The pitch-black ghost almost cried, she didn't bully the ghost like that, and let her swallow the potato chips anyway—
It was too late to speak, and the pitch-black ghost simply opened his mouth and put a mouthful of potato chips in his mouth, looking at the two with his cheeks puffed up.
The meaning is obvious, to be a full-fledged ghost when you die.
Then it's all like this, and Zhu Yang naturally wasn't polite to it, and he and his younger brother flanked the pitch-black ghost in seconds.
The pitch-black ghost started to cry, but this cry was more of a pity than fear.
A pair of eyes, which were very large because of the dark face, stared at the fried rice and snacks in front of him.
A pair of you and I are close at hand, but I can't bring you to my stomach. It's my useless and incompetent posture.
Zhu Yang's brain hurts because of her crying. This is the most bizarre ghost she has ever seen. Even if the other ghosts are not too aggressive, they always have the obsession of a confidant or a desire for liberation.
Even the water ghost thought about pulling her into the water as a back pad, but this guy—
Just like a little mouse, staring at food, drink and enjoyment all day long, a ghost can live, and his desire for material things is much more urgent than that of people.
The dean and the dormitory are not greedy enough, and they don't know that they are dead, but this guy is not the same thing.
From the day they came to face each other, they hadn't done anything serious.
Zhu Yang slapped it on the head: "Cry a fart, you can't starve to death, steal the kitchen every day and not get enough food, right? You don't have enough food."
When they first came up, Zhao Shu and the others also said that the leftovers every night would be less the next morning. At first, they thought that some students were hungry and came down to eat supper.
But when I think about it, it's not right. These two days, the students are making supper at night, and they go back to the dormitory after ten o'clock after eating and drinking. How can they wake up from hunger in the middle of the night after eating so full
The pitch-black ghost didn't refute: "Then it's cold when I eat, how can it be delicious when it's just hot? I've been starving to death, and I won't feel full when I eat."
Zhu Yang has never seen such a magnanimous ghost, but for a while, he felt that he was serious about fighting with this guy. Is he too boring
Zhu Weixin has seen the few ghosts. When dealing with this dark ghost in the first two sessions, they were busy with other things in a hurry.
This time, after a closer look, I found something different.
He suddenly excitedly said to his sister, "Sister, do you think it looks like Xiao Hei?"
"I saw a dark mass at the beginning. I thought it was a dead ghost that was burned to death, but it wasn't. You see, its skin is all black, and it is necessary to shave its head. It is everyone's childhood shadow, Xiao Hei. classmate."
After he finished speaking, he broke people's heads and showed them to Zhu Yang: "Sister, look, this black skin, how black and textured?"
"It's not the black kind, it's like jade is soaked in ink, not to mention it's pretty."
The pitch-black ghost looked at Zhu Weixin, who had just become a dog, but when he heard the praise from the handsome little brother, he immediately swayed.
Two blushes could be faintly seen on his dark face.
Zhu Yang wondered if she was getting a little old, and sure enough, her peers seemed to be able to communicate better.
But she also sold her younger brother neatly: "Okay, isn't it just food? As long as you cooperate honestly, it's hard to tell if you are full, but if you want to eat what they can make, you can order it. You can also match it with meals. How about eating with a handsome face? It's not a loss, right?"
The dark ghost glanced at the fragrant fried rice, all kinds of tempting snacks, and Zhu Weixin's face.
He nodded fiercely: "In!"
As a result, Liu Zhi and Zhao Shu, who were already busy, got another call and ordered more than a dozen dishes.
People also made a special note, do not use a plate, use a basin!
Zhao Shu only blamed himself for asking one more question at the time: "Sister, didn't you bring something up? Could it be that it's not enough to invite ghosts to the room to have a food party?"
Zhu Yang said as if nothing had happened: "Yes, the ghosts also praised you for your delicious cooking, the fried ham rice is fragrant and delicious, the rice is chewy, and I want to eat a second bite without swallowing it, saying that I want to see you. Where's the chef?"
Zhao Shu was so frightened: "It's not me, it's not me, Brother Liu cooks, I just wash his feet, my hands are stinky, how unsightly it is? Sister, you can eat and drink well, it's not enough Order."
Liu Zhi, who was cooking vegetables, turned his head and glared at him: "Who do you say has stinky feet?"
