Princess, she has fortune-telling again

Chapter 700 It Was Him

When Miss Jiang returned to Guiban, she got a "bad news".

"Congratulations, classmate Jiang Nai, you have been selected by Zangshuge. From the day after tomorrow, please go to Zangshuge to participate in the transcription, interpretation and translation work every single afternoon."

Jiang Nai looked at the classmate who was wearing a college uniform and was talking to him with a slight nod of the head, showing an expression on the spot that the sky was about to fall.

Pang Xiaopang rushed to her side and reached out to support her small body that was leaning back.

"Xiao Nai, calm down, calm down!"

Xiao Su laughed loudly, gloating, "Student Jiang Nai, congratulations!"

Chang Shifang comforted, "Student Jiang Nai, actually think about it better, well, in the future, after you have stayed in Zangshu Pavilion for a long time, you are familiar with the terrain inside. You can find a corner where no one is around, and go to sleep. "

You Zhiwei twitched the corners of her mouth and praised, "Student Chang Shifang is very witty."

Xiao Su still couldn't stop laughing, feeling that the little fat girl's expression at this time was extremely funny.

Jiang Nai stood up straight and came back to his senses. Suddenly, he threw himself at the student, "Who asked you to notify me?"

Seeing that a fist was about to hit that Xueyou's big head, Chang Shifang and others tried their best to suppress their smiles, and hurried forward to hug her body, and pulled down her little fist, "Student Jiang Nai, calm down, calm down."

Where can Jiang Nai calm down.

There were already enough things to do, it must be that old man Wei who harbored evil intentions, who stuffed her into the library to work.

Jiang Nai was so angry that she couldn't eat.

Supporting his chin with one hand, he fiddled with the spoon in his hand, "Xiao Pang, let me ask you something."

Pang Xiaopang, who was grilling rice, nodded repeatedly, raised his fat face covered with rice grains, and smiled naively, "Xiao Nai, what's the matter?"

"Do you know that ten years ago in the college, there was a master who taught painting and calligraphy, surnamed Zhu."

The chopsticks in Pang Xiaopang's hand "slapped" off the table.

Several classmates including Chang Shifang and Zhou Weibiao who were eating together at the same table also raised their heads and looked at her in astonishment.

"Huh? What are your expressions? Why don't you speak?" Jiang Nai looked at the dull expressions of everyone, and wrinkled her little nose in doubt.

Pang Xiaopang swallowed his saliva, and carefully reminded, "Xiao Nai, you, do you still remember when we were young, we invited you to eat barbecue and tell ghost stories by the Wenyuan Pavilion pond?"

"Remember." Jiang Nai couldn't help laughing thinking of this.

At that time, she went down one by one and made them miserable.

"The ghost story we are talking about is Mr. Zhu who teaches painting and calligraphy."

When it came to ghost stories, everyone present trembled.

Back then, they didn't scare Nana, but they were scared by Nana's ghost story and had nightmares for several nights.

"Ah?" Jiang Nai recalled, thought about it carefully, and showed an expression like waking up from a dream, "Oh, the master who is looking for hands!"

"Wait! Then you are saying that the one-armed corpse dug up in the grass behind Guiban was Master Zhu?"

Everyone nodded in unison, all shrunk their necks, "It's him."

"So it was him." Jiang Nai muttered to himself.

Was it the sad wife who died in her thirties, whose wife abandoned her husband and son, and whose son died of illness?
Huh?But isn't Master Zhu that ghost wandering around at the foot of Baiyun Mountain?
Then who is this one-armed man buried in the wild grass of Guiban?
"I saw Master Zhu." Jiang Nai said quietly.

　Keep your spirit up, and we will add more after a while~
　　broken sleep

　　
　
(End of this chapter)