It was in this reincarnation gap when Fu Qinghai returned to the Warhammer 40K universe.

At the same time, Zhang Yuning also came to a place she wanted to go.

……

Gwangju, South Korea, a rural high school.

In the classroom, a middle-aged male teacher with glasses led a tall black-haired girl in a school uniform into the classroom between classes and stood on the podium.

"Ahem."

The middle-aged male teacher coughed lightly, and the noisy classroom fell a little quiet.

"Ladies and gentlemen, be quiet. Today, we welcomed a new student in the sixth class of our senior high school, Zhang Ning, who transferred from Seoul, and asked us to welcome her. ”

"Pap, papa......"

There was sparse applause from below the podium.

"Oh, it's so pretty."

A boy's eyes lit up.

"Wow, her legs, so white and straight... Long and thin...... Xiba is enough, I can't stand it anymore. ”

A lewd fat man with a big pie face and squinting eyes, staring closely at Zhang Yuning's legs under her pleated skirt, her calves wrapped in black stockings, the so-called "absolute realm" of the dead house......

"Cut ......"

A girl rolled her eyes heavily.

"Ahh

A mean-looking girl pursed her lower lip with a look of disdain on her face, very unhappy that all the boys in her class were attracted to this transfer student.

"Everyone, Zhang Ning is still a Chinese, everyone must help her more in their daily studies and life."

The middle-aged male teacher said with a smile.

"Ah, I've been studying in Gwangju for so many years, and it's the first time I've seen a Chinese person!"

One of the boys was even more curious.

"You don't want to think about the countryside in Gwangju, go to Busan and Incheon, there are so many Chinese people."

A classmate next to him whispered.

"Ha, I thought it was a young lady from Seoul, and she was a dumpling from China for a long time......"

Several girls got together and whispered, as if they were plotting some bad idea, and everyone was a little inexplicably unhappy about this new beautiful transfer student.

Zhang Yuning stood on the podium, with a cold face, expressionless face, and was very speechless in her heart.

She thought to herself: I'm twenty-five years old, and I will be assigned the identity of a high school student, and the world of reincarnation really has you......

At the same time, this school uniform also made her feel very uncomfortable, this is not her usual dressing style, the Korean wave style of shirt and small tie + commuter suit + pleated skirt makes Zhang Yuning feel like an idol trainee participating in a talent show.

It's stupid.

However, the East Asian race is originally young, even Shen Teng and Ma Li can play high school students, Zhang Yuning is a young and beautiful beauty, and she naturally looks like a school uniform.

……

An incomprehensible history lesson is over.

Zhang Yuning sat on the seat, just closed the book, and a boy with the same thick bangs as Du Minjun walked over from the side, propped up on her table with one hand, raised his hand to tease the bangs, and deliberately accosted him with a bubble sound:

"Anihasse, from ......"

"Get out!"

Before the boy's words were finished, a cold drink came out of Zhang Yuning's mouth, without raising his head, and his indifferent momentum frightened this white "Xiao Du Minjun" and hurriedly retreated.

"Hehe, I didn't see it, it's quite pretending......"

Not far from her, the three girls gathered together, and when they saw that the handsome alternate class grass was not successful, they couldn't help but pout again, and then covered their mouths to discuss.

……

Recess.

Zhang Yuning catches water in front of the water dispenser.

Halfway through it, a ballpoint pen reached over and jammed the tap of the water dispenser, and the water stopped falling.

Zhang Yuning looked sideways, a girl with a double ponytail and high cheekbones and squinting eyes stood next to her with a contemptuous and provocative face, holding a ballpoint pen in her hand, raising her chin and saying:

"Hey, Jajangmyeon, I heard you're from Seoul? What are your parents doing over there? It's not going to be a ...... sale."

"Smack!"

All the hot water in Zhang Yuning's cup splashed on the girl's face, and the other party took two steps back and screamed:

"Ahh

Zhang Yuning doesn't understand South Korean culture, and she doesn't know why the other party calls herself "fried noodles", but it won't be a good word to think about, so she can be described as "fast and ruthless".

Play this with me?

Without waiting for the other party to react, Zhang Yuning grabbed her collar and pulled her to the corridor outside the classroom, the other party struggled desperately to get rid of it, Zhang Yuning picked up the textbook and threw it backhand, "pop" A crisp sound, the girl was stunned.

Zhang Yuning pressed the girl on the guardrail by the corridor, her head facing the ground outside the fourth floor, and the girl looked at the playground and trees below with wide eyes, frightened and motionless.

Zhang Yuning asked coldly:

"Do you dare?"

The girl shook her head desperately:

"Don't dare, don't dare, I'm sorry, I was wrong......"

Zhang Yuning dragged the other party's hair, pushed her out hard, moved her outward, and said indifferently:

"I didn't hear you."

"Yes, I'm sorry, please leave me alone......"

The girl cried completely and shouted loudly, her snot dripping down with tears.

……

A transfer student from Huaxia became famous in the high school.

It's beautiful, and it's very hard to mess with.

A few girls in the class saw that it didn't seem to be good, and after discussing it again, they decided to come with something soft.

One day, two girls came to Zhang Yuning's table, pretending to be arrogant, but in fact they said inwardly:

"Hey, Huaxia, I heard that you are very bold."

"That is, I dared to bully my classmates on the first day of transfer."

