The night is like a charm, the cold is like a cloud, the moonlight is like water, the night is mysterious, the black is intoxicating, and the darkness is even more chilling, especially tonight, which looks quite weird.

Jiang Ying is dead.

He Fang died.

In the darkness, it seems that there is a huge black hand, which is invisibly controlled.

To this day, the school is closed and empty, no, there is Ye Tianming, he is not nowhere to go, he refused the principal's help, rejected Zhao Yang's invitation, and resolutely stayed.

415 dormitories.

Ye Tianming looked at the empty bed, at a loss, is it right or wrong for the school to be closed? The most critical Zhang Yuan and Yang Sui are gone, Cao Feng is missing, Jiang Ying and He Fang are dead, and the case is at a low ebb again.

This case has attracted the attention of all parties in Nancheng.

Go?

Bang!

"Damn it!" Ye Tianming slammed his fist on the bed board, the bed trembled, Ye Tianming lowered his head, quite annoyed.

"Who?" Ye Tianming seemed to feel something, got up suddenly, looked out of the door, and was slightly stunned: "It's you!?" ”

The person who came was Zhanyang.

Zhanyang's face was expressionless, the wooden sword was wrapped in a cloth bag, and he carried it behind his back, and said, "I need help." Zhan Yang directly explained his intentions.

Ye Tianming was stunned for three seconds and laughed: "Hahahaha, I heard it right, it's really the sun coming out of the west, and you who are arrogant and arrogant will actually ask others for help." ”

"To help or not to help?"

"Humph!" Ye Tianming pursed his lips.

Zhan Yang looked at him, suddenly smiled, and said, "If you want to surpass me, you must become me first." ”

After speaking, Zhanyang turned around and left.

Ye Tianming was stunned, lowered his head, read Zhanyang's words a few times, then grabbed the sword and rushed out of the dormitory.

In front of the school building, the two stood side by side.

Ye Tianming asked, "What are you going to do?" ”

"There's still a while, I'll teach you something first."

"What's that?"

"Stygian arts, to be exact."

"Stygian arts!?" Ye Tianming was shocked, "Isn't that ghost art?" ”

"Wrong." Zhan Yang squatted down, touched the soil under his feet, pinched a handful, sniffed it, and explained: "The underworld is all-encompassing, and the ghost art is only a part of it. ”

"Why do you want to teach me?"

"Because you have a righteous heart."

"I'll be embarrassed." Ye Tianming said.

Zhan Yang rolled his eyes directly, this guy is such a stinky fart. Then, he stood up, flipped his hand, took out three black cards, and said, "Crush one, and you will master the 'Exorcism Array', and as for the other two, put them in the heart of the array." ”

Ye Tianming glanced at the distance and said, "Direction." ”

"You are in charge of the south and the east, and I am in charge of the north and the west, and they meet at the roof of the school building at twelve o'clock."

"Hmm." Ye Tianming nodded, turned around and ran to the east.

Zhan Yang raised his head and looked at the sky, black clouds were filled, covering the moonlight, like a hurricane, approaching quickly, Zhan Yang frowned, knowing that time was pressing, his body shook, the wooden sword was held in his hand, and it was slammed into the ground, completely submerging.

At this moment, Ye Tianming, who was not far away, paused and looked back, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes: "How come?" I clearly felt the ground tremble, was it an illusion? ”

After a long time, nothing happened, and Ye Tianming turned around and left.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, like a joke, like cruelty, and said secretly: "Come on, come on, you forced me." ”