Tangning was stunned. "Are you kidding me?"
Jikong explained: "Ordinary monks in the temple are required to have a bachelor's degree. If you want to be a manager, you need a master's degree from the Buddhist Academy. If you want to become a host, you must have a doctorate degree."
Jikong has high ambitions, he is striving for the lowest level of management, that's why he said that Buddha only saves monks who are good at studying.
Zhou Kang smiled bitterly and said, "I was originally thinking about whether I should convert to Buddhism with Master Jikong."
Jiang Mianmian, who was holding the legs of her glasses, also gave a bitter smile, but the person she was looking at was not Master Jikong, but the people sitting around in the classroom.
Tang Ning also followed. Everything seemed normal, but some of them looked familiar. Could it be that they were the ones who grew up with them
"There are some things in the classroom that I have encountered in the previous B-level books." Jiang Mianmian sighed.
After hearing Jiang Mianmian's words, Tangning suddenly realized where the familiar feeling came from.
He had seen the gang in the ghost school copy!
However, it has been a while since the ghost school and now, so Tang Ning couldn't react immediately.
"Some of them are also familiar faces from the B-level dungeon." Tang Ning couldn't tell how many of them were NPCs from the ghost school. His memory was already fuzzy.
"So, I recognized an acquaintance." Zhou Kang said slowly, staring at a teacher passing by in the corridor, "But this acquaintance is from the A-level class."
Si Tai was a little confused. He looked around and saw that those people had stopped communicating at some point and were turning to them silently one by one.
Li Haoyuan looked around and said cautiously, "I don't think I know anyone."
Except for the two newcomers, almost all the old players present had gathered a bunch of ghosts in the copy. Perhaps it was the presence of the old players that attracted something.
Is it the advantage of being a newcomer
"Master Jikong, what about you?" Tang Ning Jikong was silent for a long time, and couldn't help but feel a little lucky. Maybe in one round, he just needed to randomly draw three ghosts that players would encounter, and not all old players would attract ghosts.
"There are no old acquaintances of mine in this class." Jikong looked towards the window on the left. Opposite was another teaching building. That teaching building and the classroom on the same floor as Tang Ning's were filled with densely packed students.
Jikong said calmly: "All my old acquaintances are there."
Tangning: “!!!” How could you be so calm and say such horrible words?!
"Those old acquaintances will use various means to steal the bodies of living people and impersonate the identities of living people." Jiang Mianmian frowned and said, "They have many methods, and I don't know which one they will use."
Zhou Kang said quickly: "That evil teacher doesn't like people who disrupt classroom discipline. Everyone must abide by the rules she sets in class!"
Tang Ning was well protected by Qi Yun in the ghost school copy. He didn't know much about the abilities of his ghosts and couldn't tell for a while. However, everyone didn't have time to continue exchanging information because the teacher holding a stack of papers pushed open the door and walked into the classroom with an expressionless face.
It was wearing a long white skirt that dragged on the ground and had sleeves that reached its wrists. When it walked, the hem of the skirt didn't even move, and it didn't look like a person walking.
"Everyone, the teacher will not have any classes in the last three days. You should study on your own. If you have any questions, just come up and ask. Don't whisper to each other and disturb other students." The teacher sat in front of the desk, his eyes fixed in the direction of Tang Ning, preventing the players next to Tang Ning from exchanging information.
Tang Ning currently only knew that his old acquaintances in the ghost school copy were dead, but he was not quite sure what abilities those things had, because he had always been well protected by Qi Yun in the ghost school copy.
Tang Ning turned around and looked at Xie Yunting. Xie Yunting and he were at the same table, but there was still a half-meter distance between their two tables. In the class, every table was separated from its neighbor.
Tang Ning and Xie Yunting bent down and put their heads next to the drawer. He pulled out a set of test papers from his schoolbag, and then took out a pen. It seemed that he was now concentrating on doing the questions without distraction, as if he was not aware of his current situation at all.
However, before picking up the pen, Xie Yunting turned his head and met Tang Ning's eyes with his calm eyes. He pointed to a drawer and stood up to remind Tang Ning to do the homework.
Tang Ning was so nervous that he couldn't concentrate on doing the questions.
It wasn't just Tang Ning. The other players were the same. Although they gradually took out their homework or books from their drawers and pretended to study hard, their minds were not on studying. They all looked around with tense nerves, guarding against the crisis that could come at any time.
"Bang." Xie Yunting tapped the table with his slender fingers, his cold eyes still staring at Tangning.
At the podium, the teacher heard the sound and looked towards Xie Yunting who made the noise.
Xie Yunting lowered his eyes to the test paper, holding a pen in one hand and tapping the table with the other hand in a slightly annoyed manner. He seemed to be tapping the table unconsciously while doing the test.
