"Hey, classmates."

The head teacher walked into the classroom with a stack of lesson plans.

A group of people who were about to go to dinner collectively looked at the head teacher.

The head teacher put down the lesson plan and raised her eyes with her right hand, as if to hide the uneasiness and trepidation in her eyes.

Mu Wugua blinked.

What happened?

The others were not as sensitive as Mu Wugua, and the head teacher was well disguised, so no one felt her abnormality.

The head teacher breathed a sigh of relief, looked solemn, and said calmly: "I won't study at night today." ”

The entire classroom fell silent for a moment.

Instantly.

There was a burst of cheers like a big explosion.

The head teacher continued, "But only for day students. ”

The whole classroom is back to the point where pins are dropped.

Then most of the people booed, almost all of them with the tail of the crane on every exam.

The head teacher patted the desk, still solemn, and said, "Okay!" Students who are not day students still have to study at night, and today's homework still has to be completed, and ......"

The head teacher's expression became more serious, with a hint of regret and fear in his eyes.

"Just now, the school received a notice that a vicious incident occurred in Shanhai Park, and a girl from No. 6 Middle School was dumped in the rockery lake in Shanhai Park......"

Time seemed to stand still, and everyone in the classroom stopped at what they were doing.

But without exception, the expressions are dull.

Perhaps this terrifying news is too detached from the "reality" of their existence, which is abnormal and abnormal.

They never imagined that a similar "vicious incident" could be so close to them.

So everyone was stunned.

Panicking seemed to be the only thing they could do right now.

How else could it be?

Seeing that the news released seemed to be not enough to make the students pay attention, the head teacher continued to release a bombshell.

"And, beheaded."

As she spoke, the head teacher seemed to have seen something terrifying, as if she had seen it with her own eyes, and her voice was full of color.

"Now her head has not been found, and the police estimate that some cult members are carrying out some kind of superstitious and bloody evil sacrifice, so everyone should pay attention to ...... recently"

Mu Wugua was also stunned the first time he heard this, but unlike most people.

Because.

Something similar happened in the original plot.

The previous generation of Huajin Grandmasters, who were close to Huaxia and almost died, came to Huaxia in pursuit of immortality because of their superstitious belief in the sacrificial rituals in an ancient Chinese secret text.

But the time is completely different.

In the original plot, the male protagonist was already a Jindan monk at that time.

Isn't it easy to get a group of chemical energy?

Pretending to be a good show.

Appearing in front of people is not an ordinary cool.

Can ...... now

Mu Wugua glanced at Lin Mo, who had just crossed over not long ago.

Was her arrival changing the plot?

"So, day students can go home now, but you can't go back until your parents arrive to pick you up in person."

"I have already informed the parents of my classmates, they should also arrive now, Lin Mo, Mu Wugua...... Come with me to the office. ”

The head teacher asked the class representative to distribute a pile of rolls on the desk, and then waved out of the classroom.

Mu Wugua's eyes widened.

What do you mean?

Called the parents?

Which parent?

The mother of the original owner is not in this province at all now.

That can only be ......

Mu Wugua covered his forehead.

inadvertently glanced at Lin Mo, and saw that the expression on his face was the same as hers.

Mu Wugua suddenly turned up the corners of his mouth slightly, and the feeling of sympathy for the same disease arose.

Yes.

Lin Mo's superb relatives are even worse than the original owner's waste wood otaku father.