trick revival

Chapter 13
"Corpse smell."

This stench is not the smell of corpses in reality, but a kind of induction to the supernatural after the paper spirit possesses the body.

If you have spiritual vision, you will naturally have spiritual smell.

Zuo Dao pretended to be an ordinary person who didn't notice anything, and looked at the librarian.

Zhang Ruhai, one of the librarians, is usually in charge of the night shift.

"Yes, Uncle Zhang," Zuo Dao replied with a smile, slightly puzzled: "Uncle Zhang, aren't you on the night shift?"

"Oh, grandson is not feeling well, I'll help him replace it." Zhang Ruhai said with a wry smile, and then said with a smile: "Go, Xiao Zuo, if you can't find anything, come and tell Uncle, I'll check it out for you."

Usually, due to the frequent visits of the former master, as we get familiar with each other, we will chat with each other when we have nothing to do.

"Come on," Zuo Dao replied, "I guess I'll read some of them today. There are a lot of books to look for."

Zhang Ruhai nodded with a smile and returned to his seat to continue looking at his phone to pass the time.

After saying goodbye, he entered in the wrong way. He seemed to be looking up books seriously, changing areas every once in a while.

"It's getting thicker."

As Zuodao said in his heart, he became more and more vigilant. In fact, he was getting closer and closer to the source of the smell of corpses.

He is no stranger to the spiritual corpse stink.

Such as practicing evil ways and methods, or evil objects with corpses as the medium, this will happen.

With the steady advancement of one area after another, the stench of corpses has reached the point where it is suffocating. Zuo Dao came to the junction of the history area from social sciences. Sit down on the long table facing the junction.

Obviously, he determined the final source of the corpse odor.

Zuodao sat down and opened the book as usual, calm and concentrated, but there was another scene in his heart.

"Should it be that everyone's judgments are too accurate, or that the ceremonialist who manipulated the corpse is a complete idiot and didn't run away after committing a crime, or...my luck is too "good"?"

Zuo Dao teased himself, he didn't have any luck, but he was not prepared to deal with the other party independently.

Just as he was thinking about how to leave the library calmly and go outside to shake people up, the spirit smell brought new feedback.

The stench intensified as footsteps came from the quiet library in the historic area.

A person came out.

He saw "Quiet" reading a book, walked over, and sat down.

"Student Zuo?" said a gentle voice.

Zuo Dao turned his eyes in a timely manner, and the memory appeared after seeing the person coming.

Cheng Quan, a history teacher in the second year of high school, usually has a good relationship, but he often asks each other for advice because of hobbies outside of class.

"Hi teacher." Zuo Dao replied politely.

The other party's corpse spots are hidden in the spirit vision, and the source of the corpse smell is even more in the spirit smell.

Ask, what should I do if I catch a big fish on the first day of work, wait online, anxious. Heretics still have idle thoughts.

But when it comes to panic, there is no such thing as heresy.

But the former master's emotions were different. For some reason, since Cheng Quan's arrival, the former master's emotional remnants were very obvious, but they were all suppressed by the heretics.

Cheng Quan smiled and nodded:

"Remember to return the books Zuo borrowed before when you have time."

For a while, the memory seemed to explode, and it was like data that had no content was reconnected.

One day, the teacher's room.

The two were talking mysteriously, one was always smiling, and the other was slightly excited.

Afterwards, Cheng Quan took out a book without a cover from the drawer and handed it to Zuodo.

Further on.

After Zuo Dao entered school, his interest in history attracted Cheng Quan's attention, and the two gradually had in-depth exchanges outside of class.

From time to time, they will talk about some content that is more on the line in China. As the number of times increases, this line will become more and more frequent, until finally, the leftist crosses the line.

The content of the memory does not affect Zuodao's gold medal acting skills. He first revealed the memory and then suddenly realized:
"Teacher, look at my memory. I'll give it to you when I get back."

He didn't say right away or immediately, that's too clumsy.

Cheng Quan looked at Zuo Dao with a smile, and stared at him for a long time without saying a word.

"What's wrong, teacher?" Zuo Dao touched his face, as if he thought there was something dirty on his face.

At this time, Cheng Quan shook his head:
"Then you turn back to me."

"Ok."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Quan left with the strong smell of corpses, while Zuodao continued to concentrate on reading the book.

In a corner, Cheng Quan watched Zuo Dao silently with a smile on his face.

After a long time, he left silently and returned to an unknown place in the library.

In the spirit vision, Zuo Dao didn't let Zhi Ling leave his body to observe the surroundings just to be on the safe side, but just let him watch Cheng Quan from inside his body, and he naturally watched the other party's secret actions in his "eyes".

After a while, Zuodao checked the time, closed the book, put the book back in the area where it was located, found a book to hold, and walked towards the exit of the library.

"Uncle Zhang, borrow this book." Zuo Dao knocked on the table.

"Yes." Zhang Ruhai recovered from the sea of ​​mobile phones, read the book, and made a note.

After walking out of the library, Zuodao walked on the campus. The paper figurines in his body turned into three and surveyed his surroundings. The feedback from his spiritual vision was that everything was fine, including the smell of corpses after leaving the library. Taoism, but the sixth sense of the leftist way is always sounding the "alarm". Under the choice between the two, he chose his own sixth sense without hesitation.

So he made a phone call.

On the other end of the phone, he was connected quickly, but he didn't speak.

"Is it Ruyi Noodle House?" Zuo Dao asked.

For a moment, the other end of the phone was silent for a few breaths: "Yes."

"Is there any small noodles in the store today? Your sales are so good."

"Yes." The answer on the other end of the phone became obviously smoother.

"Okay, save one for me, I'm hungry."

"Need dine-in or take-out?"

Zuo Dao, who was walking leisurely, showed deep thought:

"Takeaway, deliver flowers for me."

Before Zuodao finished speaking, he found that his vision was suddenly distorted.

Immediately afterwards, he returned to the table at the junction of the library's social and historical disciplines.

"Remember to return the books Zuo borrowed before when you have time." Cheng Quan said with a smile.

The slight difference is that both of them are standing at this time, while Zuo Dao is still holding the mobile phone, but the communication has no signal.

Hearing this, Zuodao also smiled, put down his phone and put both hands in his pockets at the same time.

"Okay, teacher."

Zuodao smiled, and then, he pulled out one of his hands from his pocket in an instant, and swung it towards Cheng Quan's neck. At the same time, there was a paper sword that suddenly grew longer!

don't let me go--

Then I'm not leaving.

Fuck you.

A vehicle parked by the side of the road. In the vehicle, Tong Yan found that the communication was interrupted suddenly, and immediately chose to call back, but only the voice of the robot said that she was not in the signal area. She turned off the screen, and Zangti in the back seat and Quan Hu in the driver's seat also Watched her all the time.

"There is a situation on the left side."

Zang Chou in the back seat whistled:

"This kid is really lucky"

Before finishing speaking, the personal terminals carried by the three of them simultaneously issued a piercing alarm.

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(End of this chapter)