Time: 10 o'clock in the morning

Location: Inside S University, S City

"Hey! Did you hear that? Someone at school has committed suicide! ......”

"Really? ......”

"Of course it's true! The police car hasn't left yet! ......”

......

"Hey! Did you hear that? It was Luo Tianhou's son who died! ”

"Luo Tianhou? Is that the millionaire on the black market? ”

"Millionaire? ...... Hum! That's just his name! Have you ever heard of Nine Days? ”

"Nine days? Oooh...... It's that underworld ancestor! I've heard of him! I heard that he has millions of brothers under him, the originator of the underworld! ”

"That's right! ...... This Luo Tianhou, and that Nine Heavens...... But what about the father-son relationship! ”

"Father and son!! ...... So powerful! ”

"! ......“

From this morning, when the patrol teacher found the corpse of the abandoned dormitory, the news of the death of Young Master Luo and Wang Yan instantly spread throughout the school, and the teachers of the original school wanted to hide the matter, but who knows, after all, people's mouths are not angry things, one to ten, ten to hundred, just like that, in just three hours, the whole school knew that Luo Tianhou's son was dead!

And the transmission rate is still rising, I believe that it won't be long before the entire S city will know!

After all, Luo Tianhou is a big man, his son is dead, and all the reporters are waiting for hype!

"Bastard! Bastard! I'll fuck your uncle! Fuck you uncle! ......“

In the principal's office, the stormy waves before the storm had already erupted, and Principal Wang was very angry, and he threw his office things one after another. In front of the desk, stood two male teachers in suits, glasses, and with their heads down, the same teachers they had sent on patrol last night. Originally, they were fine on patrol at night! Who knew that when I went to see it during the day, there were two more corpses! Two corpses are two corpses...... Who is bad for you to die? just killed Luo Tianhou's son, so it is time to compensate a few lives for nothing...... Seeing the angry appearance of the principal in front of them, the two of them knew that this matter was no longer saved, and Luo Xiaotian's father would definitely track it down, and when the time came, they would not be able to protect their heads!

While the two of them were trying to save themselves, Principal Wang almost dropped everything, and there was really nothing to fall, so he gasped and lay on his office chair, the sweat on his forehead flowed straight down, he looked at the two of them, and said, "Say, do you two have any last words?" I'll help you ......" Before he could finish speaking, the male teacher standing on the right interrupted him, "Don't be the principal! Headmaster...... Please, save us! Please, save us! ……”

"Yes! Please, save us! ......" Another male teacher also hurriedly responded, begging the principal to save them.

"Save you?!" When the principal heard this, he slapped the table in front of him, and then snorted coldly, "Do you know whose son died?" It's Luo Tianhou...... Luo Tianwei! Do you understand! He is the godson of the nine days! As long as people say a word, don't say that you are dead or not? Even my position as the headmaster...... Can't keep it! And you asked me to save you...... You want me to pay for your life, right?! ”

After listening to Principal Wang's words, the two of them immediately understood the seriousness of the matter.

If you bring a two-person person, you can only regret it!

Regret on duty!

Regret of patrolling!

Regret coming to this school to be a teacher!

If they don't take the job...... How nice it would be!

In this way, there is no need to die in vain!

After seeing the two leave, Principal Wang bent down and picked up the landline phone on the ground, and dialed a phone number without saying a word.

"Wang Tiangang! I'm RI your ancestors! …… Lao Tzu was about to go to you, but I didn't expect you to call and deliver it to the door yourself! …… I'm telling you! I'm not done with you! ……”

The person who called was Luo Xiaotian's father - Luo Tianhou!

Luo Tianhou's anger was far higher than Wang Tiangang's anger just now, just a phone call, but it felt like a real person was yelling in your ear, so shocked that Wang Tiangang couldn't help but take three or four steps back!

Hearing that Luo Tianhou was really angry, Wang Tiangang instantly sang like a kitten, and his voice was much softer than before, and he said: "Master Luo, this matter really has nothing to do with me!" …… This thing, this thing...... It...... It's all on our two patrol teachers! I didn't even know! ……”

"Don't know?! As the principal, you actually said that you didn't know! "There was already a roar over there, and there was no sign of deflating at all.

"Really ......" Wang Tiangang put the blame on the other two, and said, "I wasn't at school at the time, and I only came back this morning!" If you don't believe me, ask the principals of several other schools...... Master Luo, I'm really innocent, this matter ...... It really has nothing to do with me! ”

Hearing his words, Master Luo obviously lowered his anger a lot, and said, "Then according to what you say, this matter is the responsibility of those two patrol teachers?" …… Where are they? Are you still in school? ”

"In! At! …… In! Hearing that Master Luo didn't blame himself, Wang Tiangang hurriedly turned into a state of sycophancy.

"That's good! …… Keep an eye on me! If there is one missing...... I want you to accompany the funeral!! ”

After that, he hung up.

Wang Tiangang breathed a sigh of relief instantly, lay down on the chair paralyzed, and slowly closed his eyes.

……

Time: 8 p.m

Location: Abandoned Residence Hall, Room 404, University of S

Gusts of wind continued to blow in from the window......

The door to the room emits a "squeak! Squeak! The voice......

The whole room, dim can only see a touch of moonlight coming in from the window, accompanied by the oil paintings on the wall, the blazing eyes, stunned as if staring at a certain place in the room, with the wind blowing, the oil paintings began to shake on the wall, the next moment, a white lightning bolt shot out of the oil painting, hitting the place that the eye had just observed.

I saw a boy in a school uniform standing there, with his back to the camera we were looking at, and with the flip of vision, it slowly moved to the front of the boy. Suddenly, a cold air flow hit, blowing the boy's slightly long hair away, but see, a large area of the boy's face has been burned, burned enough to see the white bones inside, the eyeballs next to him have been transparent and white, only the right eyeball has a circle of black pupils, and in other places, there is almost no integrity.

And as the cold wind hit, the boy slowly raised his arms, his hands pale like bone racks, and indirectly like zombie arms.

He looked around the room, and suddenly, like a balloon, floated up into the air......

"I'm coming! …… You just want to avoid me like that? ”

A voice sounded out of nowhere.

But a gust of wind blew open the door of the room, and a black shadow instantly appeared under the boy......