"Really, dead?"

It wasn't until the female ghost dissipated in front of his eyes that the huge sense of fear completely flooded Takeda's heart, his feet trembled, and he slowly fell weakly against the wall, and sat on the cold ground.

For now, the resentful eyes of the female ghost could still be seen in his mind, and Takeda breathed heavily, the trembling muscles of his face gradually calmed down, and he shed tears for the rest of his life, holding his head in both hands, and letting out a low whimper.

I don't know how long it took, but Takeda slowly got up and ran to his bedroom to find the plastic bag containing the papers.

In his opinion, this house can no longer be wanted, even if there is no female ghost, he has been getting along with female ghosts here for the past two months, and staying here will only bring him psychological shadows.

Just after Takeda left, a black gas in the house that was invisible to ordinary people suddenly disconnected.

As the black gas was disconnected, in the pitch-black basement of another city, the wooden tablet of the god lord suddenly cracked, and the incense burner in front of the god tablet also caught fire, swallowing the red incense used for worship on the incense burner.

"How so? One step away from being able to train into a ghost in the virtual ghost stage, who saved the heavenly wolf's life? The Heavenly Wolf Destiny Personality had left that position, and it would not be easy to seize its essence in the future. ”

In front of the altar, the black-robed mysterious man propped up the table with his hands, and the black hood covered most of his face, and in the candlelight, only his smooth and beautiful chin was exposed.

Black smoke drifted through the air, forming a grimace of painful roars.

After the mysterious man finished speaking, the black qi on the tablet of the god lord became more lush, and the grimace became more and more condensed, and the ominous aura hovered in the sky.

The slender and beautiful hands were sealed, and the mysterious man pulled the red rope to tie up the tablet of the rioting god.

The red rope emitted a glowing fierce light, winding the god card circle after circle, and in the thick red circle, the black qi of the god lord tablet dissipated after two struggles.

There was a moment of condensation in the air, the man in black stared at the front without moving, his chest suddenly bulged, and the strange handprint appeared in the black robe and quickly faded.

A streak of black blood flowed from the mysterious man's mouth and dripped to the ground, sizzling and corroding the concrete floor.

"Who the hell is it? Is there such a powerful spell? No, it seems that we must take the Heavenly Immortal Destiny Grid over to avoid too many dreams at night! ”

The mysterious man took out the map, he carefully spread out the map, and on the map of the five-cent urban area, it was the map around the city where Mo Chuchen was drawn.

The main road of the map looks like a complex formation from the map, and the village where Mo Chuchen is located belongs to the edge of the formation, which seems to be inconspicuous, but it is actually an eye.

"The things sealed by Z City, heh, as long as I get the Heavenly Immortal Grid, I don't have to be afraid of those old immortal things anymore."

The mysterious man's voice was light, with an indescribable indifference and crazy .......

It rained heavily for three days in a row, and the sound of rain was always there, both day and night.

Rain boots trampled on the muddy road, and the water accumulated on the road surface vaguely reflected the outline of the school.

A black umbrella blocked the rain, Mo Chuchen carried the original owner's schoolbag, and went to the high school classroom with the small system unusually.

The school where the original owner is located is called Tianming Middle School, which is said to be a middle school that has been around for a hundred years.

From the two simple thatched houses at the beginning of the school to the current cement eight-story building, no one knows the ups and downs it has passed, there are not many students in the school, it is obviously a century-old school, but no one pays attention to it, and the sense of existence is amazing.

It would be nice to say that the council didn't pay attention to it, but the strange thing is that even the graduates of the previous years never mentioned this school again, let alone donations, and never even set foot again.

"It's an eye."

The brown-haired young man who followed Mo Chuchen like a little follower cautiously observed Tianying Middle School.

It doesn't feel good to him here, although there are no ghosts, it seems to seal something, and once opened, it will destroy everything.

"Don't worry about it so much, just go to school."

Mo Chuchen's gaze swept over a ten-meter-high stone statue at the playground, this stone statue had existed since a hundred years ago, its face had been blurred in the wind and rain, it was wearing the clothes of the previous dynasty, and it seemed to be holding a bamboo slip in its hand.

"This stone statue is the strangest, obviously inconspicuous, but the luck of the whole city is concentrated on it,"

Xiao Shi is not blind, naturally he also saw the statue, standing in the radiation area of the statue, he does not have to worry about lonely souls and wild ghosts, because these things dare not come in.

