"Do we know each other?" Teacher Li suddenly asked.

"Well, it was more than ten years ago. You didn't grow that tall at that time." Fan Jiang nodded.

"oh……"

Teacher Li nodded, but failed to remember who he was.

He lost a lot of memories after his death, and it has been ten years since.

"I was actually trying to ask just now that this school was demolished by regular means, why are so many people dying here?"

It is no longer ancient times. This situation of my survival and death with a private school rarely happens.

Not to mention that the principal personally announced the abolition of the school, such a thing is completely unnecessary.

"Why……"

Teacher Li fell into deep thought and said for a long time: "It seems that the director did it, I can't remember it."

"What did he do?" Fan Jiang frowned.

"I just remember that she asked us to come and get together, and then... I really had no impression." Teacher Li shook his head and said.

"Don't you hate her?"

If someone is killed, resentment will often be greater than the vision in his lifetime. The obsession between music teachers and biology teachers seems to be too "normal".

Teacher Li thought for a while and asked back: "Why do I hate her?"

"I understand." Fan Jiang nodded.

These ghosts may have been left behind by humans. Obsessions are not generated naturally, they just keep this pattern operating.

In addition, their resentment after killing people was absorbed by something else. Otherwise, after unconsciously killing so many people, they should have turned into a ghost like the white-clothed female ghost in the study.

This means that someone is deliberately raising them.

"alright."

Fan Jiang put down his knife, and the dishes around him were filled with Teacher Li's internal organs.

“Huh?”

Teacher Li glanced at it and smiled, "It's not bad."

"Well, I'm graduated, you can leave now." Fan Jiang said lightly.

"You are too old." Teacher Li shook his head.

"This is my first time instructing you, and it is very effective."

"first?"

Teacher Li showed a look of astonishment on his face.

"If you want to change it," Fan Jiang spread his hands.

He may not be able to do something if the object is a human, but if it is a ghost, it is too simple for him.

"Then let's finish it." Teacher Li closed his eyes.

After wandering in the ghost school for so many years, he was also tired.

There is no progress in knowledge, nor any output.

Such a day is very lonely...

Without saying a word, Fan Jiang stuffed the cut out internal organs back and used yin energy to repair the organs and decorative blood vessels.

Teacher Li looked down at his movements and gave some suggestions from time to time.

"The ventricle blood vessels are inverted."

"This needle has penetrated the blood vessel."

"There are too few knots, so the wound is not stubbornly sutured."

...

Under his calm guidance, Fan Jiang completed the stitching bit by bit.

The students looked at the quiet scene speechlessly and suddenly felt a sacred feeling.

"alright."

Fan Jiang put the knives and took off the gloves that were not stained with blood.

"How many points can you get?" he asked.

"I will give you 100 points forty. But looking at the beginners, I can barely count you as sixty, and you pass the exam." Teacher Li got off the laboratory bench and stretched.

"It's been a long time since I've been so relaxed."

He sighed, took out a pen from the Tori on the whiteboard and wrote a few words on the board.

"Thank you, I don't remember the old friend of my name."

Teacher Li closed the pen cover, turned around and smiled, "I saw that the door of hell has been opened again to me."

"If you have time in your next life, you will eat skewers together." Fan Jiang smiled.

"Good it."

Teacher Li smiled and refused, "You are so scary. I will have nightmares when making friends with you."

Fan Jiang shrugged.

"So."

Teacher Li bent down and bowed.

"get out of class ended!"

"Goodbye to the teacher!"

Hagihima's students stood up together and shouted nervously.

Somehow, I felt like I was saying goodbye to an old friend.

The next second, the laboratory fell into darkness and the teacher's figure turned into transparency. Only three big words on the whiteboard were left - Li Wenxuan.

After glanced on the whiteboard, Fan Jiang walked off the experimental bench expressionlessly.

In the past two hundred years, he has lost many friends and is quite open to seeing them.

But when he took his phone back, he couldn't help but change his color.

"The live broadcast room is suspected of violating the rules and has been closed."

"Your sister! You're all online classes, so you can be a person!"

Fan Jiang's roar of grief and anger echoed in the classroom, and the snickering of the students.

...

On the other hand, in the classroom where Cheng Hai was, the students kept a stunned expression, as if their souls had already left their bodies.

The middle-aged teacher in formal attire was writing on the blackboard behind the podium.

He wore a pair of old-fashioned round-frame glasses, his hair was meticulous and looked rigid and serious.

However, what he said was extremely outrageous.

“It’s a principle to make the bullet turn.”

The physics teacher drew two arrows beside the bullet on the blackboard and explained: "It is the moment the shooter's wrist shaking rapidly when the bullet is out of the bore. This shaking gives the bullet a horizontal acceleration, thus forming an arc..."

"I believe you! Do you think I learned physics in vain?" Long Yiyang wanted to complain.

There is a misunderstanding here, that is, the force provided by the inner wall of the muzzle cannot continue to exist after the bullet is released from the gun. Force is a necessary factor to change the direction of movement. Without the continuous force applied, the bullet will naturally not be able to complete the turn.

However, the other party is a ghost, so I can only agree that everything he said is correct.

At this moment, a irritable voice disturbed the class.

"I believe you! Do you think I learned physics in vain?" Someone protested loudly.

It’s not someone else, it’s Brother Hu who was knocked unconscious by Ji Youzhu and was arrested for class.

That's right!

Although he robbed, he committed murder.

But he knew that his Newtonian laws had not been completely returned to his teacher.

"Is this classmate having a question?"

The physics teacher stopped writing on the blackboard.

Everyone looked at Brother Hu with the eyes of the hero.

"Of course! The horizontal force of the bullet is gone after it comes out of the barrel. How can it be turned?"

Brother Hu hugged his chest with his hands, showing disdain, just wanting to see how he explained.
To be continued...