Wang Po naturally sensed the difference between Zhengmeng and Yemeng, and he didn't highlight Zhengmeng's superiority in front of the two, but just told the two of them what he saw and heard in the fifth studio of the Academy of Fine Arts, Crescent Lake.

Before Zhu Mingchen and Chen Yalong left, they still looked thoughtful, obviously, they had a kind of fear of carrying out the task.

"Big deal, at 2 o'clock in the morning, I went to the Academy of Fine Arts to secretly help him complete the task. How I feel I miss him so much as the babysitter. Wang Po shook his hair, went home to help his mother do some housework, and went back to the room to rest in the evening.

Bite!

At 2 o'clock in the morning, Chen Yalong and Zhu Mingchen both sent WeChat messages to Wang Po.

Wang Po got up, washed up, rode a Giant bicycle out of the door, and galloped towards the Academy of Fine Arts.

"Help...."A message sent by Zhu Mingchen.

The cold wind blew, Wang Po saw Zhu Mingchen's news, he only felt cold, he didn't think Zhu Mingchen was prank, he knew that Zhu Mingchen must have had an accident in the fifth studio, and he became anxious.

Shout!

Wang Po locked the bicycle to a pillar, bounced up directly, walked through the eaves and rooftops, and went straight to the Academy of Fine Arts.

The courtyard was quiet, there was snoring everywhere, and there was no sound of anyone talking.

There are awakened people in the Academy of Fine Arts, but the awakened also need to sleep, except for the awakened who have a task and do not sleep from 1 to 6 o'clock in the morning, the other awakened people still rest and work normally like ordinary people.

Wang Po bounced directly towards the fifth studio, landed in front of the courtyard of the fifth studio, and rushed towards the courtyard without hesitation.

"No, it's not this yard!"

Wang Po rushed into a courtyard and found that the studio in the courtyard was not the fifth studio, he could not misremember the location of the fifth studio, exited the courtyard, another courtyard appeared in front of him, he rushed in again, and found that he had entered the wrong courtyard.

"The underworld people in the fifth studio also have the ability to hit the wall. Wang Po felt that he couldn't underestimate the people in the underworld in the fifth studio, pondered for a moment, closed his eyes, held the Guan Gong knife in his hand, and slashed directly in all directions.

Bang Bang Bang!

When Wang Po opened his eyes, the surrounding courtyards had disappeared, and there were four easels erected on all sides, and it was the paper on the four easels that played the role of ghosts hitting the walls.

The painting paper on the four easels had been smashed by Wang Po with a knife, and the ghost wall spell laid by the people of the underworld naturally disappeared.

Wang Po swept into the courtyard where the fifth studio was located, saw the sign in front of the studio, and knew that the studio in front of him was the fifth studio, so he walked into the studio.

There are easels in the studio, and the paper on the easel is slowly turning, like the wind turning the paper, and it is also like a pair of invisible hands turning the paper.

"Zhu Mingchen!"

Wang Po didn't see Zhu Mingchen in the fifth studio, so he shouted.

"Save ......" Zhu Mingchen only had time to utter a word, and his voice stopped abruptly.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" Wang Po spat at the fifth studio, and his rude behavior immediately caused an easel to shake.

"Where to hide!" Wang Po swung his knife at the easel.

Burst!

Guan Gongdao easily split the paper on the easel.

Poof!

A man from the underworld appeared silently behind Wang Po, and the long nails of both hands grabbed Wang Po's neck.

It was a female underworld woman who looked like a student in a robot cat pajamas, and she was one of the three female students of the Academy of Fine Arts who died inexplicably in the fifth studio, and became a wandering spirit after her death.

"Not even a hundred-year-old ghost, you still want to hurt me, dreaming!" Wang Po's neck muscles shook, directly shattering the nails of the female underworld, and he turned around and exploded the female underworld's head with a punch.

The woman in the underworld didn't have time to scream, and her body turned into a cloud of black smoke and disappeared into the studio.

"Xiaomei!"

"Damn! Damn the man of the sun killed Xiaomei!"

Two vicious female voices came from the studio.

Wang Po didn't find the hiding place of the other two female ghosts, and said to the void: "As long as you release that male student, I can not blame you for today's incident, and only send you to the underworld, so that your souls will not be scattered." ”

"We've already killed people, there's no turning back!" said a female ghost's voice.

"We don't need to make you a poor person in the yang world, today is either you die or we die. Another female ghost snapped.

"It's really two bon ghosts, since you are looking for death, I will fulfill you. Wang Po chuckled, his eyes were like electricity, looking at the pieces of drawing paper fluttering in the studio, looking for the painting paper possessed by two female ghosts.

"Both, do you like to eat dates?" Wang Po asked abruptly.

"What?" the two female ghosts were stunned for a moment, completely unaware of the intention of the Yang people to ask this.

Wang Po casually took out a handful of dates from the matchmaker and sprinkled them in all directions of the studio.

The matchmaker's dates have a fatal temptation to the people of the underworld, that is, some thousand-year-old ghosts can't help but show up when they smell the smell of dates, not to mention the two little female ghosts who have been dead for less than a hundred years.

"It smells so good!"

"There are such fragrant dates in the world!"

Two faint shadows appeared in front of the dates, and reached out to grab the dates.

Wang Po sneered and slashed the two female ghosts with a knife.

Before they died, the two female ghosts still held the dates tightly with both hands, and they were horrified to find that their bodies had turned into black smoke and disappeared into the studio.

After killing three female ghosts, the fifth studio was restored to its original state, Wang Po saw Zhu Mingchen who was unconscious in a corner of the studio, woke up Zhu Mingchen, and briefly told what happened.

Zhu Mingchen hung his head in shame, it was too embarrassing, as soon as he entered the fifth studio and saw a female ghost, he was so frightened that he sent a message to Wang Po, and before the female ghost's nails caught him in the depths, he fainted.

"Wulong is in Crescent Lake, I'm afraid he is also more auspicious. Zhu Mingchen thought of Chen Yalong, and his face changed.

"Let's go, let's go to Crescent Lake first. Wang Po jumped up and swept out of the fifth studio.

When Zhu Mingchen walked out of the studio with trembling legs, he found that Wang Po could no longer be seen, and Wang Po's speed was too fast.

Wang Po swept to the Crescent Moon Lake as fast as he could, and in the moonlight, he looked into the lake.

There was a frolicking sound in the crescent lake, and in the center of the lake, the shirtless Chen Yalong was playing with a female ghost wearing a small vest.

The female ghost who is playing with Chen Yalong is the female ghost of the couple ghost in the legend of Crescent Lake, the female ghost specializes in hooking up with the boy in the couple, making the boy fascinated and breaking up with his girlfriend, so as to get satisfaction.

"Wulong!" Wang Po shouted.

Chen Yalong didn't seem to hear Wang Po's shouting, and continued to play with the female ghost.

The female ghost looked at Wang Po with a cold gaze and warned: "If you don't want to die, don't destroy my good deeds, otherwise I will make your life worse than death." ”

I was especially threatened by a female ghost!

Wang Po was a little depressed, it was the first time he was threatened by a female ghost.