I, the lord of ghost stories

"What an ugly soul."

Sifeng Yuanyou's eyes were gloomy, and seeing the corrupted and polluted soul, he couldn't help taking a few steps back.

This woman exudes the smell of rotten eggs from the inside out...

It's the smell of sin, and it's also the smell of life's corruption... mixed together, it smells like the fermentation of a trash can in summer.

As the god of cleanliness, Yuu Sifeng hates this kind of rotten human being the most.

Compared with the external appearance, the inner essence is more valued by Weishen...

Because mortals can only see the surface, but gods can judge the breath and know the more essential attributes

Looking at the classroom again, there is a trace of gray air permeating the air, with a disgusting sense of discomfort.

"In this classroom, there are too many smells that I hate... There are many sinners."

Looking at it at a glance, the sources of the most gray air are the ones that are most excited at this time.

"There are still a few of my clubs..."

Sifengyuan's leisurely eyes were clear and unmistakable, and he saw a faint fluorescence that belonged to him.

This is not surprising, at least in this city, there are quite a few people who believe in Sifenginyu.

"Even so, a sin is a sin, and taking one's life is a felony."

The dead Gugou Kannai was also a member of Yuu Sifengin during his lifetime.

……

The roof, the locked roof, and the rusty iron gate were roughly pulled open at this time.

"You are indeed here."

The corners of Teacher Lishui's lips curled up into a pure and pleasant smile. Under the narrow lavender hip-covering skirt, a pair of long legs wrapped in black silk were well-proportioned and slender.

"Da da", "da da"...

She stepped on her high heels and made a hard sound on the cracked concrete floor.

In that rhythmic voice, gradually approaching.

With a "boom", he closed the door on the top floor with his backhand, pressing down the hair that was blown wildly by the strong wind.

After that, she flicked her hair, smiled gracefully, and looked at Maiko who was squatting in front of the railing, as if she was looking at a stupid little rabbit.

"Ah, what a child...it's so easy to understand."

"You are too good at hiding, although it will be easier for me to find it this way!"

Maiko hugged her schoolbag in her arms and squatted on the ground with her back against the railing.

Her expression was downcast, and there were crystal clear tears rolling down her eyes.

The cloudy sky looked heavy and drooping, and the cold wind blowing across the roof of the school building felt like your ears were freezing.

Not long after staying here, she was already shivering from the cold.

The roof is full of debris and construction waste, the ground is covered with yellow sand and rough concrete, surrounded by rusty railings.

No one should have come up here.

"Why, it's useless not to talk, do you want to bow to me, teacher?"

"As long as you obediently admit your mistakes, Teacher, I will understand you leniently on behalf of my classmates... After all, you are just jealous..."

Maiko wiped away the tears with the back of her hand while trembling.

She stared at the teacher engrossed, but the teacher became more and more amused. Those beautiful eyes seemed to be shining with the brilliance of seeing a rare animal.

"I like to run to high places whenever I have troubles. It's really strange that you have something in common."

Maiko felt his blood start to surge.

Teacher Lishui has no right to belittle Chanel like this after her death!

"The questionnaire given to Kana's parents... is the teacher who wrote my name on it, right?"

Her voice was trembling, it was suppressed anger, brought out involuntarily.

"What do you think? Teacher, I don't know."

"The teacher made up the lies about me bullying Chanel, is it all to cover up what I have done?"

"Oh, what are you talking about?"

Elegant and calm woman, the temperament that belongs to the elite in the workplace can be seen at a glance.

"Xiao Zhenyi, you are slandering me, teacher, I think that since you are still young, I won't care about you..."

"I want to tell everything I know, including the teacher breaking my phone, deleting Chanel's text messages, secretly tampering with the questionnaire... I will tell everything!

If people at school don't listen to me, I'm going to tell the police or a reporter that I will never give up until someone believes me! "

"Do whatever you like, and show me if you can."

Teacher Shuishui smiled faintly.

If this smile was in the past, it would only make people feel elegant and beautiful, but in front of Maiko who knows her true face, she just feels very embarrassed.

"No one will believe you anyway."

Maiko held on to her schoolbag in the strong wind.

"You are not worthy to be a teacher!"

"Oh, Xiao Zhen made the teacher laugh with his son's words..."

Teacher Lishui covered his lips and smiled softly:

"In the end, what do you think of the teacher?"

"Although it is said in the propaganda that teachers teach and educate people, they are sacred...but only children like you will believe it."

She always had a smile on her face.

"Teaching is just a profession, and teachers are just people."

"It is no different from other professions, there is no so-called sanctity... I teach, and all I count on is a stable income, annual vacations, and a relatively decent status."

