As soon as he said this, He Changming felt inexplicably familiar, as if he had said this sentence before.

And how did he know that this female teacher's surname was Feng, obviously he didn't know her just now!

Could it be that the original memory was remembered because I saw it again?

But He Changming still had no memory of this female teacher in his mind, as if this person had appeared out of thin air.

That Teacher Feng didn't embarrass He Changming too much, He Changming came back to his senses, and she asked He Changming to sit down, this afternoon there were four English classes in a row, two classes and two exams, which can be said to be fully arranged.

In a blink of an eye, it was evening, and I was still in English, and then I was making papers, He Changming was about to take English until he vomited, and the day's classes were over.

G City No. 1 Middle School was self-studying at half past ten o'clock, and when He Changming reacted, the classmates in the class didn't know when they had gone, and he was left alone in the classroom to study.

I remember that at that time, because he lived in the school, he also studied until the lights went out at half past eleven, and then he would go back to sleep.

The empty classroom is full of books, and there are more or less books standing on everyone's desk, and those are the footprints of the college entrance examination.

He Changming knew that this was a trace of his memory, and time was sped up by the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon, so he was in a daze for a while, and when he came back to his senses, the time was already mismatched just now.

The Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon seemed to be very eager to let He Changming know something, and had been acting as a demon in the shadows.

He Changming is calm, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and they will not panic at all.

It was already half-past eleven, and the school was about to turn off the lights.

The hands of the clock hanging on the blackboard at the back pointed to half past eleven, and the electric switch was pulled down by the security guard on time, and the teaching building went dark in an instant.

At this time, He Changming should have packed his schoolbag and returned to the dormitory, but when he stood up, the door of the classroom squeaked and was suddenly closed.

He Changming's eyes turned to the windowsill near the corridor, and the originally clean glass was imprinted with red bloody handprints at some point, accompanied by the sound of tapping, and there was an extra pair of prints at a time, just like a person with bloody hands constantly knocking on the window.

But there was no one outside the window, and those bloody handprints seemed to appear out of thin air.

Is this haunted?

He Changming touched his chin with interest, and was about to approach the windowsill to take a look, but he heard a "squeak" sound above his head, and the electric fan hanging on it suddenly turned.

He Changming raised his head, there was nothing on the electric fan, but the arc of rotation did not stop.

The wind whistled outside the window, blowing in through small gaps, making a sound similar to that of a human crying.

If He Changming hadn't experienced so many things, I'm afraid he would have been frightened by the scene in front of him.

There's a ghost in this classroom!

It was this ghost who had done so many things, as if he wanted to scare He Changming.

He Changming opened the eye of the sky, only to see that under the first electric fan that entered the door, there was a female corpse hanging, like a huge sunny doll hanging on the windowsill.

Take a closer look, isn't this female corpse the English teacher Teacher Feng who just left?

At this time, Teacher Feng was already very unbeautiful, and his originally smooth face became pitted, as if he had been gnawed by something.

With the turn, Teacher Feng's corpse slowly turned around and came face to face with He Changming.

Just when the female corpse was completely turned around, the female corpse, who was still with her eyes closed, suddenly opened her eyes.

"Give me my life!"

The first sentence he said was to teach He Changming to return his life, but He Changming was surprised.

He and Teacher Feng have no grievances, and when Teacher Feng suddenly said this, He Changming was even more incomprehensible.

There were no two people in his memory, Xiang Yunxi and Teacher Feng, but these two people did appear in his illusion, and they still appeared in such a tragic way.

My lost memories are really a little Jiujiu in it, no wonder the extraterritorial heavenly demons don't choose any memory, just choose this one!

Teacher Feng's sudden opening of her eyes only made her look more terrifying, but there was no substantial harm, and He Changming was surprised at that moment just now.

Seeing that He Changming was not afraid of himself, Mr. Feng's eyes began to flow blood, and his eyes also looked like they were about to burst out.

"He Changming, it's all your fault, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been backlashed, and in the end, I couldn't stand the pain of backlash and hanged myself!"

As Teacher Feng spoke, bright red blood flowed from the corners of his eyes, and his voice was dripping blood.

He Changming was inexplicable and said: "You want to commit suicide yourself, what does it matter to me?" ”

He didn't directly say that he didn't know about these things, but wanted to know something more from Teacher Feng's mouth.

Sure enough, seeing He Changming say this, Teacher Feng became even more angry, and swayed his body to shake himself down.

He Changming then continued to agitate the law and sneered: "Besides, even if your suicide has something to do with me, it is your own choice, and you can't blame anyone else." ”

Teacher Feng was furious, let out a scream, and his whole body kept shaking, as if he would not stop until he shook himself down.

And she didn't live up to her expectations after all, and successfully shook herself off the electric fan and fell heavily on the podium.

"He Changming, give me back my life!"

As soon as he fell, Teacher Feng immediately turned around and ran towards He Changming's limbs.

He Changming turned around easily, and he dodged Teacher Feng's attack.

And at this moment, the thunder net in He Changming's hand has also been unfolded, just waiting for Mr. Feng to enter the urn by himself!

He wants to figure out what happened back then, and this Teacher Feng is the best answer.

As long as I can pry her mouth open, I guess I will know about what happened back then.

Teacher Feng saw that He Changming had been hiding, thinking that He Changming was afraid, so he rushed to He Changming with a ghost scream.

Five-meter ...... Four-meter ...... Three-meter ......

As the distance between the two got closer and closer, He Changming's hands moved, and countless thunder chains densely wrapped Teacher Feng's soul, and in an instant, Teacher Feng turned into a shining "silkworm chrysalis".

"Can you talk now?"

Seeing Teacher Feng struggling on the ground, He Changming asked with a smile.

Teacher Feng didn't appreciate it at all, but spat and scolded: "Don't be coy here, didn't you kill me in the first place, what are you pretending to be here!" ”