Weird Resurrection: I Can Transform into a Great Demon

The three of them looked around vigilantly. Any ghost that could be related to the female student should be particularly scary.

Fortunately, nothing unusual happened until they walked out of the flowerbed area.

"We are lucky. We should deal with the ghosts on the playground first and then deal with the ghost security guard. This is the most reasonable order." Yang Chan breathed a sigh of relief.

The information mentioned that the ghost security guard never appeared anywhere other than the flowerbed.

But some ghosts on the playground would run around the campus. If they ran over when dealing with the security guard, the three of them would be in danger.

It was dark, and the three of them could only vaguely see a piece of grass and two football hoops surrounded by a plastic track.

"A student died here. I heard that he died of a sudden heart attack after being punished by the dean of teaching, Ma Hong, to run ten laps. After that, several students who ran alone at night died suddenly on the playground for unknown reasons."

Yang Chan looked at her phone and briefly described the ghost she was going to deal with next: "Some bystanders saw these students running before they died, with a blurry figure beside them, who seemed to be chatting with them enthusiastically."

"According to the information, running within a certain range of the playground will attract the dead student. It will bewitch people through chatting, making them ignore their physical fatigue and run until they die!"

Chen Xue also looked at her phone: "The strength of this ghost is not indicated, but judging from this strange ability, it is likely to be an evil ghost. It is very dangerous!"

The two women were very solemn. Even D+ masters would not ignore the horror of any evil ghost, because these things are too cunning and fierce.

"Now we need someone to lure the ghost out. Who will go?" Yang Chan said.

This is the most dangerous task. No one is willing to face an unknown evil ghost alone.

"Let's draw lots." Chen Xue suggested.

"No, I'll go." Jiang Chen stood up: "But there is one thing, you can only make a move after you see me make a gesture."

"You stay here and don't move. I'm going to lure a ghost back."

After saying that, he walked towards the darkness of the playground, leaving only a broad back figure for the two.

At a certain moment, Yang Chan thought of her father.

"Bah, bah, bah! What am I thinking in my head, just a shameless little thief who loves to show off!"

...

Jiang Chen ran onto the plastic track. There was a strong odor in the air. I don't know if it was because no one had cleaned it for too long, or if something happened on the playground.

He ran a lap and a half, and there was another footstep behind him.

Jiang Chen turned his head and took a look. Chen Xue and Yang Chan were still standing at the edge of the playground, winking at him frantically, as if hinting at something.

He remained calm, and soon, the people behind caught up and took the initiative to speak.

"You're still running at night so late. I rarely see runners like you. I'm glad to meet you."

Jiang Chen turned his head and saw a male student with ordinary looks, wearing sportswear and a friendly smile.

"You're too happy too early!"

He suddenly exerted force on his feet and rushed out.

Leaving the male student with a frozen smile.

"You! Ghost energy +25."

After running half a lap at a very fast speed, Jiang Chen turned his head and found that the male student appeared next to him again. He narrowed his eyes.

"It seems that speed alone can't get rid of this ghost."

"Hehe classmate, don't be afraid. I'm not a bad person. It's fate that we met so late. How about running together and chatting?" The male student spoke again, his expression and tone were impeccable.

Jiang Chen felt dizzy when he heard what the other party said. He seemed to have forgotten his original purpose. He subconsciously asked, "What are you talking about?"

Seeing this, the other party raised a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth: "Classmate, what do you like to do most?"

"Girls." Jiang Chen answered briefly.

"Ah, this..."

"Running ghost Sun Zheming thinks you are driving too fast, ghost energy +30."

The male student's face froze for a moment. Your hobby... is really fucking good!

If we just keep talking like this, our world will be gone.

"Anything else?"

"I also like to gossip about others behind their backs." Jiang Chen pondered and said.

"That's a coincidence. I also have this hobby. There is almost nothing about our school that I don't know!" Sun Zheming was full of confidence, and the meaning was very clear. You can ask whatever you want next.

"Really?" Jiang Chen was really interested: "I heard that our school has a dean named Ma Hong, who strictly abides by the school rules, is ruthless when it comes to punishing students, and has a bad temper. Everyone privately calls him the living devil."

"It seems that there is a rumor that Director Ma Hong is not very good in that aspect. Do you know about this?"

After hearing the first half, Sun Zheming nodded frequently and agreed very much. After hearing the second half, he was even more shocked.His eyes lit up with excitement.

Finally, he chuckled: "Of course it's right, this is the truth!"

"Really, Sun Zheming! You mean! Director Ma Hong is really not good at that?! Can you tell me in detail!" Jiang Chen suddenly became extremely shocked, and the volume was raised to the highest level, and the whole playground could hear it.

Fuck!

Speak a little more quietly!

If Ma Hong hears this, won't he break my bones?

Sun Zheming's face turned pale with fear. He didn't expect this guy to be so outspoken. Is this how you gossip? Why don't you use a loudspeaker?

"Ghost Qi +80."

"Ghost Qi +92."

It seems that the other party is really scared. Jiang Chen's ears rang with two large ghost Qi prompts.

His eyes lit up: "Hurry up and tell me, Sun Zheming! How do you know about Director Ma's side..."

"Keep your voice down! Director Ma inspects the school every night. If he hears us, we're done!" Sun Zheming hurriedly stopped Jiang Chen: "Change the topic."

"Oh, I also heard that the head teacher of Class 4 in Grade 2 was very timid. When a classmate died, she clearly saw the whole process. Someone asked her to testify, but she didn't dare to say anything."

"Is this true?"

Hearing this question, Sun Zheming's mouth twitched again.

You really know how to pick people.

All of them are people I can't afford to offend.

"Ghost Qi +45."

"Change another one." He said helplessly.

"I heard that a girl died in our school. She was pushed down from the building and died. Do you know her name?"

Sun Zheming was so scared that his legs almost went limp: "Let's talk about the head teacher of Class 4!"

"She was the only one who saw the whole process that day, but she kept her mouth shut and didn't dare to tell the truth."

"Later, she died in the office. Her eyes were dug out and her mouth was sewn up. The person who killed her seemed to want to say that since you ignore the truth, it's useless to keep your eyes. Since you don't want to speak for me, never speak again!"

"Later, something even more terrifying happened. A teacher lost the ability to speak, and all she had left was corporal punishment of students."

"Since then, a woman with empty pupils and a sewn mouth often appears in the teaching building at night. The living people who were hit by her would die in the classroom with bruises all over their bodies."

After Sun Zheming finished speaking, he saw Jiang Chen take out a large speaker from behind, press the button to end the recording, and then click to play the previous recording.

His words were instantly played out from the loudspeaker, echoing throughout the campus.

On a certain building in the teaching building area, a pair of empty eyes looked at Sun Zheming from a distance, revealing a chilling murderous intent that made people shudder.

Sun Zheming couldn't help but shudder violently, looking at Jiang Chen with a painful face.

Damn! You really have a loudspeaker.

You are a waste of talent to be a human, it would be better to be a dog.

Dog thing!

"Ghost spirit +95!"