Supernatural: a Poor Monk Becomes Stronger when He Crosses a Ghost

This man named Cursed Ghost Lord really sent out a big red lucky red envelope with jubilation!

Zhou Qing was still thinking about whether to order it or not. Unexpectedly, Zhao Xiaodong, who was at the same table, directly clicked on the red envelope pattern on his screen with his hand, and the word "0.89" suddenly popped up.

"Fuck!"

"We are the same!"

"The one in front of Li Hang is 0.01, which should be the smallest. I don't know what punishment will be accepted. I didn't expect that one by one, he was studying, and the red envelopes were robbed all at once!"

Zhao Xiaodong quietly pointed to a student with eyes in the third row in front of him.

"Master Cursed Ghost: Yes, all of them have been received. This round Li Hang is the youngest!"

"accept punishment."

"The punishment is - stab the teacher on the podium to death with the knife in the bag!"

In the WeChat group, a message popped up again.

At this time, there was not a single refutation message in the WeChat group.

suddenly!

All the classroom lights went dark.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa... what are you doing, Li Hang?"

An exclamation from the female teacher came from the podium.

After a few seconds, the lights came on again.

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

"Killing...killing..."

"Call the police... call the police..."

Suddenly, the entire classroom was in chaos.

On the podium, Li Hang's face was hideous.Holding a knife in his hand, he was constantly poking at the teacher's body.

A stream of bright red blood kept spurting out.

The female teacher stared at the back of the classroom blankly.

Apparently dead!

"Jie Jie..."

At this moment, there was an eerie laughter from the entire classroom.

"Not bad! The first punishment has been completed, let's go to the second round... Everyone has to grab it, if you don't grab it... Hehe, you have to get skinned!"

"Ding……"

Zhou Qing was sitting on the back seat, her legs were shaking, and just as the terrifying sound fell, the phone screen lit up.

In the group of grabbing red envelopes, the person named Cursed Ghost Lord sent out a red envelope again.

The entire classroom was silent.

Everyone looked down at the red envelope on their mobile phone WeChat, and no one opened it for a long time.

At this moment, Li Hang on the podium suddenly inserted the knife in his hand straight into his neck, his hands suddenly exerted force, and a stream of blood splattered into the middle of the classroom.

"If he doesn't grab it, he'll end up!"

The terrifying voice in the classroom sounded again.

Zhou Qing's fingers kept shaking, and she slowly opened the red envelope in WeChat.

"0.65"

Looking at the numbers in front of him, he could not help but let out a sigh of relief.

"Jie Jie... The one with the smallest red envelope this time is Han Xiaoling."

"Punishment is - dissecting it in public!"

The moment when the gloomy words sounded in the classroom.

Zhou Qing saw a long-haired girl sitting two rows in front of her, stood up stiffly, and came to the podium step by step.

I saw her reaching out and pushing the tragically dead female teacher aside.

He began to slowly unbutton the school uniform.

Soon a piece of clothing was thrown aside.

At this time, everyone in the classroom was staring at Han Xiaoling, who was naked in front of the podium.

Not a stare with color.

Everyone was horrified and trembling all over.

Because, Han Xiaoling on the podium actually used a knife to open her belly, and her hands slowly stretched the flesh.

Immediately, one after another organ was pulled out of her stomach and placed neatly on the lecture table.