Horror recovery: Awaken the flame ball at the beginning, blast Sadako

It wasn't until the monster completely disappeared that Mo Jie and the others finally put away the magic weapon and set their sights on the man in glasses who was still hiding under the table.

With strides, Mo Jie pulled the man with glasses out from under the table.

"Has the school monster left already?"

The man with glasses was terrified, and finally heaved a sigh of relief when he glanced at the window.

"You just wanted to talk about students, what happened?"

Yang Hao stepped forward and said in a cold voice, with a cold light shining on the edge of his glasses.

"You have become the teachers of the school, so there is no need to hide it from you." The man with glasses sighed, and just as he was about to put on an air, he saw the cold light in Mo Jie's eyes, and immediately told him what he knew.

Up to now, Mo Jie has no idea of ​​going to court with the man with glasses. If he still doesn't cooperate, he can't be killed, but it is still possible to throw him out of this office.

From the mouth of the man with glasses, Mo Jie and the others also solved some doubts a little.

According to the man with glasses, the culprit of this school is the old man in the principal's office, and he is not the principal at all, but a strange intelligent type with terrifying strength.

The meaning of the existence of this school is to "manufacture" the strangeness of wisdom.

Regarding the ability of the "principal", the man with glasses said it should be related to the mind or sound transmission.

The "principal" had informed me in advance that I went to pick up Mo Jie and the others under the teaching building, and why I knew Mo Jie's name.

As for how to leave this "school", the man with glasses knows nothing about it.

After confirming that the man with glasses had no other useful information, he was thrown aside by Mo Jie and the others.

"This strange ability is definitely not as simple as sound transmission." Yang Hao said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Mo Jie wanted to roll his eyes on the spot and say "nonsense".

But just thinking about it, it's better not to be so skinny at this time.

"It is very likely that it has something to do with the mind. If we say that we have fallen into hallucinations, then everything has an explanation."

Touching his chin, Mo Jie expressed his thoughts.

"It's very possible, but none of us seem to have the ability to break the illusion."

Yang Hao continued.

"The ability to dispel illusions."

Mo Jie suddenly looked at Lin Xiaoling.

Seeing Mo Jie looking at Lin Xiaoling, Yang Hao felt hopeful, "Could it be that this mysterious woman can break this illusion?"

Facing everyone's expectation, Lin Xiaoling shook her head resolutely, "I don't know such spells."

Hearing that Lin Xiaoling said no, Mo Jie felt a little disappointed. After all, in his heart, Lin Xiaoling should be an almighty dharma king.

It turned out to be just a Xibei product.

Just when everyone was at a loss, the red light outside the house suddenly disappeared, and the sun returned to its original appearance.

"It's finally back to normal."

The man with glasses suddenly came over and said.

"normal now?"

Mo Jie glanced at the corridor, and sure enough, he found that the walls had returned to normal, and the hyphae on the ground had disappeared.

Such a scene reminded Mo Jie of a movie he had seen in his previous life. The situation in it was similar to the present, divided into the outside world and the inside world.

Everything is normal in the outside world, but the inside world is indeed a world of ghosts.

"Let's go, the next class is Chinese class, and it's Moji you's class."

The man with glasses said suddenly, and then handed over a schedule to Mo Jie and the others.

The first period is Chinese class, today is Thursday.

Mo Jie didn't ask such a stupid question as to why he still had to go to class. He took the schedule and handed it to Lin Xiaoling after a few glances.

"I have two Chinese classes today, the first in the morning and the first in the afternoon. Are you finally going to experience what it's like to be a teacher? Thinking about it makes me look forward to it."

Mo Jie's face was a little excited, and he wished he could go back to the classroom immediately to feed the group of flowers from the motherland, no, the flowers are in class.

Looking at the excitement on Mo Jie's face, Yang Hao felt a chill in his heart for some reason.

"I'm going to class first."

After leaving a word, Mo Jie ran away, he would be the first teacher to enter the classroom to teach.

Although no one will grab him.

The entire teaching building was completely restored to the scene before the mutation. The students in the classroom were either noisy or quietly waiting for the teachers.

Arriving at the classroom on the far right of the third floor, Mo Jie pushed the door and entered, and ran directly to the podium.

Some students in the back row of the classroom were fighting. After all, according to their experience, the teacher came to class very late.

But who would have thought that when he met Mo Jie, his body froze in place.

"Hi everyone, I am your homeroom teacher and Chinese teacher, political teacher, history teacher, geography teacher, chemistry teacher, biology teacher, and physiology teacher. No, anyway, you can call me King Father kindly in the future, bah bah, Just call me big brother."

He wrote the word "Mo Jie" crookedly on the blackboard with chalk, and Mo Jie said with excitement on his face.

boom,
Mo Jie's rambunctious words directly caused the students under the podium to explode.

"Buzzing" discussion sounded.

I don't know if it was because he was in a group, but the flat-headed man, Chen Zhiming, suddenly called out, "Brother."

The voice of "Big Brother" was like an order. The classroom was quiet for a second, and then the voices of "Big Brother" "Big Brother" and "Big Brother" sounded.

That aura is comparable to that of the gourd baby who saved grandpa.

Hearing the voices of the future flower fertilizers of the motherland, Mo Jie stood on the podium with his hands on his hips, and burst out laughing.

Seeing "teacher is happy", the students below also thought it was fun, and shouted harder and harder.

In the corridor, Yang Hao, who just came over to watch Mo Jie's class, froze in place.

Hearing the sound of "Big Brother" coming from my ear, I felt like I suspected that I had gone to the wrong theater.

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, and left here silently.

Slip away, you can't learn this kind of teaching method, you can't learn it.

This "meeting meeting" was quite perfect, Mojie's bad taste was satisfied, and the students were also happy.

Of course, you still have to go to class, so Mo Jie just casually flipped through the language books and threw them on the podium.

Men who have never passed Chinese in junior high school never need Chinese books for class.

Holding a chalk and drawing a not-so-round circle on the blackboard, Mo Jie raised his voice and said, "In this class, you all think about what kind of thoughts and feelings I have expressed by drawing this circle, and I will conduct random checks in the next class."

Throwing the chalk casually, Mo Jie walked towards Chen Zhiming.

"You, go and sit on the podium."

Mo Jie said to Yi Zhiming's deskmate.

Of course, the thorny tablemate was not an easy task. He frowned and put all the books on the table on the ground, and smiled flatteringly at Mo Jie.

Only then did he walk to the podium, by the way, before leaving, he even wiped the chair carefully with a paper towel.