Many students were frightened, and the teacher told everyone to take a break.

Wen Yiren found a place to sit down, and in front of him was a glass that was not very transparent, and he could see his own reflection.

"Fang Xiaoyue, that ghost is really powerful."

"Wow, you can feel it before it comes out, I think you're even better."

Wen Yiren brushed the broken hair in front of his forehead and smiled a little, "That's nature." ”

And don't look at who she is.

"měinǚ, it's not okay for me to call you that all the time, I also call you Wen Yiren?"

A new ghost still dares to call her by her name, is this a fat guts?

Expectant gaze at Xiaoyue above, Wen Yiren waved his hand, forget it, who called this ghost so stupid.

Rubbing his temples, he was just about to get up when his eyes suddenly touched the glass.

On the glass, a shadow suddenly appeared.

The silver was the face she had just seen, the owner of the corpse.

He was wearing black clothes, somewhat similar to a tuxedo, the skin of a face was all gray-black, his eyes were white, his thick lips were cracked, and he grinned at Wen Yiren, this ghost was really ugly.

A foreign ghost.

Wen Yiren has never encountered foreign ghosts.

"He, he showed up."

Fang Xiaoyue shrank to the side, looking at the male ghost's eyes full of fear.

Wen Yiren couldn't help but complain, "What are you afraid of, you are also a ghost, but it is a little later than the time of his angelica." ”

That's not a little late, it's a thousand years late!

Can a thousand-year-old ghost be compared to her, a little ghost who has been dead for a few months?

The ghost just smiled weirdly at Wen Yiren, and soon disappeared.

"Wen Yiren, I remembered, you were filming here before, and your assistant was haunted by this ghost, but I guess I didn't see his face."

Mei Mei has been haunted by this ghost?

That's the end of the day.

Wen Yiren hurried back to the hotel, and as soon as he arrived at the door of the room, he felt the silver bell in his chest start to heat up.

Hurriedly took it out, flashing and flashing, only powerful ghosts, her bell would flash, to remind her.

There was a sigh in my heart, and an ominous premonition arose.

"Yiren, you're back, Mei Mei suddenly fainted without knowing what's going on, just now Mr. Lu called the doctor over, saying that he had a low-grade fever.

"Fainted?" Wen Yiren looked at Fu Qing.

"yes, just half an hour ago, I fainted inexplicably."

Wen Yiren hurriedly walked to Yang Meimei's room, "I'll take a look." ”

"It's so late, you better go and accompany Mr. Lu, Meimei is here for me to take care of."

"No, you can help me talk to Shi Xiu, I'll take care of Meimei tonight, Sister Fu Qing, you can go back and rest too."

Sister Fu Qing didn't expect Wen Yiren to ask to take care of Yangmeimei in person, and she became more and more fond of Wen Yiren.

That's a really good boss!

"Okay, what's the call for me."

"Hmm."

After entering Yangmeimei's room, Wen Yiren first looked at every corner to make sure that there was no trace of the male ghost, and then walked towards Yangmeimei.

She was pale and looked very haggard.

"Wen Yiren, it's the male ghost who is here, and he survives by absorbing the essence of women."

Fang Xiaoyue suddenly floated in from the window.

Wen Yiren waved his hand in disgust, "Your death will affect Meimei, hurry up and leave, that male ghost hurts my person, I won't let him go if I say anything."

Fang Xiaoyue hesitated, "Can you really arrest him?" ”