"Don't worry, he should be between the second and third floors now, it will take a lot of time to get up, we can go upstairs, and then go around the hallway and go down the stairs on the other side."

Yang Jian hurriedly stabilized the restless few people, in his thoughts, this ghost moved slowly, although it was still unclear what his special ability was.

But a few of them, with their familiarity with the teaching building, can greatly avoid head-on collision with ghosts.

But at this time, several boys in the crowd squeezed in front of Yang Jian from the end of the line with stools and brooms in their hands, and danced the "weapons" in their hands.

"Yang Jian, I think, let's just do it with him, he looks like a zombie, just give him a headshot KO, we can't afford to mess with the one who knocks on the door, this feeling is at the level of a small soldier."

The boy who spoke was called Shi Lin, a sports student in Yang Jian's class, and a body of tendons was rare for a tall and thin high school student at this time.

"Yes, yes, there's nothing wrong with what Brother Shi said."

"Indeed, this ghost really can't be compared with the previous knock on the door, this movement speed, let's fight around, when the time comes, press a few desks, he won't be able to move."

"Hahaha, the live-action version of Resident Evil, right, I don't have hand sanitizer."

The same few students with "weapons" said together, looking at their appearance, Yang Jian hesitated.

Indeed, I also think that this ghost is not a high threat to them, and even think that I can circle around him, but if we can really use the speed advantage to break his joints like Shi Lin said, even if he is immortal, we can crush him to death with the desk at that time.

"But, didn't Teacher Zhou say that only ghosts can deal with ghosts, and the desk can really suppress him?"

"Oh, he's so slow, he can't hold it down when the time comes, let's flash people again, let's try it, how about it, do you want to do it?"

Shi Lin put his arm around Yang Jian's shoulders and pretended to be cordial and said, as for why he had such an attitude towards Yang Jian, he had to start from the afternoon.

Fang Jing, who came back from going to the toilet, was silent as soon as he returned to his seat, and Shi Lin sat behind him and clubbed Fang Jing's back.

"What's wrong, when I came back from the toilet, I was sad, what happened, tell my brother."

"You...... Do you believe that there are ghosts in the world? Fang Jing turned his head and said quietly.

"What? Ghost? No kidding, did you hide in the toilet and watch ghost movies? Why don't you ask this question? Shi Lin said in surprise.

"Answer me, do you believe it or not, or do you wish there was a ghost in your heart......"

"If there is a ghost, you have to see if it's a male ghost or a female ghost, and the male ghost will be knocked to death with a stick, a female ghost, hey, hey, hey"

Shi Lin didn't answer Fang Jing's question head-on, but made a joke, and then fell asleep, this is an art class, just used to sleep.

Fang Jing shook his head when he saw Shi Lin's appearance, and didn't remind him of anything, just packed his schoolbag, thinking about how to leave the campus later.

"By the way, Shi Lin, classmates, if something incredible really happens, just find Yang Jian, cooperate with him, or follow him, you can do it. I won't say much about the rest. ”

Fang Jing, who packed his schoolbag, signaled to the art teacher on the podium, and carried his schoolbag from the back door to the office to ask for leave.

When I passed by Shi Lin's side, I remembered that he often chatted with him, so I mentioned it slightly.

"Oh...... Well...... Good"

The dazed Shi Lin responded, and before he could figure out why, he fell asleep.

When he came back to his senses, when he had gathered a group of people just now to prepare for a fight with the ghosts, Shi Lin suddenly remembered what Fang Jing had said.

This kid, I took a good afternoon off and ran away, I don't really know anything, and I won't tell me, I still took care of him before, I bah!

After scolding Fang Jing a few words in his heart, Shi Lin looked at Yang Jian's reaction, if he really didn't cooperate with him, he could only part ways.

He Shi Lin really doesn't believe it, without Yang Jian, he really can't do anything!

"Actually, I think it's feasible, I can go with you, then a few of us will find a way to subdue the ghosts, and the others will go and lift the desks in the classroom and press them directly when the time comes." Yang Jian groaned.

