"Brother Song, what kind of gust of wind is this, blowing you to my little one!"

Huang Tian, who was patrolling in front of the school gate, hurriedly walked a few steps to Song Zhong's approach, and then asked him with a smile on his face.

In Song Zhong's view, in a fully closed campus like Yunlong High School, if he wants to leave the school, it will inevitably take a lot of trouble.

But what he didn't expect was that the security captain of this school would be so kind to him.

Listen to this man who is dozens of years older than himself, and become his big brother. Even if Song Zhong is thick-skinned, he feels a little embarrassed.

"Uncle, don't say that, I'm just a child in front of your eyes."

Song Zhong was very polite and polite to Huang Tian.

The students of Yunlong High School are all proud of the sky, although they have a trace of fear for the security captain when they make mistakes. But Huang Tian can also see that the students in the school have never looked down on themselves.

At this time, he found that Song Zhong's attitude towards himself was completely different from that of those students. His attitude towards himself stems from respect, which is the respect that a younger generation has for the elderly.

"Brother Song, where are you talking about, how dare the little one be your uncle. If there's anything you need to say, just say it. ”

Huang Tian heard Song Zhong call himself uncle, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart. At the same time, in my heart, I have a good impression of this Song Zhong.

But for a person like him who is proficient in human affairs, his best choice is to do his best to praise this person, who in his opinion is enough to change his fate......

Song Zhong shook his head with a wry smile, he instinctively wanted to say a few polite words to Huang Tian.

But after thinking about it, this security captain's attitude towards himself also provided great convenience for his actions. So he gladly accepted Huang Tian's kindness.

"I want to go out and run some errands and be back in a minute, okay?"

Song Zhong changed the topic and tentatively asked Huang Tian, after all, it was already against the school rules that he wanted to get out of the campus.

When Huang Tian heard it, the head was like pounding garlic. Then he turned around and went to open the school gates.

"Brother Zhong, this guy is only from the grassroots, and he can get to his current status because he knows current affairs."

Qin Tian, who was following Song Zhong, said to Song Zhong without hesitation when Huang Tian turned around. The tone of his voice was full of disdain for Huang Tian.

When he said this, Huang Tian's body was obviously stunned, and his face was full of bitterness and he didn't say anything.

Indeed, people like him who came out of the mountain village did not study well when they went to school. So now he can only do this kind of work to look at other people's faces.

Whenever he saw those "proud children" in the school, swimming in the sea of books in the classroom, he had an indescribable envy in his heart.

He regretted that he should not have given up his studies so easily.

"All beings are equal, all things are living beings, I think you should respect your uncle."

Song Zhong seemed to notice Huang Tian's bitter face. Some couldn't help it, and reprimanded Qin Tian beside him.

"He's right, and he deserves my respect? Brother Zhong, all people are not equal! For example, my father is Qin Shou, and I am the prince in Yunlong! On campus, everyone needs to look at my face. ”

After Qin Tian heard Song Zhong's words, he shook his head a little disapprovingly, and expressed his opinion to Song Zhong.

"Are you sure that in this school, everyone has to look at your face?"

Song Zhong turned around and asked Qin Tian a little angrily.

Almost all people have a common problem, that is, when they are lecturing others, the last thing they can't listen to is other people's rebuttals.

Qin Tian and Song Zhong glanced at each other, recalling the scene when this guy first entered the school, and he wanted to lead someone to oppress him. His body shuddered slightly, and he almost didn't kneel on the ground.

Then he hurriedly changed the tone of his words and said to Song Zhong, "Brother Zhong, Brother Zhong, where are you talking about." I am among the students, that is one person under ten thousand people, you are the real prince, no, no, no, you are the Son of Heaven, you are the Son of Heaven......"

When Qin Tian said that Song Zhong was the crown prince, he suddenly noticed a trace of anger in the other party's eyes, and then quickly changed his sentence.

Seeing this, Song Zhong also nodded with satisfaction, he found that the feeling of pretending to be forced was really interesting.

But he didn't have the kung fu to brush his presence on Qin Tian's body now.

Because of his important duty now, even if he informs Master Lingchen Daoist of the matter here as soon as possible.

Aunt Cui'er once said that the reason why this campus attracts ghosts is because of the suppression of evil dragons in the underground of the school.

