!! You devil!!!"
He swelled, swelled, and continued to swell, with a bang, exploding in place in front of the three of them, the wind was blowing, and there was dust everywhere, they could only hear it talking super loudly.
"You don't understand the strong and fragile heart of our author!! I am dead, and I have to stick to my philosophy!!!"
-"Cuckoo, coco, coco."
The wind stopped, and Ji Changze saw clearly where the middle-aged male ghost was originally staying. A pigeon with white fur and glasses was standing.
The pigeon fluttered its wings angrily, and flew over to curse his mother: "Cococococoo!! Cocococoo!!"
Ji Changze stretched out his hand and grabbed it in his palm.
"Sure enough, it's very fragile, and Nian Nian's negative score becomes essential."
He turned around and said to the two students who had been dumbfounded: "Have you seen it? Knowledge is power. Look, doesn't the teacher just use knowledge to persuade it to help?"