After waiting for about five minutes, Zhang Di saw Han Ruoyun floating down from midair, with long hair fluttering like a red-robed fairy. However, the ancient costume she wore when he first saw her had already been changed into modern clothes, which were also created by her ghost energy. As soon as she came down, Han Ruoyun breathed a sigh of relief: "What's wrong, Zhang Di? I thought something happened to you. I feel relieved to see that you are safe."
Zhang Di asked: "Did you feel anything?"
Han Ruoyun felt something and almost instantly pointed to a classroom on the campus and said: "Ghost, evil spirit, in the third room on the left."
Then, Han Ruoyun's face was cold and fierce: "Did he bully you? I will go over and kill him now."
Zhang Di shook his head and said: "No, you put away your magic first, and go in when I need you."
"Okay." Han Ruoyun looked at Zhang Di like a nympho, her peach blossom eyes and eyebrows conveyed affection: "Then, when does little brother need me?"
This numbing voice, coupled with the fact that Zhang Di swallowed five bottles of Shenbao tablets, made him stand up straight on the spot.
The ghost queen Han Ruoyun saw the change at a glance, and immediately covered her mouth and laughed: "Oh, little brother needs me now."
Zhang Di's body trembled, his eyes glared: "Let's do the business first. When I finish the business, whether I need you or not depends on your performance."
Han Ruoyun was stunned, and then her expression was slightly excited.
Young Marshal, he figured it out.
Zhang Di rode Xiaobai into the campus, came to the door of the classroom that Han Ruoyun reminded, and pushed the door open directly.
The moment the door was opened, a yin energy came, and the environment of the whole classroom seemed extremely weird, and the scene around him suddenly changed.
The classroom window turned into a black twisted vortex, and even the whole classroom was twisted as weirdly as Van Gogh's painting.
A figure in a black suit stood on the podium, writing quickly on the blackboard with bloody chalk.
There was also a tall man running back and forth in the classroom.
"Let me out, wow, I want to go home."
"I'm sorry, I must study hard in the future."
"I'm sorry, let me out quickly, I was wrong..."
Then the tall boy plunged into the twisted window, and then fell from the black twisted block on the ceiling.
He fell heavily on the desk, and then he got up and looked for the exit.
Why does this sound so familiar?
Zhang Di looked carefully, widened his eyes, and exclaimed: "Fuck, Lao Wang?"
The tall boy heard this fuck.
He turned around suddenly.
After seeing Zhang Di, Wang Sihan rushed over and hugged Zhang Di and cried: "Wow, Zhang Di, save me, there is a ghost, there is a ghost."
Wang Sihan saw Zhang Di as if he had seen a relative.
The whole person hung on him and cried like a baby who had just turned one month old.
Zhang Di pushed him away and said unhappily: "Why are you crying? What's there to cry about? You're so old, and you're crying like this when you see a ghost?"
Wang Sihan hugged Zhang Di's legs and continued to cry.
"It's a ghost, brother, it's a ghost, it's so scary..."
"No, you...why are you here?"
Wang Sihan reacted, with fear mixed with confusion.
"Let's talk about this later, you get up first!" Then Zhang Di looked at the podium, and the man in a suit on the podium had turned around.
There were black blood vessels on his pale face, like spider webs, his lips were black and purple, and his eyes were full of bloodshot.
A strong smell of pesticides hit his nose.
"Ghost." Wang Sihan closed his eyes in fear and hugged tighter.
Zhang Di took out the supernatural recorder from his pocket, turned it on, and then placed it on a desk, facing the podium and started recording.
The man in a suit really appeared on the screen!
At this time, the man in the suit said harshly without turning his head: "Welcome this student to my class, class is about to start, sit down!"
As soon as the voice fell, a huge and invisible force pulled Zhang Di and Wang Sihan back to their seats and forced them to sit down.
The presence of Zhang Di seemed to give Wang Sihan some courage. Although he stopped crying, he still spoke tremblingly.
"Zhang Aaa Di, I was sleeping at Ai Ai Ai's house, and suddenly I was caught by aaa."
Zhang Di said unhappily: "Speak properly, what are you saying? Did you get fucked by a woman?"
Wang Sihan wanted to cry but had no tears, and tried to calm himself down.
"I was sleeping at home, and then I woke up and found myself in the classroom. I was so scared. What about you? Were you also caught sleeping?"
Zhang Di shook his head and said, "No, I came here to attend the class on my own initiative. I will take you home later."
"Go home and take a hot bath and don't think about anything. Don't tell anyone what happened today. I will explain it to you when I have a chance."
Wang Sihan was surprised and said, "Can you take me home?"
Zhang Di shouted from outside, "Han Ruoyun, come in!"
No movement.
"Han Ruoyun?"
Still no movement.
Zhang Di understood that the classroom was the ghost den of the man in the suit, isolated from the world and the sound coming from inside.
At this time, the man in the suit had turned around.
The black lips formed a crescent, he was smiling, and said in a harsh voice, "Then, two students, the class has begun."
"Please answer the questions on the blackboard. If you can't answer them, you will be punished."
The two looked at the blackboard at the same time, and then Wang Sihan said in a trembling voice, "There is nothing on the blackboard."
Zhang Di was also very surprised.
Why did the words on the blackboard disappear?
Even the chalk in his hand disappeared.
Zhang Di guessed that it must be the chalk he used to conjure up with ghost energy, so of course the words he wrote would disappear.
The man in the suit waved his hand, and a baton appeared in his hand. He pointed at the dark blackboard and said, "Please answer the questions above."
Wang Sihan shivered and said, "Fuck, you didn't write anything, how can I answer? You have to write something that I can see, right?"
The man in the suit seemed very angry: "Student, please answer the questions on the blackboard. If you answer incorrectly, you will be punished."
Wang Sihan was about to explain, but Zhang Di held him down.
He looked at the podium with a smile: "Teacher, this question is very simple. After drinking paraquat, people will not die at the time."
"But the paraquat venom will quickly destroy the gastric mucosa, and then the liver and kidney functions. If the kidney function fails, impotence will occur immediately."
"Then die after one to three hours of painful torture!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting 50 negative emotion points!"
The man in the suit seemed to be stimulated by something, his face began to twist, and the baton in his hand turned into a hammer.
With the other hand, he picked up a few steel nails on the table and walked towards Zhang Di, muttering: "Answer wrong, accept the punishment, answer wrong, accept the punishment..."
Zhang Di stood up suddenly, pointed at Wang Sihan and said loudly: "It's him, he taught me to answer like this, it's none of my business!"