cdggggg didn't expect to be able to communicate with ghosts by passing notes, which I didn't expect. Suddenly, I remembered the folk legends of the pen fairy and the dish fairy, and I thought that this was really the case. Don't those ghosts know how to write?

After waiting for about ten seconds, the lesbian table handed me the note, I was a little panicked after seeing the words on it, she wrote crookedly. It's scribbled and not sloppy, and it's really a little bit of a taste when it's thrilling. Her writing was twisted like an earthworm, reminiscent of the hand that had no strength at all. Because, the handwriting on the note is very light, but it is also legible.

"Zhang Zhihao"

It's a very simple name, but that's the name of the dropout. My heart fluttered, and I hurriedly wrote on a note: "Do you know his phone number or home address?" "

By the time I handed it over, I had calmed down a lot. The lesbian table wrote and drew on the paper and handed me the note. It has an address and phone number written on it, which is the landline number. Think about it too. At that time, it was already a great thing to have a landline. I knew that the note would disappear when the rooster crowed, so I hurriedly saved the address and number on my mobile phone.

Subsequently. I read the novel in class, and the classroom was still the same as yesterday, quiet, and the ghost baby crawled out from time to time and looked at me curiously. I was actually the one I was most afraid of in the class, because this little guy was so aggressive.

After reading the novel for a while, I noticed that the table was shaking, and I looked curiously to the side, and then I froze. The lesbian table was trembling today, I looked at the other classmates and found that everyone was no longer calm, many ghost students were writing and drawing on the paper irritably, and a ghost student in front of me was looking around, his head was turned back, but his body was still in front of him.

I looked strange and scary, this ghost's body was as if there were no bones, normal people couldn't turn their heads around at all, but this student didn't stop, he turned his head three hundred and sixty degrees, his pale face had a hint of nervousness, as if he was waiting for something.

What are these ghosts waiting for?

Suddenly, I smelled a burnt smell that seemed to be coming from around the corner. I looked around the corner and was shocked to see that there was a fire!

At this time, the two doors of the classroom were closed at some point, and they were originally half-opened. I tried to run away, but I found that my body was frozen and I couldn't move!

"Woo!"

"Woohoo"

The lights began to dim, then went completely dark. There was fire in the classroom, and the students and teachers screamed, but they were all motionless, the teacher still standing on the podium and the students in their seats.

The flames had already burned to the student in the corner at this time, he was covered in flames, his face was already completely scorched, and then the flames spread to his head, and he could only let out a scream, although he struggled in his seat, but he just didn't run away.

I was terrified, why didn't everyone run away? Why are they all burned by flames here?

The flames devoured me like a beast, and I subconsciously looked at the lesbian table next to me, she was also panicked now, but she was still smiling on her face, making her look like she was not smiling. And the ghost mark (18) no longer made a fuss, but obediently crawled onto the face of the lesbian table, and then burrowed back into her body. The lesbian table was muttering to herself at this time, but I couldn't hear what she was saying at all, so I could only judge that she had been thinking about it all the time.

I'm going to be burned to death

The flame had already reached my side by this time, but I was stunned for a moment, because the flame was not hot at all, so to speak, it was not warm at all.

It slowly came to my desk, and my desk was already on fire, and it was burning to me. But the flames didn't hurt me in the slightest, I didn't feel hot at all, as if there wasn't a fire. And the lesbian table had been burned at this time, and she let out a burst of screams, which was frightening and regretful.

The flames burned her school uniform, her skin began to burn, and her waist-long hair burned to her head like a fuse. She lay on the table crying in pain, and for some reason, I actually put my hands on her shoulders with my brains, and immediately felt a piercing coldness.

I held the lesbian table in my arms, then unzipped my coat and used it to extinguish the flames on her. She cried out in my arms, and the screams made my scalp tingle. I extinguished the flames on her body, while the rest of the flames continued to burn towards the other students. The lesbian table trembled in my arms, and I gently patted her on the back and whispered, "It's okay, it's okay."

I'm not a saint, it's just that even if she's already a ghost, I can't see a girl hurt so horribly by my side.

At this moment, the lesbian table suddenly raised her head, her face was already burned, and her huge eyes were looking at me like this. I suddenly realized how much mistake I had made, Zhou Tianwen had warned me that I should never speak in the classroom, but I had forgotten it just now!

