"It's not like you're making a movie... If it really is... What would that be doing?"

The teenager sitting in the last row of the classroom held his cheek with one hand and drew a ghost on his homework book. I didn't listen to a word of the teacher's lecture www.biquge.info Pen & Fun & Pavilion, and looked out the window blankly.

"Pan Yu, where are you looking?"

"Smack!", less than a quarter of the chalk head was left to smash firmly on Pan Yu's face, followed by a burst of laughter from the students in the front row of the classroom.

"I..." Pan Yu calmed down, wiped the chalk ash on his face, and he didn't know what to write on the blank page of his homework book.

"Come on, come on," after eight years of practice, Xiang Yu, who had the accuracy of a sniper on smashing chalk, walked to Pan Yu's seat, and snatched it away before Pan Yu held down the homework book: "Show the students, our great stream of consciousness painter Mr. Pan Yu, what kind of visual enjoyment has the time of two Chinese classes brought us?"

"Teacher, I..."

"Hahaha..."

There was another burst of hearty laughter, and after two dull Chinese classes in a row, the students had already regarded this incident as a burst of emotional venting. A few of his classmates, who usually like to go against him, twisted their bodies and stomped their feet - hoping to laugh a little more exaggeratedly.

"So Pan Yu has to stay after school and finish the content dragged down in class before school, let's continue. ”

"Pan Yu..."

When the bell rang for school, it was already dark outside, and Pan Yu's two good friends took advantage of the teacher's office to clean up, and sneakily twisted to Pan Yu, who was stuffy and making up for his homework.

"I'm sorry, I can't play with you today. ”

"It's okay, another day. ”

"That's right, but what happened to you in class lately, it feels like your soul has been sucked away. ”

"Is it a family thing?"

"It's nothing," Pan Yu grinned: "I haven't rested well, you won't wait for me, I don't know how long it will take." ”

"Then let's go first..."

"Whew..." Pan Yu pouted and blew his bangs, shook his head and continued to catch up with his homework.

"No—" But the boy had no way of concentrating, and the sight he had seen on the Bund last month would not have been haunted anyway—a man with a silver-white spear, a man in bright silver armor and a silver hammer in his hand smashing lightning on the ground, and a black ghost flying in the sky.

Since he was a child, he felt that he was different from others, and it may be an exaggeration to say that he was psychic, but he always felt that there were similar monsters or spirits beckoning. It was the teacher's arrangement to sit in the last row of window seats - because the teachers couldn't accept the middle of the class, he was babbling and yelling in the class like a hell.

Speaking of which, you can really see ghosts. When I stood up to read the text in English class, I suddenly saw a female ghost standing at the door of the classroom, soaked and white, with dark blue lines, staring at her eyes with dilated pupils......

There is one thing in common: they all seem to know that Pan Yu is nearby, but they can't find him. After going through the three stages of denial, escape, and madness, Pan Yu decided to take the initiative to get to know these monsters. But from the moment he made up his mind, the monsters disappeared again - until that day, he and his friends played in the Internet café until the early hours of the morning, and saw what looked like a blockbuster scene on the Bund.

encountered such a thing together, and when he encountered anything before, Pan Yu chose to tell his sister. Half-sister Pan Xiaomin has been Pan Yu's umbrella since she was a child: whether her father is drunk or bullied at school, Pan Yu will talk to her sister as soon as possible. Only when he saw the monster, although Pan Xiaomin unconditionally supported him, he still looked incredulous.

However, in the past year, my sister has been spending less and less time at home, so I have no time to talk to her. When his family was in turmoil, Pan Yu could only choose to take refuge in places like Internet cafes.

"Ahh

"Hurry up..."

Although it didn't matter when he got home, he didn't want to stay in the classroom all the time, so he buried his head - whether it was right or wrong, just finish it first.

"Drop. The sound of water droplets seemed to be dripping directly in Pan Yu's head, which was clearly a little unnatural. Pan Yu's body trembled twice - it wasn't because he was afraid, he felt that there was a sudden cold feeling coming from this classroom.

"No," Pan Yu was still deeply buried, but he had stopped writing - according to experience, there must have been something in the professor that could only be seen by him.

"Let's go... Let's go..."Pan Yu muttered silently - he didn't plan to have any intimate contact with the monster today, but why hasn't this coolness dissipated yet? He was about to raise his head to look, closing his left eye tightly, his right eye narrowing into a slit, and slowly raising his head at a turtle speed.

The thing was standing in the doorway of the classroom.

"Who?"

Pan Yu still chose to cover his eyes together and greeted politely. But there was no response other than the cold and the dampness around it.

There was no way, he opened his fingers, and slowly opened his eyes through them: he was damp, only a white dress, and even the female ghost dripping water on the ground was already standing silently in front of him.

Pan Yu's breathing stopped instantly, and his body tried to lean towards the wall, the female ghost in front of him seemed to have seen it before, or it was the same way of death: the skin had been blistered to white, the black and cyan blood vessels were clearly visible, the lips were dark blue, and the pupils were dilated. The worst thing is that she seems to have an unbearable cold and dampness, and Pan Yu feels that her face and fingers are frozen.

"You... Who the hell is it?"

The female ghost was still staring at herself without saying a word - Pan Yu was actually not sure if she was really staring at herself, because the whites of the female ghost's eyes were also swollen, her pupils were dilated, and she stood silently in front of her, silently exuding her unique "aura." ”

"Pan Yu?"

The man's voice came from the door of the classroom - is it Teacher Xiang! The savior is coming? No, this is a monster, Teacher Xiang is invincible in the world at best, if you really fight...

"I haven't been home yet. Teacher Xiang walked towards Pan Yu with a relaxed face, as if he didn't notice the existence of the female ghost at all, so he walked straight to the last row against the wall - Pan Yu's side.

"Teacher..."Pan Yu rubbed up like a spring, and grabbed Teacher Xiang's arm: "We... Let's go back. ”

"What's wrong?" Xiang patted Pan Yu on the shoulder: "Why is your face wrong?"

"No..." The female ghost turned her head to the teacher, as if she was about to act at any time, Pan Yu quickly pulled the teacher's sleeve again: "Let's go out for dinner, I invite you." ”

"It's useless to bribe a teacher. ”

"Teacher, let's go!" Pan Yu was about to shout - the female ghost gradually raised her head, and her dilated pupils actually converged together, turning black the size of a sesame seed.

"Why?"

"Because! there are monsters in this classroom!" Pan Yu shouted hysterically - he had no intention of convincing the teacher of all this - and even began to make up the plot that the teacher did not know the truth, was attacked by a female ghost, and finally both of them died tragically in the school.

"Don't be afraid. ”

But Pan Yu never expected the teacher to pat him on the shoulder and say these two words, and suddenly turned to the female ghost on the teacher's young and handsome side face, and the female ghost seemed stunned.

"Because, I'm a youkai too. ”