Resurgence of Terror: Three Burials of Poor Monks, Funeral Burials

A guiding ghost who obviously does not have a powerful aura.

The arm on the shoulder was as hard as fairy gold, making it impossible for him to break free!

"3."

"2."

"1."

The smile on the corner of the guide's mouth almost reached the ears.

As his final countdown ends.

Heisha, who was still struggling desperately, suddenly felt a deadly threat!

"Death to me!!!"

Heisha yelled angrily, and suddenly pulled out a strange instrument from behind with one hand.

It is covered with dense pinholes.

There was a mechanical sound of "click".

call out!

call out!

Dozens of long and thin silver needles shot out from the instrument in an instant!

at close range.

The guide had no time to dodge.

In an instant.

The ghostly body of the guide ghost was pierced by the powerful silver needle!

"Rotten soul needle."

Among the crowd, someone with sharp eyes instantly recognized the method Heisha used.

This is a vicious hidden weapon specially made for souls.

Existence below the fusion realm.

Once shot, within seconds, the soul decays and withers.

It can be said that the gods are hard to save!

Obviously, for this trip to Qingming High School.

Heisha has also made sufficient preparations, and has in his hands an unknown number of things specifically aimed at ghosts.

however.

"how can that be..."

A desperate and horrified voice came out of Heisha's mouth.

......

Chapter 249 Stand still and don't move

"Under the protection of the power of rules, no matter how strong the ghosts are, they can avoid all the damage caused by newcomers."

Along the corridor on the fourth floor.

Tang Sanzan looked at the scene below and judged silently.

"Rotten soul needle, this is a good thing! What a pity, what a pity..."

On one side, the little Taoist priest Cangyue pouted, with a look of regret on his face.

But... Tang Sanzun looked at his wandering little eyes.

Guessing in my heart, this little Taoist priest should take advantage of those guys after they leave.

Go secretly and pick up those rotting soul needles that were shot somewhere, shall we?

Hmm... look at the appearance of little Taoist priest Cangyue who is a money fan.

Tang San Zan always felt that this was very possible!

below.

Everyone's eyes were filled with incomprehension.

Especially that Heisha.

The whole person struggled crazily.

However, his cultivation was suppressed by the rules, leaving only his physical strength.

Face the drainage ghost who has been sheltered by the rules.

He had absolutely no power to fight back.

"In Qingming High School, wantonly attacking the staff, Jie Jie Jie..."

"die!"

The drainage ghost looked very proud and gave a low drink.

hum! ! !

Invisible power instantly poured into Heisha's body.

His body immediately swelled up like a balloon that was continuously inflated.

next second.

Snapped! ! !

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the pungent smell made everyone present frown.

There are people who can't dodge in time, stained with a little scarlet.

at the same time.

A ghost, mixed with golden luck that ordinary people can't understand.

Intaked into the air by an invisible force, it disappeared.

The guide turned around, covered in bright red, and looked at everyone with a sly smile: "Is there anyone else who wants to ask me for news?"

quiet!

Deathly quiet!

After experiencing Heisha's early bird.

The rest of the newbies no longer dared to make any rash moves.

but...

"Oh, right!" The guide seemed to have suddenly remembered something, "There are some newcomers who arrived a day ago, and among them, someone took away the identity of an acting teacher."

"By the way, I will send you a free message. The identities between each other can be replaced."

"This kind of replacement only needs to... kill the other party."

The voice fell.

The ghostly figure of the guide floated away.

After successfully inducing and killing one person.

The power of rules blessed on him seems to have also been strengthened by one point.

Staying any longer would naturally not let these people continue to be fooled, and the Guide Ghost would naturally have no need to stay.

But... before I leave.

It would never have thought of the few words it said on purpose.

It will cause it to be killed for the first time in Qingming High School!

Corridor on the fourth floor of the teaching building.

Tang Sanzun squinted his eyes, and there was a dangerous gleam in his dark pupils.

"Deliberately embarrass me, Buddha?"

"interesting!"

"Stay where you are and don't move around. Lord Buddha, I'm going to buy two oranges and I'll be back later."

After speaking, he stepped out, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

Liu Mengyan and Su Xiaoran naturally waited obediently.

Cangyue little Taoist priest scratched his head and muttered to himself: "This...why did I seem to have seen it somewhere?"

the other side.

The guide who has already reached the staff rest area and is about to go home.

Suddenly frowned slightly.

Because... in front of it, there is a bald head exuding a living breath.

blocked its way.

The guide was slightly surprised, and immediately reacted: "You are the guy who entered Qingming High School in advance?"

Tang Sanzan smiled slightly and said: "If the answer is correct, I will reward you for your soul flying away."

The guide's expression changed, but soon his expression became disdainful.

Dazed?

It doesn't know how many years it has not heard this word.

But all the ghosts that fell into Qingming High School.

Death... has always been an extremely distant word.

Can be next.

quickly!

The guide ghost has a new understanding of the concept of death!

"how can that be?!"

From its mouth, the line that was almost the same as that of Heisha just now came out.

The same tone, all so confused.

Unfortunately.

Tang Sanzan didn't intend to give it too much time to think.

The golden Buddha's light turned into a giant palm and patted lightly.

The body of the guide ghost immediately dissipated between the sky and the earth like snow melting.

A revenge is not a gentleman.

Tang Sanzan has always followed the idea of ​​revenge not overnight.

This little ghost dares to plot against him.

Then Tang Sanzan naturally didn't mind, let him experience the feeling of death again.

Hmm... just maybe a billion points too fast.

The guide didn't have much time to react, so he burped.

After revenge on the spot.

The figure of Tang Sanzan reappeared in the corridor on the fourth floor of the teaching building.

Seeing this, Liu Mengyan and Su Xiaoran immediately surrounded them.

"solved?"