But when he really saw the black dragon, such remarks were unfair.

Feeling the "obsidian sword" in his body, Song Zhong came to a conclusion in his heart.

That is, although this black dragon is pure and tyrannical, it will definitely not be what his aunt said, and it is the evil that it has provoked.

After passing the cafeteria incident, it seems that everything has already been answered.

That is, the supernatural events that have occurred in Yunlong High School for many years have always had the shadow of the ghost capital behind them.

It was those evil deeds that made Yunlong School unpeaceful.

When he thought of this, Song Zhong couldn't help but clench his fists, and at the same time set a goal in his heart to destroy the "ghost capital".

"Brother Song, Tiangongzi, please ...... you two"

Just when Song Zhong was still in thought, suddenly Huang Tian's voice came.

Immediately after that, he saw a smile on his face, opened the door of the school, and made a gesture of invitation to Song Zhong and the others.

After Song Zhong turned around, he looked at Huang Tian and nodded kindly, and then walked directly towards the campus gate.

And Qin Tian, who was behind him, didn't pay attention to the security captain at all.

Because of his family background, this so-called security captain never dared to say "no" in front of him.

In this way, the two of them walked out of the school gate one after the other.

If such a scene is seen by other students, I am afraid that they will be envious.

In such a closed campus, if you want to go out and sleep in the middle of the night and are caught by the security guards, I am afraid that you will be expelled from the school.

Ignoring the school rules like Song Zhong and the others, I am afraid that they really borrowed the tiger power of the principal Qin Shou.

"The two of them are out of school, what do you think?"

In the principal's room, Qin Tian's father is also Qin Shou, the principal of Yunlong High School. In the surveillance video, it was seen that Song Zhong and Qin Tian left Yunlong High School and said to a woman sitting on her lap.

"Brother Shou, you can do whatever you want. People listen to your ......"

The woman brushed the hair in front of her forehead with her hand, and then responded to Qin Shou in a snorting voice.

If there were students from Yunlong High School here at this time, they could easily recognize the woman sitting on the principal's lap.

is the head teacher of the seventh class a year, Teacher Xinyi......

It's just that Teacher Xinyi at this time is completely different from her previous image in front of students.

Her body was shrouded in a light red veil, and the graceful carcass was faintly visible under the light veil.

And above her face, she is also full of charm, and she is even more flattering to Qin Shou.

"Hahaha...... Although Qin Tian is not my biological flesh and blood, he is also the son I have adopted for more than ten years. I don't want to get him involved. As for Song Zhong, a silver-level onmyoji, I don't take him seriously yet. ”

Qin Shou said this, his hands constantly roaming over Xinyi's body.

Evil, domineering......

At this time, the principal Qin Shou can only be described by these two words.

"But the butler is dead, and he is still dead at my hands......"

Teacher Xinyi stopped talking, and at the same time, her body glanced at Qin Shou with some concern.

"Hmph, the guy who has not achieved enough and has more than enough to lose, deserves to die. I've already made arrangements other than Yunlong, and that guy from Song Zhong won't come back to make trouble. ”

Qin Shou pushed away Xinyi, who was sitting on his lap, and then walked to the window a few steps and looked out.

It's as if what he did to Xinyi before was really a scene.

Xinyi's body fell to the ground, and when she looked at Qin Shou's back, there was an inadvertent hint of hatred in her eyes.

But she quickly hid that hatred.

Yes! She hated this man.

Since she first entered Yunlong High School, she has hated this man. Hate so deep into the bone marrow that I can't extricate myself......

She still vaguely remembers that summer three years ago.

After graduating from college that year, she came to Yunlong to teach with great ambitions.

It was also in that year that he met the beast that had made her inhuman.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

"Is there anyone? I want to use a public phone. ”

After walking out of the school gate, Song Zhong and Qin Tian were separated. Song Zhong came to a small supermarket directly opposite the school, and the supermarket was closed at this time, so he did not hesitate to knock on the door of the supermarket.

The streets outside the school are silent and deserted.

He didn't even see a single passerby.

There was no response to his voice in the supermarket, and Song Zhongzhi felt that a chill began to appear all over his body.

It was even colder than when I was in the Yin Land before.

His right hand involuntarily held the "Donghuang Bell" hanging from his waist, which was the only way to bring a trace of comfort to his psychology.