"What??, the academy is haunted?" Lynch looked incredulous as he heard the report from someone else.

"Yes," said the messenger, "it was seen by the school guard and several disciples. It was then reported to the school. ”

Lynch thought about it for a while, he practiced flying in the academy for the past two nights, and the whole academy flew everywhere, and he didn't see any ghosts.

"And why are you looking for me for such a trivial matter, any teacher in the school is in the Yuanying realm, they can't solve it?"

"Uh..."The messenger showed a hint of embarrassment on his face, "They also think it's a trivial matter, and they don't bother to care, saying that you have nothing to do all day, and they just came to you." ”

Lynch rolled his eyes, "Well, I'm a little interested in this ghost as well. Then go check it out. ”

Lynch found the three people in bedroom 112.

"Huh, it's the three of you?" Lynch found out that all three of them were from the Great Xuan Continent. Could it be that it is some kind of moth in the Void Secret Realm?

"Hello Dean Lin!" the three of them were sincerely afraid.

Lynch laughed and patted Huang Yunjia on the shoulder, "You kid asked you before you asked you for a strategy and you still didn't give it back, haha, it's not like this now." ”

"The students don't understand what the dean means. Huang Yunjia didn't know what Lynch was talking about.

"You'll find out later. Lynch had a treacherous look on his face.

Several disciples shuddered, remembering some strange rumors about the dean in private among the students, such as liking to eat human flesh...

"I'm coming to you tonight, and we're going to see what the hell that hell is. ”

......

"Let's go. ”

That night, the three people in Bedroom 112 got up and went outside the pavilion.

"The dean said he came to us, didn't we wait for him?"

"Why wait in the dormitory, isn't it the same when you wait outside?"

"Yes. ”

Several people waited for a long, long time.

"Brother Feifei, are we going to keep waiting?"

Liang Feifei thought about it for a while, and it seemed that the dean didn't know when he would come over, "Why don't we fight the landlord." ”

Fighting the landlord, of course, is also Lynch's way of entertainment, according to legend, a few months ago, the two faculty members because they were too bored to make a contradiction, almost fought, at this time Lynch floated in, saying that I am idle anyway, the three of us, just can fight the landlord, resolved the contradiction between the two sides, since then the landlord has swept the college, and then all the contradictions between the students, most of them are gathered together to use the landlord to solve.

Huang Yunjia took out a pair of pokers and looked around, but he was a little embarrassed, "But, how can the four of us fight the landlord?"

“......”

“......”

"Wait, wait, four people?"

The three of them felt a great horror hit their hearts, and a crisp scream welled up from their mouths.

"Wow,!" Lynch propped his forehead, "Are you insane?"

"Dean, when did you come?"

"I've been here for a long time. Seeing the three of you looking intently in that direction, thinking that that direction is the place where the legend is infested by ghosts, I will follow you to see it. ”

"We thought you were coming from over there, so we've been waiting for you. ”

"Oh, well, who said I had to come from there? I'm flying here tonight. ”

"The dean has great powers, and we miscalculated. Several people said busily.

"It's good to know. Lynch snorted coldly, turned around, and scolded the students behind who were rushing over in anger because they were screaming, "What are you doing? What are you going to do? Haven't you ever seen a landlord fight in the middle of the night?"

Seeing that it was Dean Lin, he immediately stopped and went back to sleep.

One of the clumsy and slow to react rushed to the front of the four and pointed at Lynch with his finger, "You..."

"What's wrong with me?" Lynch used his pretending technique, and a suppressed momentum rose.

Only then did the disciple notice that it was Lynch, "Dean, no, it's nothing, I just want to ask, do you fight the landlord, are you short of people?"

......

"What about the ghosts?"

I circled the academy a few times, but I didn't see any ghosts.

The three of them smiled awkwardly, "Normal, I almost didn't see it last time." ”

"Hmph. Lynch said, "I hope you're not lying." ”

However, ten days have passed, and every night Lynch has followed these people around the campus, and still no ghost has been seen.

"I think you're kidding me. Lynch looked at them speechlessly.

"Don't dare, dean, how dare we play with you!" The three of them hadn't slept much for the past ten days, and their spirits were on the verge of collapse at this time.

"Maybe it's the dean Shenwei, the ghost doesn't dare to appear!" The three looked at each other, thinking they had found an explanation.

However, Lynch doesn't think so, he knows how many catties he has, and he can barely compare to the human realm, that is, the roughly foundation-building realm, and he didn't run the big pretending technique in front of the ghost, how could the ghost scare away.

However, since this is already the case, what else can be done, Lynch hasn't practiced flying skills much in the past ten days, and he doesn't want to spend it like this anymore, "Okay, okay, you all go back, sleep in the future, don't care what the hell is ghostly, and I didn't come to provoke you." ”

"Yes. ”

Lynch returned to the dean's office, made a pot of tea slowly, and felt that if there was really any hidden danger in the academy, it would not be good, so he set off to the Bagua Sect and borrowed a magic weapon.

This magic weapon contains the art of divination, which can detect the target to be pursued in a certain area.

"Ah, the magic mirror, oh no, wand, wand, please tell me, where are the ghosts they are talking about?" Lynch came to the center of the academy at night, put the wand-shaped magic weapon on the ground, and recited the magic trick.

The staff spun around and pointed at Lynch.

"Behind me?" Lynch turned and flew some distance, put the staff forward, and recited the spell again, only to be pointed at him, and Lynch turned and flew again.

Finally, after a few back and forth, Lynch felt that something was not right, as if the staff was not pointing behind him, but at himself.

Lynch tried back and forth a few times, left and right, and found that it was really pointing at himself.

Then I thought about my practice of flying at night, and then I thought of the ghost that I followed them but disappeared.

Where would Lynch not understand, there is a fart ghost, the ghost they are talking about, is himself.

The egg hurts.