The moment he saw those hands, Zeng Shen first felt a chill on his back, and a moment of blankness appeared in his mind.

Obviously, these hands are not human hands.

Is it a ghost?

Why do ghosts target themselves?

Of course, although his mind was blank at this time, with the experience of the previous doors, he still subconsciously took out his ghost weapon for the first time.

- A fountain pen.

The tip of the pen is still oozing with red ink.

Zeng Shen held this fountain pen tightly in his hand, and if something happened, this fountain pen could save his life.

With the ghost weapon as his confidence, Zeng Shen became a little bolder, and he slowly raised his head, wanting to see who the owner of the hands was.

But when he raised his head, the pen in his hand was directly taken away without paying attention!

Zeng Shen's back was cold, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the head teacher didn't know when he was standing in front of him.

And the pen in his hand is now being held in the hand of the head teacher!

"Study, the most important thing is to guard against arrogance and rashness, don't be complacent because you got the first place in the exam, now is the time for self-study, read books, don't play with pens."

Zeng Shen stared, he couldn't see the head teacher very clearly.

The reason was that when the head teacher took away the pen from his hand, the hands that fell from the top of his head...... Trying to cover his eyes.

Zeng Shen felt the threat of death, but his mentality seemed to be quite good, even at this time, he did not completely lose his mind, and did not directly grab the pen in the hand of the head teacher, but said to the head teacher:

"Teacher, I didn't play with the pen, I just wanted to use this pen...... Let's do the math! ”

"It's normal for students to learn to use pens, right?"

His tone was a little messy, but he barely got his meaning across.

The head teacher put his hands behind his back and stared at him coldly, he didn't seem to be able to see the guy on Zeng Shen's head, nor could he see the pale hands covering Zeng Shen's eyes.

"The school has issued you a neutral signature pen, I have told you many times, learning is a race against time, the pen should be regularly filled with ink, to wash, it will be a waste of time, if you want to use the pen, you can use it after graduation."

No matter what he said, the head teacher seemed to think that this fountain pen would be a waste of his study time, so he didn't give it back to him.

Under the threat of death, fear gradually fermented into anger, Zeng Shen finally couldn't help it, he shot the case, and angrily grabbed the head teacher.

"Lao Tzu took the first place, the first place!"

"Write with a pen, you don't agree either!"

"What is this pen enmity with you?"

"What the hell do I have a grudge against you?"

"Give the pen back to Lao Tzu, you idiot!"

As he spoke, he snatched the pen and kicked the head teacher twice.

The moment he held the pen, the ghost hands covering his eyes immediately retracted.

And the red ink dripping from the pen in his hand also became faster.

It wasn't long before the red ink stopped dripping, and the pale arms still dangled in front of him, but seemed to keep a distance.

"What's the situation, can't even the ghost weapon force it back?"

Zeng Shen's heart was cold.

The fountain pen in his hand was actually quite a good ghost weapon, however, it was only able to slightly block the pale arms, and did not really drive them away.

How big is this ghost's resentment?

Zeng Shen raised his head again, he wanted to see the appearance of the ghost carefully, and he was ready to be frightened, but he still couldn't see it.

Because just as he looked up, the head teacher grabbed his neck with one hand!

The moment he was pinched by this hand, Zeng Shen felt that all the strength in his body was withdrawn!

He stared at the head teacher in front of him.

He suddenly remembered that there was a special rule written in the student handbook:

[7. Respect the teacher, you can't contradict the teacher during the academy, otherwise the small black house will be closed]

The head teacher didn't want to kill him, so the ghost weapon in his hand couldn't be triggered, but the head teacher's strength was amazing, and he dragged Zeng Shen out of the classroom like carrying a little chicken, and walked directly towards the end of the corridor......

This time, his screams could not even be heard.

Liu Chun could still make some tragic begging for mercy on the road, but Zeng Shen couldn't even make a sound, so he could only watch in despair as he got farther and farther away from the classroom......

It was at this time that he finally saw the owner of the pale arms that hung down above the classroom before!

The other party also seemed to notice his gaze, slowly turned his head, his eyes fell on him through the glass, and showed a meaningful and weird smile at him.

The flesh and blood blurred face, with such a smile, made Zeng Shen feel like falling into an ice cellar!

As for the classroom, the other tricksters all had different looks on their faces.

Yang Mei and Bai Xiaoxiao seemed to understand Ning Qiushui's intentions.

Although they can't see the ghost in the classroom, if they are more attentive, they will definitely notice that something is wrong.

That is, Zeng Shen's performance as a class teacher has changed dramatically in a short period of time.

There is obviously an external stimulus, and it is self-evident what this stimulus is.

"The first place in the class will be targeted by ghosts?"

Bai Xiaoxiao's eyes were gloomy.

If in the Blood Cloud Academy, everyone has an almost crazy obsession with grades, then the better the grades should be more valued by the school, why are they targeted by ghosts?

"Is that ghost a student in this classroom before?"

"What the hell is it going to do? Is it jealousy, or something else? ”

As for the motive of the ghost's behavior, Bai Xiaoxiao became a little interested.

Since the head teacher was not in the classroom, Bai Xiaoxiao threw a small note at Ning Qiushui.

After the latter read the note, he wrote a few words and threw it back to Bai Xiaoxiao.

This one reads:

[A month ago, two people disappeared in this class, the first and last place at that time]

[One is called Zheng Shaofeng, the other is called Huang Tingting]

pS: At six o'clock in the afternoon today, I will send a few more changes in the back, open a blind box, and guess how many changes I have today.