I didn't expect to be able to communicate with ghosts by passing notes, which I didn't expect. Suddenly, I remembered the pen fairy and the dish fairy of folklore, and thought that it was really this tithing cold, and those ghosts could not write anything?

Wait for about ten perfect seconds. The lesbian table handed me the note, and I was very panicked when I saw the words on it, and she wrote crookedly, saying that it was sloppy and not sloppy, and that it was really a hint of anger when she said that she was angry. Her writing was twisted like an earthworm, reminiscent of the hand that was writing without the slightest strength. Because, the handwriting on the note is light, but it is also legible.

"Zhang Zhihao ......"

A 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?" ”

Wait for it to be handed over. I was already calm and open, and the lesbian table was writing and drawing on the paper, and then handed the note to me. It has an address and phone number written on it, which is the landline number. Think about it, at that time, the extreme landline was already something that could not be turned on. I knew that the note would disappear when the rooster crowed, so I hurriedly saved the address and number on my mobile phone.

After that, I read novels in class. The classroom was still as quiet as yesterday, and the ghost baby crawled out from time to time and looked at me curiously. In fact, what I am most afraid of in the class is this ghost baby, because this little guy is too strong in tackling key problems.

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

I look strange and scary, this ghost's body is like no bones, normal people can't turn their heads around at all, and this student didn't stop, he turned his head to the three hundred and sixty gang, his pale face was extremely nervous, as if he was waiting for Shi Shi Wuxi.

What are these ghosts waiting for?

Suddenly, I smelled a burning 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 and !

And this time. The two doors of the classroom were closed at some point, and they were always half-open. I tried to run away, but I found that my body seemed to be frozen, and I just couldn't move!

"Uh......h Yes! ”

"Woo ......"

The burn began to dim, and then completely darkened. There was still fire in the classroom, and the students and butchers screamed, but they were all motionless, the butcher still standing on the podium, and the students were seated.

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

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

The flames devoured towards me like a beast, and I subconsciously looked at the lesbian table next to me, and she was also panicking now, but she was still smiling on her face, making it look like she was not smiling. And now the ghost baby is no longer making a fuss, but obediently crawls into the face of the table with the woman, and then burrows back into her body by itself. Where was the lesbian table muttering at this time, but I couldn't hear what she was talking about, and I could only tell that she had been thinking about it all the time. Clamp the bib.

I...... I'm going to be burned to death with ......

The flame had already arrived next to me at this time, but I was stunned for a moment, because the flame was not hot at all, and it could be said that it was not warm at all.

It slowly came to my table, and my table was already burning with, and likewise burning with me. But the flame didn't hurt me in the slightest, I didn't feel hot at all, as if it didn't burn. 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 away from her school uniform, her skin began to burn, and her waist-long hair burned like a fuse to her head. She lay on the table crying in pain, I don't know why, I actually hugged her shoulder with my hand, 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, and 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...... Nothing to do with ......."

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. I suddenly realized how much of a mistake I had made, Zhou Tianwen had warned me that I should never speak in the classroom, but I had forgotten just now!

I looked at the lesbian table in horror as the ghost baby in her body crawled out, and then looked at me with a fierce expression. The face of this ghost baby 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 recover to normal, still extremely pale, so pale that I couldn't believe it.

"You...... Be...... People ......"

She suddenly opened her mouth, the voice was soft, I was so frightened that my heart rose to my throat and eyes, at this time I really wanted to slap myself twice, and talk about what I was doing, and now I was recognized with!

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

Suddenly, something surprising happened to me. The lesbian table grabbed the ghost baby with one hand and threw him directly on the ground. The ghost baby fell to the ground, screaming in pain, and his head was smashed out with a dent, and the oval head was suddenly sunken and a large piece, 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?

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 other students. The lesbian table kept looking at me like this for about ten minutes, and her eyes looked open in the firelight, and then the flames disappeared, and the room was bright again, and everyone changed back to the same way again.

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

Suddenly I had a bold idea, yes, a very bold idea......

Now the lesbian table doesn't seem to be going to hurt me, if I can get closer to her, can 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.

"Uh......h Roar ......"

The ghost baby roared and seemed to be extremely resistant, but not particularly fierce. My hands trembled, but I continued to touch forward.

Finally, I touched the head of the ghost baby, which was extremely slippery, sticky, and still cold and piercing. 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 pleasure 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 between me and the lesbian table and this ghost baby, there is a little friendship, although it is not deep, but it should help me open more. When I start looking into this, this lesbian table might be able to help me with something.

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 the resentment of this group of guys was wide. 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 I don't know how long it was, but there was a sound of the zipper opening next to me, and it seemed that it was time to breastfeed the ghost baby.

I'm still the same as yesterday, I choose not to look at indecent things, but today's voice seems to be more intense than yesterday, and after a full minute, the lesbian table suddenly let out a soft scream: "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 very much. Her wounds yesterday were healed, but today they have new scars.

Suddenly, the ghost baby bit hard, and actually ripped off a small piece of meat 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 then 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, 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.

What does this mean - you want me to take this piece of minced meat?

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

Is this the flesh of a ghost? What is the use? R832