Zhang Guan calmed down, found that it was not early, he could go to school, and took a nap when he pinched his feet, Zhang Guan found that he seemed to be still so energetic, not a little tired, and thought to himself, the ability of the Yin Man is good. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zhang Guan finally did not rush in to theorize, but took out his mobile phone in a dashing manner, dialed a number, and after connecting, he said calmly: "Hello, I want to report a footwashing room ...... involving pornography"

Back at school, there was an art class in the morning, and I went to the painting studio with my classmates, Zhang Guan saw those sculptures and portraits, patted his head and muttered, "I almost forgot these things." ”

Then, Zhang Guan pretended to touch a sculpture inadvertently, and after an exclamation, Zhang Guan said suspiciously: "Huh? Why is this sculpture still bleeding? ”

A few classmates around him gathered around with a smile and said, "You think this sculpture is a real person, and it can still bleed?" Before they finished speaking, the men looked a little surprised when they saw a crack in the ground and a sculpture of dark red blood flowing out of it.

"It stinks." The man with the pointed nose frowned, covered his nose and said.

"It's a corpse smell!" Zhang Guan exclaimed.

"Could it be a corpse in this sculpture?" A bold girl pointed to the bleeding sculpture on the ground in surprise and said.

As the words fell, everyone's faces changed suddenly, and the new art teacher pulled away from the crowd and stepped on the sculpture on the ground with his foot.

I saw that the sculpture shattered, more blood flowed out of it, and an even stronger stench emanated from the air, and then, in the frightened eyes of everyone, in a fragment, a man's head was pulled out......

Everyone's faces were ugly, and a boy said in a trembling voice: "I didn't expect that there was a dead man's head in the sculpture we copied every day, and I brought it from the equipment room last time." Speaking of the back, the faces of the surrounding people became even more ugly, because everyone had contact with the sculpture, and one girl vomited directly......

Zhang Guan frowned, looked around and said, "Will there be corpses in other sculptures?" ”

As the words fell, everyone looked at the white sculptures around them with suspicious faces, and the horror in their eyes could not be concealed.

The new art teacher also coughed lightly with an ugly face, and said, "You stand still, I'll come." As he spoke, he picked up another sculpture next to him and fell to the ground, and sure enough! There was also a human head in this sculpture, and then human heads were found in other sculptures, and many girls couldn't stand it and ran out.

Everyone present finally reacted and said in a trembling voice: "Let's call the police quickly." ”

A girl took out a mobile phone with some trembling, dialed the police, explained the situation, hung up the phone, and the scene fell into silence again.

The new teacher wanted to relieve the lifeless atmosphere, looked at the girl who had called earlier and said, "That classmate, does the school not bring electronic products to school?" ”

However, the surrounding classmates seemed to be unable to hear, and the scene was a little embarrassing.

Of course, the matter of hiding the corpses in these sculptures was done by the previous art teacher, Mr. Yang, and whether these corpses were killed by him has to be seen through the follow-up investigation of the police station.

Zhang Guan put away the shocked look he pretended to be, and walked out of the painting room expressionlessly, Li Mingcai in the studio looked at Zhang Guan's back as he walked away, squinting his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Finally came to the day of going to Daliang Mountain to collect wind and sketch, after the previous turmoil, the students' somewhat gloomy hearts became sunny again at this moment, early in the morning, the students in the class were neatly dressed, carrying bulging school bags, and excitedly stood beside the school bus chattering and discussing something.

In order to facilitate management, only one shift of Zhang Guan went to collect wind on this day, and the next day was the next shift.

The driver's uncle came over with a water cup and said with a smile, "Get in the car." Amid the cheers of the students, the school bus full of students slowly drove out of the campus, and Zhang Guan was among them.

Two hours later, the school bus stopped in a compound, and the students got off the bus and looked at the green mountains in the distance, all of them happy.

At this moment, the place where everyone is located is a small town at the foot of the mountain, called Qingcao Town, and then everyone needs to walk into the mountain and go to the halfway up the mountain to station for sketching.

Amidst a loud chatter, it took another twenty minutes for everyone to reach their destination.

When everyone was holding up the drawing board and painting seriously, an uninvited guest came, and this person turned out to be Zhao Wanjin's dead fat man.

It seems that Li Mingcai stopped managing Zhao Wanjin after changing his soul, and he has been avoiding Zhao Wanjin at school, I don't know where this Zhao Fat Man got the news, and I know that Li Mingcai's class came out to sketch today, so he waited here early.

When Li Mingcai saw Zhao Fatzi, his face changed suddenly, and he glanced around and looked at the lively classmates, and lowered his voice and said, "Let's go over there and talk." ”

Seeing Li Mingcai pulling Zhao Fatzi to the corner and muttering, Zhang Guan sneered and followed, and suddenly jumped out coldly and appeared in front of the two.

Seeing Zhang Guan, Zhao Fatzi scolded with an unkind face: "Stinky boy, get out of the way." It seems that Zhao Fatzi, who was sprinkled with dog blood that day, didn't recognize the young man in front of him as the person who almost killed him that day.

Zhang Guan chuckled: "Don't think that you can run rampant with a few stinky money, there are more rich than you." ”

Zhao Fatzi looked up and down Zhang Guan with interest, and said, "Then do you have money?" If you don't have any money, get out, don't talk about it here. ”

Zhang Guan was dressed in cheap sportswear and washed white, like a child from the countryside, no wonder Zhao Fatzi looked down on Zhang Guan.

"Money?" Zhang Guan muttered with a strange face, one hand reached into his trouser pocket and tinkered with something, at first, Zhao Fat Man still looked disdainful, and when he saw Zhang Guan take out a pile of hundred-yuan bills, his face was suffocated.

"What is money?" Zhang Guan's face remained unchanged and threw a wad of money in his hand to Zhao Fatzi, Zhao Fatzi took it in a panic, turned it over and looked upside down, it was indeed a real banknote, looking at the thickness of about 10,000 yuan, 10,000 yuan was not much, but it was unusual to carry 10,000 yuan with him and throw it around, and his face changed when he looked at Zhang Guan.

However, Zhang Guan didn't stop, he took out a wad of money from his pocket and threw it at Zhao Fatzi, the corners of Zhao Fatman's mouth twitched, and he took it, and before he could verify the authenticity, Zhang Guan threw over a few more wades of money. This time the fat man's face is very exciting, this time the kung fu, Zhao Fat Man is holding about two or three hundred thousand in his arms.

Li Mingcai covered his mouth and looked at Zhang Guan with an expressionless face in shock, Zhang Guan looked at Zhao Fatzi and chuckled: "You can't hold it." ”

Zhao Fatzi looked at the money in his arms, his eyes were straight, for fear that Zhang Guan would regret it, so he turned around and ran away.

Looking at Zhao Fatzi's fat back, Zhang Guan sneered.

Li Mingcai blinked his beautiful eyes, and couldn't help but ask, "Zhang Guan, where did you get so much money?" ”

Zhang Guan chuckled and said, "Little money, little money." After speaking, he ignored Li Mingcai, who had not yet reacted, turned around and walked away, hiding his merit and fame.

Zhao Fatzi put all the money on the passenger seat, drove away excitedly, halfway, and when he glanced at the pile of money on the passenger seat, Zhang Fatzi's face changed, how could there be red tickets, and the auxiliary seat was full of dark coins.

Shocked, Zhao Fatzi didn't see the road clearly, and directly hit a tree on the side of the road...... Not all the money can be collected, and it is possible that the money is life money.