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

Slapped in the face again and again.

Clay figurines are full of anger, not to mention these ghosts who have killed countless people in Qingming High School?

The handsome monk looked weird and inexplicable, so let's just forget that he didn't seem like a messy guy.

What's up with you new monk?

Inside the office.

A total of more than a dozen ghost teachers stood up in unison at this moment.

In their hands, each holds a...test paper!

That's right, it's the test paper!

Then a strange smile appeared on their faces.

He approached Monk Jialuo.

Swish!

Cold sweat suddenly soaked Jia Luo's clothes.

After seeing Tang Sanzan, his mentality became a little unsteady.

He actually ignored these life-threatening ghosts!

a time.

He frowned and looked at the ghost teachers who kept approaching and surrounded him.

Cold sweat kept dripping from his forehead.

But soon.

His eyes looked at Tang Sanzan who was not far in front of him.

A ruthless look flashed in his pupils.

It turned out to be directly rushing towards Tang Sanzan!

aside.

Little Taoist priest Cangyue stared at this scene in astonishment.

Subconsciously murmured in his mouth: "I've seen someone who is looking for death, but I have never seen someone who is so eager to go to court."

"Master Three Burial, who is afraid of even the ghosts in Qingming High School, how dare this monk offend him?"

The little Taoist just finished speaking.

"Bang" sound.

The figure of Monk Jia Luo flying upside down hit the wall hard.

Everything in Qingming High School seems to be based on rules.

After being impacted by such a great force and the monk's body.

The walls are still intact.

Not even the teacups on the desk were damaged in the slightest.

......

Chapter 266 Fleeing in a panic

This sudden scene.

Instead, let the ghost teachers in the office.

Wei Wei froze in place.

They obviously didn't expect that they and others hadn't made a move yet.

The two monks themselves took the lead in fighting.

And... he didn't show any scruples at all.

They are not quite Ms. Li.

Who gave them the courage to act at will in their offices?

Lengtouqing is not so stunned, is he?

Could it be that the time of two classes has passed.

These guys who survived by chance.

Their self-confidence has not been destroyed yet?

This is not scientific!

A group of ghost teachers became suspicious.

His eyes kept scanning Tang Sanzan and the pile of pendants beside him.

Gradually, they began to notice something was wrong.

intact!

How do they look like they have experienced two classes of torture, and then fled to the teacher's office?

It's like having a leisurely afternoon tea.

Then came over to inspect it!

No sister Li, very no sister Li!

Since Qingming High School became a restricted area, they have never encountered such a situation.

In their view, no one can go through a class in Qingming University.

Still calm and calm.

Something weird, this guy in front of him must be weird!

The ghost teachers who had gathered around and planned to make trouble.

After looking at each other, they saw the fear in each other's eyes.

Then, under the surprised eyes of Niu Zhuangshi and others, they returned to their seats directly.

As if nothing had happened.

at the same time.

Monk Jia Luo who was slapped and sent flying by Tang Sanzan.

The corner of the mouth is full of blood.

Red cracks appeared on the surface of the originally golden skin.

With a horrified expression in his eyes, he stood up with his body braced.

He stared at Tang Sanzan with incomparable resentment.

Then... unexpectedly ran out without looking back!

Such a scene.

Let the demon on one side take a deep look at Tang Sanzan.

In the depths of the pupils, there was an unprecedented fear.

"Master Three Burial, do you want me to help you get rid of that guy?"

The simple and honest Niu Zhuangshi, carrying two hatchets, said in a low voice.

Between the brows, there is a murderous air.

Since his life has been given to the master in front of him.

As a younger brother, he naturally has to consider for his boss.

The monk who was obviously hostile to the master was his strong enemy.

In Niu Zhuangshi's view, it is necessary to eliminate possible threats for his boss.

However, Tang Sanzan shook his head: "Don't pay attention to him, my golden body was broken by the Buddha, and his greatest support in Qingming High School is gone."

"If he is seriously injured, he will definitely die!"

"What's more...Buddha, I want to see something more interesting."

The corners of Tang Sanzan's mouth rose slightly.

With dark and deep pupils, he looked out along the door of the office.

The world in Tang Sanzan's eyes is completely different from ordinary people!

See with the naked eye.

The entire Qingming High School looks ordinary.

Even the ghosts here can't see the strangeness here at all.

In the eyes of Tang Sanzan, everything here.

They are all formed by the realization of the power of rules!

Because of this, rules are everywhere and rules exist everywhere!

It's hard to imagine what the purpose of Qingming High School was when it was born.

Being able to have such a large-scale power of rules can evolve into a ghostly ghost.

It shouldn't be just to maintain such a nondescript ghost school restricted area.

Tang Sanzan put aside the thoughts in his mind, his eyes drifted away gradually.

On the verge of the limit, the eye of wisdom is moving towards a higher level of supernatural power.

At this moment, he seemed to have crossed nothingness, making his eyes fall on Jia Luo who was fleeing in a hurry.

"Let me verify what Qingming High School really wants to do."

Tang San buried a whisper in his heart.

Recalling the guy who was killed by the guide ghost back then.

His soul and even his own luck were absorbed by the power of strange rules.

Eventually disappeared without a trace.

Since then.

Tang Sanzan has already inferred.

Now, Monk Jia Luo sent him to his door to let him experiment and test whether his inference was correct.

Tang Sanzan naturally didn't mind making good use of him.

Then... put it into the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of your hand.

When it comes to "waste recycling and reuse", Master Three Burial can be said to play it thoroughly!

......

Jia Luo was holding the golden demon subduing pestle, and he didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

"Damn! Damn! Damn!"

"How could the poor monk's six-foot-long golden body be broken so easily!"

"That guy... Could it be that he is a living Buddha who came out from the depths of the Buddha's land?"

"It's hateful! The poor monk practiced hard for several years, but he was destroyed today."

"Even in such a strange and dangerous place as Qingming High School, what should I do? What should the poor monk do next?"

Jia Luo muttered frantically in his heart.

The figure is constantly shuttling in the teaching building.

Don't dare to stop at all.