"I'm a Chinese teacher who was transferred to your school to teach." I smiled and said, fortunately, I took my teaching certificate with me when I left Muyang Village. As long as you don't open it, no one knows that I'm just an elementary school teacher.

The girl pursed her lips disapprerovingly, "I don't care what you are." ”

Why does this girl look like she doesn't eat oil and salt, it's really tricky to get words out of her mouth, it seems that you have to take your time.

I had to ask softly, "This classmate, I want to ask you some questions." After all, I'm going to your school to take up a job, I just want to know how your school is? ”

Afraid that the other party would arouse suspicion, I hurriedly added, "Are the students obedient?" It's hard to teach. ”

"Humph!" The girl folded her arms together with a strange expression on her face, "Obedient, of course the students are obedient." ”

"Oh, that's fine."

"Because of the disobedient ...... All dead. ”

I was about to nod slightly, but I was shocked by her words, and those who disobeyed were all dead?!

She uttered the latter sentence in an extremely light tone, as small as a mosquito's chirping. I thought it was blurted out inadvertently, but I really heard it.

Since I have used the Gathering Seal many times before, each time I cast the seal, it can greatly improve my sense of smell, hearing, vision and other perceptions. Although there is a time limit for the Gathering Seal, there is still some energy left in my body, which is enough to make my senses more than normal.

After the girl said this, she subconsciously reached out to cover her lips, and a look of surprise flashed on her face, which was immediately hidden.

I think things are getting weird and weird, and she definitely knows something.

"How are the teachers at your school?" I pretended not to hear and continued to smile and ask, "Are you all getting along?" ”

"Easy to get along with." The girl nodded indifferently, and the mistake just now seemed to make her vigilant.

I knew it would be hard to ask anything more, but I kept chatting with her.

"How many students are in your class?"

"It used to be fifty." After the girl finished speaking, she raised the corners of her mouth slightly, "Now it's forty-nine." ”

"Oh? Now there's one less. I nodded slightly, "Did you drop out of school because your grades were too bad?" ”

"It's not." The girl's expression instantly became gloomy, "It's jumping off the building." ”

"Jumped off the building?!" I was shocked and a little surprised, "In other words, she passed away." ”

She jumped from the balcony on the fifth floor of the school building, and her dark red blood flowed all the way to the door of the men's bathroom. Her eyes were wide open, and we saw the gooey white flowers on her head, but ......"

The girl's tone paused slightly, and her eyes looked at me stunned, "She's still alive." ”

"Still alive?!" My back is getting a little cold, and the bones of the person who jumped from the fifth floor are about to be shattered, how can I still be alive!

"No...... No way? I looked at the girl in disbelief.

"That's right, she's just alive. And ......" the girl suddenly smiled strangely at me,

"She's right behind you!"

What the! That dead girl is behind me?!

I was horrified, and I hurriedly turned my head, only to be seen in an empty seat - there was no one at all.

"Are you kidding me?" I looked at the girl with some annoyance. She must be deliberately hiding something, so she wants to make up this kind of lie to deliberately bias me.

"I know you won't believe it." The girl looked light and breezy, slowly cocked Erlang's legs, and the stockings on her thighs were squeezed into a sexy arc. "If you don't believe it, forget it."

I was suddenly puzzled, looking at her serious face... It doesn't seem like she's lying, but I don't have enough reason to believe her.

"Then why did she jump off the building?" I asked tentatively.

"Who knows, maybe you didn't take the exam, but a good student is more serious like this." The girl spread her hands helplessly.

At this point, I suddenly noticed that something was wrong with her outstretched left hand—a solidified red liquid on her thumb.

Sensing my gaze, the girl immediately curled up in her palm and retracted it.

"Two days ago, I accidentally got scratched while peeling an apple." The girl explained in a low voice.

"Why don't you put a band-aid? Be careful next time. I said this, but my doubts increased a little.

The explanation she gave in a hurry was obviously an excuse, if it was really a scratch, why was there no wound on the hand, only that little bit was stained with blood?

We sat in our seats with our hearts in our minds and didn't talk any more.

I turned my head to look out the window, and there was a dark road outside, and I couldn't see a car. In the distance, crooked telephone poles sprouted from the bare poplar forest. Did you go to the suburbs?

I looked around the carriage, and some of the passengers were closing their eyes to recuperate, while others were nibbling on bread and drinking mineral water. It's 7:20 p.m., and it's estimated that you can get to Hannam City around 8 p.m.

I closed my eyes and was about to take a nap, but suddenly I noticed that the bus was slowing down.

Isn't that right? I suddenly wondered, what's going on, isn't the long-distance bus unable to stop halfway?

I stretched out my head to look ahead, and was surprised to see that there were six people standing in the middle of the road in front of me!

You won't be cut off, will you? I was about to make this guess, but it wasn't.

Under the illumination of the headlights, I saw that the column was made of an old man with a yellow bell, while the four or five people behind him were standing motionless with their eyes closed, their faces pale, and yellow runes on their foreheads.

The bus slowly stopped in front of the old man, and the driver opened the window and shouted, "What are you doing in the middle of the road!" Don't die!"

The old man was not annoyed, he walked slowly and came to the window to talk to the driver, their voice was so quiet, far away from me, I couldn't hear what was said, I only saw the driver shaking his head there all the time, looking at the shape of his mouth as if to say, "No, no." ”

Finally, the old man took out three red tickets from his pocket and handed them to the driver.

The driver's face suddenly became kind, and the old man turned to the strange group.

The driver opened the car door, turned to us and said, "They're acting in a TV series, so don't worry." They didn't get a taxi when they got home today, so let's give him a ride. ”

The driver's voice landed, and I saw the old man in front of the car ringing the bell and leading the people behind him into the car.

There were a few seats left at the back of the carriage, and they squeezed just enough to sit down.

The old man walked into the carriage, the bell in his hand swaying rhythmically, and he muttered something in his mouth.

Are actors so dedicated now? You're still practicing after work?

The passengers in the car watched them curiously, and now that there was nothing interesting, they went about their own business.

As the old man passed the aisle to my right, I noticed the men behind him.

These men and women, all in their forties and fifties, strangely enough, their faces were grayish and white as if they had been smeared with flour, their eyes were closed with thick dark circles, and their lips were blue and bloodless.

And the rune paper on their foreheads made my face change suddenly—the rune paper began with the word "order" scrawled!

That's real rune paper! They are definitely not actors!

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