It’s the end of the world after becoming a mountain god!

"That's what happened." Dean Pu couldn't help but sigh. "This matter is getting more and more mysterious. The students haven't been able to concentrate on their classes recently."

About a week ago, several students in the medical school suddenly had a strange dream. They said that someone kept asking them to recite anatomical theories in the dream.

If one person dreams about it, it can be considered a coincidence, but what if the whole dormitory dreams about it?

They also suspected that the students were under too much pressure and so they joined together to lie.

Seeing that the dark circles under the eyes of several students were getting heavier, a week later, several students were almost on the verge of collapse.

Rumors that the medical school was haunted became more and more outrageous, causing many students to be afraid to go out at night.

Dean Pu happened to see the hot search and knew that an alternative student appeared in his friend’s school.

He just didn't dare to find a master to join the school, so he thought of a compromise and simply invited his old friend's students. With his old friend as the middleman, there would definitely not be any outrageous rumors.

"Dean Pu, please lead the way. I want to go to the dormitory where the accident happened."

"It would be too conspicuous to go over there directly, so I'd better call a few students over."

It’s okay to check on the students first, and then go over if you can’t solve the problem.

Soon several students came to the dean's office, each of them with huge dark circles under their eyes.

When they came in, they found that there were two outsiders in the office besides the dean, and they were a little confused about what was going on.

"Everyone, sit down. Tell this student what you want to know next." Dean Pu couldn't help but remind him, "It's best not to spread the news about what happened here today. The dean is doing this for your own good. I hope you can understand!"

Although they didn't understand what was going on, they nodded obediently.

Song Tang circled around the people for a few times, and indeed there was a little bit of Yin Qi, but it was not heavy. According to Dean Pu, this matter has been going on for a week, so it is not reasonable to have such a little Yin Qi!

"What happened in the dream? Can anyone tell me in detail?" Song Tang pulled a chair and sat opposite a few people.

Several tall and thin boys looked at each other and finally sent out the head with the best eloquence among them.

"We finished the anatomy class last week, and someone had a strange dream that night. In the dream, we returned to the anatomy classroom, and a voice kept asking us to recite anatomical theories. We were not allowed to leave if we didn't recite them! We knew we were dreaming, but we couldn't wake up no matter what."

The head of the department said this with a slightly pale face. He swallowed and continued, "You can't recite it wrong. If you recite it wrong, you will be caught and have to make up for it the next day."

What kind of teacher is this? Not only does he supervise students’ studies, he also supervises their review!

Confucius would be impressed after seeing this!

"Master, did we bump into something unclean? Otherwise, why would we have such a strange dream?" A male student with a sunny appearance suddenly said.

"What master? This is a student from Jiangcheng University who studies folklore. He just came here to collect some information today."

Dean, do you believe what you said?

I don’t care whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway! Dean Pu was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

"I have another question." Song Tang was also amused by this stubborn yet cute old man, and quickly returned to the topic, "Who among you was the first to have this dream?"

It happened to be the sunny-looking male student Zhu Ming, who raised one hand weakly.

"Think carefully, did anything strange happen during the anatomy class?"

He couldn't remember clearly what happened a week ago. "On that day, a few of us were responsible for tidying up the autopsy room. We left after we were done. Nothing special happened."

Zhu Ming's eyes were wandering, and it was obvious that he was not telling the truth.

"Okay, let's go to your dormitory first, and then go to the anatomy room."

Dean Pu was the first to disagree. "No, that's the boys' dormitory, and there are too many people there. Let's go to the anatomy room first. If that doesn't work... I'll think of a way to get you to the boys' dormitory then."

Song Tang shrugged and said it didn't matter, he had to watch it anyway, it didn't matter whether he watched it first or later.

Today is Saturday and there is no one in the autopsy room, which is convenient for several people.

Song Tang went in and took a look around, and soon found out what the problem was. She walked to a skeleton specimen, took out a talisman paper, and whispered a spell.

Soon, an old man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, a white shirt and suit pants appeared in front of the skeleton specimen.

"Old man, can you tell me why you wanted to scare those students?"

This old man must have done very good deeds and must have saved countless lives during his lifetime.

The old man slapped his left hand with the ruler in his right hand and said angrily, "Go ask them yourself. I'm too embarrassed to tell you!"

The people over there naturally saw Song Tang talking to the air, especially the students, who were so scared that they huddled together tightly, trembling as if they were going to die in the next second.

Even the usually calm vice-president and Dean Pu, who was used to seeing life and death, couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

With just one look, Dean Pu immediately discovered where the problem lay.

He was so angry that he was about to burst into flames. His finger was shaking as he pointed at the skeleton. "Who is responsible for this specimen?"

"I, I, I." Zhu Ming's voice trembled.

Dean Pu couldn't bear it anymore, he walked over and slapped the other person on the head. If the vice-president next to him hadn't stopped him, he would have slapped him again.

"Calm down, calm down! How dare you hit students?" How dare you hit students!

Dean Pu took several deep breaths before he calmed down a little. He pulled the vice principal and almost burst into tears on the spot, "Old Zou, what evil have I committed over the years? What kind of crap have I taught!"

"Hmph, I told you! This kid is unreliable, I have to keep an eye on him." The old ghost with a long beard looked like, you see, this family will fall apart without me.

After Dean Pu had vented his anger, he calmed down a little.

Then I heard him explain: "This skeletal specimen was donated by my teacher after he passed away. Now I know why he was so angry that he appeared in your dreams! These brats replaced his two humeri in the wrong places. It's been a week, a whole week, and we've been reciting anatomical theories every night, but no one has figured it out!"

"This classroom is not being used for anatomy class this week." The implication is that it would have been discovered if it had been used.

"Are you still proud? You don't even understand the basics of the human skeleton. Don't even think about being a student in the medical school!" Dean Pu, who was always gentle and polite, raised his hand again, but was quickly pushed down by Vice President Zou.

The student made such a low-level mistake that Dean Pu even doubted himself, "Old Zou, am I such a failure? I am really far behind the teacher."

"Hehe, my student is not bad." The old man with a long beard stroked his beard and explained to Song Tang awkwardly, "Really! He was the best student in that class. If not... he wouldn't have come here to be a lousy teacher. Teaching is hard. I'm afraid that he will teach a mediocre doctor who won't even dare to close his eyes when he dies in the future."

The students of these old guys are now spread across major hospitals across the country, which sounds particularly prestigious.

But they are also afraid. First, they are afraid that their students have poor medical skills and will take human lives lightly. Second, they are afraid that their students have corrupt morals and use medicine to make money.

This is especially true for the elderly, which is why they don’t even dare to leave even if they die!

"Don't you want to meet your students?"

Song Tang thought that after letting it go like this, the old man must have a lot to say to his student, but unexpectedly the old man shook his head.

"What are you seeing? I'm dead and sound, how can I open the coffin and teach them a lesson? I'm afraid they'll be scared to death!"

Old man, do you believe what you said?

Hiss, why do these words sound so familiar, as if I have said them before.