The eight people present except Chu Qi suddenly all looked towards Chu Qi.

Chu Qi was a little embarrassed by them, "What are you looking at?"

The eyes of the eight people were fixed on the table in front of Chu Qi - four empty plates.

Just now, while everyone was chatting, Chu Qi ate the chicken leg rice bowl that the three Taoist priests pushed aside.

"Hehe, it turned out to be a mixed meal. Xuan Jingsun laughed.

Xuan Zhen and Xuan Xi also showed contempt and couldn't help laughing.

Song Kuo's face was a little ugly - after all, it was his old classmate, and he seriously thought that this old classmate had lost face as the general manager of the ghost hunting company.

Yang Boming's head was full of black lines.

Yin Sisi's face was slightly red, and he couldn't help but have some doubts about this Boss Chu in his heart.

Only the two Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain thought in their hearts that the master was worthy of being a master, and his actions were always unusual.

Chu Qi was a little embarrassed, pointing to the empty plate, "If you don't eat it, I will eat it, so as not to waste food." ”

Ever since he came to the cafeteria of his alma mater, the remnants of the original owner of his body in the depths of his brain have been throbbing.

This luxurious chicken thigh rice was the favorite of the original owner of the body, but unfortunately he couldn't afford it at the time.

The three Maoshan Taoist priests glanced at Chu Qi with contempt. Xuan Zhen said: "It's not early, Xiao Yang, you take us to the school first to get familiar with the venue." ”

Walking out of the cafeteria, Yin Sisi said goodbye first, went back to self-study in the evening, and agreed to gather in the garden after class.

The remaining eight people didn't go far away-

"Chuqi?"

A thick middle-aged male voice came, and Chu Qi turned his head to see that it was his high school homeroom teacher, Sun Shouzhi.

Sun Shouzhi wore high-count glasses and a book under his armpit, which had the temperament of an old pedant.

"Why are you here?" Chu Qi and Song Kuo?" Sun Shouzhi walked over.

"What else can I do, this master has come to hunt ghosts!" Xuan Jing said in a strange manner.

Only then did Sun Shouzhi notice that these five strangely dressed Taoist priests were with Chu Qi.

"Ghost hunting?" Sun Shouzhi frowned.

He knew that Song Kuo had opened a ghost hunting company, but in Sun Shouzhi's opinion, these eight achievements were a deceitful leather bag company.

But Chu Qi - when will anyone who writes online novels come to catch ghosts?

That's a bit of a career span, isn't it?

"Teacher Sun. Yang Boming stepped forward, "We can't go on like this, this matter must be concluded, otherwise the students will not be able to take the college entrance examination!"

Sun Shouzhi hesitated, the supernatural incident has been spreading more and more fiercely in the school recently, of course he has heard of it. However, the university has been pressing down on the matter to stop it from spreading.

"Chu Qi, don't make a mess. Sun Shouzhi emphasized, he only remembered that his student had a beautiful daughter-in-law, who seemed to ...... It also has abilities.

But he never believed that Chu Qi really had the ability to subdue demons and subdue demons.

Sun Shouzhi left, he couldn't care about it-

What Yang Boming wants to do, the principal can't control, let alone an ordinary teacher.

Yang Boming took a few people around the campus at the high incidence of supernatural events.

The school's garden, the path from the teaching building to the dormitory, the toilet next to the playground, and the bloody handprints in the toilet in the dormitory......

"They don't care about you?"

Coming out of the dormitory building, Chu Qi was a little surprised, Yang Boming took seven people from outside the school to shuttle through the dormitory building at will, and the dormitory manager didn't even ask.

"The principal of the thirteenth middle school is my second uncle. Yang Boming didn't look very liking Chuqi, his tone was a little bored, he was not in the mood to chat now.

Several people came to the garden of the 13th Middle School and found a bench to sit down.

It was almost nine o'clock, and the students were studying on their own in the evening, and the whole campus was very quiet.

"Let's wait here for a while!" Yang Boming said.

Half an hour later, students came out of the teaching building one after another and walked towards the dormitory building.

After all the students left, members of the campus guard team arrived.

The seven or eight students were holding baseball bats, tennis rackets, and bench legs, and they looked very brave.

"Did my guy bring it?" Yang Boming said in a deep voice.

"Here's it, Boss!" said a student, pulling out a long strip wrapped in a white cloth from behind him.

Yang Boming took it, and the long strip stretched, revealing the inside-

Three-foot broadsword!

Yang Boming was already strong, carrying this big knife, brave and vigorous.

Chu Qi couldn't help laughing, he had already seen that this knife was not cut at all, that is, these students were holding it to scare people.

At this time, Yin Sisi had also arrived, standing behind Yang Boming, his eyes were full of little stars.

A few people continued to wait in the garden, and soon the students had returned to the dormitory after fetching water and activities, and the campus was quiet.

It's late May, and in the summer woods there are cicadas and insects, and the small lake not far away is sparkling, and the moon is reflected on the water.

Nothing is out of the ordinary.

Several people were impatient to wait, and the three Maoshan Taoist priests looked at Yang Boming with some suspicion, thinking that they wouldn't be given by this guy.

"Wait, wait!" Yang Boming was also very anxious and worried.

Eleven.

In vain, the situation changed.

The cloudless sky was pitch black, and the clouds covered the sky, and I couldn't see my fingers.

The yin wind howled, the trees in the garden were blown loudly, it seemed that it was not summer but winter, and it was still a warm breeze just now, but it was cold to the bones when it blew on the body at this time.

The chirping of cicadas and insects all ceased, and low sobs could be heard from among the trees.

The wind was very strong, but the small lake not far away did not have a trace of fluctuation, and it was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water. You could see fish swimming in the water just now, but the lake was pitch black and you couldn't see anything.

Chu Qi gasped: "You told me that this is a supernatural? This is already a fantasy, right?"

Yang Boming glanced at him resentfully, before he changed, Yang Boming must have been very impatient, but at this time, he only had fear in his heart, and he couldn't care about anything else.

The three Maoshan Taoist priests also looked at each other, even if they were powerful ghosts, they had seen a lot of them - it was the first time that they had such a huge momentum.

"Where is the demon, quickly appear!"

Xuan Jing drew a few runes in the air with the peachwood sword, and Chu Qi noticed that there was true qi condensing at the tip of the peachwood sword.

This person probably has the cultivation of refining and refining qi, and with the evaluation system of the starry sky system, it is probably G-level.

This is already much stronger than the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain - the two Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain have not even condensed their true qi at all, and it can be said that they have no cultivation.

The ancient runes drawn by Xuan Jing caught the wind and disappeared into darkness, but nothing changed in the garden.

It was pitch black, the wind howled, and low sobs were heard in the woods.

Xuan Jing gritted his teeth, obviously a little angry.

"Go over there and have a look!" Hyun Jin said in a deep voice.

Several people searched the woods several times, but found nothing unusual. The sobbing sound surrounded several people, and it lasted for a long time, but its source could not be found at all.