Mystery came, I received a letter from Superman for help

Chapter 2 Zhou Zheng Lecture
"The content is even more outrageous than the number!"

Zhang Wei shook his head with a look of disdain.

"This kind of mindless fraudulent text message can be seen from the group of beasts in the south. If it is from our people, it will definitely say that he is Qin Shihuang!"

Just as Yang Jian was about to speak, he saw Mr. Wang, the class teacher, strode into the classroom.

"Quiet! Our class is the loudest in the whole building!"

Zhang Wei winked and continued: "You guys are the worst class I have ever led!"

As soon as his words fell, Teacher Wang said: "You are the worst class I have ever led!"

Zhang Wei raised an eyebrow at Yang Jian, his face was full of complacency.

Yang Jian didn't know what to be proud of in such a thing.

He looked at Teacher Wang with a dark face on the podium, and suddenly an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

This scene seemed to have happened in his dream!
"Next"

Yang Jian turned his head and looked outside the door.

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

"It can't be him!"

Yang Jian suddenly remembered something, quickly took out his mobile phone, and checked the history of the browser.

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

Seeing Yang Jian's actions, Teacher Wang's face turned dark with anger, and he shouted tremblingly, "You don't take me seriously at all!"

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

Yang Jian ignored it.

He opened the browser, clicked on the history, and then frowned.

History is empty.

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

The website opened quickly, and the top post was an explosive post.

"I was on duty that night, and the old man in the mortuary came back from the dead! "

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed suddenly, as if he saw something extremely terrifying.

"No way!"

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

[The old man counts, you are reading a novel on the bed, and you are still sideways, maybe your phone is still charging]

Yang Jian didn't read the content carefully, but directly turned to the last reply of the post.

Yang Jian read this post at least a dozen times, and he could memorize every punctuation mark in it.

He knows where the focus is!

The last floor.

【The old man comes in.】

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

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

Then, in the playlist, Yang Jian saw an unknown audio file without a name!

Play time 00:13.

It's over!
"Yang Jian, stand up for me!"

Seeing that Yang Jian was ignoring him, Mr. Wang was furious.

"Call your parents to see me! If your 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 dark, haggard, and numb aura from all over his body. His thin body was stiff and motionless, and his bloodshot eyes were dim, like two cloudy glass beads.

"My time is running out, don't waste any more."

Zhou Zheng's voice was hoarse, deep, with a dead air.

As he spoke, he strode 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 discussed, curious about Zhou Zheng's strength.

There was nothing strange about Yang Jian.

The person in charge of a city is equivalent to the chief official of the city.

Not to mention Jiu occupying the magpie's nest and driving away Teacher Wang, Zhou Zheng even has the right to order the entire city to be sealed off!
Standing in front of the desk, Zhou Zheng looked around at all the students in the audience.

"Students, hello everyone. My name is Zhou Zheng, and I am the person in charge of Dachang City. I am very glad to be standing here alive 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.

"It really is him! Since Zhou Zheng is here, then..."

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

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Yang Jian seemed to see the street lights at the school gate flickering twice, as if affected by some kind of supernatural power!
On the podium, Zhou was giving a lecture with no expression on his face.

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

His appearance was terrifying, his withered face was extremely thin, there was almost no trace of extra flesh on his face, and the shape and outline of his face bones could even be seen.

But what was abnormal was that Zhou Zheng's thin face was really bulging under his belly.

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

However, Yang Jian didn't think so.

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

Ghost baby!

After evolution, it becomes a terrifying S-level unsolvable ghost, a starving ghost!

"Ghost legends have existed since ancient times."

Zhou Zheng didn't pay attention to Yang Jian who was looking left and right, and began to speak in a leisurely manner.

"Ghosts cannot be killed."

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

There was gradually discussion in the classroom.

What Zhou Zheng said was completely different from what was in the textbook.

This kind of knowledge simply "destroys the three views" for high school students who have been taught to be careful about science and oppose superstition since childhood!
Yang Jian looked at Zhou Zheng with praise, admiration, and gratitude in his eyes.

He knew why Zhou Zheng was teaching this class.

Zhou Zheng's time is running out.

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

He is now in danger of reviving the ghost at any time!
But Zhou Zheng didn't enjoy the last period of his life, but reserved his only energy for this group of students.

To the end of his life, he was thinking about how to save more people!
Yang Jian had seen a lot of ghost masters in his dream. Although these mastered powerful supernatural powers, only two and a half of them really wanted to solve supernatural events and help the common people.

Zhou Zheng and Li Jun count as one, and Yang Jian himself counts as half!
"Yang Jian, do you also believe in ghosts?"

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

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, the important thing is to remember all his words, and it can save lives at critical times!"

Yang Jian looked out the window warily.

The scary old man may appear at any time, and he must be prepared in advance.

"Only ghosts can deal with ghosts."

Zhou Zheng wrote the second sentence.

Seeing these words, Yang Jian's eyes suddenly became gloomy.

Ghosts can indeed deal with ghosts.

But controlling the ghost is a dead end.

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

People are not like people, and ghosts are not like ghosts; you can't live, 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 people who heard it were creepy.

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

"Other than that, there is no way to survive!"

"Don't take chances, the horror of that thing is far beyond your imagination!"

(End of this chapter)