Zhao Shu naturally quibbled again: "Xingxingxing, you don't have stinky feet, do you want to go up and see the ghosts?"
Liu Zhi also shut up, and the two of them cooked silently, never thinking that one day they would become a ghost chef.
The pitch-black ghost was digging the fried rice while answering Zhu Yang's question—
"Me, I was too hungry that night, so I went to the kitchen to steal something to eat, but you also saw the student cafeteria, did people eat that before you came?"
"I went to the teacher's cafeteria and stole two pieces of bread, but I didn't find it after eating. But when Wan Duzi was going upstairs, he was caught by Yu Fu who was going to the toilet. The back of my classmates allows me to treat myself better."
"I was so frightened that I found a place to hide. I avoided the cabinets everywhere in the room and all the dark places in the school."
"But maybe Wang Xue's death in those two days distracted the teachers, so they didn't care about looking for me, but I didn't dare to come out. Later, when I was hiding in the utility room, I was hungry and wanted to find something to eat, but it collapsed. I was pinned down, bleeding a lot, my hands and feet hurt, I was cold and hungry, and finally I died."
The pitch-black ghost is a little down here, but one can imagine how she hid for several days in a dark place where she dared not turn on the lights, and then died desolately in a no-man's corner.
The reason why she became dark after her death and could not be seen in the dark was probably because she hid in the dark Middle East before her death.
And Wang Xue that the black ghost said was the girl who died in the dark room of the infirmary after taking the abortion pill and bleeding profusely.
The pitch-black ghost also told them: "That guy is actually trying to make his situation a little bit better. He feels that no matter what, he will get out of this hellish place alive and grow up. It's good to grow up."
"But she didn't grow up."
Here, when Zhu Yang and the others first came, the logic was right.
Although these teachers do not treat their students as human beings, after all, it is not easy to cause people to die. Wang Xue failed to have a miscarriage and turned into a corpse. The teachers were busy covering up the corpse, and there was no empty carpet to search for black ghosts.
The students had to be kept as small as possible to avoid crashing the dead.
The pitch-black ghost continued: "Later Wang Xue's ghost appeared, and he took the physics teacher and the school doctor to pieces in that small dark room. At that time, the walls were full of bloodshots and smears of flesh. I didn't know that people could be arrested. It's so disjointed."
Zhu Yang said nonchalantly: "I've seen it, and there are also jars of meat sauce that have been beaten by a wall breaker and poured into the sewer. The blood and flesh can be packed in buckets and can be used to wash the walls once, and the children don't see the fuss. ."
At the moment, the dark ghosts are drinking minced meat porridge. Liu Zhi and Zhao Shu know that they are entertaining the ghost masters, and they dare not cut corners. What if the family is not satisfied with the food and complains to them in the middle of the night
All the minced meat is fully placed, almost half of the porridge and half of the minced meat. The sticky mixture is fragrant, warm and appetizing.
But after hearing what Zhu Yang said, the pitch-black ghost always felt that the porridge in his hand was very infiltrating.
Zhu Yang asked her again: "In other words, except for you and the girl who died in the infirmary, everyone else doesn't know that they are dead, right?"
The pitch-black ghost nodded: "Yes, I think it may be the day you arrive that is the key, right? Everyone followed the steps on that day, still doing their own duty, going to work in class and going to work."
"Only I and Wang Xue died and were excluded from this reincarnation."
"Every day we look at them ignorant and stupid, and it's very tired, but we just don't know why. Wang Xue is even more unlucky than me. I can't even get out of the medical building, and if I don't go to her, she will have no one to talk to."
"Oh, by the way, she told me yesterday that two people came to bully her before, and she bald her hair as soon as she came. When she figured out that she could have a good talk at night, she was ignored again."
After hearing this, the sister and brother looked at each other, and both could see the idea of shirk their responsibilities.
The basic situation is almost understood. As for the death of other people, because the location was not in the dormitory building or the medical building, and it was daytime, the dark ghosts could not be on the bright road in other places, so I didn’t know the specific cause and effect.
The last thing they could tell them was the cause of death of the thick-haired girl.
"She was also annoyed by Qi Yuan. That day Qi Yuan asked her to go downstairs and promised that this was the last confession. No matter whether she agreed or not, she would never speak again."
