Chen Zhan's ears were close and he couldn't hear the full content, so he had to continue to call the fat man to wake up.

His attention was already completely absorbed by the fat man.

Suddenly, there was a buzzing tinnitus in my ears.

Immediately after, a foul smell drilled into the nose.

Tilting his head slightly, his face almost rubbed against Mr. Huang's gloomy face.

Teacher Huang in the dream was silent.

Her expression was unusually gloomy, and her head was squeezed between them, and she leaned back vigorously, as if listening to what they were whispering.

The fat man suddenly stopped talking, he seemed to have fallen into an evil spirit, his facial features were distorted and deformed again, and the moment he turned his head to stare at Chen Zhan, his expression had become exactly the same as that of the teacher.

Chen Zhan was not frightened, and his face was very calm, but his nose was a little unbearable.

This monster not only talks nonsense, but also has a stinky mouth.

He tried to get up and dodge, but he couldn't stand up, his body was being suppressed by a force.

Chen Zhan was very surprised, but he reacted immediately.

It's rare to smell in dreams, and the teacher in front of her is in an ordinary state, so it's impossible to add a stink to her in her dreams.

The smell felt in the dream is projected by the sense of smell in reality.

The smell I smell now is probably the one I smell in reality, around me.

Combined with the body, he can't stand up, which can only show that at this moment, in reality, the zombie teacher is by his side, suppressing him with his body.

"You...... Still have questions......"

The zombie teacher seems to say something very normal, but her voice is not normal.

A buzzing murmur pierces the eardrums all the time, like a three-dimensional surround subwoofer looping the Great Compassion Mantra.

Chen Zhan's scalp was numb, and this voice affected his mind very much, and the thoughts in his mind were blocked, and his spiritual will was out of his control.

The zombie teacher's vigilance is too high.

He had just spoken a few words to the fat man, and he had attracted the attention of the zombie teacher so quickly.

Chen Zhan still didn't know how to control the ghost eye to help him get out of the dream, and the soul that possessed Xiaoyu was not in this dream, so he couldn't be contacted for a while.

If you let the zombie teacher control it, it is likely to become the same state as everyone else, and what will happen after that is unpredictable.

A thought flashed.

In today's dream, the zombie teacher is in control of the situation, but she doesn't show much supernatural powers.

When the fat man answered the question just now, he had a tendency to get out of her control.

Now she can't control her consciousness right away, indicating that her control is limited.

If you can do something in the dream beyond the teacher's control, the dream will be affected.

Thinking back to just now, when he was discovered by the teacher, the zombie teacher also asked, is there any question to ask?

Q&A is a bridge between teachers and students, and tonight's behavior of the monster teacher has not left the question and answer, and asking questions will be one of the logics in this dream.

So he asked:

"Teacher, I don't want to be a human anymore, I want to be a ghost, okay?"

Chen Zhan wanted to guide the zombie teacher's position through this simple question, whether she was doing all this from the standpoint of a human or a monster.

The buzzing in my ears subsided slightly, and sure enough, I heard an answer.

The words Chen Zhan heard were like a hypnotic spell.

Slowed down his thinking again.

I don't know what this tongue-twister-like answer means.

He asked the next question while he was still conscious.

"Teacher...... Did you know you're dead? You've become a rotten corpse. ”

In horror movies, reminding the dead that they are dead is an absolute taboo, often angering the ghost and triggering the killing.

In previous dreams, he had such an experience, and when he died in the dream, he would be immediately awakened in reality.

But he had already guessed that the zombies in reality were staying around, and he just instinctively felt that the zombie teacher didn't want to kill.

The zombie teacher was not provoked by him at all, and his answer was still stealing people's minds.

"My body is dead, but I live forever in your hearts."

This time, Chen Zhan didn't understand, and wanted to think about a simple question, he needed to run a marathon in his brain, and his nerves were like a kite being pulled, which could be broken at any time.

Time seemed to stand still, and his whole body seemed to be floating, unable to distinguish between up and down, west and east, only knowing that the darkness on all sides was wrapping him and wrapping him tightly.

