The miasma inside the school building is a little thicker than what you see from the outside, and you can even smell the smell of rotting corpses. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIf they are ordinary people, this miasma alone can suffocate them instantly, if after a while, when this resentful spirit is stronger, maybe with Chen Yan's cultivation, even this miasma can't be resisted.

I looked at the strong miasma in front of me and frowned, this time I must be ten thousand energetic.

"Let's go to that classroom!" I walked up the stairs and said.

No one answered, and I looked back at them. Where are they still in the empty hall. Even the little fox and the fire spirit are gone.

"Not good!" Feeling bad, I quickly ran towards the classroom on the third floor. I didn't expect this resentful spirit to be more powerful than I imagined, and it was also very smart, knowing that the three of us were not good at stubble, and wanted to break them one by one, but after such a while, we were blinded by ghosts. But I'm not a vegetarian either, and with this bow even I can fight with confidence.

Standing in front of Gate 301, I looked at the somewhat dilapidated gate, and the miasma oozing from the crack was even stronger than before, and even with the Enlightenment Charm, I could barely see the most basic things.

I was worried about the little fox in my heart, so I didn't think much about it and kicked the door open.

There were no ghosts inside the door that I thought they were, and there was no more of the thick miasma that had been before. It was a peaceful scene.

A group of students were listening intently to the professor on the podium, the professor wore a pair of glasses, silver-white hair, and was very kind, but he looked a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while.

Looking at the students sitting on the ground, men and women wearing different clothes, this serious look every teacher would be happy to see, but the more I looked, the more I felt that something was wrong.

I looked at them and thought about it, and finally understood. These students are so serious that none of them are even sleeping or playing with their phones. This is almost impossible to happen in college. Because in every class in college, no matter how good and vivid the teacher is, there will always be a few students who don't listen.

"That student, forget it this time, don't be late next time! Get on board! The professor on the podium looked up at me and said kindly.

"Oh! Sorry teacher! I heard, and walked towards the vacated spot as if enchanted.

"Yes, students! Let's move on to class! The professor smiled at me.

I looked at the professor on the podium and listened slowly and intently to his speech. At this moment, I seemed to have forgotten the purpose of my visit, I only felt that it was peaceful, and I even wanted to listen to the knowledge that the professor conveyed to us all the time.

"Huh! It hurts! I looked at my right hand, a bow as white as jade and glowing faintly. It was the inexplicable light that stung my hand.

I woke up suddenly! The scene in front of him remained the same, and the professor was still giving a speech with his eyebrows fluttering. I focused and shook my head so as not to be hypnotized again.

I looked at the classmates around me, still with that expression, still with that posture.

"Huh? Chen Yan? Han Long? What's wrong with you guys? Wake up! Little foxes, what about them! Where are they? I ran up to them, shook their bodies and yelled!

But no matter how much I shake it, they are indifferent.

"Hey! This classmate! What's wrong with you, get back to your seat and have a good class! The professor still had the same kind expression, and walked up to me and said softly.

I didn't bother! Still shaking them, I was so anxious that I even slapped them a few times, but the result was the same, they didn't feel anything!

"Huh? Why did you suddenly hit someone, this classmate! It's not right to hit someone, go back to class! ”

The professor stopped.

I heard, angrily casting a spell on the professor! This professor must have done all this.

Sticky blood sprayed on my face, and the professor fell backwards with a painful expression, a bright red liquid oozing out of the bloody hole in his chest.

"Ahh Kill! Screams exploded, and all the students ran towards the door in a panic, and the entire harmonious classroom suddenly became the scene of the disaster.

No way, I'm supposed to fight the Wraith, how can this be! Although I don't want to believe it, looking at the masterpiece on the professor's chest, it is clear that only a person can have bright red blood.

If it is a resentful spirit, although it will also have human-like blood, there will be a faint miasma in the blood, and even if ordinary people can't see it, they can be seen at a glance as a cultivator.

I walked over to the corpse and carefully examined the professor's wounds, trying to confirm my suspicions and find a black miasma, even if it was just a little bit.

The result is still the same, and nothing is found. Did I kill someone? I sat on the ground in a trance, looking helplessly at the professor's corpse.

Suddenly, the professor opened his eyes, smiled weirdly, moved his head, and quickly stretched his neck to an eerie length and bit my neck. I was startled, and casually picked up the bow in my hand and blocked it in front of me.

"Ah......h There is also a trace of the same black smoke left on the Yuxi bow, this is a god-level magic weapon, and it is strange if the resentful spirit is not injured when it encounters it.

I smiled confidently, "Rub." Keep calling! Isn't it a fraud? While scolding viciously, he took the Yuxi bow and smashed it at the professor.

Every time it was smashed, a faint black smoke appeared where the professor's body was smashed. I started to get harder and harder, and the professor's screams were unaware.

What's so cool! Suddenly, the professor's body turned into a puff of black smoke, and I couldn't help but cough a few times when I smelled the smell of blood and decay in the smoke.

Smoothing my chest, I looked left and right, looking for the professor's position.

The space visible to the naked eye slowly distorted, and everything changed. I had seen the brand new chairs become rotten, and the smell of rot was everywhere. Blood stains and yellowed books can be seen everywhere.

On the chairs, dozens of dried corpses sat there neatly, looking at the color of the clothes on the dried corpses, it was the group of students who were listening carefully to the lecture before. The difference is that the former is a young boy and girl with vitality and youth, but what he sees at this time is indeed a withered and ugly corpse whose blood has been squeezed dry.

It's not good, Chen Yan and Han Long will be fine! A feeling of horror hit me, and I hurried towards where they had been.

"It's fine! They didn't become the same as these students. I breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Chen Yan and Han Long in front of me.

Their eyes were closed at this time, and their movements were the same as those dried corpses! Just from the frowning brows they could tell, they were struggling with something!

It seems that they, like me, have fallen into the illusion created by the spirits.