Jun Chengzong's voice came out through the miniature microphone pinned to his collar, which instantly spread throughout the entire lecture hall, and suddenly suppressed Teacher Mu's momentum.

"What are you doing!" As soon as Teacher Mu heard Jun Chengzong say this, he was annoyed at the time, and hurriedly motioned to the security teacher next to him to pick up the microphone on Jun Chengzong's clothes.

Jun Chengzong didn't dodge, and let the teacher take off the microphone on his body, but his attitude did not change in the slightest, he looked directly into Teacher Mu's eyes, and said righteously: "Give me a chance, otherwise it will really be hopeless!" ”

Teacher Mu obviously didn't expect Jun Chengzong to say such a thing at this time, and Bai Lou also stood aside with a frightened face.

Teacher Mu raised his hand, pointed at Jun Chengzong with a trembling finger, and scolded: "What nonsense are you talking about!" Isn't he still standing here alive, if you curse my student again, I will immediately call the police to arrest you! ”

Although the quarrel between Jun Chengzong and Teacher Mu on the stage was not amplified through the microphone, it also spread throughout the lecture hall, and for a while, the students who were walking out turned their eyes back one after another, and even the students who had already walked outside the lecture hall also probed their brains to see what was going on inside.

Those security teachers were also stunned, turned their heads and immediately began to bombard those students who were waiting to see the excitement, wanting to blast those students out, after all, this kind of thing still has to consider the impact.

"Am I talking nonsense, he knows best," Jun Chengzong worked hard to win a chance for himself, or for Bai Lou, "Once his spirit body is on the verge of collapse, the edge spirit he has recruited will take advantage of the void, this is the most dangerous situation, it threatens not only his safety, everyone around him may become a victim of that marginal spirit, please give me a chance!" ”

"You ......" Teacher Mu looked at Jun Chengzong's serious expression, his thoughts were slightly shaken, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

After a few seconds, Teacher Mu calmed down a little, but he still had some scruples about Jun Chengzong: "How can you prove that what you said is true?" ”

Jun Chengzong took a deep breath and said, "Give me half an hour, if you still think I'm a liar, just call the police." ”

This time, Teacher Mu was silent for half a minute, and finally looked at Jun Chengzong and said word by word: "Give you fifteen minutes." After speaking, he sat down in the first row of the audience below, and the fire in his heart was still not completely extinguished.

However, those students who were about to come back to watch the excitement were all blocked by the teachers of the security department, and the students of the student council were basically kicked out, and only the girl who was the vice president of the student council remained in the lecture hall.

Although Bai Lou was at a loss in his heart, he was still relieved, he really didn't dare to imagine what kind of fate would happen to him if he really lost the last straw of Jun Chengzong.

He didn't know that if the people who were entangled by the fringe spirits did not intervene without the intervention of the exorcists, the final outcome would not only be as simple as death, but some people would even be more uncomfortable than death.

Because when Mr. Mu brought people in just now, he asked the lighting teacher to turn on all the lights in the lecture hall, so Jun Chengzong said hello to the lighting teacher on the side.

Teacher Lighting witnessed the psychic ceremony just now, so he naturally understood what Jun Chengzong needed, and immediately raised his hand to turn off all the lights in the lecture hall.

For a moment, the entire lecture hall fell back into darkness.

Where did Mr. Mu experience this, his spirit was shocked, and he was about to scold, but he saw that on the podium, Jun Chengzong re-lit an oil lamp with purple light.

"Teacher Mu, what should we do?" A security teacher came to sit down beside Teacher Mu and whispered to Teacher Mu.

Teacher Mu glanced at Bai Lou, whose brows on the stage seemed to be entangled in heavy concerns, turned his head sideways and said, "You have an eye on Jun Chengzong, once there is danger, immediately catch him for me and hand him over to the police to take care of." ”

Teacher Mu in the audience and they were all hidden in the dark, and what they said Jun Chengzong on the stage was not very true, and besides, he was thinking about how to help Bai Lou solve the marginal spirit of the pen fairy at this time.

Bai Lou was nervous, and Jun Chengzong was even more nervous than him.

When Jun Chengzong was abroad, he also took over several incidents that dealt with the disturbance of the fringe spirits, but in each case, Jun Chengzong's job was only to communicate with the disturbed people and channel, and then after determining that it was the fringe spirits, he handed them over to the priests of the diocese to perform the exorcism ritual.

In other words, although Jun Chengzong is a spirit medium, he has never presided over an exorcism ceremony, and he can almost be said to know nothing about exorcism.

But this time, the matter was urgent, and Jun Chengzong had no chance to find an exorcist he was familiar with to exorcise the demons for Bailou, so he could only bite the bullet himself.

However, even Jun Chengzong didn't know that in foreign countries, exorcism is a very high-risk industry, and there are hundreds of exorcists who die in the exorcism ritual every year......

But even if he knew, what could he do?

Does he have any other options?

Jun Chengzong took out a silver cross no longer than the length of a finger from his body, and at the same time took out a thin thread and handed it to Bai Lou: "Use this thread to tie the cross to your left ankle." ”

Bai Lou took the cross, his eyes flickering a little: "Teacher Jun, are you sure?" ”

"Are there any other options?" Jun Chengzong said, taking off the string of dice on his wrist, "If the edge spirit appears in a while, the cross can guarantee that you will not die before me." ”

Jun Chengzong was like saying something that had nothing to do with him, and there were no ups and downs in his tone at all.

Hearing Jun Chengzong say this, he didn't ask anything more, lowered his head and tied the cross to his ankle according to what Jun Chengzong said.

Jun Chengzong put the dice on the table, a total of thirteen finger-sized dice were lying quietly on the table, these dice seemed to be made of bones or something, and if you got closer, you could feel the cold breath contained in them.

However, not only Bai Lou saw that all the six sides of the dice were smooth and blank, unlike ordinary dice with points on them and the like.

In fact, they didn't know that Jun Chengzong had another title in the American psychic world.

"Satan's gambler."

Traditionally, psychic mediums have been able to communicate directly with non-human spirits through their psychic bodies.

However, Jun Chengzong did not have this ability, and if he wanted to communicate with spirits other than humans, he had to use some psychic medium.

These thirteen dice are the medium through which he communicates with potential spirits.

Some newspapers in the United States have also reported on Jun Chengzong's affairs, and have given Jun Chengzong's use of dice to channel spirits with a legendary name.

Pitch to the sky.

"Are you ready?" Jun Chengzong looked at the white building in front of him and asked in a deep voice, "I'm going to start trying to talk to your edge spirit now." ”

Bai Lou nodded firmly, but Teacher Mu in the audience was a little puzzled: "What does he mean?" Could it be that there are ghosts here? ”

Jun Chengzong took a deep breath, his eyes were slightly closed, and he held the thirteen dice in his hand, as if he was facing Bai Lou, but more like he was looking at something else in the air and asked, "You're already here, right?" ”

Because of the sudden silence of the lecture hall, Jun Chengzong's voice seemed a little empty, and Teacher Mu on the side couldn't help but get goosebumps when he heard it, there were only a few of them here, so who was he asking?

Are there really ghosts?

As soon as the words fell, Jun Chengzong threw the thirteen dice on the table, and the dice collided with each other, making a crisp collision sound, and finally fell on the table in a disorderly manner.

Bai Lou's heart was weak for a while, and he couldn't help but look at the dice on the table, but nothing happened on the dice, and the blank dice were still blank, and nothing appeared.

What about communication?