How to set up a god with a terrible person [Quick Transmigration]

▍Fake Psychic

In the end, after Teacher Cui's instruction of "understanding with emotion and acting with reason", Xiao Lv gritted his teeth and agreed to let this guy stay overnight in his room.

Cui Yunjin was not polite at all, she had already washed and changed her clothes.Before Xiao Li asked him to sleep on the sofa, he took the initiative to lie on the bed.

Xiao Li: "You..."

Cui Yunjin: "It's already late at night, the housekeeper and maid must be asleep. There is only one quilt in your room, so you can't let the guests sleep on the sofa."

While speaking, he has already got into the quilt nimbly.

And said generously: "If it is a fee-based service, you don't have to be polite to me. You can open it as much as you want, and you can empty my account."

Xiao Lvzhen had never seen such a brazen person.

Both of them knew that they were just passers-by in this world.No amount of money will do them any good.

Cui Yunjin lifted the quilt for him naturally: "It's getting late, go to rest. Don't worry, my sleeping appearance is very good."

This guy seemed to have figured out Xiao Li's bottom line quite clearly, and before Xiao Li felt his fists itch and wanted to blow someone's dog's head off, he obediently closed his eyes and made a gesture of falling asleep peacefully.

Xiao Li: "..."

He glanced at his fist and knew in his heart that it would be a time-consuming and labor-intensive project to drive this guy out.

After thinking for a while, he decided not to waste time with the old fox anymore.

It's getting late, I really need to rest, and I have to find clues about Sacrificial Blade tomorrow.

Cui Yunjin said that she sleeps well, but she is not lying.He lay there peacefully, his hands and feet neatly arranged, neither snoring nor grinding his teeth, like a big warm human-shaped pillow.

The heavy rain outside the window has not stopped.

The night in the mountains was a bit chilly, and the quilt originally prepared by the hotel seemed too thin at this time.Having someone beside you that continuously emits heat can make people sleep more peacefully.

·

The next day, everyone sat down sleepily and had breakfast together.

The breakfast provided by Qiudu Hotel is very rich, including milk, coffee, toast, eggs, bacon, and even fruits after meals.

While drinking milk in small sips, Yueyue secretly watched the interaction between his male god and Teacher Cui.

He always felt that there was a strange atmosphere between the two of them.

Cui Yunjin lowered her voice and leaned into Xiao Lu's ear: "You were really rough last night."

Xiao Lv stopped the hand that was cutting the fried egg, and he looked at the people around him in disbelief.It was as if he had done something to someone yesterday.

"I remember falling asleep within a few minutes of being in bed."

"Oh..." Cui Yunjin put on a smile on his face, "It turns out that you put your hand into my clothes in the middle of the night, and you did it when you were dreaming."

Xiao Lv had a look of disbelief, impossible, he didn't.

Cui Yunjin picked up the coffee: "In the early morning, you still put your legs on me. I'm curious about what kind of dream you had, would you mind sharing it so I can collect some inspiration?"

Xiao Lv carefully observed the expressions of the people around him, hoping to see evidence that the other party was talking nonsense.But that face was full of sincerity and curiosity, and there was no trace of banter.

It is an impossible challenge to read the truth from the old fox's face.

"and also--"

Seeing that Cui Yunjin still wanted to speak, Xiao Lu quickly forked the egg from the plate and stuffed it into the other person's mouth, blocking what he was about to say.

"Shut up you."

He spoke quickly and hastily, with a hint of exasperation. Of course, on the surface, it still looks so calm.

What Cui Yunjin wanted to say was blocked, but the upward curve of the corners of her mouth couldn't be concealed, and there was a sly gleam in her peach eyes.

What happened last night, or maybe nothing happened.As one of the parties involved, Xiao Lv is doomed not to know.

Yueyue felt that the milk in the cup suddenly became sour.

Obviously he is the father of the male god's benefactor, why can't he enjoy the meal service of the male god himself?Is this the difference between krypton gold levels?

Curly yawned while eating bacon: "Sherlock, how many nights did you wake up last night, it was so noisy."

The pink leather pants bit off half a piece of toast: "Yang Huasheng, what are you talking about? I slept until dawn last night."

