Teacher for a day

Chapter 11 Vampires Are Not Ghosts
Zhang Jianqi, as his name suggests, has a chivalrous heart that is incompatible with modern society.

If a natural or man-made disaster really happened to this school, he would probably be the first among all the teachers to go out to rescue the students.

But... a chivalrous heart doesn't have to be reflected in the toilet.

Chen Changyan coaxed him away with a few words, packed up the medical waste, took it out and threw it into the waste bin in the infirmary.

The two classes in the afternoon were without any surprises.Apart from being stopped by girls from different classes as usual and asking some questions...

Back in the office, he tapped his phone on the table while drinking water.

There are two messages above.

He clicked on the first one first, which was from Zhang Jianqi.

"Mr. Chen, forget what I told you. As a teacher... I really shouldn't ask such ridiculous questions. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

A female teacher next to him came over to pour water, glanced at him for a while, and looked at him suddenly with mysterious and probing eyes.

Chen Changyan laughed, "Drink your water."

"Tsk, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it... I said why, we have so many beauties in this big office, but you only have such a good relationship with Teacher Zhang." The female teacher covered her mouth and smiled.

"Don't make a fuss." Chen Changyan shook his head...some sparks from the female teacher always made him feel the deep cultural differences.

He replied to Zhang Jianqi: "Old Zhang, speak later."

The second message is from Da Mo, and this message is longer...

"Mr. Chen, I'm really sorry. I might have to trouble you with another matter. Your colleague has been in a bad state of mind recently. It may be because he watched too many novels or TV, and he had some assumptions. It's convenient for you At this time, pay more attention to his mental health, and if you see him talking about these things with other teachers and students... especially students, please stop it."

I don't know if he cares about his mental health when it's convenient for me, but he does care about my physical health... Chen Changyan replied with one word: "Okay."

When he got home, he accidentally caught Xiao Mo's breath.

He closed his eyes, and sensed that the little nurse girl should be huddled in a corner of his room, the door was closed, and no one made a sound.

Whether it was in his own world or in this world, before and after entering the door, he would stop for a while and use his breath to check if there was anything hidden in his room.

He went back to his room, turned on the computer, but didn't start preparing lessons.

Instead, he turned on the incognito mode of the browser and began to check the information of vampires.

In the past year, he has actually seen a lot of time travel news, and because of this, he has seen strange worlds that he could not even imagine before... Although each time he withdraws quickly.

However, vampires are different from those time travelers.

It's special.

Because, it is not a ghost, it is not even an objectively existing thing.

"If something that doesn't exist appears in front of my eyes, how can I refine it? What will be refined?" Chen Changyan's eyes flickered.

In a trance, he actually felt a little excited when he was about to refine the first resentful soul when he was a child.

When he was in his 20s, he had touched more dead people than living people, and it was hard for him to have anything that aroused his interest like a vampire.

……

At dusk, the setting sun outside had dyed the sky an orange-red streamer.

Quack.

There was a soft door opening sound from the next door.

Chen Changyan stopped the mouse in his hand and sensed Xiaomo's aura outside. In an instant, it suddenly calmed down. It was a completely different person from the panicked aura last night.

Moreover, there seemed to be a little more firmness in the breath.

Through a wooden door, he heard the sound of her pulling out paper and pens from the cabinet in the living room, and then the sound of pulling out the chair, as if she was sitting on the dining table and began to write and draw.

However, the strange fluctuations in Xiaomo's body became more and more intense... In just a few minutes, it surpassed the aura that an ordinary person should have.

"?" Chen Changyan was stunned for a moment, then tore off a piece of paper from the book and drew it in the shape of a villain. A layer of black mist rolled out of the palm of his hand and melted into the villain. Then, he removed the paper villain from his own The gap in the door was pushed out... This is the most elementary operation of ghost cultivators, and the children of their sect can do it, and the fluctuation of spiritual power is basically zero.

Then, he saw Xiaomo stacking the papers, pinching his hands together, raising them flat to his chest, spreading out his left index finger, ring finger and right thumb, lowering his head, facing the papers, as if he was praying.