"That girl was also stupid. She thought that if she refused this time, she could make a break. As soon as she refused, she was strangled to death by Qi Yuan. This person died. Could it be the last time?"
"At that time, someone went to the toilet, and Qi Yuan was busy turning the person upside down and mopping the floor with his hair. Oh, that girl likes her hair so much, she is afraid of scarring when she ties a rubber band. Fight with people."
Of course, this scene has been reincarnated many times in the eyes of the dark ghost.
Zhu Yang kept listening to her to talk about him, and finally smiled and said, "After talking about so many other people's things, how about you?"
"If a person dies in vain, the first thing to do to become a ghost after death must be to resolve their grievances. This is just like eating when you are hungry. It's instinct. What's the first thing you do?"
The pitch-black ghost's action of eating rice stopped. She had been looking at people who were greedy, stupid and not aggressive. Suddenly, a cold anger erupted from the depths. She slowly turned her head, looked at Zhu Yang, and gave Feeling visibly unhappy.
Then she saw Zhu Yang throw something on her face.
The pitch-black ghost took it off, and at first glance it was a beautiful dress, and then several lipsticks, lip glazes, and eyeshadows smashed down.
Zhu Yang said: "It's all yours."
Zhu Weixin doesn't understand his sister's brain circuit a little, this thing can be bought with a skirt and a few sets of cosmetics
If he is full of hatred, if he is asked about things he doesn't want to say, he will get angry with anything good, right
Sure enough, the pitch-black ghost put the bowl on the table heavily, grabbed the skirt with one hand, put the lipstick in the other hand, and looked up at his sister aggressively.
Just as Zhu Weixin was guarding against the ghost's sudden attack, he saw that this guy's momentum changed.
Flatteringly said: "I don't like these colors, can I change them?"
Well, Zhu Weixin admitted that it wasn't the ghost circuit that he couldn't understand, but that he couldn't understand some aspects of the girl.
Zhu Yang said generously: "It's all said, it's all yours to cooperate with you, don't you understand the meaning of all the words?"
The pitch-black ghost was instantly overjoyed, and he talked about his murder in a sketch-
"If I had the ability, I would definitely want to wipe out all the teachers here and the teachers' puppets, but if I become a ghost, I have to abide by the Basic Law, right?"
"It's just because of my fault that I hid in my life, and I can only use my skills in a dark place if I become a ghost."
"That idiot Yu Fu, if he hadn't sued me, I wouldn't have been in hiding in Tibet and finally killed. That day, the teacher was studying for self-study at night, and the teacher asked him to go to the equipment room to find something. It happened that the equipment room was dark enough, and the switch was not at the door. Behind the door."
"The idiot's design will kill him. I waited for him to touch the switch, and I slashed his fingers with the bench. At that time, I broke two of his fingers. Hahaha, he fell to the ground and screamed. I tied him up, knocked off his limbs and back like I did before I died, carved words on his face, and made him die. I told him to sue, let him be those perverted pugs, let him Step on your classmates and show off your strength."
Zhu Yang and the others laughed more and more madly and proudly when they saw the pitch-black ghost, and slapped her across the face: "Be quiet, and pay attention to the quality of the night."
"Oh!" The dark ghost returned to reality, but he was heartless, and he would never think about unhappy things aside.
Now that I am satisfied, I am amused by the beautiful dress, snacks and cosmetics that Zhu Yang gave her.
Then discuss with them: "Can I sleep here at night?"
"No!" Zhu Weixin didn't even think about rejecting it: "There are so many rooms, find them yourself."
The pitch-black ghost said, "But other rooms are not as good as this one. It's clean and fragrant, and the room is big. Don't worry, I don't sleep on the bed, I just sleep under the bed."
If Liu Zhi and the others were here, they would definitely be shocked that the sisters made such a rude request casually.
A ghost sleeps under the bed, is this trying to scare people to death or to scare people to death
But no matter how Zhu Yang and the others refused, the pitch-black ghosts had already decided that, like the dark shadowy places under the closet and bed, don't even try to stop her, even if she was kicked out, she could sneak back in secretly.
Zhu Yang knows what she is thinking, isn't it just that she got something good, so she can't wait to watch it anytime, anywhere? Just like a child.
After asking the pitch-black ghost, the students who went to self-study came back not long after, and they had a noisy dinner on the first floor before going back to their rooms to sleep.