Unconvinced, the curly-haired Yang Huasheng turned his head and asked Yueyue: "Yueyue, did you hear that last night? This guy wakes up at night and walks around patteringly. It's so noisy."

Yueyue withdrew her attention from the male god and Cui Yunjin: "Huh? I don't know, I fell asleep as soon as I lay down."

Sherlock said, "You're not dreaming, are you?"

Yang Huasheng also suddenly doubted himself, could it be that he was really dreaming?After all, I saw such a terrifying scene last night, it is normal to have a nightmare at night.

At this time, Haigou came over triumphantly: "I spent money to find a handsome guy partner, thinking that I can overwhelm me, but the man is not as good as God, who knows that the signal here will be bad, and there is no way to start a live broadcast."

Yueyue glanced at him, and then gave him a look that you know nothing about.

The material he collected is great. If it is made into a video, it will definitely become popular, and the follow-up income may not be lower than that of a live broadcast. He doesn't believe that the other party can't think of it.

Seeing that my provocation didn't work.Haigou curled his lips, said a few words of disdain silently in his heart, and continued to eat his breakfast.

Yueyue is not the only one who knows how to shoot videos, he also took a lot of useful material.

Hmph, let's see who has the highest playback volume.

Xiao Lv observed everyone who was having breakfast, and finally took another look at Haigou. He remembered that the other party came with a photographer and an assistant, but now only he and the photographer came out for breakfast, and the assistant was gone.

But judging from the other party's current expression, it doesn't look like something happened to the assistant.

After breakfast, the guests were free to move around in the hotel.No one thought about going out for a stroll. After all, everyone was a lover of the supernatural, and the Autumn Hotel, which was full of horror rumors, was already the best scenic spot in their eyes.

The rain still didn't stop.

·

evening.

Yueyue sat on the ground dejectedly.

Last night, Bixian gave them the clue of the principal's office.But Qiumu Hotel was a school 80 years ago.

After decades of vacancy and renovation, no one knows the layout of the year, not even Guo Hejiang, who is the boss.

Although he refurbished the building according to the appearance of the Autumn Hotel, but because he couldn't find the design draft of the year, the actual internal structure is closer to the wealthy businessmen more than 20 years ago.

Because of Cui Yunjin's relationship, Guo Hejiang provided them with keys to all the rooms.They searched the hotel for a long time, but still found no clues about the principal's office.

Xiao Lv was thinking about another thing.

Whether it's the rumors of the Autumn Hotel, or the various supernatural events that followed, there is no keyword "sacrifice blade" in them.Even if he asked Ivan, he could only get news that the information about this world was blank.

It seems that in order to achieve his goal, he has to dig deeper into the plot.

"I can't just demolish every room, male god, what can you do?" Yueyue asked feebly.

Xiao Lv nodded: "Yes, we don't know where the principal's office is, but his students definitely know."

"Xue x x x x x x x x student—" Yueyue suddenly felt a chill down her back.

None of the students back then are still alive today.Thinking about the group he saw last night, he didn't think those spooky students would answer their questions well.

·

late at night.

Energetic male college students can't stay idle at night. Even if they encountered a ghost yesterday, Yang Huasheng and Sherlock still went out happily to kill themselves.

Tonight they have learned the lesson from last night, it is too dangerous to recruit ghosts directly, it is better to have a look.

So they're going to hell.

The two sneaked around to find an empty room.One of them found a stool and sat down, then took out two small round mirrors the size of a palm from his pocket.

This is the mirror they buried under the locust tree at midnight and dug out at midnight three days later. It is said that with such a mirror, ghosts can be spied on.

The two of them held the mirror in front of their faces with their eyes closed, murmured in a low voice all kinds of hell spells they found on the Internet, regardless of whether they worked or not, they all cast them together.

The first time there is nothing.

The second time or nothing.

……

After reading it seven or eight times, Sherlock opened his eyes annoyed, but the mirror was still empty.He sighed, put down the mirror, and wanted to call Yang Huasheng back to sleep.

There is no mirror to block the line of sight, and the eyes suddenly open up.

