The Phantom of High School: A Different Kind of Gifted Student

Chapter 141 Return to the Emperor 1
"Master Zheng Kai, why do we have to catch ghosts? You, I'm not a mage, I'm just a high school student who loves to read novels~~ Hurry up and go back." Qian Xiaotong was trembling, holding Zheng Kai's hand tightly. The arm does not let go.I'm afraid that as soon as I let go, there will be ghosts and ghosts coming from nowhere with white ghost claws floating over.

Zheng Kai's arm hurt from being pinched by Qian Xiaotong's fingernails. He frowned and patted the little girl's head with his palm: "Liberal arts students are hypocritical, and you can see the hell in a flower." The vicissitudes of life in the world reincarnate in four seasons, and a tree-lined road with broken street lights can be fabricated out of thin air to write about ghosts and ghosts. Even if there are ghosts in this world, they are probably just people doing some sneaky things under the name of haunting."

As a dignified science student, No. 1 in Special Class A of China No. 13 Middle School, physical chemistry helped him see through the mysteries of matter in the world, and Zheng Kai was naturally courageous.What's more, there seemed to be a change outside the study room on the [-]th last night, and he chased the lurking shadow all the way to this road.Li Yunfeng took people to support Henan tonight, and Zheng Kai just dragged Qian Xiaotong to remove the ghost's mask.

"Great God~ I heard from my classmates that a girl died on this road before~ Could it be that this girl turned into a ghost with her eyes closed, and she hasn't had Mengpo soup yet..."

Don't blame Qian Xiaotong's wild imagination, this road has been haunted these days.

It caused panic in several female dormitory buildings nearby. It is said that whoever saw a woman in white clothes with half a grimace here, and so-and-so walked in the middle of the night and encountered a ghost hitting the wall, and whoever heard a strange child crying .In short, there are all kinds of strange things.The neighborhood is full of dormitories for girls with a strong atmosphere. Since ancient times, women's imaginations have been endless and open up, and they can think of anything.

What's even more strange is that during the day, the headmaster personally ordered the repair of several street lamps here. As a result, the sky was darkened with a splash of ink, and the street lamps flicked on a few times, and then they went on strike and went out.It seems that there are some non-human factors controlling this path, and as a result, the rumors have intensified and become more intense.

"If you're afraid, hug me tightly. I have a strong yang energy and I specialize in subduing ghosts." Zheng Kai looked at Qian Xiaotong's round face through the light of his mobile phone, pretending to be kind.

After finishing speaking, Qian Xiaotong hurriedly hugged Zheng Kai's waist tightly as if he was granted amnesty, and would not let go.The autumn night was cold, and the little girl wore thick clothes. From a distance, it looked like a ball stuck to a person, which was extremely weird.

Facing the red city night sky not far away, Zheng Kai smiled.

The leaves of the sycamore trees are sparse, and the paths are deserted.The two of them walked back and forth a few times along the one-mile path, except for the penetrating chill and the occasional wind that blew the leaves, there were not necessarily any moths appearing.Seeing that it was almost three o'clock in the middle of the night, Zheng Kai felt a little sleepy, so he simply dragged Qian Xiaotong out of this place.

It won't be too late when the sorcerer from Henan comes back to catch ghosts. Why is Zheng Kai so worried about the Pacific Ocean?

When the two were about to leave, the grass on the side of the road was rustling, and suddenly there was a miserable cry of a child...
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A clear sky, a special ward.

Aunt Mu Chunxiang, who turned into a Tang monk, chattered non-stop, and Cang Yue's brows became more and more wrinkled.

"I said boss, I am concerned about your health. Who will pay me when you die?" Seeing Cang Yue's drowsy look, Mu Chunxiang felt angry.

　not used to.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)