The convoy drove unimpeded into the toll booth at the entrance of the Binhai Expressway and soon entered the city.

The scenes flashing outside the car window made Huang Xiaolong feel very familiar, and of course, very kind.

Perhaps, Huang Xiaolong has regarded Binhai as his second hometown.

After all, here are his friends, his women...

"Xiaolong, do you want to go home with us?" Sun Wei blinked her tender eyes and said softly.

"Uh~~" Huang Xiaolong choked.

Sun Wei smiled and said. "Now we have to go home and report to my grandfather on the specific situation of this trip to Jiangnan City. ”

As she spoke, Sun Wei's bright eyes showed a look of memory and adoration. "Little Dragon... Thanks to you this time. I'm going to tell my grandfather everything slowly, so that he can know your bravery. The extra first floor of the Carnival Hotel, the mysterious disappearance of Lan Keer, the fighting methods of the National Forest Park, and... The ancient martial arts boxing tournament passed all the way, destroyed the Wei family, and helped our Sun family resist the enemy...... Wow, Xiaolong, everything that Jiangnan City has experienced can be written into a long book, and it is still very exciting, the kind that sells well~~"

It seems that Sun Wei is going home to report the situation, and Huang Xiaolong has no interest in this. He didn't bother to go to Sun's house, and was surrounded by a group of people who said that kind of sensual flattery.

"Then I'm not going. Huang Xiaolong smiled. "Sister White Tiger, just find a place to park, I'll get out of the car and go home by myself. ”

At that moment, the car stopped on the side of the road, and Huang Xiaolong got out of the car.

Walking aimlessly on the street, the sun is shining, and everything is fine.

At this time, the mobile phone rings.

Huang Xiaolong took out his mobile phone and saw that it was his eldest wife Song Yuru calling.

Just now in the car, Huang Xiaolong sent a WeChat message to tell Song Yuru that he had returned to Binhai.

Answer the call.

"Xiaolong! You are so excessive!Go to Jiangnan City to play, it's been so long~~" Song Yuru directly made a big move, but soon her tone was soft, and she whispered a little aggrieved. "People want to kill you..."

"Hahahaha~~ Big wife, I miss you too. Huang Xiaolong smiled.

"Cut~~ Who knows if you really miss someone. Song Yuru said coquettishly.

"I must miss you, because we are mandarin ducks and butterflies, a natural pair. Huang Xiaolong's tone was genuine.

"Little Dragon... If you want me... That... Then you're coming to me right away... I'm at school... Are you coming~~" Song Yuru said to Huang Xiaolong in an almost pleading tone.

To tell the truth, during the time that Huang Xiaolong left Binhai, Song Yuru was thinking about him for a long time, and he turned around a thousand times. In the days when Huang Xiaolong was not around, Song Yuru was too tormented. Sometimes dreaming of Huang Xiaolong in the middle of the night is very sweet, but it adds to the pain of lovesickness, and he will shed tears.

Now, Huang Xiaolong has returned to Binhai, and Song Yuru can't wait to see him immediately, rush into his arms, and let him kiss him well, hug him, and touch him enough.

In this case, even if Huang Xiaolong directly asked her to open the house, she would run away without saying a word.

"Alright, big wife, I'll come to you now. Huang Xiaolong also misses his eldest wife.

"Mmmmmmmmmm When you come, take a walk around the school, or wait for me in the playground, library, cafeteria... Bye-bye, do you want you to love you!" Song Yuru hung up the phone like a cheerful lark.

Huang Xiaolong took a taxi and went straight to the branch campus of Binhai University.

As soon as he got out of the car and walked to the gate of the school, Huang Xiaolong's footsteps were slightly stunned.

I saw that the sky of the school was unexpectedly cloudy, like dark clouds covering the sky!

"Isn't it?" Huang Xiaolong was stunned. "I haven't been in class for a while, what's going on?

After all, his eldest wife is studying here, and Sun Wei, the sister of the White Tiger, is also studying in this school. The beautiful teacher Chu Tingting teaches here.

Besides, Huang Xiaolong himself is a student at Binhai University.

Now that the school is not clean, it is incumbent on Huang Xiaolong to take action.

"Damn, I don't know what kind of thing it doesn't look long, running here to make trouble... When you meet me, I will be scattered directly!" Huang Xiaolong smiled playfully and walked into the campus.

As soon as the front foot stepped into the campus, a gust of cold wind blew over.

Huang Xiaolong knew that many schools were built on mass graves, and at night, the yin wind could blow people to the bone, and besides, the school's 508 dormitory was also haunted.

But now in broad daylight, the yin qi is so fierce, and things are not simple!

It's class time, there is no one on campus, Huang Xiaolong has his hands in his trouser pockets, and he stops and goes.

Walking and walking, suddenly—

"Huang Xiaolong's !!!"

