An Huanhuan glanced at Yang Shuo and put on an expression that he didn't know how to describe, uh, this should be Ke Ling's expression, but how can it be a bit like a disgusted expression?

"Bangs, twenty points." Yang Shuo stood outside the classroom and heard the math teacher pronounce a familiar name.

Bangs Hai is Yang Shuo's tablemate and sworn friend, and his grades are also very bad, so Yang Shuo should be the only one in the whole class.

As soon as the math teacher's words fell, a tall, thin boy like a monkey walked out of the classroom and stood next to Yang Shuo.

Yang Shuo is now studying in a private high school in Yunlan City, the school is a school with a semi-closed management system, non-local students are all required to live in the school, only two holidays a year, once a semester, that is, winter vacation and summer vacation, even what customs and festivals are spent in the school, the management is very strict.

Yang Shuo only came here, of course he was not willing, maybe there was so much money at home, his father had to let him go to some famous school, he was also forced to come to this ghost place in desperation, and he studied for three years, and now he is going to repeat it, he can't imagine how he has suffered in the past three years.

Yang Shuo's family business is a bit special, it is to open a cemetery, and the business is related to the dead, because the current cemetery can be said to be side by side with housing prices, so Yang Shuo's family's income has always been very fertile.

It is because of so much money that I came to live in this kind of place.

"Hey, boss, do you think we're haunted by something unclean, that's why we always fail in exams." The bangs next to him couldn't help but speak, interrupting Yang Shuo's train of thought.

Liu Hai's family according to his own words, his father is a Maoshan Taoist priest, who specializes in doing magic for others to earn a living, and his mother is a goddess, specializing in fortune-telling, marriage, and "spirit runes" or something for others.

"Can you stop talking like this, this unclean thing is still affecting this thing? You can go to class by yourself, sleep less, read more books, and ensure that you can eradicate them if they are not used for Dharma purposes. Yang Shuo couldn't help but complain a few words when he heard Liu Hai's nonsense conclusion, but after thinking about it, it seems that he himself is not qualified to teach others!

"Boss, why don't you talk about you, aren't you also the ......" Liu Hai just wanted to continue, but Yang Shuo glared at him fiercely, and swallowed back what he was about to say.

Liu Hai is not in a good financial situation because of his family, and his father hopes that he can receive a good education, go out of society to find a good job, and be a small white-collar worker or something, but who would have thought that he would follow his father's old path.

Because Liu Hai's family has a limited economy, the food fee given every month is very limited, so he often eats and drinks with Yang Shuo, and the two naturally become friends who talk about everything.

Time flies quickly, it's already class, and it's the last class at noon, so you can go straight to the canteen to eat.

There are also rules for eating in the canteen, and each class must line up one by one to go to the canteen to eat one after another, and everyone must eat, and they must not go back to the dormitory directly.

After surviving the long five classes in the afternoon, Yang Shuo also felt a little hungry, so he obediently lined up to eat in the canteen.

During the queue, Yang Shuo took out his mobile phone and looked at the strange chat group, and he didn't know how many 99+ messages overlapped overnight, of course, all the topics of the group chat subverted Yang Shuo's worldview, what heavenly master, what rune paper, what peach wood sword, what wronged soul, I didn't understand a word, but it was like a real gathering place for patients with secondary two diseases.

Although Yang Shuo is said to be a scumbag, but no matter how he says it, he is an intellectual with higher education, as a believer in materialism in the new era, these feudal superstitions of gods and ghosts, naturally do not pay much attention to it, but feel that there is still a little bit of a group of friends, judging from the tone of some people, many people are already elderly parents, and they still believe in these secondary two things, which shows that this family is a little sad.

At this time, the chat group is still sending a steady stream of messages.

Ghost Shadow Swordsman: "Where did the unjust soul who escaped last night flee?" @玄阳法师, count a hexagram. ”

At the same time, the person with the ID of 'Xuanyang Mage' sent a message: "I calculated a hexagram, the location of that unjust soul should have fled into the center of Yunlan, and it is estimated that she returned to the place where she died before her death. ”

Xuanling Immortal: "Last night, I had a brief exchange with that unjust soul, and found that her resentment was very strong, and her resentment was very strong, and it was estimated that the resentment had been hidden for many years, so the resentment became more and more intense, and the normal excess soul resurrection could not be of any use to her." ”

The effect of transcendence can only be used on small ghosts and lonely souls and wild ghosts, and when used on ghosts like unjust ghosts, the success rate is not so great, and superdularity requires the cooperation of ghosts to be reincarnated to be successful, and unjust souls are often the opposite, they still have a deep hatred for the yang world, and their purpose is not achieved naturally will not accept transcendence.

Thinking about it, the Baimei Daoist was powerless to use cultivation to forcibly exceed, and the resentment of the unjust soul was beyond the ability of the Baimei Daoist and the Xuanling Immortal's superordinate strength.

Yang Shuo looked at the message of the chat group, and couldn't help but feel a little crying and laughing, these people's imagination was really beyond his expectations.

Yang Shuo and Liu Hai lined up for half an hour, and finally got the meal, because the rules for eating are to fight in a formation from short to tall, Yang Shuo and Liu Hai can be said to be one of the tallest in the class, so they were the last to eat.

"Hey, have you heard? Late last night, someone was playing the piano in the old piano room of the old school building next to our dormitory. Sitting next to Yang Shuo and Bangs, a few boys at the table were whispering.

"What? It is said that a senior sister in the third year of high school was hanged there, could it be that she came back to make trouble? Another boy at a table over there said.

"I don't know, the police handled it as a suicide case at that time, and there was no too much explanation, think about it, why would a normal person commit suicide? Of course, I can't think about what grievances I have suffered, could it be that senior sister coming back......" The boy just wanted to say something, but was stopped by another boy, signaling not to say anything more, be careful about the matter.

Hearing their words, Liu Hai's eyes lit up as Yang Shuo expected, and it seemed that he was going to say something to him again, Yang Shuo picked up the rice bowl and took a few bites before getting up and signaling to leave