Lu Fan is still skeptical about this letter from the former anchor, you don't have relevant documents, you don't have acquaintances to introduce you, you just talk about it, you say you're your ex?

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"We need to investigate this symbol first. ”

Lu Fan put the letter away first, he would not try it easily for unknown things that he didn't know anything about.

"The letter also has to be investigated. ”

Because of this so-called former anchor, his message is to burn this stationery and draw symbols with ashes, which shows that stationery is not ordinary paper, so in addition to the survey symbol, stationery is also to be investigated.

Lu Fan took the letter paper in his hand and looked at it over and over again, this was ordinary paper, and he couldn't see what was going on at all.

"Is this just ordinary paper?"

Lu Fan was suspicious in his heart.

If it was a demon item, he would hold it in his hand, and the demon live broadcast room should have made a prompt, but now the demon live broadcast room didn't say anything.

"No, this sender seems to have some skills, and it is possible that he has the means to conceal the discovery of the live broadcast room. ”

Lu Fan wasn't sure, this must not be a demonic item, and the ashes of ordinary paper could be used to draw talismans?

"Forget it, look at this symbol again. ”

The letter paper couldn't figure out anything for the time being, so he sat down at the computer and searched the Internet for the symbol.

Naturally, there are no results.

Lu Fan didn't dare to use the demon live broadcast room to inquire, in case the former anchor was true and what he said was also true, he used the power of the live broadcast room to check, didn't he startle the snake?

"I think this symbol is very similar to Western magic symbols, why don't you find someone who understands magic?"

Lu Fan thought of magic.

Before, he must have scoffed at magic and witchcraft, but now, he believes in everything.

When he asked the killer to destroy the mad wolf club, Lu Fan once exchanged a website that could query the dark forces of all countries in the world, and he immediately logged in, but to his disappointment, there was no query result.

He tried to find keywords such as "ghost", "supernatural", "demonic item", "demonic event", "vampire", "supernatural", etc., but to no avail.

"It seems that this website can only be found by ordinary people, and when it comes to supernatural things, it can't be found. ”

Lu Fan opened the inventory of the Demon Mall again, wanting to exchange for an item that could find supernatural powers.

However, he searched through the inventory and couldn't find an item that could locate the tracking magic.

"I finally encountered something that I couldn't do in the live broadcast room. ”

Lu Fan was not only not depressed, but he also thought it was quite interesting, God knows what kind of mentality this is.

"It seems that I am on my own. ”

・・・・・・

Far away in America, in a classroom.

Samuel Beckett, dressed in a brown nylon coat, sat at the lectern, his voice more lazy, not at all like a teacher.

But this did not affect the students' affection for him, Dr. Samuel was knowledgeable, humorous, never conventional, and even more rare was that star-like face, which was so attractive.

"God, I really didn't expect a perfect man like Dr. Samuel to come and teach at such an unknown school, but I've heard that those Ivy League schools are paying amazing prices for Dr. Samuel. ”

"It's ridiculous that you have only seen the most insignificant amount of gold in so many fascinating places on the Doctor!"

"No, I'm just saying, in fact, what I admire most about the doctor is his composure, no matter what happens, his deep eyes have not changed. ”

"Yes, the last school shooting, the black boy who should go to hell blocked the door of the classroom with a gun, I was so scared that I fainted, but the doctor easily snatched the gun down, at that moment, I seemed to see Bruce Lee from the East!"

"Not even a gun can make the doctor change color, what else can scare him?"

"I've decided, I'm going to pretend to be a ghost today and scare the doctor, no matter how bold he is, he should be afraid of ghosts, right?"

Bang!

A strange noise suddenly sounded in the classroom.

The voice rang out at the front of the classroom, under the podium!

The whole class was attracted by the strange noise, and they all looked at it, but Samuel Beckett, who was the closest, continued to talk lazily as if he hadn't heard it at all.

Bang! Bang!

The strange sound continued to be heard, and the ground began to shake, as if someone was knocking on the ground underground.

"Students, although I had a good time chatting with you, and I would like to talk for another day, it is clear that our class is going to be interrupted. ”

Samuel Beckett jumped off the lectern and walked over to the podium.

Bang! Bang!

The knocking sound is getting louder and louder, and the ground is shaking more and more violently.

"What's going on? what's underground?"

"Could it be that our classroom happens to be built on a vampire's coffin, and the vampire is awake?"

"It's daytime, where are the vampires?"

"It knocks on the ground from the ground, what is there that lives underground?"

“・・・・・・”

All the students were looking at the front of the classroom, whispering.

"Hey, man!" said Samuel Beckett, standing at the crack, to the ground, "I understand your eagerness to attend my lectures, and even I myself am so attracted by my wonderful speech that I would like to record my lecture with a tape recorder and take it back to listen, but if you are in a hurry, you will scare our students when you come out of the ground." ”

Bang! Bang!

The "man" in the underground did not answer, and continued to knock.

"Okay, okay, since you have to come out, then I'll help you, I can't control my generosity, count you lucky. ”

Samuel Beckett grabbed a chair and held it up.

Click!

Before the chair could fall, the ground had cracked completely, and a bony claw stretched out.

"Ahh

"That's it, bones!"

"It's the dead who are knocking, and the dead are resurrected!"

“・・・・・・”

The appearance of the white bone hand claw caused a commotion.

"Students, all go to the back of the classroom, and I can do the welcome work of this new 'classmate' alone. ”

Samuel Beckett's face was unchanged.

The white bone claws grabbed the ground, and then, a white skeleton crawled out of half of its body.

"Dude, I don't know how long you've slept underneath, but I still remind you, it's a civilized society now, please put on some clothes and come up again, I only give lessons to gentlemen. ”

The skeleton tried to climb up, but it obviously had no strength, and after two struggles, it could only be half on the ground and half in the dirt.

"I, I feel 'him', 'he' is not dead, 'he' is in the east of the ・・・・・・, definitely, must be ・・・・・・"