Sherlock suddenly found that the place he was in was no longer the previous room. There were many neatly arranged tables and chairs in the empty room, and students in school uniforms were writing on the tables.

These students are dressed exactly like the ghosts they saw last night!Nothing but the full look.

But his face was still pale.

Sherlock felt like someone had poured cold water on him.The whole person was stiff, not daring to move.He tried to look at Yang Huasheng with the smallest movements, and found that the other party was as stiff as him.

The two quietly exchanged glances.

Yang Huasheng: Didn't you say that this method is to use a mirror to see the devil? ? !

Sherlock: Is that what it says?Who knew the effect would be so strong.

Yang Huasheng: Where did you find the method?

Sherlock: I bought it for 3 yuan, and received a coupon for [-] yuan.

Yang Huasheng: What should we do now? !

Sherlock: You ask me, who should I ask?

While the two were still flirting, the door of the room creaked open.

Sherlock thought that a savior was coming, and looked towards the door expectantly.

Unexpectedly, what came in was a student covered in blood, with a wound stretching from his left shoulder to his lower right abdomen, and his legs were bent at unnatural angles.

The student limped forward.Seems to be looking for a seat of his own.

The classroom is almost full at the moment.The closest vacant seat to the opponent is right in front of them.

Sherlock: "..."

Sherlock kept praying silently in his heart: No, please, brother, you probably don't love studying so much.It's better to sit far away, and it's not easy for the teacher to find out if you are fishing in class.

It's a pity that the elder brother couldn't hear his inner thoughts, and sat down directly in front of him, and the blood stains from the action spilled on Sherlock and the two of them on the table.

The heavy and cold bloody smell drilled into the nostrils.

Sherlock wanted to cry, but he didn't dare.

Yang Huasheng really wanted to pee, but he didn't dare

There was a rustling sound all around, and the students were writing their homework quietly, as if this was just the most ordinary self-study class.

The two living people who strayed into it didn't dare to move, just like this, accompanied by the ghosts in the room, and took the longest self-study class in their life together.

As time went by, the two gradually got used to the atmosphere and relaxed a little.

But it didn't last long for them to relax, as the time moved towards 11 o'clock bit by bit, the appearance of these students was also changing.

The only one who was covered in scars was the one sitting in front of them.

Gradually, bruises appeared on the bodies of the normal-looking students around them, then scratches, and then one after another hideous wounds appeared on their bodies, blood staining their clean school uniforms red.

These students are still writing hard.

Even if the blood from their hands stained their homework red, and the blood from their bodies formed a small lake under their feet, they were still unconscious.

The cold sweat of the two came out again.

There are still 20 minutes before eleven o'clock, and the eye sockets of these students are already white, which is almost what they saw last night.

it's over...

The door was pushed open again, and the cold night wind blew into the room, and the only two living people couldn't help but get goose bumps all over their bodies.

They trembled and looked at the door hesitantly.

Could it be... the perverted principal who hacked all the students to death with an ax...

Then, the two of them forgot to manage their expressions together, and they looked like they wanted to cry and laugh at the same time, as if they took a failed test paper to ask their parents to sign during the Chinese New Year, and after being scolded, they received a red envelope , I have to go out to show my talents to relatives.

The person who came was wearing a moon white gown, walking calmly, his face was as dusty and indifferent as before, but there was a pair of gold glasses on the bridge of his nose, and he was holding a thick lesson plan in his hand, it really looked like an old era the mr.

"Students." Xiao Lu stood on the podium.

Hearing this, pale faces lifted up, and pupilless eyes locked on him.

Xiao Lv's expression became a little serious, and he raised his hand and tapped heavily on the blackboard: "Your class teacher told me that you are the worst class he has ever taught!"

Ghosts: "..."

"Where is the monitor? Come out and go to the principal's office with me."

A boy ghost with a bloody face stood up tremblingly.Even if it is a ghost, the students are still timid when facing the aggressive teacher.

"And the two of you." Xiao Lu's fingertips pointed at the two people whose expressions were out of control, "Why are you flirting in the self-study class? Come out together."

Sherlock & Yang Huasheng: God, you are my real father! ! !