When Zhuo Xuan returned to Tinglin No. 2 Middle School, he even had an unbelievable dreamy feeling, only the notebook he held tightly in his arms brought him real peace of mind.

He didn't care about those strange eyes or the whispers of people, he knew that from today onwards, everything would change.

"Only students from this school can enter," the security guard guarding the school gate frowned, and stopped Zhuo Xuan outside the school with his body.

It was not difficult for him to tell from the thin boy's dirty bloodstained pants that the other party was a student of this school, but it was difficult not to cause them trouble with the disappearing school uniform jacket and scarred appearance.

The easiest way to do this is to keep him out.

Just when the security guard was about to say something, he saw that the thin young man in front of him opened the notebook in his arms as if he was deaf. His heart was quite dissatisfied, and the words had already spilled out of his throat, and he was about to speak, when his eyes suddenly met the young man who suddenly raised his head.

"You won't be embarrassed for me, will you?" Zhuo Xuan seemed to be playing a demagogic demon, his bruised and bloodstained face with a wicked smile on him, and he slowly closed the notebook.

The security guard seemed to have turned into a puppet, and his eyes, which had been slightly angry, suddenly became dull, nodded indifferently, and refocused his gaze on the students who were looking curiously here.

"Don't look at it, don't look at it, hurry up and go to school!" The security guard shouted loudly, dispersing the students who were standing and watching, "I'll take him to the infirmary." ”

Zhuo Xuan still maintained the movement of holding the notebook in his arms, and he stopped in place, looking at it all with a smile on his face. When he was talking to the security guard just now, he was a little far away from those students, so none of them knew what was really said between the two, so the security guard who had stopped Zhuo Xuan even took the initiative to ask Ying to take him to the infirmary.

Zhuo Xuan followed the security guard towards the school, because it was not yet class time, and the whole campus was a little deserted. After walking for a while, Zhuo Xuan stopped and said in a commanding tone: "Okay, you can go back." ”

"Yes." The security guard stood up straight like a sculpture, nodded blankly, and turned to the guard's room.

Zhuo Xuan narrowed his eyes, he knew that this was the result of the power of this book called the Word Spirit Notebook. With this strange notebook, he will also take control of the entire school, and even a city, step by step.

As the same notebook suggests, the magic is limited.

The limited magic power is not enough for Zhuo Xuan to reach the point of controlling everyone's mind through a single writing, and he is experimenting, but also exploring little by little. He crossed the river by feeling the stones, and his steps were difficult, because Zhuo Xuan knew that once there was a little mistake, he would be doomed.

Obviously, taking the lives of three people and completely controlling the mind of one person are within the control of the magic of the notebook. With his head down, he slowly walked in the direction of the classroom.

The villain will not have an overnight feud, let alone a traitor.

Zhao Yu, wait for me!!

And Yu Xiaoqi!

When he thought of the name he once regarded as his faith, and how the owner who possessed it brought him a scar, and how he slowly cut out his soul like a knife with distrustful eyes, the young man could hardly suppress the anger and sorrow in his heart.

Now, at last, there's that chance.

He won't let himself be left to be surprised.

Zhuo Xuan wanted to laugh, but the smiling face that was forcibly squeezed out was more ugly than crying.

"Everyone in this class—"

"Everyone! It's—"

"My puppet!"

……

Noon.

The flickering sunlight refracted from the window, shining on the seats near the windowsill and on the silent bodies. In the spacious classroom, dozens of students sat upright, and the female teacher on the stage stood quietly, not a single one spoke, and no one made superfluous movements.

It was clearly the end of class, but such a strange scene really happened. It seems that everyone is playing a small game of "one, two, three wooden people", or they all have the obsession of not winning, so they don't even blink their eyes.

When the originally closed classroom door was slammed open, Zhao Yu and the others appeared in Zhuo Xuan's sight, they looked at each other from a distance, and the undisguised provocative and mocking color instantly ignited Zhuo Xuan's emotions, making the latter can't help but sneer.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhao Yu frowned, and couldn't help but be quite annoyed when he saw that the young man who was still holding his head and suffering his punches and kicks last night dared to show such a look.

He thought that after his threat was spoken, he would be perfunctorily stopped by the female teacher standing on the podium, but he waited for a while, but he couldn't hear the expected voice, so he instinctively looked at the female teacher-

"Brother Yu, it's a little weird," the boy standing with Zhao Yu felt a little furious in his heart, and he immediately noticed this very paradoxical scene, dozens of students sat motionless, not even skewing their gaze, staring straight at the blackboard.

The female teacher remained motionless, as if she was deaf to the noisy voices of Zhao Yu and others, and just responded to the students under the podium with an emotionless gaze.

It was as if they had walked into a wax museum, and all the seemingly living humanoid wax figures were just an illusion, except for the scarred boy who kept looking at him with a smiling expression, which made people more and more frightened.

"I'll settle accounts with you later!" Zhao Yu also noticed that something was wrong, he couldn't say it, but immediately put down the cruel words, and turned around and walked towards the door of the classroom with a few boys around him who couldn't wait to leave.

When he was about to go out, he instinctively glanced back in the direction where Zhuo Xuan was, and saw that the other party just lowered his head and wrote something, so he relaxed a little.

What the hell is going on......

"I won't go back to school today, let's go to the bar for a drink, damn ......it," Zhao Yu said, his pace quickened, but there was no imaginary echo around him, which made him pause, only to find that there was no one around him.

He turned his head and looked at a few boys standing in place, and couldn't help frowning, and scolded, "What the fuck are you guys going on, you can't leave?" ”

As if in response to his falling words, several boys walked out of the classroom door and the boys who were silent moved in unison and walked towards Zhao Yu.

Although he sensed that something was wrong, nothing too bizarre would happen in the blue sky and white day after all, and the long-term smooth sailing also made Zhao Yu relax his vigilance.

It wasn't until the boys walked to Zhao Yu's side, suddenly stopped, and pressed Zhao Yu's body with their hands, as if to prevent him from escaping, which caused Zhao Yu to shout in horror.

"You guys, what are you doing! Don't let go of me quickly, or I'll call ......"