Qiao Zhen reached out and pressed the switch of the radio and took out the tape. The little girl's face on the tape shell, drawn in red crayon, became as wet as if it had been soaked in water. The traces of the crayon melted, and the bright red color, like blood, trickled down. Big sister, the pupil is very painful, has been painful until now, do not throw me away, stay with me? The radio still runs without a tape and makes a child's voice. All right? Play with Pupil. Pupil is really lonely. It's like a sweet and greasy tone like acting like a spoiled child with parents. I met two female ghosts in the morgue before. They were nurses here before their death. I don't know if you know them. Jochen suddenly asked. It's sister Qingqing and sister Wan Wan, I know I know! The little girl seemed very happy, and she answered enthusiastically. The two sisters are very good! They occasionally come to play with Pupil! "Do you know that your two sisters have just been sent underground to reincarnation by me?" Joe said casually, holding the tape in his hand. If you want to, I can send you there, too, and maybe you can meet again on the way to the afterlife. Little girl: ".." It seemed that even the air was frozen, and for a long time, there was no sound from the radio. Joe put down the tape and wiped the red crayon marks on his fingers. She lowered her head and smelled it. Well,75 inch smart board, it was a normal crayon smell. If it was really something like blood, the little girl didn't have to open her mouth again. She just crushed the tape. It's just a kid. There's no problem now. She said to Tan Yunyi. Let's go through the secret door first. Don't let the monitor wait for a long time. This place is full of Yin Qi. Normal people will lose their life if they stay for a long time. Tan Yunyi listened to Qiao Zhen very much at the moment, and almost what she said was what she said. When she took the initiative to get into the wardrobe and half squatted to open the secret door, the radio rang again. Big sister.. Sister Wan and sister Qing are not bad people. It's just that I get angry when I meet strangers, but I take good care of my pupils and other children. "You are all ghosts, of course they will be good to you, but for the living,smart board interactive whiteboard, you still think they are good?" "No, the two sisters only killed two bad brothers, but they didn't kill anyone else. They only needed the essence, but most of the essence was given to us." The little girl's voice pleaded anxiously. Being absorbed by ghosts is not a trivial matter. The light ones are seriously ill, and the heavy ones have bad luck in the latter half of their lives. Of course, I know that they have not killed innocent people, otherwise they would not be sent to reincarnation. "I know.." "What else do you want to say?" "Big sister..". I I don't mean any harm. I really just want you to accompany me for a while. I just want to scare you. I think you will talk to me and stay with me for a while when you are afraid. Because I have been staying in this ward for a long time, and I can't get out.. Jo really didn't relent, even though she could hear that the little girl wasn't lying. Zhenzhen, let's go. Tan Yunyi has opened the secret door. She also heard the little girl's words from beginning to end, and she could not help feeling a little pity, but she also remembered Joe's real advice not to be kind to these ghosts. Big sister, you can leave, digital touch screen board ,classroom interactive whiteboard, but can you do me a favor? Pupil's voice hesitated and paused before saying. If you meet a doctor uncle who looks very kind and wears white clothes, please send him to the underground and let the police uncle catch him! "Why?" Asked Jo, raising her eyebrows. The doctor's uncle is very bad, worse than those two bad brothers! The child's voice suddenly became low. He said he liked us children very much and always played adult games with us. I don't understand why adult games are so painful. Every night, every night he will come, I do not want to play, the doctor uncle said to listen to him, otherwise I will not ask my parents to pick me up home. Later, Mom and Dad still came, I thought I could go home, but he and Mom and Dad quarreled, I heard my mother scold him shameless, is a pervert, but also the police uncle to catch him, but he directly stabbed them with a knife, in front of me! I hid under his desk and saw it with my own eyes! After that, he came to me. I didn't dare to go out. My body was covered with the blood of my parents. Later, he probably couldn't find me, so he built Mom and Dad into the wall of his office and buried several children in the hole under the floor. "Doctor uncle to the end did not find me, really strange, obviously I squatted under the table every day to see him, he seems to have found a new child, I have seen, white tender beautiful like a foreign doll, in his office, he wanted to play with foreign dolls, but foreign dolls ate him, a mouthful of eating, even bones are not left." And the foreign doll can see me, and I said a lot of words I do not understand, to now I only understand one sentence, she said that the doctor uncle's body was eaten by her, but the soul is still wandering in the hospital, asked me to avenge myself. "I'm sorry, I really didn't know anything at that time, and I didn't know what revenge was, or Qingqing sister taught me a lot of things, I used crayons to draw the doctor's uncle's appearance, but I didn't expect to really lead him to be trapped in the painting, I also wanted Mom and Dad to come back, but drew them, they didn't come,smart boards for conference rooms, Qingqing sister said Mom and Dad were good people." He's been reincarnated. Of course he can't come back. Joe was a little surprised to hear that a little girl could trap an adult's soul with a crayon. She picked up the tape again and observed it carefully. The little girl's soul and the tape merged into one. After some spiritual induction, she found that the little girl had become the spirit of the tape unconsciously. If it's a spirit, it's easy to explain. hsdsmartboard.com