It's hell, my lord

Another student went on to say: "When the 'ghost face' appeared for the first time, everyone was killed. Later, Zhou Xiaohui was more daring, so he wiped it with a damp cloth, and he guessed who it was as a prank."

"Then the 'ghost face' became clearer and clearer, and Xiaohui didn't dare to move." Several high school students discussed together, thinking of sublimating this 'ghost face' into a god, and taking Zhou Xiaohui's accident as an accident. He violated the god's punishment.Of course, there are also children who think this is an evil thing.

He Xian stood up: "Spot check, what are the core values ​​of socialism?"

Several high school students were not used to spot checks before, and now they will recite none of them: "Prosperity, democracy, harmony..."

Teacher He listened with great satisfaction, then Zhu Xingchen couldn't help applauding, and said with a smile: "Run, children, your Chinese teacher is going to tell you the dialectic of materialism."

Several students laughed in unison.

"By the way, kids, there probably is a legend about your school being a cemetery or cemetery." Zhu Xingchen asked as he took out a fine brush from somewhere and dipped it in the cinnabar in a small ceramic box. .

"Yes, I heard them discuss it before, saying that they use the students' yang qi to suppress yin qi." A student replied.

Zhu Xingchen hooked the corners of his mouth: "That's right, every school has such a legend, but others are legends, you may be true. But it stands to reason that the female dormitory is not so strong, and it is human beings to grow this thing. Girls' dormitory. 'Resentment' is just an opportunity, and soon its body will come out to cause harm to the world."

"The body of 'resentment'?"

"Well, can I draw a few talismans for your dormitory?" Zhu Xingchen looked at the high school students who were a little excited because of his words, and said to himself, it's not your turn to save the world, why are you so excited? Vigorous, young is good.

"Huh?" The children couldn't understand.

He Xian explained: "He means, can we do some impromptu graffiti in your dormitory? The kind with no artistic content."

Zhu Xingchen: "Why didn't I realize that you are so good at burying people?"

"That's because you have blind eyes."

Several students immediately chattered again: "Are you... a superstitious person? I thought it was some teacher I hadn't seen before."

Zhu Xingchen rolled his eyes: "What, I told you that it's low-pitched. I've been cultivating immortals for a hundred years, and if I accumulate a little virtue, I'll rise up. I'll save you. If you don't believe me, I won't bother you." , Look at the way you look at me, like a cult."

He Xian leaned against the window and answered a call, which was from Bi Fei: "Xiao He, the student in your class suddenly passed out. He just had a heart and lung function test and was fine, but he suddenly lost consciousness. You said Will it be the same as those three students in class one..."

"Don't jump to conclusions, I'll go over and have a look - have the child's parents arrived yet?" He Xian asked.

Bi Fei: "Not yet. The boy was fine just now. He personally told his parents which hospital he was in."

"Yeah." He Xian hung up the phone, and said to Zhu Xingchen: "There is something wrong with Zhou Xiaohui, I want to go over and have a look. Do you...do you want to stay and draw a talisman for them?"

After Zhu Xingchen finished listening, Feilong vigorously wrote a few strokes on the wall. It was strange to say that the cinnabar on the wall was red, but when Zhu Xingchen stopped writing, there was a flash of golden light, and the handwriting disappeared all of a sudden.Then he pasted a few yellow talismans around the "ghost face", grabbed a handful of unknown ashes and sprinkled them on it.

The "ghost face" suddenly emitted black smoke, as if under the high temperature, the wall surface was boiling with black bubbles, accompanied by several shrill screams.The high school students present obviously had never seen this kind of battle, they yelled a few times in fright, and hid behind Zhu Xingchen for a moment, sticking their heads out to look around.

"Is there a kettle?" Zhu Xingchen asked.

"Yes." A man pulled out a blue kettle from under the bed.

Zhu Xingchen played a trick of igniting the spell with his bare hands very pretentiously, which attracted a few screams from the boys.Then he stuffed the talisman that was about to burn out into it, and gave it back to them: "Whether you like to drink or not, please tell me in advance that you wish my brother [-] million for my appearance fee. If someone doesn't appreciate it, I won't force it. Anyway, there are always people in the world That idiot..."

