Ghost School

Chapter 13 I Can Let You Go Back
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Zhang Xiaomeng yelled twice, and realized that his yelling was useless at all. It was impossible for him to watch Long Fatty being hit by this dump truck. Gritting his teeth, Zhang Xiaomeng turned towards Long, who was only a dozen meters away. Fat jumped over.

This is a life-and-death competition of speed. At this time, the petite Zhang Xiaomeng and the huge dump truck competed in distance.

Zhang Xiaomeng ran wildly with all four hooves, while the wheels of the big truck were rolling, like a scourge.

At a distance of more than ten meters, Zhang Xiaomeng arrived in the blink of an eye, and at a length of 500 meters, a large truck rolled over in an instant.

When Zhang Xiaomeng crazily threw himself on Long Fatty, the driver of the big truck seemed to realize that the black guy in front was a human being, and slammed on the brakes.

'Crackling...'

The sound of brakes reverberated on the empty road, unable to calm down for a long time, the sharp and piercing sound made Fatty Long's heart rise to his throat, he only saw a large dump truck rubbing the toes of his shoes from his feet In the past, even with his weight of [-], he couldn't control his body, and his whole body was blown backwards like a kite by the strong wind brought by the dump truck.

Originally, the car was supposed to hit him, and it seemed that something pushed him!
Fatty Long glanced at the ground in front of the dump truck in confusion. There was a long streak of mottled blood. Three to five meters away from the front of the truck, the wolf that had chased him back and forth for hundreds of meters was lying on the ground. , his chest was trembling violently, the wolf head still maintained a high posture, and a pair of wolf eyes stared at him, those eyes were so small, but with a hint of comfort and familiarity, it reminded Fatty Long of a person he was particularly familiar with.

These eyes look so much like him!This look, how much like him!

Thinking of the strange incident of encountering a ghost that night, Fatty Long finally had a stroke of enlightenment, could it be?
Fatty Long rushed to the side of the wolf, stretched out his fat hand to catch the wolf's head, and called out tentatively, "Xiaomeng?"

I fucked your uncle, you finally recognized me, Zhang Xiaomeng whimpered, tilted his head, and nodded.

At the moment when the neighbor fell into a coma, Zhang Xiaomeng understood one more thing. It turned out that in this world, many things are not confessed by you, or written. Sometimes, a good heart is often just a look.

When Zhang Xiaomeng woke up again, he found that he was lying on a brand-new white hospital bed. Fortunately, he was not dead. At the same time, he opened his eyes and tried his best to recall what happened before he fell into a coma, and then looked down bitterly. Looking at his own body, he found that his uncle's body was still fluffy, and the place where he was lying was obviously a hospital, but he didn't know whether it was a pet hospital or a people's hospital.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaomeng looked down at his body again, and found that there was a problem. What he saw just now was a dog lying on the hospital bed, and Zhang Xiaomeng——was floating.

Nima, is this the legendary soul out of body?or dead?

died?Zhang Xiaomeng was completely stunned. Zhang Xiaomeng, who was in the soul state for the first time, discovered that ghosts in broad daylight can also roam around.

A piercing cry came in from outside the door, Zhang Xiaomeng followed the cry, and found that Fatty Long was squatting outside the door and crying loudly, the crying was miserable, and the crying was sad, Zhang Xiaomeng I felt that the corners of my eyes were moist, but there were no tears, because ghost tears did not appear so easily.

well!What can I do? Seeing Fatty Long crying, Zhang Xiaomeng felt a little sad again. He just died for no apparent reason. What can his parents do? They will think that he is missing, not even alive or dead clear.

Long Pang knew this secret alone, and no one would believe him even if Long Pang told the world.

And Su Bingbing, he hasn't been able to really pursue her once, so Zhang Xiaomeng is not reconciled to his life just like that!
Thinking of this, a faint sadness welled up in his heart, and Zhang Xiaomeng felt a resentment rising from his soul.

"Hey, that kid, do you know how powerful you are?"

A gloating voice reached Zhang Xiaomeng's ears, Zhang Xiaomeng was taken aback for a moment, and looked around.

He saw an old man standing outside the front window. He was unkempt, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, as if he had just been beaten up. One eye was still black and the other was purple. Zhang Xiaomeng felt familiar with the gray cloth robe that was torn into a grass skirt, and he would never recognize that this guy was that vicious old pedant from last night!
And the old pedant was standing outside the front window at this time, even though he was in a mess, he still maintained the pretense of an expert, stroking his goatee at him.

"Old man, it's you again. If it wasn't for you, how could I die? I'll fight you!"

Zhang Xiaomeng rushed towards the old pedant with all her teeth and claws. With just one movement, her whole soul floated in front of the old pedant, and punched him.

The old pedant was startled, and couldn't help shouting: "I'm going, what does it matter to me if you die? I'm here to save you. Oh, stop beating, stop quickly, you son of a bitch, I'm here to save you !"

Zhang Xiaomeng didn't care about his three-seven-two-one, it was an old punch, punching to the flesh, almost breaking the old pedant's bones. Only then did Zhang Xiaomeng realize that the fight between ghosts and ghosts is not the same as human harmony. There is no difference between people fighting, you punch me, I kick you, you pull my hair, I pluck your beard, the only difference is that as long as you don't tear the opponent to pieces, the opponent is only injured, at most It means that the soul looks very weak, very light, and very thin, and it will not die completely.

Moreover, fighting with ghosts is tiring. There is a clear gap between Zhang Xiaomeng, a new ghost, and an old pedant, Zhang Xiaomeng is out of breath after just a few back and forth, and his whole body is thin like a gust of wind. Can be scraped off in general.

But the old pedant pressed Zhang Xiaomeng's head with one hand, grabbed Zhang Xiaomeng's crotch with the other, and shouted: "Are you convinced? Are you convinced?"

Zhang Xiaomeng tugged the old scholar's beard with one hand, and pinched the old scholar's lower back with the other hand: "I won't accept it, even if I'm beaten to death!"

The old pedant spat in a 'ah' and said: "Whether you accept it or not, I tell you that your soul has gone out of your body, you only have twelve hours, if you don't return to your body within twelve hours You will never go back again.

When the time comes, your parents will be heartbroken, your beloved woman will become someone else's woman, your good brother will become someone else's good brother, your..."

"roll!"

Zhang Xiaomeng was angry again.

"Okay, I won't hit you anymore, think about it for yourself, I only give you 3 minutes to think about it, let me know when you think about it, I can let you go back, but you have to agree to my conditions, help me I brought all those 36 students back, you are the victim yourself, you should know how terrible the consequences would be if these students make trouble."

The old pedant really let go of Zhang Xiaomeng, and wandered aside looking at Zhang Xiaomeng.

"Can you really let me go back?"

Zhang Xiaomeng tilted her head to look at the old scholar.

"Of course, but you have to agree to my terms."

The old pedant stroked his beard and said triumphantly.

"I have another question."

Zhang Xiaomeng is still worried about this old thing, after all, the old thing's reaction during the day and night is too different, and the vicious side of the old pedant was still vivid in his memory last night.

"Ask, anyway, you are like this, I have nothing to fear from you."

The old pedant put his hands behind his back, looking like a tall man.

"Why do you react differently during the day and at night?"

Zhang Xiaomeng already knew this secret yesterday, when Xin Ya said that the old pedants were particularly scary at night, Zhang Xiaomeng had already noticed something was wrong, that's why she asked this question.

　Where is the referral ticket?
　　


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