Seeing a hint of horror flashing in the eyes of those powerful ghosts, Wang Po knew that his goal had been achieved, so he put away his sword and stood up, and roared at the group of hundred-year-old powerful ghosts: "We can talk now?"

"Talk about your grandma!" A schoolgirl from the underworld relied on her hundred-year-old ghost skills and turned into a gust of wind and rushed towards Wang Po, and her claws had already grabbed into the flesh on Wang Po's chest.

Wang Po casually took out the shroud and wrapped it around the head of the schoolgirl in the underworld.

"Ahh

As the saying goes, one thing overcomes one thing, and the shroud of the corpse murderer is the nemesis of the hundred-year-old ghost, and the schoolgirl in the underworld who has a hundred years of ghost skills was wrapped in the shroud, and immediately turned into black smoke and was sucked away by the shroud.

"Whoever wants to die, I will fulfill you. At this moment, he was like a demon from hell, staring at the schoolgirls in the underworld, as if he was staring at the prey.

"Hehe!" A female student from the underworld with a beautiful face and a graceful temperament walked out and said: "Harmony makes money! All friends from the yang world have worked tirelessly to cross the yin and yang to come to this school, it won't be to kill us hundred-year-old ghosts." ”

"Of course not! Come to Hades to kill people, unless we get tired of life. The captain of the basketball team walked out and said condescendingly to the underworld schoolgirl, "We are here just to ask if you have seen the appearance of the person who took the ten underworld people out of the cemetery?"

A female student from the underworld said: "The ten sisters went with that man voluntarily, and his body was shrouded in a layer of yang energy, and we couldn't see his face clearly, but we knew from his conversation with those sisters that he was a professor at the Academy of Fine Arts, and he made paintings that could hide the souls of people in the underworld." It was through those paintings that the man in the yang world took away the ten sisters, and he also said that as long as no one was discovered, he would come back and bring more sisters to the yang world to enjoy the blessings. ”

"Thank you!" the captain of the basketball team had gotten the information he wanted.

Wang Po and his entourage crossed yin and yang and came to the realm of the underworld, which was full of dangers, just for a clue, and when the clue was obtained, they immediately left the girls' school and retreated along the road they came.

When Wang Po and his party left the underworld, they found that the cold eyes of the people in the underworld on the buildings in the distance were staring at their backs, making them feel cold all over their bodies, and they didn't dare to turn their heads to look until they walked out of the realm of the underworld, and then they breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to look at the underworld behind them.

"It's so exciting!" the first genius of the Academy of Fine Arts was so excited that he completely forgot who was trembling with fright just now.

The captain of the basketball team pondered for a moment and looked at the first genius of the Academy of Fine Arts: "According to the clues we have obtained, the yang man who took away the ten people from the underworld may be a professor of painting in the Academy of Fine Arts. The first genius of the Academy of Fine Arts, you are a student of the Academy of Fine Arts, and the next task of finding that professor depends on you. ”

The face of the first genius of the Academy of Fine Arts changed greatly, and she pondered for a long time before she said, "I'm very sorry, I have something to tell you." Actually, I was not a student of the Academy of Fine Arts, and I failed to be admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts by 10 points, so I had to open a studio next to the Academy of Fine Arts to teach children to draw. I'm just a teacher who teaches children to draw, not a genius at the Academy of Fine Arts. ”

Wang Po, the captain of the basketball team, Dai Xiaorui, and Tiansha Lone Star were speechless for a while.

"Hey!" the captain of the basketball team sighed and said, "Everyone has their own life, just live happily." Actually, I'm just a truck driver now, and since I retired, I couldn't find any suitable job, so I bought a truck sports car, and my life is still passable. ”

Tiansha Lone Star's heart was touched, and he also said: "I was an orphan since I was a child, and then I was adopted, and I have been living a bad life, after graduating from high school, I went to the orphanage as a volunteer, while supporting myself by delivering food, while volunteering in the orphanage, I feel very happy in this life." ”

Everyone told the secret in their hearts, and Dai Xiaorui also let go of her guard and said: "My father died when I was very young, and later, my mother remarried and married a man who was more than 30 years older than my mother, and that old man was very good to me and loved me as my own daughter, but I never called him dad, only uncle." He spent all his savings to buy me a limited edition Ferrari in order to call him Daddy, but I never called him Daddy, in fact, in my heart, he was already my Daddy, I was just embarrassed to call it out. What saddens me the most is that he left us forever on a day when I was out to host, and I really regret not calling him Daddy, and my mother told me at his funeral that his wish was for me to call him Daddy. ”

As she spoke, Dai Xiaorui began to cry.

The first genius of the Academy of Fine Arts handed Dai Xiaorui a tissue, and her own eyes were red.

One by one, they looked at Wang Po, who was listening to other people's stories.

Wang Po smiled awkwardly and said: "I am just a flower of the future of the society, and the biggest secret in my heart is that I want to be a salted fish who sleeps until he wakes up naturally, counts the money and counts until his hands cramp, and I don't want to be a hard-working socialist successor." ”

"Believe you, a ghost!"

The four of them don't care about a child, and they are very generous.

Wang Po was treated as a child by the four of them, and he was very unhappy, how could he say that he was also a senior in high school, and he was about to graduate from high school and become a college student.

When Wang Po and his party came out of the underworld, the spotlights on the watchtowers around them shone on them.

The captain of the basketball team revealed his identity and asked a sergeant to check it, and the five of them left the 1912 cemetery smoothly.

In the parking lot of the cemetery, a large heavy truck and a red Ferrari sports car were parked.

"Xiao Guan Gong, are you going to be a Ferrari sports car hosted by Dai, or are you riding in my big truck?" the captain of the basketball team looked at Wang Po.

"Needless to say, of course, I sat in the captain's big truck, and it must be very stylish to sit in such a tall truck. Wang Po looked at the big truck with an expression of joy when he saw things.

The captain of the basketball team opened the door of the truck, got into the truck, opened the co-pilot's door, and let Wang Po get into the car.

Wang Po, who couldn't wait for a long time, swept directly to the passenger seat of the big truck.

Teng Teng!

The big truck started up with a deafening roar.

"Captain. We met at the entrance of the Academy of Fine Arts. Dai Xiaorui drove a Ferrari sports car, carrying the first talent of the Academy of Fine Arts and the Lone Star.

"Okay!"

Sou!

As soon as the captain of the basketball team stepped on the accelerator, the whole truck sped off.

Ferrari sports cars followed.

Two cars, one large and one small, drove out of the 1912 cemetery, the two cars will go hand in hand, one will be a big car super small car, one will be a small car super large car, in this silent night, all the way to speed.