I looked at the lesbian table in horror as the ghost baby crawled out of her body, and then looked at me with a fierce expression. The ghost baby's face was already small, and under this fierce expression, his facial features seemed to be completely distorted together. The lesbian table grabbed my arm with her hand, and the cold sensation made my scalp tingle, and her skin began to return to normal, still extremely pale, so pale that I couldn't believe it.

"You are human"

She suddenly spoke, the voice was so soft that my heart was so frightened that my heart rose to my throat, and I really wanted to slap myself twice, and what to do with my mouth, and now I am recognized!

She still has that smiling expression to prevent her eyes from falling out. In the light of the fire, the ghost baby's face looked a little dark, and he crawled towards me with a hideous look. I wanted to run away, I wanted to scream, but the flames weren't over yet, and I couldn't move, as if there was a super glue stuck to me.

Suddenly, something surprising happened to me. The lesbian table grabbed the ghost baby with one hand and threw him directly to the ground. The ghost baby fell to the ground and screamed in pain, and the door of his head was smashed into a dent, and the oval head suddenly became a large concave, and his facial features became more compact.

He lay on the floor crying, and the lesbian table didn't care about him. She looked at me stunned, then suddenly whispered, "Thank you." "

Well? Privately looking for blood.

I was stunned, did she thank me for helping her put out the flames? Ghosts are also grateful?

I waved my hand, and naturally I didn't dare to speak anymore, lest I be recognized by the other students. The lesbian table kept looking at me like this for about ten minutes, and her eyes looked very oozing in the light of the fire, and then the flames disappeared, and the room was bright again, and everyone changed back to their original ways again.

The lesbian table turned her head, she read quietly, and the ghost baby didn't dare to trouble me anymore at this time, but lay on the lap of the lesbian table and looked at me curiously.

Suddenly I had a very bold idea in my mind, yes, a very bold idea

Now that the lesbian table doesn't seem to be going to hurt me, if I can get closer to her, will it help me a lot?

I took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to look at the ghost baby, and then I simply closed my eyes and touched the ghost baby's head.

"Woohoo"

The ghost baby let out a low roar, which seemed to be resistant, but not particularly fierce. My hands trembled a little, but I kept feeling my way forward.

Finally, I touched the ghost baby's head, which was a little slippery, sticky, and still cold. I opened my eyes and looked at the ghost baby, and found that it was still looking at me curiously, but with a look of enjoyment on its face.

I hurried to the lesbian table again, and she smiled at me, and then continued to read quietly. I breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that I have a little friendship with the lesbian table and this ghost baby, although it is not very deep, but it should help me a lot. When I start looking into this, this lesbian table might be able to help me in some way.

I didn't dare to ask the lesbian table on the note if they were burned to death by the fire in the first place, Zhou Tianwen told me that this group of guys was very angry. If I mention this kind of thing, I might anger the lesbian table and get into trouble.

So, I decided to put up with it. I continued to read the novel, and after an unknown amount of time, I heard the sound of a zipper opening next to me, and it seemed that it was time to breastfeed the ghost baby.

I still chose to ignore indecent behavior as I did yesterday, but today's voice seems to be more intense than yesterday, and after a few minutes, a soft scream suddenly came out from the lesbian table: "Woo"

I looked curiously to the side, and then froze. The ghost baby actually bit the chest of the lesbian table today and refused to let go, and the lesbian table did not struggle. Her wounds yesterday had healed, but today they had new scars.

Suddenly, the ghost baby bit so hard that he ripped off a small piece of flesh from the chest of the lesbian table, about the size of a fingernail. I watched in amazement as the ghost baby jumped on the table biting on the minced flesh and crawled towards me.

What does he want to do?

The ghost baby crawled up to my table, then gently placed the meat on the table, then crawled back again, and he lay on the table, waiting for the table to be fed. The lesbian table is still the same as yesterday, milking into the mouth of the ghost baby.

Does that mean I want to take this piece of minced meat?

The lesbian table turned her head at this time and smiled at me, and I stared at the bloody minced meat in front of the table in a daze

This is the flesh of ghosts? What's the use?