I didn't expect to be able to communicate with ghosts by passing notes, which I didn't expect. Suddenly, I remembered the folk legend of the pen fairy and the dish fairy, think about it is really such a person, those ghosts don't think they can write?

I waited for about ten seconds. The lesbian table handed me the note, I saw the words on it and felt a little panicked, she wrote crookedly, said scribbled and not sloppy, said that horror really has such a human silk taste. Her handwriting is twisted like an earthworm man, reminiscent of a handwriting hand with a little bit of strength. Because, the handwriting on the note is very light, but it is clear to people.

"Zhang Zhihao ......"

It's a simple name, but that's the name of the student who dropped out. My heart was moved, and I hurriedly wrote on a note: "Do you know his phone number and the home address of the bearer?" ”

Wait for it to be handed over. I was already much calmer, and the lesbian table wrote and drew on the paper, and then handed me the note. It has a person's address and phone number written on it, which is a landline number. Come to think of it, it was already a great thing to have a landline back then. I knew that the note would disappear when the rooster crowed, so I hurriedly saved the address and number on my mobile phone.

After the battle, I read the novel in class. 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, I noticed that the table was shaking, and I looked to the side curiously, and I was stunned after a while. The lesbian table was trembling today. I looked at the other classmates and saw that everyone was no longer calm, many ghost students were writing and drawing on the paper in annoyance, and the 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 like a skeletonless person, 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 was nervous, as if he was waiting for something.

What are these ghosts waiting for?

Suddenly, I smelled burnt people, which seemed to come from around the corner. I looked around the corner and was shocked to see that there was a fire!

And this time. I don't know when the two doors of the classroom were cold, and it was originally obedient to choose to open the desk. I tried to run away, but I found that my body was frozen for a long time, and I just couldn't move!

"Uh......h Yes! ”

"Woo ......"

The lights began to dim, and then completely dimmed. There was fire in the classroom, and the student and the teacher screamed, but he thought that everyone was moving, and the teacher was still standing on the podium, while the student was sitting in his seat.

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 is everyone here burned by the flames?

The flames were devouring towards me like a beastman, and I subconsciously looked at the lesbian table next to me, she was now panicked, but she was still smiling on her face, making her look like she was smiling but not smiling. And the ghost baby is no longer making a fuss now, but obediently crawls into the face of the lesbian table, and then burrows 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, and I could only judge that she was just thinking about it.

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

The flame had already reached me at this time, but I was stunned, because the flame was not hot at all, so to speak, there was no temperature at all.

It slowly came to my desk, and my desk was already burning, and it burned to me. But the flame didn't hurt me in the slightest, and I didn't think people were burning at all, as if there was no fire burning people. 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 scorch, and her waist-long hair burned towards her head like a fuse. She lay on the table crying in pain, and for some reason, I actually put my hand on her shoulder, and immediately felt the biting coldness of the human body.

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 shivered in my arms, and I gently patted her on the back and whispered, "It's okay...... It's all right......"

I'm not a saint, but even if she's already a ghost, I can't see a girl being hurt in such a horrible way around me.

In an instant, 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 just remembered it!

I looked at the lesbian table in horror, and the ghost baby in her body crawled out, and the person behind me looked at me with a fierce face. The face of this ghost baby was already small, and under this fierce expression, his facial features seemed to be completely distorted. 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...... Be...... People ......"

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 hadn't settled yet, and I couldn't move, as if there was a force gluing to me.

Suddenly, something surprising happened to me. The lesbian table grabbed the ghost baby with their hands 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 out of a dent, and the oval head was concave into a large chunk, and his facial features became more compact.

He lay on the ground crying, and the lesbian table ignored him. She looked at me stunned, and then suddenly whispered, "Thank you." ”

Well?

I was stunned, did she thank me for putting out the flames for her? Will the ghost be grateful?

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

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 someone in my heart had a very bold idea, yes, this very bold idea......

Now the lesbian table seems to be unscrupulous to me, if I can get close to her and cool down, will it bring me a lot of help?

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

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

The ghost baby let out a low roar, which seemed to be a little resistant, but not particularly fierce. My hands trembled, but I kept touching 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 pleasure on its face.

I hurriedly looked at the lesbian table again, and she smiled at me slightly, and still read quietly after the while. 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 may be able to do me something.

I didn't dare to ask the lesbian table on the note if he was 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 things up with the rest of the world. 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'm still the same as yesterday, I chose not to look at indecent things, but today's voice seems to be more intense than yesterday, and after a few minutes, the lesbian table suddenly let out a humane 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. Her wounds yesterday had healed, but today they had new scars.

Suddenly, the ghost baby was so brutally bitten that he ripped off a small piece of ear from the chest of the lesbian table, about the size of a man's fingernail. I watched in amazement as the ghost baby jumped on the table with a broken ear, and crawled towards me from behind.

What does he want to do? Clamp length double carry.

The ghost baby crawled up to my desk, and after a while, gently placed the ears of the lesbian table on the table, and then crawled back, and then he lay on the table, waiting for the lesbian table to feed. 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 broken ear?

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

This is the ear of a ghost? What's the use? R832