Because the teacher can no longer control them, the whole dormitory building is talking about the door.
At this time, everything was silent, and Zhu Yang and the others had already washed up, went to bed, played with their mobile phones for a while, and were about to go to sleep.
When Zhu Yang finished watching the drama on his mobile phone, the dark ghost had to come over to watch it, saying that he hadn't seen an idol drama for a long time.
Later, Zhu Yang and his younger brother changed equipment. He played games on his mobile phone, and showed her TV on his tablet. He was still not satisfied when he saw the dark ghost at twelve o'clock.
But Zhu Yang turned off the electricity, so she had to retreat under the bed and rest.
Just as they were about to fall asleep, the three of them suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside.
No, although the sound is from far to near, the frequency of the footsteps is not like this, just like shooting a ball.
Then the voice quickly felt that it had come to Zhu Yang's door.
Zhu Yang tutted in displeasure, and before he could speak, he heard the shivering voice of the pitch-black ghost: "Sister, is there something coming in? It's scary—"
Zhu Yang was so choked by her that she felt that it was useless to say anything to these two hundred and five ghosts, and finally said: "Even if you come in, look for us first, you hide under the bed and be afraid of shit."
Hearing this, the pitch-black ghost breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, I'm hiding under the bed, and most people won't go down to look for it. What am I afraid of—"
Before he finished speaking, he turned his face to see an upside-down face beside the bed, his eyes were directly facing her, and he couldn't rest his eyes.
The pitch-black ghost snorted several times, and finally released a scream with all his strength.
"what---"
Zhu Yang hurriedly turned on the bedside lamp, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the female ghost standing upside down on the ground and the pitch-black ghost under the bed facing each other, and the pitch-black ghost was scared to death.
Zhu Yang's head hurt when she called him, he raised his hand and threw a pillow at her, and pushed a handstand-
"Roaring a hammer in the middle of the night! Both of them are ghosts, neither of them are good-looking and virtuous, and they hate each other?"
As he said that, he dragged the pitch-black ghost out of the bed and pushed it in front of the mirror: "Okay, take a look at your virtues in the mirror? If it wasn't for that guy's inconvenient posture, who could see you in the dark? Is screaming embarrassing?"
"Are you mocking people's upside-down stance? That's how you offend people with a chassis? Are you embarrassed?"
The pitch-black ghost was ridiculed and sat down on the small stool beside him.
At this moment, Zhu Weixin also got up. He pushed the upside-down ghost and said to his sister: "She can't stand up, and she will be restored like a tumbler when she is pushed down. In short, the whole person has fallen down."
The handstand ghost, that is, the girl with thick hair, said with a twisted face: "That bastard, that bastard, dare to mop the floor with my hair, mop the floor—"
The whistling was only halfway out, and Zhu Yang stomped one foot on the ground, shaking her back.
The handstand ghost choked for a while, and said aggrievedly: "I will have to walk with my head in the future. My hair is humming~ I don't know if it will be bald."
"It shouldn't be, Wang Xue was bald by them the first day, didn't he still grow back the next day?" The pitch-black ghost comforted—
"So what are you doing here? It scares me."
The handstand ghost said dissatisfiedly: "I heard your movement here, you will enjoy it, right? You have a big meal and a beautiful skirt, and I have all the cosmetics. I want it too."
The dark ghost hurriedly took the cosmetics on the table into his arms: "Why, why? I deserve it, I exchanged a lot of news."
The handstand ghost hurriedly jumped over and grabbed it. Although she couldn't stand up, she had a particularly good jumping ability. She jumped off the floor on the stool, then jumped on the table, flipping her arms and scratching with the pitch-black ghost—
"I was busy with revenge just now, otherwise this good thing will make you wrap up alone? Let go, I see a ribbon, can you give me the hair accessories, you won't need it."
The two ghosts fought for a long time for clothes, jewelry and cosmetics, and finally Zhu Yang even threw all the ghosts and things out.
Not long after he threw it out, he heard a terrified scream from downstairs.
Zhu Yang and the others had to accept their fate, and the Handstand Ghost, who had just had fun with the pitch-black ghost, let out a sneer.
But the strange thing is that the girls on the third floor didn't seem to hear such a big movement on the second floor.
They didn't respond to the pitch-black ghost's scream just now, and they could explain it with some kind of rule, but now it's the students who also forgot that they were dead.