This time, I don't dare to shout "fried noodles" again.

Zhang Yuning raised her eyes slightly:

"If you have something to say, let it go."

"Ah Xi, since you are so bold, don't leave after school on Friday, and play a pen fairy with us, do you dare?"

It's coming, it's finally here.

Zhang Yuning smiled.

I thought that the old lady had endured the useless ability all the time, and finally waited for this moment.

"Okay, I'm happy to accompany you."

Zhang Yuning said with a chuckle.

"Well, at half past eleven on Friday night, we will gather at the west gate of the school, we will come in over the wall, don't dare to come, when the time comes...... Whoever doesn't come is a puppy! ”

The girl let out a cruel word and left with her companion.

Zhang Yuning leaned back in her chair and smiled slightly.

……

It's time to make the appointment.

It's getting dark.

The two girls stepped on the dead branches and leaves to the west gate of the school, which had been closed for a long time, and looked around.

"Hey, she's not going to be scared away."

"Let us pigeons, timid sauce dog."

The two of them came to the rusted iron door.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

A cold voice came from the side, startling the second girl.

Turning her head to look, Zhang Yuning slowly walked out of the gloomy bushes.

"Oh, you're here, that's good."

A girl breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"Let's go, follow me over the wall and go in."

……

The familiar classroom was empty, except for a cold incandescent lamp hanging over the heads of the three men.

A desk, three people sit around.

"It is said that 30 years ago, a girl named 'In-sook' died in this school, and was set on fire with a plastic bag on her head, and the desk she used back then was this No. 29 desk."

A girl said in a low voice.

"That's where you're sitting right now."

Another girl pointed to where Zhang Yuning was sitting, and on the side of the desk surrounded by the three of them, there happened to be a crooked mottled red paint mark - 29.

The two kept telling supernatural stories and legends that almost every campus would have, rendering a terrifying atmosphere and trying to scare Zhang Yuning.

Zhang Yuning looked impatient:

"Are you done, can you get started?"

"Humph!"

The two girls glanced at each other, took out a piece of white paper and a carbon pen from their schoolbags, the white paper was spread on the table, one girl was a witness, and the other girl and Zhang Yuning's fingers were intertwined, and they held the carbon pen together.

The girl who was watching said to Zhang Yuning:

"First of all, I have to remind you that there are a few rules."

"First, in the process of calling the pen fairy, you must not open your eyes. Second, after the pen fairy is invited, you can ask the pen fairy any questions, but don't ask her how she died. ”

The other girl nodded and said:

"Yes, I know you're bold, but don't hurt us both."

Zhang Yuning urged impatiently:

"Okay, okay, got it, let's get started."

The "pen fairy" ritual was originally a modern simplified version of one of the ancient Chinese witchcraft - "Fu Ping", which is more popular in the campus areas of East Asia, and the methods and rules are similar.

The girl glanced up at the wall clock.

"It's eleven fifty-nine, let's start."

After saying that, the three of them closed their eyes together.

In unison, he said:

"Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, you are my past life, I am your present life, if you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw circles on the paper."

The two people holding the pen do not use their elbows or wrists as support, keep the carbon pen in the air, the tip of the pen is perpendicular to any point on the paper, pull each other hard, and the black ink slowly draws circles......

"Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, you are my ...... in my past life"

The three girls continued to read it until they ......

"Click, click, click......"

The three of them seemed to hear at the same time, a faint sound of footsteps, from far and near, in the corridor outside the classroom door.

The two girls felt a pang in their hearts.

Was it discovered by the security guards?

"Crunch ......"

At this moment, the classroom door was gently pushed open.

The three of them closed their eyes, not knowing what was happening in the classroom, but Zhang Yuning could clearly feel that the girl who intersected her fingers suddenly began to tremble slightly, and the cold sweat in her palms soaked the pen in her hand.

The classroom door opened.

But no one spoke.

Not a security guard, not a principal.

Who could that be?

Don't...... Is the pen fairy really here?

The three of them had a faint guess in their hearts.

"Click." The lights go out.

The sound of footsteps, the sound of the door opening, all this, with an inexplicable wind, quietly rolled up in the classroom, the girl's trembling became more and more intense, she could barely hold the carbon pen in her hand, the voice in her mouth was intermittent, and her teeth were chattering.

"Pen fairy, pen ...... Belch. ”

A cold breath spitted through her neck.

If a psychic medium is here at this moment, you will see a strange female ghost with a pale face, lying quietly behind a girl.

The girl didn't dare to speak at all, her rapid breathing carried a faint cry, her eyes were tightly closed, her eyelids were crowded together, and the female ghost's body seemed to be nothing, surrounding her neck, and there was a playful smile on her face.

At this moment, the beautiful girl who was sitting opposite the trembling girl suddenly opened her eyes and stared directly at the "pen fairy" female ghost in front of her.

The female ghost smiled slowly, and the corners of her mouth cracked to the base of her ears.

Sharp teeth are exposed, and black blood oozes between the gums.

Someone dared to open their eyes, the female ghost thought to herself.

However, she was surprised to find.

The girl smiled at her too.

For a while, in the classroom, black gas gushed out, roaring, and resentful spirits from Japan and demons from Europe appeared together, floating behind the girl, looking indifferently at the weak, poor and helpless South Korean female ghost in front of her.

…………