As the two passed by the statue, they were confronted by several students with brooms and trash cans holding umbrellas.

They originally wanted to say hello to Xiao Shi, and when they saw the tall boy next to Xiao Shi, the students' expressions were like constipation.

"Why did you go with Xiao Zhen?"

A four-eyed boy with glasses pulled through the small system, and his gaze quickly shrank back after meeting Mo Chuchen's gaze.

"Xiao Zhen, what do you want to do?"

Several students on duty stood side by side, and the original owner was a person who did not learn and did not know how to do it in their memory.

The appearance of the Great Demon King Xiao here, in their opinion, is a conspiracy.

As for going to school? That's impossible, everyone knows that Xiao Zhen is a bad boy, if he goes to school, the sow will climb the tree!

"Oh, don't be so nervous."

Mo Chuchen looked at these people as if they were facing a great enemy, and couldn't help but feel the terrible image of the original owner, he shook his shriveled schoolbag, and said exceptionally purely: "I'm here to go to school." ”

Xiao Zhen? School?

It may be better not to mention this, but when it comes to going to school, the suspicion on the faces of the students is even heavier.

This doesn't sound reliable at all, how can a well-known bad teenager come to school?

There must be some kind of conspiracy involved! Right! There must be a machination!

When the classmates thought about it, they thought they had seen through Mo Chuchen's trick, and they were suddenly as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

They guarded the small system behind them and shouted:

"We don't care what you want to do, stay away from us anyway!"

Saying that, regardless of the reaction of the small system, he directly set up people and quickly retreated tactically.

"What a terrible image of yours!"

Standing alone beside the statue with an umbrella, Mo Chuchen smiled self-deprecatingly, and walked towards the class according to the memory of the original owner.

Class F of the second year of high school, a class that accommodates all kinds of poor students according to the standard, there are not many people in it, all of them are talents, and they speak well, except for not reading, everything is easy to talk about.......

As soon as Mo Chuchen walked to the door of the class, the noisy classroom instantly became quiet.

There were more than a dozen students in the class, and they were all in a circle, arguing as if they were playing some game, pushing and shoving, and occasionally bursting into laughter.

When a classmate casually looked at the door, he suddenly saw the tall figure standing quietly at the door, with a faint smile on his angular face.

"Xiao ......."

The classmate shuddered and fell out of his chair.

"Ergou, are you pretending to be dead?"

The chubby male classmate complained, and when he looked back, the fat man jumped up nimbly after witnessing that familiar face.

"Eh, Boss Xiao, it's rare! Sit down, sit down! ”

"What are you guys playing?"

Mo Chuchen's gaze swept across the entire classroom, and he raised his eyebrows playfully, his tone seemed a little dangerous.

It seemed to him that there were no less than three geists crowded into this classroom, and these poor geyers could not leave after being summoned here, so they could only crouch in the corner and shiver.

There are statues here, and the geists will definitely not come out of nowhere, and the only possibility is that someone specially summoned them.

"Just play with the pen fairy, it's nothing."

The fat man, who didn't notice the existence of the geist, waved his hand, and the boys who were gathered around let go of their hands, revealing the true face of the mysterious item on the desk.

Several worn-out desks were side by side, crumpled paper was full of words, and a worn-out bowl was upside down on the paper, and the boys in the classroom were just pushing this bowl to play with the saucer fairy.

"You have big hearts!"

Mo Chuchen pinched the crumpled paper, this touch, the difference in feel made Mo Chuchen react immediately, this is not a piece of paper.

It was a special kind of fabric, this cloth was a few years old, and it was covered with a strange aura, and it was because of this thing that the boys in the class successfully summoned weak spirits.

The strange aura on the cloth is not weak, and the powerful ghosts will be afraid of the statues at the school gate and dare not approach, and only the spirits that act on instinct will float over.

"Stop playing." Mo Chuchen put away the cloth: "This thing is confiscated."

"Ahh The fat man looked lost, "This thing is not easy to come by, and it won't be good to play a game." ”

"Where did this thing come from? It's not easy to come by?" Mo Chuchen casually found a seat, lifted his legs on the table, and asked casually.

"Back mountain, dug up." The fat man's expression became mysterious, "Legend has it that the pen fairy can be summoned to cheat, and I just want to find the answer to the exam." ”

"Fatty, do you play with the pen fairy, with a bowl?" Mo Chuchen looked at the mentally retarded expression on his face: "That seems to be called Saucer Immortal, and the back mountain used to be a mass grave, are you sure it's okay?" ”

"No problem, now we haven't encountered any paranormal events."