Zhu Yang and the others went downstairs first and came to the boys' dormitory on the second floor, where they saw many people crowding around the public toilet.
Pushing aside the crowd, what I saw was the situation where the boy who killed the handstand ghost was pierced through by the mop.
The top end of the mop stick sticks out of his mouth, something that is really impossible for a human to do in reality.
This method of death was too tragic, and it scared the boys to the point where they both felt nauseous and nauseous.
Zhao Shu touched his heart with lingering fears, and when he saw Zhu Weixin, he whispered to him: "I was afraid of him coming last night, but I didn't expect it to be reported so soon, so the mop in his hand at that time was Can you kill someone?"
He got goosebumps on his arm as he said, "You said he looked at me for so long last night, would I—"
Zhu Weixin smiled: "Isn't the first thing he did when he turned into a ghost to find hemorrhoid cream? How attractive do you think he is? He loves you deeply?"
"Go, go!" Zhao Shu was disgusted.
In the end, Zhu Yang pushed everyone back to sleep, and instructed Liu Zhi and Zhao Shu to throw the bodies from the toilet window into the grass downstairs.
The two of them were dumbfounded when they heard this request: "That's it, that's it? At least move to the cellar or bury it?"
Zhu Yang looked at them and smiled: "Do you want me to have any opinion? I just find it convenient."
Of course the two were not happy. In fact, they felt panicky just touching the corpse. I also thought that this guy killed someone who was wronged by the soul.
Come on, don't care about how old the deceased was, so the two of them hummed and threw the string of roasted frogs out of the window without taking the corpse attached to the mop.
This method of death shows how much the Handstand Ghost resents how much he has to mop his beloved hair as a mop, and also makes the boy and the mop fall in love with each other.
The next morning, because someone died last night, the atmosphere was a little dignified when everyone had breakfast.
Liu Zhi and the others also simply boiled a large pot of lean meat porridge, fried some mustard, and simply steamed some steamed buns and sweet potatoes, but they didn't have that much thought.
When the big guy finished eating and went to class in the teaching building, he found a person hanging from the window sill of the infirmary on the second floor in the medical building.
The bloody eyes all over his body looked like he could no longer die. The key was that the thing hanging on his neck was not some kind of rope, bed sheet, quilt, or something, but the intestines in his belly that had been cut open.
The students were frightened and panicked. Zhao Shu, who was cleaning up the dishes and washing them, ran out when they heard the movement, and they were also taken aback.
Zhu Yang didn't sleep in this morning, and he had already left the door when he heard the movement.
The reason for the destruction of this school group has basically come out. It is nothing more than who killed who, whoever died first and turned into a ghost will kill the living people with obsession.
It's like a pitch-black ghost who died first, then turned into a ghost and killed the boy who complained. Then there was Wang Xue, who died of hemorrhage due to miscarriage. She was turned into a corpse and returned to the infirmary to kill the physics teacher who caused all this and the school doctor who helped Zhou to abuse her.
Then there was the entangled boy and the girl with thick hair. The boy confessed that he refused to kill the girl, and the girl turned into a ghost and took revenge in the same place the next night.
To talk about cause and effect, everyone in this school has their own line of involvement.
Seven people have now been identified, the black ghost and the complaining man, the mop man and the handstand ghost, the abortion woman and the physics teacher and the school doctor, the cause of death and the ins and outs of the ghosts.
Again, this script is not difficult, just because of the large number of people and the chaos in the context, and the time line was disrupted by the dog game.
Then once the player enters the game, there will also be a certain chain reaction in the depths, and it is not easy to sort the lines out of the water.
Zhu Yang and the others have already grasped the context, and it is only a matter of time before they follow the path.
She thought about it, if according to the original timeline, a girl disappeared, a girl died of miscarriage, and three students and two faculty members died mysteriously one after another.
The group of teachers headed by the dean who controls everything will definitely not think about the supernatural for the first time.
More guesses are that there are students who have poisoned hands, and everyone has to panic after so many lives.
These teachers are used to rough and violent handling methods. If they find something wrong, they will definitely beat the students and ask them to confess.
Zhu Yang is sure that this is almost inevitable.