The darkness was like a cage, imprisoning him in the depths, and when his will was depressed, a golden arrow slashed in front of him for no reason, piercing the darkness and casting a ray of light in.

Chen Zhan's eyes widened suddenly, his mind was like a flood bursting the embankment, and he suddenly regained his freedom.

The zombie teacher has left his side.

The classroom door was open, and two people were standing inside.

One of them was wearing a school uniform, while the other was wearing a police uniform, and the two were holding hands.

To be precise, it's more like one person leading another.

The zombie teacher is confronting the two.

Chen Zhan identified that the person wearing the school uniform was Qin Zhe.

It was they who attracted the attention of the teacher.

It is said that Qin Zhe jumped off the bridge last night, and he has been lying in the intensive care unit of the hospital, in a deep coma, and it is impossible to wake up so quickly.

And the other person Qin Zhe was holding in his hand, that person was wearing the uniform of the Metropolitan Police Bureau, very similar to Chief Yang who came to the class in the morning to investigate Qin Zhe's case, and for some reason he also appeared here.

At this time, Qin Zhe was smiling, his waist was straight, and one hand was behind his back.

Qin Zhe on weekdays is honest and introverted, which does not quite match the current feeling.

In contrast, Chief Yang was the same as the people in the room, his eyes were straight and his expression was wooden.

"Teacher! Sorry I'm late! Qin Zhe is like an ordinary late student, with a naughty face, but it looks weird in this scene.

On the other side, Mr. Huang said gloomily.

"You're not a student in my class, get me out."

"I'm Qin Zhe, I'm a student in our class."

"You're not a student in my class, you let me out!"

"I am! I'm Qin Zhe, I was in your class yesterday, listen to your teachings, have you forgotten? Are you old and confused? ”

"You're not a student in my class, you let me out!"

Qin Zhe pushed the chief beside him forward.

"Do you mean him, he is a gift I brought to you, I see that you grow vegetables in the classroom every day, it's very hard, and I love to eat fresh meat, so I also brought you a copy to try it."

"You're not a student in my class, you let me out!"

Teacher Huang didn't listen to Qin Zhe's words at all, and kept repeating the words of the expulsion, and his emotions became more and more intense.

Qin Zhe seemed to be tired of listening, and the smile on his face became stiff, he let go of the hand holding Chief Yang, took a step back and said:

"I can't bring this gift for nothing, since the teacher doesn't eat it, then I can only enjoy it myself."

As he spoke, he held his hand behind his back in front of him, holding a strip in his hand, which was a large machete.

With a thick back and a narrow blade, the jet-black blade reflects a heavy texture in the hues of dreams.

In an instant, he raised the knife high with one hand.

Slashed at the neck of Chief Yang beside him, Chief Yang in the dream was stunned, not aware of any danger at all.

With a click, the skull flew out, black liquid splattering everywhere.

Dye the dream in a dappled patch.

Around, every dull face was replaced by horror, and one by one the classmates were restless and let out a roar.

Then the surroundings began to vibrate, the scenery became blurred, and the dream seemed to be disintegrating.

At this time, the zombie teacher's hair was scattered, revealing a ghost body, and the dream that he didn't want to work hard to arrange collapsed like this.

She was extremely angry, but she didn't pounce on Qin Zhe at the first time, but jumped onto the podium again.

It seemed to be the heart of her manipulation of her dreams.

I didn't see her making any movements, and the vibrations of the dream were weakening.

Beside him, the headless corpse slowly fell, and a white figure stayed in place.

Qin Zhe opened his mouth and made a deep inhalation motion, like smoking, and the white shadow fluttered and swayed, and he sucked it into his mouth.

He showed an expression of enjoyment, and then, wiping his mouth, he showed that he was still unsatisfied.

He said with a smile as he looked at his frightened classmates.

"Students, you don't know, I didn't know yesterday, but now I know, I tell you, the teacher is worthy of being a teacher, you are the cabbage she planted in the classroom, eat when you are hungry, you don't have to be like me, looking for food outside every day."

As he spoke, he raised the knife in his hand.

"Today, I'm here to steal vegetables, let me pick them and taste them."