Resurgence of Terror: Three Burials of Poor Monks, Funeral Burials

How can they not understand, in Qingming High School.

A random trifle may lead to death!

How to do it?

To pick up, or not to pick up?

this is a problem.

A damn question!

"Brother and sister, can you pick up the ball for us?"

The same pleading voice sounded again with a gloomy tone.

The three of them frowned, and murderous intent flickered in the depths of their pupils.

Especially the heart-chested and burly man, he couldn't help the veins all over his body, and the two axes in his hands were trembling slightly.

I couldn't resist the urge to split the "ball" in half with an axe.

Looking at the disgusting head full of dark red blood stains, and maggots constantly crawling out of the nostrils, eye sockets, and rotten flesh.

The three of them didn't advance or retreat all at once.

They are all the proud sons of heaven, or they are of good strength.

How can I bear the nausea in my heart and succumb to the requirements of ghosts.

Reaching out to touch that disgusting, foul-smelling human head?

Just when the strong man with a heart and chest hair wanted to make a move.

Not far from the corridor.

Tang Sanzan gave the little Taoist priest Cang Yue a look.

Although the other party was quite puzzled, he still took a few steps forward.

Little Taoist priest Cangyue's actions immediately attracted the attention of the three people.

"If I were you, I would do them this little favor."

"Helping each other among classmates is a virtue..."

As soon as Cang Yue said this.

The three of them suddenly showed thoughtful expressions.

Then... you look at me, I look at you.

It seems that they are discussing who will pick up this disgusting thing.

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Chapter 251 The Three Burial Classroom Begins

After mentioning the three of them a little bit.

Little Taoist priest Cangyue returned to Tang Sanzan's side, and asked in a low voice, "Why do you want to help them? Their strength seems to be of little use to us, right?"

It is true that he has the heart of a child.

It doesn't mean that what he has is the heart of the Virgin.

For some strangers, to some extent.

Little Taoist priest Cangyue was willing to lend a helping hand.

But in this weird and unpredictable Qingming High School.

The little Taoist priests still take care of the lives and deaths of others when they feel that they themselves are in danger.

This is obviously not logical.

Facing the problem of the little Taoist priest.

Tang Sanzun shook his head, with an inscrutable smile on his face, and said in a flat tone: "You don't understand."

Cang Yue: "..."

The little Taoist's face suddenly became ugly as if he had eaten a fly.

What the hell, if you can't beat it.

Anyway, he wanted to ask this good-looking but dark-hearted monk in front of him for advice.

Hmm... Tang Sanbu's Xintong doesn't work for little Taoist priests.

Otherwise... the little Taoist will understand.

Strength is the confidence to speak!

Sometimes, even thoughts are not allowed to come!

"Little brother, Nuo, your ball."

At the stairway, the brawny man with chest hair was heartbroken and tore off two pieces of cloth from his clothes.

Wrapped in his hand, he picked up the head and handed it to several students.

"..."

A few students with weird smiles on their faces.

Some stunned and stiffly froze in place.

They have used this routine of kicking the ball many times.

Even the bloody, rotten, maggot-filled dead head can be regarded as an old actor.

Almost without exception.

No one would be in such a weird and terrible situation.

To pick up that viscerally disgusting head and return it to them.

And once their request to "pick up the ball" is rejected.

Then... the rules of Qingming University's "Regulations on Friendship and Mutual Assistance among Classmates" will be triggered.

And they also have a chance to kill the three newcomers in front of them!

Unfortunately.

All of this was broken by the little Taoist's words!

Several students took the "ball" dumbly, and then stared at the little Taoist priest Cangyue with extremely resentful eyes.

A look of bitterness and hatred that can't wait to have his cramps skinned and eaten alive.

Cang Yue: "..."

The little Taoist stepped back silently with a resentful expression, trying to hide behind Tang Sanzan.

To avoid the eyes that want to eat people.

He, Cang Yue, a ruthless tool man!

"Brother, thank you for reminding me. If it weren't for you, I, Hei Niu, might have been caught this time!"

The burly man with chest hair walked up to Tang Sanzan and the others, thanking them in a low voice.

A man in a green shirt with a sword on his back, and a woman in tulle.

On the other hand, he looked at Tang Sanzan with grateful eyes.

obviously.

Careful, they discovered that Tang Sanzan was the one who dominated everything.

"Brothers, you must be the one who led the way and arrived at Qingming High School ahead of time, right?"

"How, have you found anything, let's hear it?"

The burly, hairy-chested man looked familiar, and immediately inquired about Qingming High School.

The man and woman with swords on their backs frowned slightly.

It was the first time we met, and this strong man asked such a straightforward question.

It seemed too eager.

Doing so can easily arouse the resentment of others!

It's just... Tang Sanbu is obviously not in this list.

With the mysterious supernatural power of his mind, Tang Sanzan naturally knew about it.

The brawny man in front of him belonged to the kind of straight-hearted Tie Hanhan.

Naturally, he would not have the same knowledge as the other party.

It was at this time.

"bell……"

The melodious and rapid bell rang through every corner of Qingming High School.

The moment the bell rang.

The students who were still outside the corridor and playing around on the playground.

Almost in an instant, they all returned to their respective classrooms.

Tang Sanzan's expression moved slightly: "It's time for us to go in too, three of you, see you soon."

The voice fell.

Tang Sanzan decisively led the two girls and little Taoist priest Cang Yue into classroom 4-404.

The three of them immediately walked in different directions and entered their respective classrooms.

After experiencing the "picking the ball".

They also more or less guessed something.

At least know...in Qingming High School.

Never violate some basic principles!

For example...students, after the class bell rings, they have to return to their classrooms honestly.

Swish!

Just entered the classroom.

Pairs of eyes instantly focused on Tang Sanzan and the others.

There is greed, there is viciousness, there is murderous intent...

All kinds of evil thoughts filled the entire classroom.

Only there is no trace of kindness.

"Alas..." Tang Sanzan sighed slightly in his heart.

The ghosts in Qingming High School, no matter they are powerful or not.

They have all been cultivated into the current evil spirits by the guy behind the scenes for a long time.

Those who can maintain their own sanity like the teaching director Li Ge.

I'm afraid there are very few.

But... after solving the problem of Qingming High School.

Perhaps, the Divine Power Golden Bell Can at least be able to have a full meal?

Thinking of this, a happy smile appeared on the corner of Tang Sanzan's mouth.

Little Taoist priest Cangyue has already returned to his seat in a sensible way.

The problem also followed.

In the classroom, after counting the little Taoist priest Cangyue, there are 44 people in a very auspicious way.