Today I scare non-humans again [Unlimited]

Jiang Heng finished filming reflexively before realizing what he had just done. He silently put the file back, and the face of the Hanged Ghost slowly appeared from behind the file.

Jiang Heng glanced at it, then lowered his head in shame. He wrung the hem of his clothes uneasily, and apologized mutteringly: "I'm sorry..."

The bridge of the Hanged Ghost's nose, which was already collapsed, was basically flattened by Jiang Heng's slap.

The Hanged Ghost was stunned for a while at first, but after he realized it, he covered his face, and a sad sobbing sound leaked from his thin fingers.

"Don't be sad." Jiang Heng looked at the blood and tears dripping from between the fingers of the Hanged Ghost, and comforted him indiscriminately, "You see, your nose was originally collapsed, it is now It’s just a little bit more collapsed, so it’s more distinctive!”

Yi Huiyun heard Jiang Heng's consolation from the side, and she could have predicted that the Hanged Ghost would cry even worse.

It's like saying to the Hanged Ghost, you're already ugly, but now you're just a little uglier.

Yi Huiyun couldn't bear to look away.

Jiang Heng didn't notice it, and wanted to continue to comfort him, but suddenly saw the sticky saliva sticking out of the Hanged Ghost's tongue.

He frowned slightly, feeling a little distressed, and then said hesitantly: "Your tongue coating is a little yellow, you may be a little angry... Do you usually drink water?"

The Hanged Ghost's whimpering stopped, he put down his hand covering his face, and the two holes in his face that should have been eyes looked at Jiang Heng hollowly, as if he could really see him.

Suddenly, two clusters of faint blue flames sprang up from the eyeholes of Hanged Ghost, and the flames danced in his eye sockets, illuminating Jiang Heng's face.

Under the light of the blue flames, Jiang Heng's porcelain-white cheeks seemed to be glowing faintly, and the already delicate eyebrows were dazzled by the flames, making them even more beautiful.

The Hanged Ghost stared at Jiang Heng for a long time, then suddenly spoke: "Photo...revenge..." His hoarse guttural voice was filled with heavy emotions and undeniable stubbornness.

Jiang Heng's eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings, and the faint light covering them swayed along with it: "Photo?" He repeated in puzzlement, only his voice was still soft in the darkness.

A thin photo slowly floated down from the ceiling, hovered and landed on the ground.

Jiang Heng bent down to pick it up, while Yi Huiyun came forward holding a light to provide Jiang Heng with a light source.

This is a photo of two people, a middle-aged man and a young boy.

The man has an amiable face, a friendly smile, and a bookish look coming out of his frame. One can tell at a glance that he is an educator.The boy standing cautiously beside him has a restrained look, looking taciturn and even gloomy.

Jiang Heng turned the photo to the back and found a line of words printed on it.

"Principal He Weidong personally assists needy students."

Yi Huiyun: "He Weidong again?" They have dealt with this name more than once during this trip.

Holding the photo, Jiang Heng asked the Hanged Ghost suspiciously: "Who is He Weidong?"

When the Hanged Ghost heard this name, his emotions suddenly became agitated, and there was a hooting sound in his throat: "Revenge... Hate... Kill!" When he said the last two words, his voice suddenly rose, like a broken radio. Scream high-pitched.

As the last word of Hanged Ghost fell, countless shriveled ghost hands suddenly protruded from the ceiling. They shook and struggled above the heads of Jiang Heng and Heng, their gestures were painful, and their squirming sounds were sticky and disgusting.

"Help...help..." The mournful voices sounded one after another, making one's scalp numb.

Jiang Heng pulled Yi Huiyun down quickly, trying not to let the ghost hands touch them.

The two looked up at the ceiling, and saw that the ghost hands were falling continuously, and the highly rotten ghost heads gradually appeared on the ceiling.

"Hate...Hate..." Those ghost heads turned their dark green ghost pupils and glared at Jiang Heng and the others.

Seeing that the ghosts on the ceiling were descending faster and faster, Jiang Heng would run into them soon, and dragged Yi Huiyun out of the door decisively.

The two returned along the same dark passage they had come from. The lamp in Yi Huiyun's hand swayed as they ran. ghosting.

Jiang Heng turned around and found that the ghosts in the room were actually chasing after them, so he quickened his pace and pulled Yi Huiyun straight forward.

The two walked through the archives, ran up the stairs, and returned to the administration building.

Jiang Heng closed the passage door of the archive room firmly with his backhand, separating the chasing ghosts.

The door shook for a while under the violent impact of the ghosts, and then calmed down.

Jiang Heng made sure that the ghosts inside the door had given up their pursuit, so he let go of the doorknob that was holding on tightly.

Yi Huiyun was also helping to block the door just now. Seeing that it was all right, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, the quality of this door is good, and it hasn't been broken."

She turned her head, but saw Jiang Heng's eyes were staring at the front: "Jiang Heng? What's wrong?"

Yi Huiyun followed Jiang Heng's line of sight.

Two figures stepped out of the darkness ahead.

"What a coincidence, I ran into you again." Cai Hong waved his hand and greeted Jiang Heng and the two, with an inexplicably frightening and attentive smile on his face.

Wang Shan, who was standing beside him, also said softly: "Meeting is fate, let's go together?" She looked at Jiang Heng tenderly, completely different from the attitude when she cursed Jiang Heng before.

