'Boom!'

The bespectacled boy didn't dare to talk back, the cold chill from the teacher who suddenly had an abnormality made his hands and feet feel as if they had been frozen in the ice cellar for three days and three nights, his muscles and blood were coagulated, he secretly swallowed his saliva, and recalled in his heart the ...... he had experienced in his memory He covered his mouth with his hands and quickly lay down on his desk.

Fang Hong walked from the podium to the window, he looked at the unfamiliar face in the window, and thousands of thoughts went through his heart, yes, Fang Hong is a little brainless in dealing with certain things, but he doesn't know how to use his brain.

Raising his hands, Fang Hong looked at himself in his perception and himself reflected in the window, and he already had a little realization in his heart, the person who came in here was his own body when he looked at it, but in the eyes of others, it was a different person's appearance.

Instead, Fang Hong looked at the name tag hanging on his chest, which recorded Fang Hong's identity,

Then, Fang Hong looked at the students sitting quietly below, and didn't know how many of those teenagers and girls in neat uniforms were human beings and how many were ghosts under the human skin?

Ghosts are just a chaotic spiritual energy body, and if they are ordinary people, they may still be afraid, after all, even the weakest ghosts are not something that ordinary people can compete with. But in the eyes of Fang Hong, who is a celestial, ordinary ghost things are just ants that can be trampled to death at will, and even through the devouring of the body of a celestial person, they can slightly increase the upper limit of their spiritual power, although the amplitude is very small, but after all, it is also an improvement.

If there is a ghost, kill it!

Fang Hong turned his head and faced the students who were sitting quietly, staring at them quietly, and then, a layer of red light instantly surfaced in his eyes, and through an illusory layer of information, Fang Hong noticed the true appearance of those 'students'.

These people, looking through the information layer, are like adding a layer of filters, but if you strip away the information of the additional 'students' and 'teachers', Fang Hong can see the true faces of those quiet 'students'.

"Dark Devil?"

Fang Hong noticed a handsome boy sitting in the second row behind the windowsill, don't look at his age, but he was already the calmest among those people who were dressed differently. As if sensing Fang Hong's gaze on him, the black devil raised his head slightly, glanced at Fang Hong's pupils that had applied spiritual vision, and then quickly lowered his head......

Although he found a familiar guy, Fang Hong didn't take the initiative to go to him, not to mention the relationship between the two, it was just a one-sided friendship.

What's more, he was just an ordinary person, even if he had some fame in the ACG circle, that's all, Fang Hong didn't have the heart to bring him into his own circle of magicians.

Although Fang Hong is not interested in the International Association of Magicians, he is very much in favor of strictly controlling the growth of the number of magicians, after all, once ordinary people know the existence of magic, they will definitely not be willing to live a lifetime of inaction, so they will work hard to obtain this kind of 'miracle' power, which is absolutely tantamount to the stability of society.

Therefore, for ordinary people who accidentally know the existence of the magician, at least they have to be blurred by memory, and even more seriously, they will be 'disappeared'.

Although this is unfair to ordinary people, what is really fair in this world?

After all, magicians are a depraved and dangerous virus to the world!

"Okay, let's go to the self-study class, and the teacher needs to go out. Scanning the classroom, Fang Hong didn't find any ghosts, of course, he didn't bother to talk to these unlucky people who were caught in the ghost world, life and death are fate, if he can come out alive, then see you at that time.

After Fang Hong completely left the classroom, after it was almost deserted for more than thirty seconds, I don't know who took a big breath, and then, with a series of wheezing sounds in the classroom, the people in the room were like suffocating people finally breathing fresh air, and the group gasped in unison, making a sound similar to pulling bellows.

"Goo-dong!"

Wang Bin spread out on the seat with a frightened face, he was really frightened, he was a boy with flat-headed wide-framed glasses who had just talked to Fang Hong head-on, he patted his head desperately, and his hands were red and he didn't stop.

If it was a nightmare, he really wanted to wake himself up and wake himself up from this nightmare as soon as possible.

Although Fang Hong did not deliberately target Wang Bin, but because his sister was kidnapped by ghosts, his temper was naturally not good, and his bad mood would naturally be reflected in his mental fluctuations......

The killing intent like a beast in the wilderness instantly shattered Wang Bin's will and directly dispersed his spirit. When a person loses his spirit, he is just a walking corpse.

The black devil lay on the table, and he listened carefully to the movement around him. It's not the real world anymore, he knows that.

After all, five minutes ago, he had already died once......

The original name of the black devil is Zhang Guoqing, a freshman art boy, with unbridled imagination and observation, for the dull life of him, he is very yearning for those heroes who can fly away. Therefore, he has become a veteran ACG fan.

Before entering here, Zhang Guoqing was practicing in the bathroom of the hotel, and when he sang, he felt that something was wrong, and a strong smell of blood filled his nostrils.

When he lowered his head according to his feelings, he was horrified to find that the mouth of the sewer under his feet was constantly tumbling out of viscous plasma, at first Zhang Guoqing thought he was dazzled, after all, he had recently read a semi-horror book called "Evil Spirit Country", and he thought that he was too tired to cause insanity.

But after rubbing his eyes, the plasma fountain still did not disappear, and the viscous liquid flooded the soles of Zhang Guoqing's feet.

It's not an illusion, the muscles of Zhang Guoqing's whole body tensed up all of a sudden, you must know that people in the ACG circle have a lot of ideas, this is to say that it sounds good, and if it is ugly, it is the second disease, or the late stage.

Faced with this supernatural situation that completely violated scientific cognition, Zhang Guoqing's brain suddenly opened uncontrollably, and Sadako Jia Coconut, Pen Fairy Zombie took turns to pass through his heart.

Although when talking about horror movies on the Internet, it will lead to what to do if Sadako and Coconut really come to find themselves, Zhang Guoqing also joked that he would strip it and turn a nightmare into a good dream.

Having said that, after all, there is a lot of jokes, and anyone can talk about it, but if it really encounters a supernatural event, seriously, Zhang Guoqing is already a hero who can still run.

When Zhang Guoqing left the bath, he turned his head and could even see a broken grimace the size of a table on the frosted glass of the bath.

hurriedly put on his pants and autumn clothes, Zhang Guoqing saw that the blood in the bathroom had begun to seep out of the crack in the door, and there was no time, so he ran out of his house directly.

There are ghosts here!

Zhang Guoqing looked at the empty corridor in the hotel, and he didn't care about being polite or impolite, he knocked directly on the door opposite him, which was the room of a makeup artist girl who had a good relationship with him.

Zhang Guoqing didn't bring his mobile phone, he wanted to go back and get it, he didn't have the guts, under the change of complexion, Zhang Guoqing gritted his teeth, even if he was treated as a pervert, he recognized it, but as soon as he was about to bang on the door, he heard screams coming out of the makeup artist's room.

This is no ordinary scream, this is the last sound of despair between human beings.

Zhang Guoqing took two steps back, turned around and ran directly towards the stairs of the hotel...... However, the huge scissors that came out from behind the door caught his head behind his back, and the sharp blades pressed together......

"Are you sure? The teacher is the ghost we're about to face. ”