Chapter 92: A Potential Crisis
"I've said it before, you speak like a normal person!" Zhao Huanshu said strangely to Han Siyu in the candle: "Your yin ghost's voice suddenly came out, and a few guts are not enough for you to toss so much." ”
"Got it, master, but I have to say that my voice is like this now, and your request is like, I let you talk about it as a ghost, and you will always forget." Han Siyu's voice suddenly became normal, and there was even a feeling of a girl sulking.
"Yes, yes, anyway, you just need to pay attention." Zhao Huanshu lifted his glasses: "Listen to you, I have to go up to the last floor to find the abnormality here?" ”
Han Siyu said "um" in Zhao Huanshu's heart, and stopped talking.
Zhao Huanshu clenched his mobile phone, and the moment he stepped up the 12th staircase, the stairs in front of him really had an extra layer out of thin air!
Call...... Zhao Huanshu took a deep breath and concentrated on the surroundings, the teaching building at night was unusually quiet, in stark contrast to the scene of students and teachers coming and going during the day.
Zhao Huanshu kept shaking the mobile phone screen around his body: Han Siyu said before that there are many special yin ghosts that appear this time, and this action can expand the sealing range of the mobile phone screen, if you are lucky, you can step up to the 13th layer, and most of them will be done at the moment when the yin ghosts appear.
Boom.
Walking up the last staircase, Zhao Huanshu suddenly felt a cold attack from behind him, and turned around to see that there was nothing!
At the same time, Zhao Huanshu saw that the lights in the evening self-study classroom in the high school were dark at the same time, and the lights in his own classroom turned on after flickering a few times, peeking through the window on the wall of the corridor.
The surroundings were surprisingly quiet, Zhao Huanshu could only hear the buzzing sound in his ears, and then, Zhao Huanshu, who kept shaking his mobile phone, suddenly felt that his vision was getting darker and darker, as if the whole world was gradually shrouded in a layer of thick fog.
Belch...... When Zhao Huanshu looked at the mobile phone screen, he suddenly found that he couldn't move! Then it suddenly went dark, and I couldn't see anything.
In the darkness, Zhao Huanshu could only hear his own heartbeat and breathing, as well as ...... Behind him, a large number of footsteps gradually sounded.
"Han Siyu!" Zhao Huanshu shouted in his heart, Han Siyu, who was wearing a school uniform with pale skin, the moment she appeared, Zhao Huanshu felt that the darkness around her was like a black paper covered by her eyes, being torn apart from both sides.
At the same time, Zhao Huanshu suddenly found that on the stairs in front of him, and in the corridor behind him, there were at some point full of students who had no eyeballs and blood in their dark eyes, these students were wearing black school uniforms that looked like Mao suits, Wu Xuanye, Xu Shan, and Qian Shui were also among them.
Yes!!!!
"Stop them!"
The screams of a large number of black-clothed yin ghost students pounced and Zhao Huanshu's inner voice sounded at the same time, Han Siyu immediately turned into a blue yin wind, circling around Zhao Huanshu rapidly, and the moment those yin ghosts touched the yin wind, they were immediately twisted into paper ash-like black fragments, sprinkled in the air a few times, and disappeared without a trace.
Zhao Huanshu raised his mobile phone, looked at the bright red ghost list information inside, and constantly shone the screen around, and the mobile phone immediately emitted a red light like blood mist, and all the students were enveloped in it in the blink of an eye.
The thick ink-like resentment erupted from all the ghost students at the same time, converging into wrist-thick black smoke in the air, and after twisting a few times, it was sucked into Zhao Huanshu's mobile phone.
Yes!!!!
The screams of the ghosts were earth-shattering, making Zhao Huanshu feel as if the world in front of him was shaking, and the labor pain from the eardrum went straight to the cerebral marrow, and while he was soaked in sweat, his face turned pale because of the pain.
Shout......
When the last trace of resentment was sucked into the mobile phone, the screams around him stopped abruptly, and those students who had been hideous looked completely back to their former appearances at this time, they all looked like they were about sixteen or seventeen years old, except for the school uniform full of age, the rest of the students were no different from the current students.
At the end of the students was a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in a black robe, with round glasses in gold wire, a black goatee, and a somewhat glazed look in his eyes.
"Okay, don't turn around, go back to the candle." Zhao Huanshu glanced at the information on the ghost list, and confirmed that after the font turned black, he said to Han Siyu, who had turned into a yin wind and was still circling around him.
At the same time as Han Siyu left, the resentful students around him, as well as the middle-aged man who seemed to be a teacher, bowed to Zhao Huanshu at the same time.
Then, the middle-aged man floated up to Zhao Huanshu and wanted to grab his hand to thank him, but found that his hand passed through Zhao Huanshu's hand.
"Ugh." The middle-aged man sighed, but finally said, "On behalf of me and my students, thank you." ”
Zhao Huanshu didn't know what to say, but said lightly: "Well, no thanks." ”
The middle-aged man looked at himself and the children around him, and found that everyone's translucent bodies began to slowly disappear from the bottom to the top, so he said: "It seems that we will have to report to Yin Cao soon, if it weren't for the things in that river, we wouldn't be harmful......"
The middle-aged man said, and looked at Wu Xuanye and the three in the crowd.
However, these people are ghosts now, and they have long lost their human emotions, Wu Xuanye and the others just nodded to Zhao Huanshu, and did not show the emotion of life and death.
Zhao Huanshu decided to hurry up and hurriedly asked the middle-aged teacher, "How much do you know about the breath in the Tenglong River?" Or rather, you feel like there will be a few more Yin ghosts affected by it in the future. ”
The middle-aged man didn't seem to be able to think, and immediately said quietly: "That thing has affected me and my students, and it has been consumed almost, so ...... Because there should be two more, I don't know when they will appear. ”
"What about the level of influence? Are you dressed in black like you? Zhao Huanshu confirmed every key point.
The middle-aged man nodded: "If you have two, yes." ”
"Two? So what if this resentment consumes all the rest on a ghost? Zhao Huanshu's brows gradually furrowed.
The middle-aged man still said without thinking: "In that case, it may be a blue ghost, or even a ...... Colorful ghosts. ”
"Tsk......" Zhao Huanshu's palms began to sweat, and just as he was about to say something, all the yin ghosts around him disappeared in front of him, and they had already gone to the place where they should go.
"Han Siyu, if you meet a ghost of the same level, can you only have a tie?" Zhao Huanshu asked in his heart.
Han Siyu's tone was quite normal this time, and he thought for a while and said, "Well, the level division of yin ghosts is very strict, the same level is tied, and the lower level can win as many as possible." ”
Han Siyu's words are obvious: if the next one to appear is a colorful ghost, then she will be killed in seconds, just like Han Siyu dealt with Wei Min before and these black-clothed ghosts just now.
"That's it......" Zhao Huanshu's face became more and more ugly, and he hurriedly said: "Is there a way to make the remaining grievances of Tenglong River share on the two Yin Ghosts?" ”