After about 10 minutes...

Her fingers kept trembling, and her breathing was disordered again, but her eyes were very determined, and she crumpled up the paper for writing and drawing, and threw it into the trash can.

Then, she pulled out a necklace from her collar, kissed it several times in grief, took a deep breath, stood up, gently opened the door, and went out.

Chen Changyan quickly came out of his room, picked out Xiaomo's piece of paper from the trash can, and found out of his pocket the lighter that burned the backpack and romance novels last night, and put the piece of paper together with his little paper figurine. , burned cleanly.

"So, Xiao Mo is also a time traveler?... She is a time traveler, and she was scared like that by other time travelers?" Chen Changyan was a little dumbfounded.

Before he came out, he had already seen the painting on the paper.

At the beginning, she only drew a circle, then drew some fire beside the circle, then arrows in some directions in the southeast, northwest, and then drew a few numbers, which may indicate the distance.

Obviously, she is looking for something in this painting, this is her ability.

Psychic?
So, what was she looking for?

Chen Changyan felt that there was no need to ask this question.

Now he suddenly understands why when Xiao Mo opened the door of the club activity room and accidentally saw a vampire murder scene, his first reaction was to go home instead of running to the police station across the street.

She also suddenly understood why when she was in a panic, she could accurately describe what happened to him, but she completely refused to talk to the two men in black leather who obviously looked more professional.

When people are in a panic, it is easy to expose some things that would not be exposed normally.

Therefore, she would rather not say anything.

Chen Changyan now has two choices, to follow up by himself, or to summon his soul to follow.

His natal soul, the celestial eye, can easily gain high-altitude vision when released, and can monitor Xiaomo's whereabouts without leaving the house... There is only one small problem, and that is to let the natal soul leave his own consciousness. entities will appear.

After refining, the Heavenly Eye Demon Eagle is usually stored in his spiritual consciousness. It doesn't matter if his spiritual consciousness expands far and wide, but when it appears in reality, a pair of gray-black wingspans are more than two meters wide. Like a black crow that has been magnified more than N times and put into a crowded steel jungle, the effect is definitely comparable to a Hollywood blockbuster.

After Chen Changyan thought about it, he should hold his feet high.

He tidied up a bit, turned off the phone's ringtone and vibration, and followed Xiao Mo from a distance.

In this case, even if he is caught by someone, he can still blame those two men in black leather clothes—they made me keep an eye on the situation of my roommates.

As for who the black leather clothes are and how did they get their IDs, how would I know?
……

In summer, the night wind blows on the face, like the gentle touch of a girl, the slightly salty moist air indicates that there will be a light rain tomorrow morning.

The little nurse girl was walking on the noisy street after [-] o'clock in the evening. She dyed chestnut-colored shoulder-length straight hair and was blown by gusts of wind. Most girls would stretch out their hands to tidy up after blowing it up at such a time. Blow again and tidy up, but she doesn't.

She let her hair be blown and messed up, the fingers of her left hand kept moving, while her right hand was pressed against her chest, where the necklace pendant was.

The pace is slow, but firm.

She first walked to another community two stops away, took out the key, and opened the door of a room...Chen Changyan did not follow her upstairs, but stood downstairs and waited for a while, thinking about how to follow up, but 5 In about a minute, she came out.

Then, just go back the same way.

Chen Changyan frowned, a little disappointed, thinking that she was going home, and she was lonely... But at the last fork in the road home, she was supposed to turn left, but she turned right and entered the opposite road. Chutian Oriental Garden Community.

"..." Chen Changyan followed immediately, but Xiao Mo didn't go to the building opposite their house, but went around a small garden and walked into the depths of the community.

When approaching the No.14 floor, her feet began to tremble with fear, and she was almost unable to stand still.

But she pressed her chest heavily, and instead quickened her pace, entered the elevator room, and pressed the elevator on the floor.

Chutian Oriental Garden, 19th Floor, Building [-].

Chen Changyan seemed to have a little impression of this building number.

"..." He recalled a little, and his temples jumped suddenly, "Mr. Zhang's house?"

　Monday Monday, ask for tickets!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)