A pleasant female voice directly stopped Huang Xiaolong.

There is an unconcealed excitement and longing in the voice!

As soon as Huang Xiaolong turned around, he saw a beautiful woman wearing OL professional clothes with an extremely hot body. Her whole body exudes intellectual beauty up and down, her waist and limbs are slender like willows, red phoenix eyes, willow eyebrows, and Qiong's nose and mouth, which is very amazing.

Who is Chu Tingting, who is not a beautiful teacher?

At this time, Chu Tingting was holding a stack of textbooks in her hand, and next to her, there was a female teacher, who was similar in age to Chu Tingting, but in terms of appearance and figure, it was much worse.

As soon as she saw Huang Xiaolong, Chu Tingting took the initiative to trot over, losing a little bit of the reserved nature that a goddess should have, which made the female teacher beside her a little stunned.

Last time, Chu Tingting participated in the class reunion and asked Huang Xiaolong to pretend to be her boyfriend, she did it at all.

During the time that Huang Xiaolong left Binhai, it was not only Song Yuru and other girls who had basically established a relationship who missed him. Chu Tingting also thought about Huang Xiaolong, thinking about insomnia.

Only then did she finally understand that she was in love with this student!

But she didn't dare to tell anyone, after all, most teacher-student relationships are not accepted by the world.

"Hee-hee~~ Beautiful teacher, hello. It's been a long time, and you're a lot more beautiful. Huang Xiaolong greeted Chu Tingting with a grin.

In fact, Chu Tingting is already one of Huang Xiaolong's wives!

"Cut~~ You also teased the teacher. Chu Tingting gave Huang Xiaolong a charming look.

Seeing Huang Xiaolong, who was thinking about it for a long time, made Chu Tingting extremely happy, and that happiness came from the heart, overflowing from the inside out.

This made the female teacher who followed beside her look at Chu Tingting suspiciously, and then at Huang Xiaolong, thinking, 'Could it be... Could it be... Teacher Tingting and this student... Be... Be... That kind of relationship, right?yes~~ What a pervert!'

"Beautiful teacher, I didn't tease you, you're getting more and more beautiful. Huang Xiaolong said very honestly.

Hearing Huang Xiaolong say this, Chu Tingting's heart was like being filled with honey, but she didn't dare to show it, and deliberately said with a straight face. "Stop talking nonsense. ”

"Oh~~" Huang Xiaolong suddenly asked. "By the way, beautiful teacher, has something happened at school recently?"

"How do you know?" Chu Tingting's eyes widened, and she nodded immediately. "It's such a big deal, no wonder you know. A few days ago, a boy in the physical education department was in class when he suddenly rushed to the window without warning and committed suicide by falling from the building. ”

"Hmm. Did this happen during the day?" Huang Xiaolong asked.

"Yes, in broad daylight, after 11 a.m. Chu Tingting's expression became a little gloomy. "Hey~~ That boy is usually quite outgoing. I didn't expect ...... I don't know what he can't think of. ”

Huang Xiaolong's brows furrowed slightly, "I don't know if the boy who committed suicide by jumping off the building has anything to do with the dirty things in the school." But... At 11 o'clock in the morning, the yang energy is very strong, and it is impossible for the general sneaky to come out to harm people... If it's really a ghost covering his eyes or something, and killing that boy, what a fierce ghost thing it must be!'

Yes, around 12 noon, it is the time of the day when the yang energy is at its peak, for example, in ancient times, it was generally three o'clock in the afternoon, which is equivalent to 11:45 p.m. in modern times.

Then why did the ancient beheading choose this time? Because this time is about 12 o'clock at noon, which is the time of the day when the yang energy is at its peak, and the ghosts with extremely heavy yin energy are specially controlled. So there is also a plot in the costume drama that is to pull out the noon gate and behead it, the noon gate is precisely the place where the yang energy is the most prosperous in the palace, and it is almost difficult to be beheaded in this place!

The boy in the physical education department committed suicide by jumping off the building, did he really commit suicide, or did he have another hidden secret?

Just as Huang Xiaolong was pondering, Chu Tingting suddenly said. "By the way, Xiaolong, this is Teacher Zuo, she recently met a little... Strange thing, why don't you find a way to solve it for Teacher Zuo?"

Before Huang Xiaolong could say anything, the female teacher standing next to Chu Tingting suddenly turned red, embarrassed, and stomped her feet. "Teacher Tingting, don't say it, don't say it! This matter is my privacy, I only told you one person... He... He's a boy and a student, how can I tell him? Don't say it! Don't say it! If I say it, I'll have no face to be a human being!"

As he spoke, the "Teacher Zuo" was very exaggerated and covered his face with his hands, as shy as a bride who was carried onto a sedan chair.

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(End of chapter)