The man who was on the special line was Huang Gang. He claimed to be a professional college entrance examination tutor. He had many years of educational experience. Ninety percent of the students he tutored entered the Capital College. However, the female student he tutored recently was very strange and always talked about it.

Huanggang told his parents about the situation.

After many days of observation, this girl was indeed not very energetic, with dull eyes and little talk. What’s even more strange is that she sings a few scenes every night. But the problem is that she has never learned to sing opera, and suddenly she starts to speak, which scares her family. What’s even more terrifying is that the faint and stern voice is like a ghost cry in the middle of the night, and the listener is creepy.

After Zuo Fei learned about the situation, he rushed over with Oli immediately.

The female student is named Bai Xiaochan. She is seventeen years old and looks nice, but she looks a little melancholy.

Bai's father said that Bai Xiaochan was very lively before, and this happened only a few days ago. She asked her if she had a conflict with her classmates at school or had a broken heart, but her daughter just stared at him in a daze without saying a word.

But Bai's father was so worried that she had gained something and was crazy. He found a doctor and after checking his health, he also said that there was nothing abnormal. He had to suspect that his daughter had been possessed by evil spirits and hired a half-immortal on the old street to start a method of making a living, but it was useless.

"Does she have any strange behavior besides performing?

Bai's father secretly glanced at his daughter's bedroom and lowered his voice, "I heard from her mother that Xiaochan went to the bathroom and squatted on the toilet, and she stood on the toilet with her legs. This was so scary."

Oli said, "The toilet is broken, she is afraid that it will splash on her body."

Bai's father waved his hand quickly: "No, it's OK."

Zuo Fei made up for it and the picture was simply too beautiful.

"Did Bai Xiaochan suffer any stimulation when she was a child?"

"No, my relationship with her mother is very harmonious and I never have conflicts. Even if there are small quarrels, I will never face her. Logically speaking, we are a happy family and should not cause trauma to her heart."

"Can it be because of the pressure of the college entrance examination and depression? Maybe she learned the opera secretly."

"No, the sound and tune she sings are even more authentic than professional. Without decades of foundation, I'm afraid I can't practice it. I'm an old drama fan, and I know when I hear it, whether she is a soy sauce. Besides, how old is she? Her personality used to be shy and she would lower her head shyly when she talked in front of others, and she didn't dare to look at people, let alone performing in a silly manner."

After listening to it, Zuo Fei had already made a decision in his heart. It seems that Bai Xiaochan is probably the same as Cui Ziyu before, and he was also penetrated by his soul in this great catastrophe in the Three Realms. Moreover, she can sing operas, and just this can determine that she is not a woman from a wealthy family.

He must be a humble actor in Qing's clothes or a woman who performs in brothels.

In ancient times, it was not impossible for women to sing operas.

However, families with a certain status will not let their daughters perform, after all, the actors have a low status.

As the saying goes: An actor is ruthless, and a frame is meaningless.

In fact, what we mean is not ruthlessness, but just a derogatory view of their identities. This is the remnant of the old society. It is determined whether people have noble character based on their profession. In fact, it is like angels in white, but they are opposites, one praises and one criticism.

Zuo Fei said to Bai's father: "I'll go talk to her to see if I can ask anything."

"Do you need our company? To be honest, it's a bit creepy."

"Don't worry, as a professional doctor, our best is psychological quality."

Bai's mother interrupted, "I think you'd better observe it at night and then have a conversation tomorrow. In this way, you'd be mentally prepared."

Zuo Fei adopted her suggestion and had dinner at the Bai family in the evening. During this period, he did not see Bai Xiaochan. Instead, he met Huanggang who was visiting. Huanggang is about forty years old, with a black face, myopia glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a big black mole on the corner of his mouth. He is a friend of Bai's father.

Zuo Fei followed Huanggang to see Bai Xiaochan. She was lying on the bed and didn't talk to anyone. She looked pale and was very in poor spirits.

"Xiao Chan, Uncle Huang is here to see you. This is Doctor Zuo."

Bai Xiaochan had no reaction at all. If she hadn't been breathing, her eyes would blink from time to time, which was no different from a puppet.

Leaving Bai Xiaochan's room, Huanggang sighed: "This child is really scary, good-looking, alas."

Zuo Fei said: "Looking at her depression, I'm afraid she's getting depressed and sick."

Bai's father looked sad: "Why is this good? I'm so worried that I've seen a lot of doctors and even invited charlatans. But the child's condition just didn't get better, which is really heartbreaking."

"Brother Bai, take care of yourself, I'll come back in a few days."

"I'll give it to you."

"No, no."

At night, the moonlight was not very bright and the lights were not on in the house.

Zuo Fei Oli sat on the sofa for Bai Xiaochan's parents, and didn't speak, and the atmosphere was a bit strange.

At this time, I heard a soft sob from Bai Xiaochan’s room. She seemed to be crying. Zuo Fei didn’t feel much scared. It was much better than Aunt Liu climbing the window.

A few minutes later, Bai Xiaochan began to say to himself: "Liu Lang, Liu Lang, where are you?"

Then, she began to pronounce the words in a resentful voice:

The cicadas are sad and sad. When they face the long pavilion, the rain has just stopped. The capital tent is drunk without any thoughts. The orchid boats are urging to find out. Holding hands and looking at each other, they are still speechless. The thoughts go away, the smoke and waves of thousands of miles are deep, and the dusk mist is vast.

Since ancient times, I am so sad that I am so sorry for the separation, but I am so ungrateful. Where can I wake up from the Qing Autumn Festival tonight? The willow bank, the morning breeze and the waning moon. After years, it should be a good time and a beautiful scene. Even if there are thousands of styles, who can I tell you?

Zuo Fei felt very strange: "This is not Liu Yong's lyrics, the name seems to be "Yu Linling"."

Soon, Bai Xiaochan started singing.

Poor girl, dancing for you, the slanting moon shines on the building.

Before parting, I know my thoughts, and no one speaks in the middle of the night.

The road of the sky is green, the golden list is the shadow of the mirror, the water and the moon.

The bird is paired with wings, and the branches are tied up, and the world is over and sometimes ends. This hatred is endless

Her voice was like crying and complaining, quite touching.

But in the last sentence, Zuo Fei thought of a TV series he watched a long time ago. In it, Marshal Tianpeng often said: He is passionate since ancient times and has no regrets, and this hatred will last forever! Fortunately, the light in the house is very dark, otherwise, Bai Xiaochan's parents would definitely find the smile that was unintentionally revealed on the corner of his mouth.

The next day, Zuo Fei and Bai Xiaochan entered a one-on-one conversation.

"You are not Bai Xiaochan."

Bai Xiaochan, who was originally in a daze, had his eyes lit up and he looked at Zuo Fei: "How do you know?"

"I've seen many patients like you."

"Do you think I'm crazy?"

"No, you are not crazy, but your soul is different. This body is not yours. I'm right?"

Bai Xiaochan was finally moved and showed a look of surprise: "You." She looked at Zuo Fei carefully, with a suspicious face on her face, and asked softly: "How did you know?"

"This is a secret. If you want to get rid of the current predicament, I can only help you."

"Can you really help me?"

Zuo Fei nodded: "Of course, come and tell me your name--"
Chapter completed!