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Chapter 162 Puppet Control

Sure enough, the dean was moved to tears by his heartfelt words.

She raised her head, looked at Wednesday tenderly, and said: "Only the person who is closest to me can say these words...Wednesday, I now know that you really like me, you can't bear me here I live in such an unfair situation, but don't worry, I don't have such big ambitions, and I never thought of grabbing the principal's position to sit by myself... I just..."

The dean suddenly stopped talking, and she seemed unable to continue.

She turned around and took out a bottle of wine and a crystal wine glass from the top of the cabinet, poured half of the glass and drank it down.

Although Wednesday didn't know what she was drinking, judging from the mellow aroma and faint smell of blood that filled the wine glass, it should be a good thing in the world of evil spirits...

Maybe like the one at the Bloody Mary Tavern?
The dean, who had been drinking, suddenly became uncharacteristic. She looked at Wednesday calmly, and said firmly, "You are right, I have suffered enough grievances in the past 20 years, enough of being underestimated by students and teachers! I must To bring down that fatty Zhang! Take back everything that should belong to me!"

On Wednesday, she looked at the dean in surprise. Could this eldest sister be the legendary drunk?Why did you start talking boldly after drinking half a glass?
He deliberately put on a very concerned expression, stepped forward and held her by the shoulder: "What's wrong with you? Did you drink too much wine and feel dizzy? Come on, I'll help you to sit on the sofa for a while..."

The dean waved his hand, looked seriously at the man in front of him who seemed to have reborn himself, and said firmly, "No, I'm not drunk, Wednesday, it was you who made me dare to tear off my hypocritical disguise! I have been holding back all this time, and I have tried every means to collect information about the principal, so that one day I can find a suitable helper to defeat him! Although his strength is terrifying, I am not bad! These years , I have been secretly practicing puppet control without telling all of them!"

The hairpin that was held up by her hands had been completely loosened due to her excitement.

The dean looked like an evil ghost with endless resentment, her eyes glowed a scary red light because of her excitement.

However, in just a few minutes, she realized her gaffe, and smiled at Wednesday with some embarrassment: "Sorry, did I scare you? But don't worry, I seldom lose control of my emotions... But what you said just now has some truth, with your current ability and level, let alone protecting me, helping me get rid of the principal, self-protection is a problem in case of danger...Let’s do this!"

As he spoke, the dean reached out from his long hair and took out a palm-sized wooden doll.

Looking at the things in her hand on Wednesday, she froze in place.

What is this operation?
The dean handed the doll to Wednesday. Seeing that he hesitated and didn't take it immediately, he immediately explained with a smile: "Hold it first, and I will tell you how to use it later. Put it away first. Don't underestimate this." Things can save lives at critical moments. Give me your hand..."

She took Wednesday's finger, and lightly scratched his fingertips with her sharp nails, and a drop of bright red blood dripped from the wound.

The teaching director hurriedly took the wooden doll to him, and wiped the blood column on the top of the doll's head.

Wednesday was full of surprise as he watched the blood on his fingertips melt into the doll's body instantly like water droplets falling on the snow.

But in just a few seconds, the carved eyes of the wooden doll turned blood red!The whole doll twisted its limbs mechanically as if it had been given life, turned its stiff neck and turned to look at Wednesday, with a weird smile on its face.

Subconsciously, Wednesday took a step back, pointing at the doll that was looking at him: "What is this...it seems to be alive?"

The director put the doll in his hand with a smile, and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be nervous, it's not your fault, no one has seen this little thing before!"

With a hint of pride on her face, she patiently explained to Wednesday: "This is a puppet that I refined myself. I took a drop of your fingertip blood just now to recognize the Lord... From now on, it will only obey you It’s an order! Don’t underestimate it, this little thing can devour everything that endangers your safety, whether it’s a human or a ghost, no one can escape it!”

So this is ah!

Wednesday calmed down and looked at the puppet in his hand intently.

[Obtained props ghost tooth puppet: a wooden doll refined by puppet control technique, needs blood to recognize the owner, comes with extremely sharp ghost teeth, can bite any target designated by the owner, and ignores any type and its own skills]

My God, what kind of Pokémon is this? !
Nothing is more suitable as a personal bodyguard than this little thing!
If you use it together with a thousand paper cranes... you still can't take off?

Wednesday looked at the teaching director with joy in her eyes, her originally pale and ghostly face was softened a bit because of this gift.

Where is this dean?This is simply the living Bodhisattva in the dungeon!
On Wednesday, I secretly gave myself a thumbs up in my heart.

As expected of a boss, I just wanted to sacrifice myself a little in exchange for information about the principal... I didn't expect that there would be so many unexpected gains!Not only are there dishes and drinks that have bonuses to physical attributes, but you also easily have a puppet with incredible skills!

Alas, it's a pity... This dean is a ghost, how great would it be if she were a real human being?

Seeing that Wednesday carefully put the puppet into his trouser pocket, the dean smiled with satisfaction, turned around and walked into the kitchen, brought out the steamed fish and cold purple spirit grass: "You must have more of this fish." Eat a little, after we have been in contact for a long time, it is inevitable that Yin Qi will affect your body, as long as you eat this, you will not be troubled by Yin Qi."

Although I knew the information about this fish very early on Wednesday, I still pretended to be surprised and smiled: "It looks like an ordinary crucian carp, I didn't expect it to have this effect... OK, I'll listen to you, later Definitely eat more!"

After thirty days of water and five dishes, Wednesday slowly put down his chopsticks, and deliberately asked the director lightly: "Why do you practice puppet control without telling others? Is this a forbidden technique?"

The teaching director drank the drink in the cup and shook his head: "This control technique is not considered a forbidden technique at all. Ordinary ghosts don't even bother to practice it. I practice this thing in order to restrain the principal's six evil knots one day. For this reason, I deliberately added something else to the control technique... The reason why I kept this secret is that I didn't want to spread it and make the principal guard against me."

(End of this chapter)