"The content is outrageous than the number!"

Zhang Wei shook his head, with a look of disdain.

"This kind of brainless scam text message knows at a glance that the group of beasts in the south sent it, if it is our people, they will definitely say that he is Qin Shi Huang!"

As soon as Yang Jian was about to speak, he saw the head teacher, Mr. Wang, strode into the classroom.

"Quiet! The whole building is the loudest in our class! ”

Zhang Wei frowned and said, "You guys are the worst class I've ever had!" ”

As soon as his words fell, he heard Mr. Wang say, "You are the worst class I have ever led!" ”

Zhang Wei raised his eyebrows at Yang Jian, his face full of pride.

Yang Jian didn't know what to be proud of about this kind of thing.

He looked at Teacher Wang with a black face on the podium, and a sense of foreboding suddenly rose in his heart.

It was as if it had happened in his dream!

"Next ......"

Yang Jian turned his head to look out the door.

In the stairwell, in the dim light, a vague figure was reflected.

"It can't be him!"

Yang Jian suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone and looked through the browser's history.

"Yang Jian, what are you doing? I'm still on the podium! ”

When Teacher Wang saw Yang Jian's movements, his face turned black with anger, and he roared in a trembling voice: "You didn't take me seriously at all!" ”

Hearing this, everyone's eyes looked at Yang Jian at the same time.

Yang Jian fell on deaf ears.

He opened his browser, clicked on history, and frowned.

The history is empty.

He frowned slightly, and filled the search box with the name of the forum.

The URL soon opened, and at the top was a viral post.

"I was on duty that night, and the old man in the morgue died and came back to life! 》

Yang Jian's eyes shrank suddenly, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

"No, it won't!"

He quickly opened the post and saw the content inside, and his heart sank.

[The old man pinched his fingers, you are reading a novel in bed now, and you are still sideways, and you can't figure out that your phone is still charging......]

Yang Jian didn't look at the content carefully, but went directly to the last reply to the post.

Yang Jian has read this post at least a dozen times, and every punctuation mark in it can be memorized.

He knows where the point is!

The last floor.

[The old man came in......]

Yang Jian looked at the attachment next to the post, and his eyes froze.

He hurriedly exited the post and turned on the music player.

Then, in the playlist, Yang Jian saw an unknown audio file with no name!

Playing time: 00:13.

It's over!

"Yang Jian, you stand up for me!"

When Teacher Wang saw Yang Jian ignoring him, he immediately exploded.

"Call your parents to me! If the parents don't come, you won't use it! ”

He was about to scold again, when a tall and thin figure suddenly appeared at the door of the classroom.

"Enough!"

Zhou Zheng stood at the door, exuding a gloomy, haggard, and numb aura all over his body, his thin body stiffened and did not move, and his bloodshot eyes were dull, like two cloudy glass beads.

"I'm running out of time, don't waste it anymore."

Zhou Zheng's voice was hoarse, low, and dead.

As he spoke, he walked stiffly towards the podium.

Teacher Wang was stared at by him, only felt a chill down his spine, and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Seeing this scene, the students in the classroom immediately talked about it, and they were curious about Zhou Zheng's strength.

There is nothing strange about Yang Jian.

The person in charge of a city is equivalent to the city's feudal officials.

Not to mention that the dove occupied the magpie's nest to drive away Teacher Wang, Zhou Zheng even has the right to order the blockade of the entire city!

Standing in front of the lectern, Zhou Zheng looked around at all the students in the audience.

"Hello everyone, students. My name is Zhou Zheng, and I am the person in charge of Dachang City, and I am very happy to be alive to stand here today to give you a lecture. ”

Zhou Zheng!

The person in charge of Dachang City!

Yang Jian's eyes froze, and his face suddenly became solemn.

"Sure enough, it's him! Since Zhou Zheng is here, then ......"

Yang Jian raised his head sharply and looked out the window vigilantly.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Yang Jian seems to have seen the street lights at the school gate suddenly flicker twice, as if he was affected by some kind of supernatural power!

On the podium, Zhou gave a speechless lecture.

It was obviously summer, but Zhou Zheng was wearing a gray windbreaker, wrapped tightly around his body, as if he was very afraid of the cold.

His appearance was terrifying, his dry face was extremely emaciated, there was hardly a trace of excess flesh on his face, and even the shape and contours of his face bones could be seen.

But the abnormal thing is that Zhou Zheng's stomach is indeed bulging high under his emaciated face.

When ordinary people see this scene, it is easy to think if he has some kind of terrible strange disease!

However, Yang Jian would not think so.

He knew that the reason why Zhou Zheng's stomach looked so terrifying was because a terrifying ghost was being bred inside.

Ghost Baby!

After evolution, it is a terrifying S-class unsolvable ghost, a starving ghost!

"Ghost legends have existed since ancient times......"

Zhou Zheng didn't care about Yang Jian, who was looking left and right, and spoke unhurriedly.

"Ghosts can't be killed."

Zhou Zheng took the chalk and wrote the first sentence on the blackboard.

There was a lot of talk in the classroom.

The content that Zhou Zheng talked about is completely different from the content in the textbook.

This knowledge is simply "ruined" for high school students who have been taught to be cautious and scientific and oppose superstition since childhood!

Yang Jian looked at Zhou Zheng, and his eyes showed praise, admiration, and gratitude.

He knew why Zhou Zheng was coming to this class.

Zhou Zheng's time is running out.

The ghost baby had almost eaten the flesh and internal organs on Zhou Zheng's body.

He is now in danger of resurrection!

But instead of enjoying the last period of his life, Zhou Zheng left the only energy he had for this group of students.

He was dying thinking about how he could save more people!

Yang Jian had seen a lot of ghost riders in his dreams, and although these controlled powerful supernatural powers, there were only two and a half who really wanted to solve the supernatural events and save the people.

Zhou Zheng and Li Jun are counted as one, and Yang Jian himself is counted as half!

"Yang Jian, do you also believe that there are ghosts in the world?"

Zhang Wei glanced up at Zhou Zheng and asked Yang Jian quietly.

"It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, the important thing is to remember everything he says, and you can save your life when it is critical!"

Yang Jian looked out the window vigilantly.

That terrifying old man could appear at any moment, and he had to be prepared in advance.

"The only one who can deal with ghosts is ghosts."

Zhou Zheng wrote the second sentence.

When Yang Jian saw this, his eyes suddenly became gloomy.

Demons can indeed deal with ghosts.

But harnessing the devil is a dead end.

As long as you embark on this road of no return, you can only live in the shadow of the revival of the ghost for the rest of your life.

Man is not like man, and ghost is not like a ghost; You can't survive, you can't die!

"Insight into the laws of ghosts."

Zhou Zheng wrote the last sentence on the blackboard.

His voice was dry, hoarse, and cold, and the listener was creepy.

"Remember these three sentences, this is the only chance for ordinary people to survive being targeted by powerful ghosts!"

"There is no other way to live!"

"Don't leave anything to chance, it's more terrifying than you think!"