But Tang Ning knew that Xie Yunting was staring at him knocking on the table at the beginning, and he definitely didn't knock on the table because he couldn't solve the problem.
Perhaps Xie Yunting was not signaling him to take the test paper, but reminding him... the table
Tang Ning bent down tentatively and slowly looked into the drawer. He first looked at his schoolbag. Tang Ning opened the bag and found it was full of homework and textbooks. There was nothing special.
Tang Ning followed Xie Yunting's example and pulled out a test paper from his schoolbag. He raised his head and placed the test paper on the table. When he looked up again, Xie Yunting's fingers were still tapping the table very rapidly.
At this time, Xie Yunting simply used his other hand to pull out the schoolbag from the drawer and placed it on his thigh. At this moment, Tangning walked past from the side and Xie Yunting's drawer was empty.
Is it a drawer
Tang Ning also took out his schoolbag. He bent over again, tilted his neck to the side, and put his eyes in front of the drawer.
The drawer was empty and a little dark inside, and at first glance there was nothing in it.
No.
Tangning blinked and saw a face on the side of the drawer.
It seemed to be a human face, with pale skin, dark eyes and hair, and the shadow hidden in the drawer was unclear.
Under Tang Ning's gaze, the face slowly moved out by itself. It moved silently and if Xie Yunting hadn't reminded it, it could have slipped out of the drawer right under Tang Ning's nose.
Tang Ning's breathing paused slightly.
As it gradually moved outward, part of its appearance was exposed to the light.
Tang Ning found that it would be more appropriate to describe it as a black and white portrait.
It was a black and white photo with Tang Ning's face printed on it!
The Tang Ning in the portrait was filled with resentment, which made the real Tang Ning's scalp tingle for a moment, and he just wanted to get away from that thing that kept moving out.
He quickly turned his head and cast a pleading look at Xie Yunting beside him, his breathing becoming disordered and rapid.
However, the first thing Tang Ning saw was the face of the Ghost Teacher.
The teacher came up from the podium at some point and squatted beside Tangning's seat. He raised his head and a strange smile appeared on his cold face. "Sir, why do you keep looking at someone else during self-study?"
Fear swept through Tang Ning's body like an electric shock. Every hair on his body stood up. Tang Ning tried to protect himself at this moment. He took out the golden spell talisman from his space ring with his left hand, and a cluster of pale soul fire burst out from his right hand. His whole face turned pale.
The teacher who was still smiling in the last second froze in expression. The portrait that was about to escape from the drawer met the flickering fire of the soul. He hesitated for a moment and silently retreated with his two small square corners.
"... Don't look around while you're studying." The teacher slowly stood up from beside Tang Ning and moved away from his seat. His verbal warning to Tang Ning was like thunder with little impact.
Tang Ning couldn't relax. He lowered his head and looked nervously at the portrait in the drawer.
When looking at the portrait, the soul fire in Tang Ning's palm was still not extinguished, and even became a little bigger.
In the pale firelight, the corners of the portrait in the drawer were curled up like a mimosa, and it looked very nervous and uneasy, with none of the arrogance it had when it was first seen.
Tang Ning's condition wasn't that good. The Princess and the Pea's delicate body made him feel a buzzing in his head right after he used the Soul Fire. It was as if he had been up all night for two days and nights and his kidneys were very weak.
After seeing what was happening around Tang Ning, the players who had been sitting in a circle around him all took out their backpacks and looked for the fleeing friends.
Si Tai took out a pen, drew a circle in the drawer, and placed the portrait inside the circle.
Jikong clasped his hands together and opened and closed his mouth silently towards the portrait, perhaps he was reciting scriptures.
Jiang Mianmian took off her glasses, and as the photo took a few steps, the two legs of her glasses moved flexibly, constantly blocking the photo's way. She even predicted the route the photo would escape and blocked it in advance.
Zhou Kang took out a talisman and pasted it on his own photo.
Li Haoyuan simply and roughly pressed the portrait with his hand. He had no other way to deal with it, so he could only try the most direct method. The good news was that he did press the portrait, but the bad news was that the face on the portrait suddenly opened its mouth and bit Li Haoyuan's fingers frantically.
The flesh was torn apart, and blood dripped onto the black and white portrait, quickly coloring the portrait like paint. Li Haoyuan in the portrait suddenly had a more ferocious aura.
not good!
The photo of Tang Ning was gnawing at Li Haoyuan's fingers frantically, and in an instant, Li Haoyuan's hands were reduced to bones.
At this moment, there were bursts of knocking sounds outside the classroom window.
Tangning looked up and saw countless pale hands banging on the windows desperately. Those hands could break the glass at any time.
Jikong, who was reciting scriptures, stopped and looked out the window. There were a group of his old acquaintances.