But what happened in the middle that led to the destruction of the teacher-student group? Or who has such a big resentment to destroy so many people at once
It seems that Goubi Games watched her unscrupulously disrupt the plot and routines every time, and wanted to use this method to trip her up.
Think about it, if she starts the game and doesn't do anything, the truth will naturally be sent to her as time goes by.
But she occupied the school in less than two days, derailing things, and now it would be troublesome to follow the original direction.
Zhu Yang raised his eyebrows, showing no regrets.
He just called Xu Wei out of the group of students and told her: "From now on, don't act with the students. If you see them going in an abnormal group, don't follow them."
Xu Wei hadn't guessed the reason yet, but she knew that group activities were meaningless now, so she nodded and went with Liu Zhi and the others.
Zhu Yang took his younger brother to find the dean directly.
When they left yesterday, the school doctor ran away frantically, and the dean was still repeating the action of leaving the school with the bag of money.
Now they go there to guard, there is no trace of the dean.
Zhu Yang smiled: "It seems that this reincarnation will not go on like this forever. When it is the turn of the next plot, all the actors still have to return to their places."
So the two brothers and sisters looked for all possible places where the dean could appear.
The teacher's office, the academic affairs office, and her dormitory were not found, but the bag of money was found in the dormitory.
Zhu Yang asked her brother to take the money back, and re-exchanged the points without hesitation.
At this time, the school is in chaos, and the teachers have not been seen since early morning.
Zhu Yang ignored the students who were running around and continued to find the dean, and finally got something in the so-called closed room.
When they saw the dean, the other party was still wearing neat and neat business clothes, but at this time the clothes were messy because of the struggle, and the hair was disheveled.
The whole person sits on the electric shock chair with a distorted expression. This electric shock chair has tortured countless students. I firmly believe that this can cure their laziness, lack of self-discipline, Internet addiction, and rebellious teachers. I guess I never thought that I would die on this machine.
Zhu Yang and the others walked in and took a look. The number of electric shocks was turned on to the maximum. It seemed that no matter who did it, there was really no room for it at the time.
He kicked the dean's corpse at will, and the corpse fell down, but there was no response.
Zhu Yang was not surprised, he went straight out of the closed room and went upstairs, the direction was the classroom.
There is no sun today, there are dark clouds, and the sky is already dark, but it seems to be a little darker now.
It was obviously daytime at one or two o'clock in the afternoon, but it was like evening outside.
Zhu Yang opened the classroom door, and the curtains in the classroom were drawn, making the room even darker.
At this time, a flash of lightning struck, and the strong light from the corridor made Zhu Yang and the others discover the current situation in the classroom.
I saw dozens of ropes extending from the ceiling. This classroom was originally remodeled, and the layout was naturally different from ordinary classrooms.
The energy-saving lamps on the ceiling are inlaid horizontally and vertically, each about 60 cm, and there are several lamps in the whole classroom.
And now the rope hanging down, the formal lamp line of each lamp.
They were tied in a tight loop and hung down like nooses, with exactly one student hanging from each rope.
Densely packed and neatly spaced in groups, Zhu Yang's angle of view was just flush with their calves.
There was no wind in the house, but some corpses inevitably swayed slightly or turned around due to the ropes.
Rao is Zhu Weixin, a foolish and daring person, who was taken aback by this scene.
With such a dense number of people, even ordinary cults can't achieve such a shocking effect, right
But at this moment, he heard his sister chuckle: "As expected of extreme obsessive-compulsive disorder, even this kind of thing is so particular."
"But it seems that a few of them are turning, turning left and right for a while, why don't you try to straighten the thread in the ceiling? Otherwise, everyone is not facing one side, and your obsessive-compulsive disorder must not be forced to death. "
As soon as she finished speaking, a person appeared from the dark. It was the dean who had just seen the corpse in the confinement room.
The current expression of the dean of the teaching staff no longer has the beautiful vision of taking the money and rushing to a new life. Instead, it is staring at Zhu Yang with hatred—
"You ruined my discipline and my principles."
Zhu Yang sneered: "I didn't press my head to ask you to collect money? What? Now that you know that you can't get out, money is nothing but dung to you. Do you see that experience as a stain?"
"It's alright, I want to open it up a bit. Think about how you foolishly repeated the action of going out of school dozens of times yesterday. Do you feel that the shame of accepting bribes is not worth mentioning at all?"
