"Oni can't be killed......"

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

Zhou Zheng stood on the podium, looking at the students in the audience with cloudy glass-like eyes, and the students who were swept by the sight all looked away, and Zhou Zheng's appearance made all the students feel a trace of fear.

Ma Liang hugged his chest, leaned against the door of the corridor, and poked inside from time to time, recalling the information that the principal had given him Yang Jian before, and soon recognized Yang Jian from the audience.

Among all the students, only Yang Jian was listening carefully to Zhou Zheng's speech, while the other students were either absent-minded or whispering to their tablemates.

Sitting in his seat, Yang Jian looked puzzled at the two people who suddenly came to today's class, one was preaching inexplicable supernatural knowledge on the podium, and the other was hanging at the door and didn't know what to do.

At first, hearing Zhou Zheng's words, Yang Jian, like the classmates around him, felt that it was nonsense, he had lived for more than ten years, and he had never encountered such a thing.

But as Zhou Zheng continued to elaborate, he even gave a few examples so that the students could understand that at Yang Jian's sideburns, a drop of cold sweat involuntarily fell.

The revelation of several rules constituted a hell on earth in Yang Jian's mind, and ghosts could not be killed! What a hopelessness it is.

Yang Jian's hand hidden under the table clenched involuntarily, but his attention was all focused on Zhou Zheng, Zhang Wei on the side looked at Yang Jian's strange appearance, and said:

"Yang Jian, you won't really believe it, will you? Let's just listen to the supernatural story, the authenticity, I think it's suspenseful. ”

"Didn't they come from the school? Could it be that the school also accompanies us to play tricks? ”

"Maybe it's to complete some indicators, and it's time to make a scene."

In the face of Zhang Wei's rebuttal, Yang Jian didn't say anything, just tried his best to write down Zhou Zheng's words, Zhang Wei looked at Yang Jian's appearance, so he didn't say anything, hid his mobile phone under the table, and secretly surfed.

Zhou Zheng on the stage looked at the students helplessly, he knew that what he said was indeed incredible, and it was indeed difficult for people to overturn their cognition for more than ten years without seeing it with their own eyes.

It's like if you suddenly tell someone that the earth is square, even if this is the truth, that person won't listen to it and will laugh at you.

However, there is going to be a knocking ghost incident tonight, and in Zhou Zheng's heart, he just wants the students to learn as much as possible about some spiritual anomalies and increase the possibility of survival.

It is impossible for me and Ma Liang to protect all the students, and for some reason, we can't evacuate the students who are not cursed in advance, so we can only do it here, and the rest is up to you.

Ma Liang sighed in his heart, only to feel that a punch had been punched on the cotton, but his mouth continued to talk about the supernatural, and the speed of his speech became faster and faster, because he knew that time was running out.

"Okay, let's end the supernatural class, everyone is paying attention, and there is an abnormal situation to report to Teacher Zhou on the stage."

Ma Liang talked about the probe, interrupted Zhou Zheng's continued lecture, turned his head to look at Zhou Zheng, and motioned for himself to take a step first, so that he could be optimistic about the class.

"Lao Zhou, here, in another building, I'll go and see it first."

Looking at the other teaching building, Ma Liang felt a strange aura, the teaching building that was originally slightly dark under the cover of night, but now, the lights overflowing from the corridor have become faint, as if they have been swallowed by something.

"Okay, classmates, sit down, it's not a joke, we're involved in a real supernatural event!"

Zhou Zheng said with a little bitterness, took off his windbreaker, revealing his bulging belly, and looked around vigilantly.

For a while, the class exploded.

…

My name is Yu Qiang, I am a student, I occasionally skip class, I am not bad in science, and I occasionally do cheat sheets during liberal arts exams, and my grades can barely maintain the middle and upper reaches of the year.

Somehow, two leaders suddenly met with me today and asked what the recording and post were, but I didn't pay much attention to it, and after answering, there was nothing wrong with me.

Thinking about that post now, it does feel a little wrong, and the photo of the old man and the final recording are really a little weird.

But it doesn't matter, after all this time, nothing happened, and today someone is looking for me again, even if something really happens, they will solve it.

By the way, I can't tell if that old man is a fugitive, those two leaders are police officers or something, and they came to me for clues.

I don't think about those things anymore.

It's evening study time, and I'm hiding in the toilet and playing with my phone as usual, and there are usually a few senior students smoking here, but strangely, there is no one today.

I don't smoke and I don't like the smell of smoke, so today I found out that they weren't there, and I was so happy that I finally didn't have to put up with the bad smell of smoke surfing the web.

"Poof, poof."

The light in the toilet suddenly dimmed, and I was a little difficult to adapt to the bright light, and the bright light of the mobile phone screen was not enough to illuminate the surroundings.

I turned on the flashlight function of my phone, but for some reason, the flashlight button on my phone never responded, and it turned off automatically every time I pressed it.

After staying in the dark for a long time, I was a little scared, thinking that with the route in my memory, I could find my way out, and there should be lights in the hallway.

Wait a minute! Corridor? Why, why is the light in the corridor not shining in, the toilet in the school is not set up with a door, and the light in the corridor can easily shine in.

Could it be that the whole school is without power?

Gradually, I lost my way in the dark, and the toilet that was originally more than ten square meters now seemed to have turned into an abyss that buried me, so that I could not find an exit.

The glimmer of my phone's screen shone on my face, and I pulled myself together to stop being depressed.

Maybe, maybe when the teachers and classmates find out that they haven't gone back for a long time, a few of my buddies will come to me, it's okay, it's okay.

I started to lose strength, and somehow, I suddenly felt so tired that I wanted to take a break, so I cleared the floor and sat down.

"Smack."

I didn't think much about the sound of water splashing, was it standing on the floor of the toilet, I just sat on the ground and panted slowly.

I was tired and tired, I reached out and wiped it on my face, trying to sober myself up.

A very strong smell of blood reached my nostrils, irritating my nerves, and it turned out that it was not water, but blood.

I didn't have the energy to think anymore, and now I just wanted to take a nap, and my eyes began to drift.

Suddenly, I remembered that when I was a child, my mother bought me toys, and my family took me to a big meal when I grew up and got a high score in the exam, which was so warm.

I remembered that once I took the first grade in the math exam, and the girl at the front table looked at me with adoring eyes, hehe, is this what love tastes like?

I also, I also saw a white bone tree, there were a lot of rags and skulls on the tree, an inexplicable wind blew, the rags began to shake in the wind, and the skull made a "kuku" sound.

Ah~ Why did I think of this.

I'm dead.

Before I died, I saw a bone tree.