Yi Huiyun shuddered, and touched the goosebumps on her hands: "What's going on? These two have changed their sex?"

Jiang Heng didn't speak. He pursed his lips and looked thoughtfully at Wang Shan and Cai Hong who were walking side by side.

"Let's let the previous conflict pass. After all, we are teammates, so it's better to get along well~" Seeing that Jiang Heng and Yi Huiyun didn't talk to them, Wang Shan said with a sweet smile.

Cai Hong repeatedly nodded in agreement, and then continued: "Let's stop arguing. Now we have to go out quickly. It's dawn outside, and the class time may be coming soon."

Although Yi Huiyun felt that the approach of these two people had absolutely no good intentions, Jiang Heng had already said softly: "Okay, then let's not quarrel anymore."

She looked sideways at Jiang Heng's soft smile, and the sarcastic words fell back into her stomach.

Forget it, it's more important for Jiang Heng to be happy, anyway, these two people can't make any splashes.

"Let's go."

The four of them walked out of the administrative building together. The morning light poured coldly on the campus. The thick white mist at night had faded away at some point, and the campus reappeared its original appearance.

Yi Huiyun rubbed her chin: "The white mist at night should be to prevent us from running around in the middle of the night. Even during the break time, it must prevent us. It seems that we must strictly abide by the school rules. It is not enough to just go to and from get out of class on time."

The four of them were originally assigned to different classrooms, so after walking to the teaching building together, they each went to their own classrooms.

Before parting, Yi Huiyun still worriedly told Jiang Heng to run over to find her if something happened.Although she knew in her heart that Jiang Heng was very powerful, but looking at that gentle and delicate face, she still couldn't help worrying.

Jiang Heng obediently responded and sent Yi Huiyun away before turning around and walking towards his classroom.

He walked briskly into the classroom, sat down in his seat from yesterday, and waited for the teacher to come to class.

The school bell rang.

He looked around and found that all the paper figurine classmates were absent, and none of them came to class.

The teacher from yesterday hurried into the classroom and quickly wrote the two characters "self-study" with chalk on the dilapidated blackboard.

Jiang Heng stood up straight, and said anxiously: "Report to the teacher! The students didn't come to class today, did they oversleep?"

The teacher's hand holding the chalk trembled suddenly, and the last stroke of the word "Xi" was drawn by him as a crooked earthworm.

"Students are all on leave." The teacher answered in a hoarse voice, in a low tone, then put down the chalk and rushed out of the classroom briskly.

Jiang Heng watched the teacher's back go away, and sat back in his seat in frustration, full of worries for his classmates.

"Is everyone sick, so they asked for leave and didn't come to class." He muttered in a low voice.

I wanted to make friends with them.

Jiang Heng stared at the two big characters "self-study" on the blackboard, thinking about what he should study by himself.

He stood up and rummaged through the classroom, trying to find a book to read.

Jiang Heng searched all over the classroom, and finally found a tattered book from the bookcase in the corner of the classroom with difficulty. The cover of the book was torn off, leaving only the title page wrapped around the inner pages.

He took the book and walked back to his place to read and study by himself.

Just as Jiang Heng put the book on the desk, suddenly, the sound of breaking the air came from above, and the tips of his ears moved slightly, and he avoided the attack sharply.

An old electric fan fell down and hit a figure sitting on Jiang Heng's seat heavily on the head.

Jiang Heng opened his subconsciously closed eyes, and saw a crooked neck ghost sitting on his seat.The electric fan that had just fallen was cracked in two, and the wreckage was lying quietly on the ground.

He rushed forward in a stride, shaking the shoulder of the crooked ghost: "Student, are you okay? You seem to have been hit by an electric fan just now."

The crooked neck ghost twisted its neck stiffly, and the cervical spine made a penetrating "click" sound as if it was overwhelmed.He turned his head slowly, the features on his face were twisted together ferociously, the corners of his mouth were grinning grinningly, and the blood-red ghost eyes were about to come out of their sockets.

Jiang Heng's eyes were moist, he looked at the crooked neck ghost's head tilted to the left by the electric fan, and then looked at the ferocious expression on the crooked neck ghost's face, and said worriedly: "Are you in pain?"

He pursed his lips, made up his mind, and stretched out his hand: "It's okay, I'll help you."

Jiang Heng held the crooked neck ghost's head with both hands, and pushed it to the right, trying to help him straighten his head.

With a crisp "click", the crooked neck ghost's body and head were separated.

Jiang Heng held up the crooked neck ghost's head, stunned for a while, then hurriedly pushed his head back: "I'm sorry! I didn't mean it."

In a panic, he turned the crooked neck ghost's head upside down.

Jiang Heng's cheeks were slightly red, and he bit his lower lip anxiously with the tip of his teeth: "I, I pretended to be wrong, let me pretend for you again." Then, he stretched his hand towards the crooked neck ghost's head again. past.

The ghost with a crooked neck showed horror, he stood up quickly, and was about to run.

Jiang Heng grabbed the crooked neck ghost's head and made him sit down again.

"Don't run away, I haven't put your head on for you yet?" Jiang Heng raised the corners of his lips, dimples sunk deeply on his face, his smile was as sweet as if soaked in sugar water.