Her voice was light, with a bit of intellectuality, it was the voice that Maiko liked very much.

"But a child like you won't understand... why am I telling you this?"

"Okay, the teacher doesn't want to make things big, if you jump off too, it will be difficult."

"Admit your mistake and let this matter go... This matter has nothing to do with you. You are ignorant. If you insist on pursuing it, the teacher has no choice but to do so."

"Actually, the teacher liked you very much. Seeing you is like seeing the original me."

Teacher Lishui's smile finally disappeared here, and she was expressionless and stern.

"You are still young, you don't understand, teacher, I can't bear this crime no matter what..."

"I had a hard time getting the job."

Speaking of this, Teacher Lishui's face was covered with a haze.

"As a woman, I have always been excluded in the workplace. Even if I do a good job, there will be a bunch of people who will pick me on... For this reason, I must not allow any stains."

After a pause, Teacher Shui squatted down, and met Maiko's gaze straightly:

"You don't understand now, but after you have worked for a long time, you will understand the teacher's difficulties now."

"Don't blame me, I don't want this either."

"...I didn't expect her to die."

Chapter 240 Second Special Lesson

"I don't understand that, I just want to know, why? Why is it Chanel? Why are you bullying Chanel?"

"Oh, don't blame me casually, the teacher has never done anything."

"Didn't the teacher know that there was a bullying incident in the club, but pretended not to know?"

"If you want to say that, Guan Chuan-san, you are the same too."

Teacher Shishui stood up and took a step forward, and Maiko unconsciously pressed her back against the cold railing.

"What did you say in the text message you sent her? 'You are too sensitive', 'You think too much', what else... Gugou-student is really pitiful, a good friend who came to discuss I don’t even believe in myself.”

The teacher's provocative words hit the nail on the head, piercing Zhen Yizi's heart.

"You think, who will believe what you say?"

The seat where she was covered with a white cloth and placed a vase appeared again in Maiko's mind.

She also thought of Chana's mother's crying and scolding, the phone that kept ringing, and the indifferent eyes that the classmates who still talked and laughed with her until yesterday showed her today.

"The teacher really didn't do anything. How could I bully Gugou? On the contrary, I even praised her."

In the teacher's elegant smile, there is a profound meaning that Zhen Yizi can't understand.

"...Praise...what does that mean?"

Her heart was pounding, and Maiko had a premonition that she might be about to hear the truth.

"Just like the literal meaning, I just praised her..."

The teacher's calm words seemed a little low in the wind.

"Gugou's mother seems to have taught vocal music in college before, and Gugou is also very good at singing."

"After the autumn chorus competition in my club, the third-grade students quit the club because they had to prepare for the entrance exam, and the second-grade students continued to lead.

The president and the following cadres were all recommended by members of the club. However, Gugou, who joined the club halfway through, obviously sang very well, but was not selected. "

The teacher's tone was cheerful, as if he was narrating some pleasant memories.

"So the teacher told all the members how Gugou could sing;

She said how brilliant her solo singing is, and said that the singing voices of the president, vice president, and group leader were all bad, and told them to accept the guidance of Gugou classmate in front of everyone. "

It is because of this that Chanel will cause public outrage, right?

"Then it was simple, she was disliked, isolated, silently annoyed, and ended up jumping off the apartment herself.

So, the teacher really "didn't do anything"~"

This vile woman, until this time, still has no guilt.

It seems that a human life is not even as important as her position in her eyes.

Zhen Yizi was deeply shocked.

In the tightly clenched hands, the nails dug into the palm subconsciously, and little drops of blood oozed out.

This vile woman obviously saw it, and continued to add fuel and vinegar in a particularly annoying and relaxed tone, provoking Maiko's emotions:

"However, Guan Chuan, if you have the opportunity to lead a group when you grow up, you should be able to understand it. It is not easy for the group to unite as one.

So there are certain sacrifices that have to be made for a group. "

"……sacrifice?"

Maiko bit her lower lip tightly, staring fixedly at the woman who was still smiling.

"Just relying on getting along well, there is no way to condense the centripetal force of a group.

If everyone cannot work together, there is no way to exert their strength.

Everyone will still put themselves first, just like a plate of loose sand.

That's why the teacher specially set an obvious "goal" for everyone. "

"An enemy who can bring everyone together."

Teacher Lishui smiled, looking very proud.

"You know what? When we fight the same enemy together, there is a kind of camaraderie between us;

Perhaps it can be called "sibling consciousness". By sharing emotions such as disgust and jealousy, the group will become stronger. "