Chapter 63 Seven Ghostly Sisters

We got down the car when we reached the Institute, heading first to Uncle Quan's classroom and found him reading a newspaper at his desk. He peered through his glasses when we came through the door, beaming brightly at us as he put down the papers. Lin Feng's little apprentice darted over to him, joyously calling him "Grandpa Lin". We left the little girl in his care and told him of our crusade to Inner Mongolia. The old man patted Lin Feng on his shoulders at the end of our tale. "I will have nothing to say to you, Son. You have my whip and my darts. Use them well and be careful!"

We took our leave and walked to the end of the corridor and pushed through the door. To say that the room was in complete disarray would be an understatement; it was pandemonium. We waded through the clutter of objects in the room and even found a shabby sock on the desk at the front of the classroom with holes on it! An old man was lazing in his armchair, listening to a recording of a pings