Chapter 192: The Storyteller
The killing field is on.
Chu Nan's eyes turned blood-red in an instant!
Whoa...
Wang Han jumped in mid-air and raised his fist, and was instantly dragged down by a gloomy hand bone, soaked in blood, and countless skeletons looked at him with a cruel smile, stretching out their scarlet tongues to swallow Wang Han in one bite!
"Hell... What the hell!! Where had Wang Han seen such a scene, and he cried on the spot.
A smell of urine appeared at the same time.
The other little brothers were even more unbearable, and they knelt in front of Chu Nan.
In the eyes of others, Chu Nan stood calmly in place, while Wang Han and the others cried and shouted to spare their lives.
This is still the killing realm that Chu Nan deliberately released by constricting his strength, if it is really released, then Wang Han and the others will be directly scared to death.
"Huh!"
Chu Nan raised his middle finger and said to Wang Han, who was crying, and retracted the killing field and walked towards Lin Rouxue in the class.
In the class, Lin Rouxue looked at the textbook intently, the sun shining on her eyelashes, like a fairy descending to the earth, beautiful! I feel that the text can no longer describe Lin Rouxue's beauty.
"Lin Rouxue, are you free at noon? I'll treat you to dinner! ”
Chu Nan smiled on the surface, but in fact, he panicked in his heart.
Wouldn't it be embarrassing if Lin Rouxue didn't agree?
"Okay!"
The ending was so caught off guard, Lin Rouxue was afraid that Chu Nan would regret it, so she immediately agreed.
Because of the first class, Chu Nan still thought about it and Lin Rouxue later, and decided to finish the morning class and then go back to Sanqingguan, and for the whole morning, Chu Nan climbed on the table and fell asleep.
The other teachers didn't bother Chu Nan either, because they knew that Chu Nan didn't need to study at all, and geniuses were not worthy of studying, only worthy of sleeping!
At the end of the third period, Chu Nan's closed eyes suddenly opened and looked towards the class of the sophomore in the opposite direction.
Hiss!
Yin Qi turns into a horse, terrifying!
"Such a strong yin qi, I'm afraid this strength is on par with the third sister!" Chu Nan said in surprise.
At that moment, Chu Nan felt a strong yin qi sweeping through the entire school, obviously it was daytime, and that yin qi was still rampant and domineering!
According to the strength estimate, the strength of the ghost hidden in the second class of high school on the opposite side is comparable to the Three Realms Tamei in the middle of the Ghost King, and it is even a little stronger than Tamei!
"How could such a terrifying ghost suddenly appear!"
Chu Nan shuddered, he was a Taoist priest and was extremely sensitive to yin qi. And he found the ghost, and the ghost naturally found him.
How do you describe the ghost in the second year of high school on the opposite side?
Wearing clean and neat Qing Dynasty clothes, he looks very delicate, is in his forties, has two moustaches, and is only about one meter seven or eight tall, very clean and looks polite.
Chu Nan blinked.
It's changed!
The ghost changed his appearance, and suddenly became a big flower face, a red face, a white face, and a green face, as if he was doing a trick!
Laughed!
The ghost smiled at Chu Nan, turned into a red face, and his clothes turned into costumes, as if he was singing.
Farewell my concubine!
Right!
Chu Nan has heard Nie Xiaoqian play this song, and he has also seen the play!
That ghost is singing Farewell My Concubine!
Gone!
The ghost disappeared from Chu Nan's sight.
Tick...
A drop of sweat fell on the table, and it was the sweat of the tip of Chu Nan's nose.
"It's so strong! It's really strong! I'm sure I can't beat it, but what the hell is he? A smile is hidden with a terrifying yin aura! Chu Nan wiped his sweat and said happily.
It's a good thing the ghost didn't have his eye on him, otherwise it would have been over!
At this time, the topic of discussion between the two classmates in the back attracted Chu Nan's attention.
"Did you hear that? Dead again! Two people suddenly died in the second and third classes of high school last night! It's horrible! This must be the seventh person to die! ”
"It's the eighth man! Another one died in the early hours of this morning! I heard that I was playing some kind of game to attract a terrible ghost! The principal is dying, and he has found several Taoist priests to cast spells, but the ghost is still killing people! ”
…
"Death! It's really a death! ”
After listening to the conversation between the two classmates behind, Chu Nan scolded secretly.
Are high school students playing so exciting now?
Playing the game of summoning ghosts is also drunk...
It turned out that half a month ago, the students in the second and third classes of high school played a game called Ghost Blowing the Lantern! The game is very simple, put on a white dress at 12 o'clock in the evening, hold an oil lamp in your arms, and then play a game of lantern riddles, and whoever can't guess blows out a lamp on his chest.
At twelve o'clock in the evening, it is the time when the yin energy is at its strongest.
Wearing white clothes, the ghost likes to wear white clothes the most, and it will make them feel like they are the same kind.
Holding an oil lamp, the oil lamp is made of lard, and when the lard is lit, it will emit a scent that attracts ghosts.
Play the game of lantern riddles, if you can't guess it, blow out the oil lamp, the ghost likes the aroma of the oil lamp burning, once the ghost is blown out, it will inevitably burst into flames!
"Ghost blowing the lamp, I'm afraid it was this game that caused the ghost of the Qing Dynasty to harm people just now, right?"
Chu Nan's expression was solemn.
Eight people have already died, and if the trouble continues, it is estimated that more people will die!
There is also the identity of that ghost, Chu Nan has never seen a ghost who can change his face and is so strong, his hand strokes his forehead and squints, and his brain is running rapidly.
A few minutes later, Chu Nan gasped again.
Storyteller!
Storytellers, to be exact!
What is a storyteller?
During the Tang Dynasty, there was a man named Wang Wenxuan, whose profession was a storyteller! But because no one listened to him all year round, he starved to death! After becoming a ghost, he kept studying storytelling, and while telling stories, he was looking for someone to listen to his performance at night, and it has been a thousand years since he repeated it!
This is one of the reasons why the strength of storytellers is so explosive.
In the past thousand years, he has found countless ordinary people to listen to him, ordinary people may be quite happy to listen to it once or twice, but it is boring to listen to it repeatedly, and once there is an impatient look, the storyteller will eat his soul!
I don't know how many souls the storyteller has eaten, and ten thousand people have it, otherwise the strength will not be in the realm of the ghost king.
"It's a bit difficult to deal with this storyteller!"
Chu Nan's brows twisted into a small pimple.
Although he has five sisters by his side, the storyteller senses that any ghost sister will run away immediately, and the key storyteller is very annoying and will entangle a person, so Chu Nan must rely on his personal strength to kill the storyteller.
"Maybe if I play that so-called ghost blowing lantern game at night, the storyteller will be attracted to me!"
Chu Nan stroked his chin and thought and said.
immediately went to the office to find the head teacher Wang Xinling.
"Chu Nan, haven't I already given you a holiday? How to come back again! ”
Seeing Chu Nan, Wang Xinling loved and hated!
"Uh..."
"Head teacher, I said that I am a little Taoist priest who hunts ghosts, do you believe me?"
It is said that the person who gave the ticket found the partner within three days! I didn't believe it, but I tried, and I found it yesterday! You guys try!
(End of chapter)