"I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm going to beat the demons and monsters directly with the Shaolin Eighteen Sticks" Zhang Wei on the side also wanted to join in the fun, but was sent to the table by Yang Jian

"That's great, just do it, give it to you, you can change it if you don't take advantage of it."

Shi Lin clenched his fists and handed Yang Jian a broom, and the other dozen or so people also agreed to the plan, and turned around to move the table to the class in the corridor.

The ghost slave gradually walked to the next staircase of Yang Jian and them, staring at Yang Jian and them with cloudy eyes, and rushed towards Yang Jian and them step by step.

"Be careful!"

Yang Jian shouted, beckoning the two people beside him to open more ghost slave killings, the ghost slave's movements were very slow, and it was easy for them to dodge.

At this time, Shi Lin, who was hiding on the side, picked up the stool in his hand and smashed it towards the back of the ghost slave, who was hit by the huge impact of the back, coupled with the inertia of throwing himself into the air, and fell directly to the floor.

Randomly, Yang Jian and several people also picked up the guy in their hands and slammed it towards the ghost slave's head, neck, and limb joints.

The ghost slave's mouth was wide open, but there was not the slightest sound, and gradually, the ghost slave's body became tattered, purple-green liquid flowed out of the body, and the limbs became weak, hanging on the ground, and the neck was eroded.

"Quick, hello guy!"

Turning his head, Shi Lin called out to a few classmates who were squatting on the side, and stacked the three desks on the ghost slave's body, the ghost slave no longer moved, and the wound on his body cracked deeper again because of the pressure of the desk.

"Look at me crushing the boulder!" Zhang Wei, who finished pressing the table, used the strength of his body to press down again, letting out a strange scream.

"Look, we can still solve this ghost, so what a long way to go."

"However, the only one who can deal with ghosts is ...... oni"

"Oh, they may be mistaken, or this ghost may really be the weakest kind, there are so many of us, there are many of us, and there is great strength in numbers."

Shi Lin waved his fist, and the surrounding classmates all let out a small cheer when they saw that he had really solved a ghost, and began to talk about their feelings with the people around him.

"We really solved it."

"Then we can't go back and save Teacher Zhou."

"Look for death, you! That ghost knocks on the door, I'm going to take a break, how to fight, it's really hurting. ”

Listening to the words of the people around him, Yang Jian shook his head, maybe the fierce ghost in front of him who was solved by us was really the weakest one, but he knew in his heart that the knocking ghost was definitely not something they could solve.

Speaking of knockers, Yang Jian remembered the previous post, which described the same as what he encountered now.

Opening the post, looking at the speech of the Thunderbolt King, and the terrifying photo, Yang Jian thought, if the old man is really a knocker, then it is completely impossible to take this photo, I am afraid that he will be killed in an instant.

And the recording at the end is the same as the previous knocker's knocking sound, could it be the knocker's curse?

Could it be that he really attracted the knocker? Yang Jian suddenly felt incredulous, and then felt a little guilty, because Teacher Zhou was still fighting with the ghosts.

If the knock on the door is really a curse, it is also a kind of supernatural power, according to what Mr. Zhou said, only ghosts can fight ghosts, and it can also be used as their own hole cards, although they will be cursed by knocking ghosts, but solving the problem in front of them is the most important thing, Yang Jian thought.

After paying attention, Yang Jian saved the recording, and was about to think about how to use the recording, when suddenly someone on the side called him.

"Yang Jian! Come and see, there's a piece of paper in the back of this ghost! ”

Paper? Hearing this, Yang Jian felt a little puzzled, and came to the place where the ghost was suppressed, and sure enough, on the back that was pressed by the table, a paper of strange material could be seen sticking to his back through the gap.

"Do you want to take it out?"

"You can try, be careful."

Shi Lin cautiously stretched out his hand and tore out the piece of paper, looked left and right, didn't see anything, turned his head and threw this thing to Yang Jian.

"It's not interesting, it's sticky."

Yang Jian looked at the paper in his hand, and only felt that the material was very special, as if, a bit like his own skin? Could it be human skin? Yang Jian thought in horror.

At this time, a sentence appeared out of thin air on the paper.

"My name is Yang Jian, and when you see this, I am already dead......"

Yang Jian's pupils shrank.