"Haha! After all, stupidity is more unacceptable than greed, right?"
The dean's face was ashen, but then he gave a sneer: "To be honest, I'm quite happy to have the opportunity to teach students like you."
"After all, there are answering worms everywhere. There is no sense of accomplishment in teaching, but it is more challenging for those with strong personal consciousness."
"Let the teacher correct you!"
She said it vaguely, but Zhu Yang understood that if he died here as a game arrangement, wouldn't he really become a student here? Then forget everything related to the game, forget that you are a player, and repeat this cycle again and again with the students.
Just like water ghosts and ghost brides, if there are no new players coming and triggering various shocking clues, they will regard themselves as students here and suffer inhuman torture time and time again.
Zhu Yang said: "Although the idea of giving you money was just to make fun of you at first, but what I said at the time can't be faked. You really can't take the stage by ruling a bunch of children to gain power. "
"Since you can't stand on the stage as a human being, why do you feel that you are invincible after you become a ghost?"
"Heh! Then again, your low-level correction—let's call it correction for now. If it's really that useful, the students have undoubtedly become your tools for rounding and flattening—"
Zhu Yang's voice was elongated, and there was obvious contempt and sarcasm in his expression and tone, just like watching a trash complacent.
"With such a great ability, why did the students seize the opportunity to fight back, with snot and tears all over your face, incontinence, and a miserable death on the electric shock stand alone?"
"I'm sure that doesn't taste good, does it?"
The dean's breathing was trembling, as if Zhu Yang was referring to her most unacceptable failure: "How do you know?"
Zhu Yang rolled his eyes: "Because of the continuous death of people, people feel that their authority has been challenged, or they are still thinking of humiliating and thinking about other purposes. In short, no matter the reason, isn't it always the student who suffers?"
"Why did you show up in the shock room? Could it be that you are not punishing the students, but that you occasionally go up and cheer yourself up?"
Then Zhu Yang walked into the classroom without any fear or discomfort, and looked around the circle of hanging students' bodies.
Although this dean forced the cancer to be terminally ill, there was one corpse that was exceptionally different.
The expressions of the others are all in a trance, as if they can be cut and put in the mourning hall for photos.
And there was only one girl, the one who Xu Wei had inquired about before, because she was a thorn in the beginning, she had been slaughtered and repaired, and she had become timid and timid.
Her expression was frightened, as if she had seen something terrifying.
Zhu Yang pointed at the girl and said, "It's her. It seems that she gave you a wonderful experience. When you kill all the students, you will treat her extra."
"I've always wondered why only the dean has the power to mobilize all staff to control the unrest, like me, now I understand."
Only those who stand at the apex of this school's rules have the ability to kill so many students in one go.
The girl successfully completed the counter-kill and could have escaped, but unfortunately, the dean's desire for control and obsession controlled all the remaining classmates to hang themselves.
Her obsession is indeed much more aggressive and larger than the other ghosts.
Even if she is a ghost, she must firmly control the students in her hands, right
The dean looked at Zhu Yang silently for a long time, without answering her words, but suddenly sneered, ignoring Zhu Yang's sarcasm, but suddenly his eyes turned white and his pupils disappeared.
The atmosphere of the entire classroom was overwhelmed with a sense of ominousness. Zhu Yang felt something, but he did not find himself abnormal for the time being.
But in the next second, she saw Zhu Weixin walk in with a blank face, and without any orders from her, stepped on a stool and stood on a desk.
Above the desk was a hanging knot with a looped lower end.
Zhu Weixin was quite tall, so he scooped up the knot as soon as he fished it, and was about to wrap it around his neck when the table under his feet was kicked all the way out.
Zhu Weixin also fell to the ground because of weightlessness, and his forehead was painful, which also brought him back to consciousness.
He raised his head and said blankly, "Sister, why are you kicking me? Didn't you let me try a scarf just now? I just stretched out my neck."
Yes, this low-level novice field, even if it is a boss ghost, how can the ability be strong
If it is suggested that the student hangs himself, someone must resist and finally break free from hypnosis based on the survival instinct.
But in a gentler way, like trying on a scarf, necklace, medal—
But these are not what Zhu Yang cares about now, she kicked the inexperienced stupid brother.
Looking back at the dean who looked surprised because she was unaffected, he gave a murderous grin—
"You dare to kill my brother?"