"Brother Zhu, stop pushing, the world is waiting for you to save." He Xian teased: "Let's go."

When Zhu Xingchen and He Xian left, only the outline of the "ghost face" remained.He Xian asked in the taxi: "Have you heard of the 'Sleeping Beauty' incident at our school?"

Zhu Xingchen felt that He Xian's serious look was quite provocative, so he pretended not to have heard of it shamelessly, and then listened to the person next to him seriously repeating the cause and effect to him, and then showed that Zhou Xiaohui in the hospital was also in the same situation: " Do you have an idea?"

"No." Zhu Xingchen hooked the corners of his mouth, propping up his skin thicker than the Great Wall: "But you can kiss me and it will be enough."

He Xian: "... Where's your face?"

"This." Zhu Xingchen pointed to his face.

"Actually, to be honest, I don't really know. I have to look at the victims. This phenomenon cannot be explained medically, so it can only be due to supernatural reasons." Zhu Xingchen said.

Zhou Xiaohui did exactly as Bi Fei said, his breathing and heartbeat were normal, but he couldn't wake up no matter what.He Xian looked at Zhou Xiaohui's mother who was crying non-stop beside her. She was pulling Bi Fei to inquire about the cause and effect, and refused to believe why his well-behaved son suddenly couldn't wake up.

"There are three others in the same condition ahead of us, all of whom received electric shocks. If they don't wake up, they won't wake up. Maybe they are also in this hospital now." Bi Fei sat in the aisle.

He Xian asked Zhu Xingchen naturally after listening, "Do you think there is still hope?"

Zhu Xingchen walked around Zhou Xiaohui's bed for a few times, but he didn't see any problems: "I would like to think that they made people hook their souls, and Zhou Xiaohui is indeed only an empty shell left now, but he was hooked. The yang energy of a soul person is not so heavy, and the three soul fires on his body have not been extinguished, which means that he is still alive.

"Strange...strange."

He Xian, Zhu Xingchen and others squatted in the hospital until the evening before waiting for the head teacher who came back from the training. The head teacher and Zhou Xiaohui's mother are both women, so it is easy to communicate. He Xian explained the specific situation to her on the phone. Just shake hands and leave.

Zhu Xingchen followed him out of the hospital and yawned: "Are you tired? What do you want to eat and I'll make it for you when you get home."

"I'm going back to the dormitory. I haven't paid the rent for that apartment for more than a month. You can tell the landlord that I won't rent it anymore."

Zhu Xingchen: "I paid the rent for you..."

He Xian interrupted him: "It's too far away from our school, I still have class tomorrow morning."

"I can get up early and drive you there, soon."

"Zhu Xingchen." He Xian stared into his eyes expressionlessly: "You are not a child anymore." You should understand the clear resistance in his words.

Zhu Xingchen: "I am a 26-year-old child."

He Xian directly omitted the step of issuing the goodwill card. At the beginning, he was stunned by this sudden confession, full of fear and throbbing mutually exclusive.

Do you like him?like.

Then promise him?

No, absolutely not.

"I can't...accept a man." In the end, he weighed the pros and cons, and swallowed the unspeakable and the truth.

The "what are you talking about" in Zhu Xingchen's eyes is ready to come out, if he doesn't have the urgent money from his previous life, at most he thinks that He Xian is really indifferent, maybe he doesn't like people at all.But since it is confirmed that he is Ming, there is no way for him to do so.

Zhu Xingchen said sternly: "It's up to you whether you accept it or not, and it's up to me whether I pursue you or not. Xiao Xian, you probably don't even have a college diploma. As for why you came here to be a teacher, I don't want to get to the bottom of it. But I will definitely follow you, and the same reason you can't tell me, I won't tell you why I follow you."

Zhu Xingchen was almost stunned by himself, and finally concluded a sentence: "Since you are attracted by Lao Tzu, even if you are burned to ashes, it is also my property."