Chapter 442: The Dead Surnamed Zhao

I also clearly saw a ghost in front of me, he was holding a dagger, his body was extremely broken, especially his head, which was as terrible and terrifying as a tumor.

"Looks like you should have jumped off the building and died, with your head shattered." I looked at him indifferently and said.

"What? Can you see me? The ghost said in shock.

"yes, it's not another time, after all." I said indifferently.

"This, how is this possible? Who the hell are you? The ghost was incredulous, his face full of fear.

"It doesn't matter who I am, you care about your life first." I glanced at him, and said in a disdainful voice, "Tell me, did you initiate the mission?" ”

"It's not! Not me! The task is that Zhao ......" The ghost didn't finish speaking, but suddenly let out a cruel scream.

The next moment, his body suddenly "banged" loudly, and his bones were shattered in an instant.

I looked at such a scene indifferently and sighed: "Okay, the clue is broken." ”

"Husband, you managed to survive!" Yan Shuya jumped and jumped, looking overjoyed.

"It's great you're okay!" Xin Jingzhu was so excited that she was about to cry.

I smiled. At this time, Bai Qiyue said excitedly: "It turns out that this is how the Grim Reaper punishes the loser, it seems that this time the whole truth has been revealed." ”

"I didn't expect that the former demon king was punished like this, and it was so easy to crack, is this the so-called power of the curse? In my opinion, the Demon King and the Grim Reaper are just looking for a ghost to kill people, and the power of the curse is nothing special. I said calmly.

"No, this power is still very special, once a person dies from the curse power of the god of death, then he will inevitably become a ghost, and become a puppet of the god of death."

"Moreover, those puppets of the Grim Reaper will never be able to get rid of the shackles of the Grim Reaper, let alone be hostile to the Grim Reaper, otherwise they will be executed."

"Also, once a person dies by the god of death, or is a puppet of the god of death, then it is always the god of death itself that becomes stronger, so this is the special thing about the power of the curse." Bai Qiyue explained seriously.

"That's right, why didn't I think of it." I woke up from a dream and said, "I've survived anyway, let's go." ”

"I survived, but my husband, your neck is ......" Yan Shuya pointed to my neck and said with a worried expression.

I touched my neck, and suddenly a tingling sensation came from my neck.

It turned out that a red line had been cut through my neck, and blood was constantly spilling out.

"It's so dangerous, what if I had reacted a second late? I'm afraid my head is going to fall off. I said with a sigh of relief.

"Husband, it's okay, right? Do you want to go to the hospital? Yan Shuya said worriedly.

"It's nothing, it's just a skin wound." I smiled.

At this point, we are back in the classroom.

The people around them looked at each other in amazement, full of incredulity.

"You, how are you still alive? Didn't Death punish you? Yin Feifei was shocked.

"Didn't you expect that? I said that if I can live, I can live. I sneered.

"Impossible! That's impossible! No one can survive the clutches of death, not a single one! Yin Feifei shouted unwillingly.

"But I've survived, do you have anything else to say?" I said triumphantly, my eyes full of mockery.

As the people around us were speechless in amazement, we returned to our places.

"Brother Ming, can you tell me how you did it?" Chen Yufei asked curiously.

"That's all." I laughed.

Chen Yufei frowned slightly, his face was full of puzzlement, and he was also a little helpless.

"You'll get to know it later, because it's a long story, and it will take at least a few hours to explain it to you." I said calmly.

"Okay, then let's get to know it later, you're really a mysterious person, and no one can understand you." Chen Yufei sighed.

But at this time, Chen Yufei seemed to have discovered the red line on my neck, which was spilling blood, and couldn't help but shout: "You, your neck, are you okay?" ”

"It's just a skin injury, why are you always surprised." I gave him a blank look and said.

"No, it's okay, I thought you were dead." Chen Yufei smiled awkwardly.

I glared at him, but I didn't say a word.

But at this time, Bai Qiyue suddenly asked, "Do you know if there is a person surnamed Zhao in this school?" Especially the dead. ”

"There are quite a few people with the surname Zhao, and there are about a dozen people with the surname Zhao in all the classes on the fourth floor." Chen Yufei said without thinking.

"I see." Bai Qiyue nodded.

"What's wrong? Why did you suddenly ask this strange question. Chen Yufei said strangely.

Hearing this, I had no choice but to tell him what I knew.

Chen Yufei's face changed suddenly, and his voice was shocked: "What? Is the Grim Reaper one of the deceased surnamed Zhao? ”

"Yes, I did a lot of damage upstairs just now, and I didn't hurt the Grim Reaper, which means that the one surnamed Zhao is not there." I nodded.

"So, as long as you hurt the surname Zhao, you will show up, right?" Chen Yufei glanced around and asked in a low voice.

"Exactly." I blurted out.

"And what do you use to hurt the Grim Reaper?" Chen Yufei then asked.

"I have the weapons of the gods, believe it or not." I said calmly.

"I really don't believe that God is just a story to fool people." Chen Yufei pouted.

"Then don't ask, just tell me which deceased people surnamed Zhao are in this school?" I'm impatient.

"There are three people surnamed Zhao who died on the third floor, I don't know if it's them." Chen Yufei said.

"Which class are they from?" I asked.

"Anyway, they are all from other classes, after all, there is no one surnamed Zhao in our class." Chen Yufei said bluntly.

"That's weird." I fell into deep thought for a moment, and I wreaked havoc on all the classrooms on the third and fourth floors, except for Class 8, even the inconspicuous corners, but I didn't hurt the Grim Reaper agent surnamed Zhao in the slightest.

In other words, none of the deceased surnamed Zhao were chosen by the Grim Reaper as agents.

So, where exactly is the puppet of the Grim Reaper? Could it be that the puppet surnamed Zhao is not from our school?

"I'm in trouble now, I'm afraid it's a little difficult to find a Death Agent." Bai Qiyue frowned slightly.

"Yes, think about what to do now." I said helplessly.

"It's not a thing to stay in the classroom all the time, let's go out and have a look, maybe we can find some clues." Bai Qiyue said.

"Well, that's what I thought, too." I nodded, then stood up and pulled Yan Shuya and Xin Jingzhu to prepare to go out.

"Hey, Brother Ming will take me! Don't leave me here. Chen Yufei hurriedly said.