Tang Ning took out the soul-calming bell from his space ring. He rang it, and the quiet and ethereal sound of the bell echoed throughout the classroom. He returned the portrait that had been gnawing at Li Haoyuan back to the drawer, and the hands outside the window also retreated one by one.
The strong feeling of dizziness made Tang Ning's eyes go black. After using the Soul Fire and the Soul-Calming Bell continuously, his physical body could no longer bear it. He felt that his brain was like a ball of paste. If more ghosts attacked later, he could only use the Golden Light Spell.
"Tangning," the evil teacher's voice came from the podium, "Come over here."
It took out a test paper and seemed to be explaining the questions to Tang Ning.
Tang Ning was a little overwhelmed for a moment. If he went upstairs now, the portrait in the drawer would be left unattended.
Although I don’t know what the portrait is used for, it is obvious that letting it run away from the drawer is definitely not a good thing.
Could you please ask Xie Yunting
Tang Ning looked towards Xie Yunting, only to see that Xie Yunting was holding a pen in one hand and pressing the other hand on the table. Veins were bulging on his palm. Looking closely, he could see that Xie Yunting's hand was trembling slightly. Not only was Xie Yunting's hand trembling, but the entire table was vibrating imperceptibly.
There is something in the drawer that is competing with Xie Yunting!
Tangning could sense Xie Yunting's effort. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and his eyes were fixed on the table where the test paper was spread.
A breeze blew by, blowing up Xie Yunting's thin test paper.
Tang Ning's pupils shrank because there were three talismans neatly stuck on his test paper!
Those talismans were all pasted by Xie Yunting, and the aura emanating from each one was no less than that of the Golden Light Spell Talisman that Tang Ning treasured!
All three talismans were pasted up, but the thing in the drawer could still resist? !
All the weird people in the class were looking at Xie Yunting who was struggling with the table. Logically speaking, the ghosts that Jikong had just provoked had broken through the distance barrier and almost broke into the classroom, and the ghosts in the class that were closer to the players should also start to move.
But since the class started, they have been sitting quietly in their seats, watching the game between Xie Yunting and the thing in the drawer.
Tang Ning had no idea what was in Xie Yunting's drawer, but that thing that caused Xie Yunting so much trouble might be more dangerous than everything else in the classroom combined if it was released.
We cannot let Xie Yunting be distracted now, otherwise the situation that has finally been stabilized will get out of control again.
Tang Ning gritted his teeth and took out the Golden Light Mantra talisman. He now had three choices. One was to use the Golden Light Mantra talisman to post a picture of his teacher, one was to post a photo of his teacher, and the other was to give the talisman to Xie Yunting to help him deal with the things in the drawer.
If he chose to stick the things in Xie Yunting's drawer, the worst situation would be that even with an extra talisman, he would not be able to suppress that thing, and it would give the ghost teacher on the podium a reason to attack him. The portrait in his own drawer would not be able to suppress it either. If both the ghost teacher and the portrait rushed out at that time, it might have a greater impact on Xie Yunting.
If he used the Golden Light Mantra to stick the ghost teacher, the portrait in the drawer would move out. Moreover, the ghost teacher ran very fast. Tang Ning felt that he might not be able to stick it accurately. Instead, the portrait in the drawer did not move very fast.
Tang Ning thought for a moment and directly attached the golden spell talisman on his portrait. Dazzling golden light emanated and the photo curled up into a ball.
"Tangning, come here quickly," Teacher Ghost urged.
Tang Ning stood up.
Xie Yunting raised his head with difficulty and looked at Tang Ning. One of his hands was still firmly pressing on the table, while the other hand was shaking a pen.
Pen
Tangning then picked up the pen on his desk.
Xie Yunting shook his head, still shaking the pen in his hand.
What's the meaning
Tang Ning was at a loss for a moment, but suddenly an idea flashed in his mind and he took out the Pen Fairy's pen from his space ring.
This time Xie Yunting stopped shaking his head. His eyes fell on the table again and he continued to press on it.
Tang Ning glanced at Xie Yunting worriedly, then he picked up his pen and walked towards the podium.
The ghost teacher on the podium spread out a Chinese test paper with Tangning's name on it, "You, how come you did so badly in translating classical Chinese? Translate it again."
Tangning stared at the Chinese characters and suddenly realized why Xie Yunting asked him to bring a pen. Tangning held the pen and silently said, "Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, this is your past life and this is your present life. If you are destined to be with me, please draw a circle on the paper..."
A chilling aura emanated from the pen, and Leng Tangning wanted to throw the pen away. However, this chill was much weaker than the one from the ghost.
Did the Pen Fairy consume a lot of energy and become weaker after the last copy
In one second, the pen moved on its own and drew a small circle on the test paper.
The drawing was done very neatly and quickly. Tang Ning was originally worried that the pen fairy would be as slow and do some fancy work as a ghost copy.