The fat man patted his chest with an oath, which perfectly explained that the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

If it weren't for a wandering spirit wandering around the fat man, Mo Chuchen would really want to believe his nonsense.

It is true that there are no supernatural events, because the statues in the school playground have shocked the ghosts, and if the fat people play in another place, the ghosts will be able to tear them apart in minutes.

"Teacher Ge is coming!" At this time, a classmate ran in in a hurry.

As soon as they heard this name, the classmates who were still laughing and scolding all sat down together.

Teacher Ge, whose full name is Ge Xiao, is the homeroom teacher of Class F, because he is facing a bunch of problem children, Teacher Ge often trains him to the streets and alleys after a single training.

In order not to lose face and lose face, the whole village knows that the classmate who loves face has always avoided him.

The footsteps gradually approached, and soon, the middle-aged male teacher walked in with glasses and a textbook.

This is a very magical teacher, obviously he looks like a big brother in the underworld, with a ruthless energy, but he put on a pair of black-framed glasses and became a teacher, which is really a sense of disobedience.

"Huh?"

The fierce Teacher Ge also noticed Mo Chuchen's existence, and his surprised expression was not hidden at all, but then, he frowned, and his expression was very distressed.

Who is Xiao Zhen?

That's a master who skips class every day, and it's really rare to take classes seriously like this!.

Mr. Ge inevitably thinks about things becoming more and more complicated.

In fact, not only Teacher Ge was surprised, but Mo Chuchen was also surprised by Teacher Ge's existence.

This teacher looks unremarkable, but the blood on his body is very heavy, and usually such people either work in the slaughterhouse or work with corpses.

Where is this? This is the school! It is impossible for a normal teacher to be infected with blood.

After observing casually for a moment, after confirming that Teacher Ge himself was not harmful, Mo Chuchen did not look any further.

No matter what this school is hiding, as long as it is not a wild system, he will not deliberately interfere.

The quiet campus life passed quickly.

After school, the fat man came to Mo Chuchen with a smile: "Brother Xiao, where are we going to rob?" You actually went to class abnormally today, which scared me a lot. ”

"Don't rob, I'm going to apologize to people, in addition, I'm going to change my mind, be a new person, study hard, and make progress every day." Mo Chuchen replied seriously.

"Are you evil today?"

The fat man looked confused, he vaguely remembered that Xiao Zhen was still planning to beat people last week, why was it only two days after the holiday, and Xiao Zhen's whole person was like being evil?

"There's no evil, let's go!." Mo Chuchen patted the fat man on the shoulder, picked up the umbrella and just wanted to leave, but as soon as he looked up, he saw Teacher Ge standing quietly at the door, his eyes under the frame of his glasses fluttering and nervous.

Mo Chuchen moved his steps and wanted to walk over from the side, but Teacher Ge also moved, blocking Mo Chuchen's way.

"It's out of school, and the teacher hasn't come back yet?" Putting away his smile, Mo Chuchen looked Teacher Ge up and down.

"Cloth, hand it over, it's not something you can take." Teacher Ge stretched out his hand, and his words seemed to imply a mystery: "I know it's in your pocket." ”

"You say this?" Mo Chuchen took out the fat man's rags.

As soon as the old strip of cloth full of words appeared in Mo Chuchen's hand, Teacher Ge's eyes shrank, and he immediately snatched it up, with a hint of awe in his voice:

"This thing can only be placed on the altar for worship, and if you put it in your pocket, it will bring you bad luck."

"Yes, yes, you're right."

Mo Chuchen replied perfunctorily, he originally wanted to dispose of this rag, but since Teacher Ge wanted it, he was naturally happy to let others take it.

"The affairs of the back mountain, it's not for you as a child to interfere, extra curiosity will only kill you, you don't want to investigate the back mountain, the school will strengthen the patrol of the back mountain, don't want to do things."

Teacher Ge pushed his glasses and persuaded seriously.

"Good teacher, goodbye teacher!"

Mo Chuchen replied absentmindedly and passed by Teacher Ge.

"Young people, if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you!"

Teacher Ge shook his head and sighed.

Obviously, Mo Chuchen's casual attitude was directly regarded by Mr. Ge as a perfunctory after his deeds were revealed, and made Mr. Ge firmly believe that Mo Chuchen will definitely do things again! .