The next day, he was thrown out of the room with his luggage by the old man in his sleep.

Wu Yang put on his favorite Taoist uniform and carried his luggage.

"Let's go, they're here to pick you up, it's at the foot of the mountain." The old man held a cattail fan in his hand and waved it boringly.

"Okay." Wu Yang picked up the heavy luggage, and he asked suspiciously, "It's so heavy, where did I get so much luggage?"

In a blink of an eye, the old man seemed to be trying to cover up something, and urged him to go down the mountain quickly.

After walking a few steps, Wu Yang turned back and saw the old man secretly wiping tears, he said, "Are you crying?"

"I don't! You are yawning, go away, others have been waiting for a long time." The old man fanned the cattail fan faster and drove him away and said, "It's very hot here in summer. They said your dormitory has air conditioning, how good it is." Ah, hurry up and come back to see me from time to time."

"Ah."

At the foot of the mountain, Wu Yang saw a black car, and the middle-aged man got out of the car to pick him up after seeing Wu Yang.

It was only ten meters away, besides the middle-aged man and yesterday's assistant, there was also a group of people holding black bumps.

The things in their hands made clicking sounds from time to time, and the flickering light dazzled him.

"uncle?"

"Wu Yang, you're here, we'll take you to school." The middle-aged man was well dressed, and Wu Yang heard that it was a suit, which adults liked to wear very much.

"Um……"

Trying to ignore the eyes around him, Wu Yang lowered his head and sat in the car silently. The square things in the hands of those people hit Wu Yang's face, which made him very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the car departed not long after. It was the first time in the car. The smell in the car was terrible, and the road was so broken that he wanted to vomit.

Looking behind the car window, the familiar mountain was getting farther and farther away from him, and he suddenly regretted his decision.

In the afternoon, the car stopped in front of a school.

It was the end of school time, and many students looked at this strangely dressed child, and those scrutinizing eyes made him hide behind the car.

The female assistant took a look at his clothes and said, "Go in first, and I'll get you a school uniform later."

Wu Yang came out reluctantly, the middle-aged man took his hand and walked into the campus, those people with strange machines still followed.

Changing clothes, Wu Yang put the Taoist clothes into the bag, and the middle-aged man was talking and laughing with a teacher.

"Little friend, what's your name?" A reporter asked him while holding a camera.

The child glanced at him, took out the mahogany sword on his back to defend against him, and said, "None of your business, why should I tell you?"

The sound was not too loud, just enough that everyone could hear it.

The reporter's expression was not good, and the middle-aged man quickly relieved his embarrassment, pulled Wu Yang over, and said with a smile: "The kid doesn't go to school, he's very wild, I'm sorry to offend you."

The reporter looked better, and quickly replied: "No, Mr. Mayor, you are really kind, and you have saved another flower of the motherland."

"Hahaha, no, I'm what I should do. Well, let's stop here today, Mr. Duan, take him to the dormitory, I'll leave first if I have something to do."

Teacher Duan quickly stood up and said, "Okay, you go slowly."

With the departure of middle-aged people, people are gone.

Wu Yang came to the dormitory with the teacher and the luggage in his hand.

There are two beds in the dormitory, one is empty, and the other is occupied by someone.

"There is no place left, you should live with him and get along well." The teacher explained some things and left even if it was not early.

After closing the door, Wu Yang heaved a sigh of relief and threw the things on the ground. From the corner of his eye, he saw his roommate covering him with a quilt and watching him secretly.

"Hello, my name is Wu Yang." After the other party did not respond, Wu Yang touched the back of his head to ease the embarrassment.

Wu Yang opened the suitcase, and it was full of props that he and the old man usually used to drive out ghosts, as well as the ghost hunting necklace that the old man usually didn't want to give him.

Lying on the soft bed, his eyelids were twitching, and just as he was about to fall asleep, the vigilance of years of exorcising ghosts woke him up immediately when he felt something was wrong.

