Welcome To High School Of Horror

Every year on the 15th day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar is the Zhongyuan Festival, which is also called "Meng Lan Basin Festival" or "Meng Lan Basin Festival" in Southeast Asia, and in some places it is called "Ghost Festival" or "Shi Gu Festival".

There are various names, also known as Dead Man's Day and July and a half. In addition, in a way, the Ghost Festival belongs to Taoism, and the Obon Festival belongs to Buddhism.

Zong Hua's family sang a magic show, and every year on July 15th, they would perform a show for ghosts and gods. It is said that such unclean things would have no time to harass others. So everyone attaches great importance to this scene, and everything is doing its best to prepare.

Tang Feng followed Zong Hua back home, and only then did he understand his current situation. Because his investment in the mainland failed, his family and theater troupe didn't like him, and his friends avoided him. Always think about him. So Tang Feng could only move things in the theater troupe, which was leisurely.

On this day, Zong Hua took Tang Feng to watch the movie he had watched when he was a child. After all, Tang Feng was the only one who could talk to him in this familiar hometown.

After watching the movie, it was already late at night, and the two of them were walking unsteadily on the street, chatting without a word.

Zong Hua looked at Tang Feng, "What about your parents, how could they live under the flyover.

Tang Feng was a little sad, "passed away"

...... Well, do you want to do something else, just follow me all the time, there is no way out, you see I can't protect myself now. "

"I think the troupe is pretty good." Tang Feng quickened his pace.

"Dingling!" A shrill ringing pierced the silent night sky, and Zong Hua's cell phone rang. Taking out his mobile phone, Zong Hua answered the call. Although the voice on the other side of the phone was very weak, Tang Feng still used his powerful mental power to hear intermittent and noisy voices coming from inside.

"Is it Zhijun?"~?"

"Shushasha" the voice continued to come from the phone.

"Hello? How are you?...Is this Zhijun?"

Suddenly, someone on the other end of the phone began to cry. "Zong Hua, please don't leave me, please, Zong Hua!"

Sighing, Zong Hua said: "Zhi Jun, I'm sorry, I'm going back to Hong Kong now, if you can get back the cheated money from the mainland, you can stay, I'm sorry..."

"Zong Hua, if you don't come back, I will jump off the building.

Before he could reply in the future, Zong Hua kicked something suddenly. He looked down and saw that it was a brazier used by others to worship the dead, and all the change in the basin spilled out.

Tang Feng heard the voice behind him, and looked at the mess on the ground and couldn't help frowning.

At this time, two children came running from a distance. They ran to the brazier, squatted down and began to pick up the change on the ground.

"Zhi-Kar!" A car was caught off guard and ran towards two children who suddenly appeared, but the car went straight through the children's bodies, and they disappeared as a cloud of air!

The whole process happened so suddenly that Zong Hua froze on the spot, watching the dodging driver drive towards him with his army.

Seeing this, Tang Feng exerted force on his legs, and there was a faint sound of breaking the wind. In an instant, his body flew out like a shell, and he lifted Zong Hua to the other side of the car, and Zong Hua was saved.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully protecting the protagonist Zong Hua once, and was rewarded with 10,000 horror points. The host's only talent was detected: uniquely blessed, and the reward has been increased tenfold. Congratulations to the host for getting 100,000 horror points!"

"Thank... thank you! You saved me again."

Seeing this, the driver also got out of the car, with a look of shock on his face, and walked around the car several times, "Did you see it? Just now, there were two children just now!" The driver asked Zong Hua with a pale face.

Shaking their heads hesitantly, Zong Hua and Tang Feng turned around and left.

When we went back, everyone was busy rehearsing the kickoff scene. The old troupe leader saw Zong Hua coming and greeted him enthusiastically, asked him how he was, and asked him if he was still used to living in the past few days.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Zong Hua nodded unnaturally, "It's not bad, it's definitely better at home than outside."

At this time, there was a sound of high heels hitting the ground in the distance, and Zong Hua's younger sister Jingjing came back.

You know how to hang out with your group of cronies until dawn! You don’t go to school, and you don’t learn to play!!” The old class leader saw Jingjing and yelled loudly.

"My group of friends are all high-class people! Yes, I have nothing to do. Didn't your good son who went to school lose his money and come back? Damn!"

Zong Hua looked a little ugly.

"You?!" Before he could say anything, the old class leader fell down clutching his chest, and everyone rushed forward. Tang Feng also gave Jingjing a cold look, and flicked his hand imperceptibly, a golden light sank into the chest of the old class leader.

"Hoo.......Hoo" The old class leader breathed out, his pale face regained a trace of blood, everyone anxiously called 120 and called for an ambulance.

Before getting in the car, the old class leader suddenly grabbed Tang Feng, pulled him to his mouth, and said to him, "I saw it (alright), thank you for saving me just now, and thank you for repeating I saved Zong Hua for the first time, judging by your bearing, you are not a mortal, I beg you to protect Zong Hua..."

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