"Translate, translate." Teacher Ghost pointed to the translation question that Tang Ning didn't score a single point on.
The pen tip wrote the answer fluently on the paper.
The ghost teacher stared at the pen in Tang Ning's hand. Tang Ning also stared at the pen fairy with fear. He was not sure whether the pen fairy had answered correctly, but the other party's handwriting was much better than Tang Ning's. However, Tang Ning felt that this pen fairy did not seem to be the same pen fairy in the ghost copy.
"Okay, what about that question?" Teacher Ghost pointed to another question.
Tang Ning's pen fairy quickly wrote down the answer. Then, the pen fairy and the ghost teacher battled with each other, which made Tang Ning sigh with true admiration in his heart.
Good! No matter what's wrong with the pen fairy, as long as it can answer the questions, it is a good pen fairy!
All the wrong questions on Tang Ning Zhang's test paper were perfectly corrected by the Pen Fairy. At the end, the ghost teacher gritted his teeth and said, "You made so many mistakes in the exam, how come you can write them now? Pay more attention this time and don't lose points in the exam again. Okay, go ahead."
Tang Ning breathed a sigh of relief. He silently recited a spell in his mind to send away the Pen Fairy, and the cold power immediately disappeared.
Tang Ning then picked up the test paper and prepared to walk to the podium, but when he picked up the test paper, Tang Ning stopped.
His eyes fell on the seating chart on the podium table. The seating chart had been covered by Tangning's test paper. Now that it was fully exposed, Tangning saw his name at a glance.
Before his name was Si Tai's name, in front of Si Tai sat Jiang Mian Mian, to Tang Ning's left sat Zhou Kang, in front of Zhou Kang sat Ji Kong...
The arrangement of these names matches the players' current seats.
There were only two names on the seating chart that had a small problem. One was Li Haoyuan's name. The word "Yuan" in his name seemed to be covered by something black and ink-like.
At this moment, Li Haoyuan, who was sitting in the seat, was holding his fingers that were bitten by the portrait, his face was pale and sweaty.
The other name was "Xie Yunting" on the right side of Tang Ning's name.
The pollution of Xie Yunting's name was even more serious because of Li Haoyuan. Now only a vague word "Yun" was revealed among the three characters. Once the word "Yun" was swallowed up, Tang Ning couldn't imagine what would happen.
He stood on the podium table in panic, looking at Xie Yunting who was trying his best to press the table. Xie Yunting's face looked very bad, his brows were furrowed, and the table was shaking more and more violently.
What happened?! Is Xie Yunting injured?! What should he do now?!
"Why are you still standing there like an idiot?" The ghost teacher pulled out a new test paper and said calmly, "Xie Yunting, come up here."
As soon as these words came out, the air in the whole class seemed to stagnate.
Xie Yunting slowly raised his eyes, his bloodshot phoenix eyes looked coldly at Teacher Gui, just like a fighting lion locking its gaze on a provocative hyena not far away.
Under Xie Yunting's suppressed gaze, the ghost teacher found it difficult to continue to act like a teacher, but he still cleared his throat and said, "You are only one point away from a perfect score for your composition. Let me tell you where you are."
"What's wrong? Even if you are an excellent student, you can't ignore what the teacher says." Teacher Gui said so, but when facing Xie Yunting, there was always a sense of lack of confidence.
Xie Yunting's palm slowly moved away from the table.
The moment he let go, the whole table crashed to the ground with a bang. The loud noise made everyone in the class silent.
Xie Yunting took out a handkerchief from his pocket. He wiped the hand that kept pressing the table. The palm was still trembling slightly, but after no longer having to fight against the table, Xie Yunting's spirit recovered a little at this moment. His palm clenched into a fist little by little, making a sound of bones moving.
The pair of sharp phoenix eyes stared at the ghost teacher on the podium unhappily. He said word by word: "I was one point short because there was an annoying fly buzzing non-stop during the exam."
Xie Yunting threw his handkerchief on the table. "If I kill a fly, I should be able to get full marks. Am I right, teacher?"
A thick chill quickly enveloped the entire classroom. The sunlight outside the window seemed unable to penetrate the glass and shine into the classroom. Tang Ning shuddered slightly. He didn't know whether he should go to Xie Yunting, whose face had turned pale, or to the motionless table.
Without Xie Yunting's suppression, the table continued to emit an irremovable chill.
The temperature in the entire classroom was still dropping rapidly, so low that the ghosts swarming outside the window retreated in panic.
The naughty students in the classroom sat motionless in their seats, more talkative than mice seeing a cat.
The ghost teacher who was sitting at the highest seat on the podium table crouched down timidly. It was unclear whether it was afraid of Xie Yunting who was walking forward step by step, or it was afraid of the table that was suddenly shaking again!
Needless to say, all players realized at a moment that something terrible was about to be released!