Wu Yang opened his eyes suddenly, turned over and kicked the "ghost" off the bed.

"Plop" sound.

It was the sound of someone falling to the ground.

His roommate was kicked out of bed by him, and there was a quilt on his hand, it seemed that the other party just wanted to cover him.

"I'm sorry, are you okay?" Wu Yang jumped off the bed and pulled him up, but he was slapped away by the other party.

His roommate didn't say anything, but the resentment in his eyes seemed to overflow.

"Um... I didn't mean it." Wu Yang was embarrassed, but he didn't expect to offend his roommate on the first day.

Wu Yang didn't bother to care about him, so he picked up his head covering and fell asleep.

In a daze, he felt that someone was staring at him, and the fiery gaze swept across his whole body, but he couldn't force himself to open his eyes.Fortunately, this situation only lasted for a while, and soon calmed down.

……

As the class bell rang, Wu Yang stepped into the classroom, and the teacher said on the stage: "This is our new classmate, we must get along well, so let this classmate introduce himself."

Dozens of pairs of eyes turned towards him, Wu Yang's palms were full of sweat, and the flashing picture seemed to have appeared in a similar scene before, but it disappeared so fast that Wu Yang had no time to catch it.

"Wu Yang."

After a few seconds, the teacher realized that he had finished introducing himself, and sighed, "You and Bai Li are roommates, so you can sit in front of him."

After the teacher said these words, the classroom that was still quiet suddenly exploded, and the students below were whispering. Wu Yang saw the student closest to him pointing to his face while covering his mouth and laughing.

Their eyes are full of pity, sympathy, and gloating.

Silently walked to his seat, the laughter around him continued, and the teacher didn't stop him, as if he was happy to see this situation.

After about a while, the teacher patted the table seriously and started the class.

However, Wu Yang couldn't understand it at all. He had only learned simple addition and subtraction from the old man, and if it was a little difficult, he would not come.

Turning his handwriting in boredom, he rested his chin on his hand, staring at the stone building outside in a daze.

There seems to be something in that top-floor room.Wu Yang stopped turning his pen and stared at the room intently.

After about a few minutes, a pale girl floated out. She was covered with scars and had a pink schoolbag on her back, but none of these were as eye-catching as her pair of lifeless and desperate eyes. The girl climbed onto the balcony and followed Falling forward, falling to the ground like a lost kite.

All this is like the last scene before her.

Wu Yang stood up abruptly, and the table was pushed to the ground with a lot of movement.The loud noise interrupted the teacher's lecture.

"Wu Yang! What are you doing?!" The teacher threw the book on the desk and said angrily, "Did you take my teacher seriously?!"

"There is a ghost! There is a girl on the opposite side... who jumped off the building!" Wu Yang realized that he had caused trouble when he recovered, he hesitated and explained.

At this time, the classmate who likes to make trouble laughed loudly: "Ghost? Hahaha, it's so funny. I've never heard such a funny thing in my life. If you don't want to listen to the class, just say it. You are an uneducated primitive."

Along with roaring laughter, almost everyone echoed that person.

These people will not believe in themselves, Wu Yang thought so.As such, there is no need for explanation.

He slowly raised the table amid harsh ridicule, and sat back in silence.

When squatting down, Wu Yang met a pair of angry eyes.

Bai Li looked at these people gloomyly, as if looking at a pile of dead objects, the biting chill made Wu Yang shiver.

"Okay, since you are a first-time offender, I don't care about it, pay attention next time, let's continue the class..."

[The author has something to say: I would like to explain here that in the last world, due to my lack of writing skills and the fact that I haven’t updated it for a long time, I didn’t feel much when I re-wrote it, so the ending was a bit rushed, and I’m sorry for bringing a bad visual experience. .

A little spoiler: This world is adapted from Wu Yang's story (originally without ghosts), that is to say, some things are Wu Yang's past experiences.

I feel like I can take the label "joyful and funny" to QAQ

Thanks Su Shaoqing for the red envelope! !There are tickets! 】

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