《life after surviving a disaster》Taoist Priest
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"Thank you so much. I'll be your most loyal brother in the future." Wen Zhu looked at me with adoring eyes and said. It's also natural that he would have died without me.
"Yes." I nodded. I just deliberately helped Wen Zhu when he was in a desperate situation. In fact, I can come up with this method earlier. But I know very well that this is not possible.
My grandmother once said that when a person is starving to death, if you give him a liter of rice, he will treat you as a benefactor; But if you want to give him a bucket of rice, he may think that since you can afford a bucket of rice, you can give me more, and you don't even give me. You become his enemy.
So I helped Wen Zhu when he was most desperate. He would appreciate me all his life. And if I had helped him when he first voted, he would have thanked me, but he would soon forget that gratitude. This is human nature.
"Boss, I have offended Dong Kui now. What if he wants to revenge me?" At this time, Wen Zhu suddenly opened his mouth.
"Don't worry, he doesn't have the courage." I shook my head, sneered and said, "although Dong Kui has only one hand to cover the sky, don't forget that the right to vote is in everyone's hands."
"That's good." Wen Zhu said timidly.
"Today's game is over. Let's go out." I looked at Wen Zhu and said. Then Wen Zhu followed me out of the classroom. After each game, it is the students' leisure time.
Now many people have no intention of learning. Even a few school bullies in the class are obviously not interested in learning. After all, no one is in the mood to learn in this environment that can die at any time.
The head teacher is also giving up the control of the class, because she is gradually aware of the current situation of the whole class.
The whole class 5, grade 2, has gradually become a hell.
Come to the outside of the playground and sit with Wen Zhu. I looked at the girls' dormitory in the distance and thought. Whether to challenge again. I already know the right path to the stairs. It's easy to get in. Maybe we can learn something from it.
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But considering the horror of the girls' dormitory, I gave up the idea. After all, the ghosts inside are terrible. Last time I didn't meet, I was almost trapped to death. I don't want to die unless I have to.
Now my relationship with Xue Ru is warming up. I won't go to die at this time.
After chatting with Wen Zhu for a while, we continued to investigate. There must be a big secret in the whole school. This is after countless times of thinking. My conclusion.
But in the face of our inquiry, the school staff. Either show impatience, or his face changes slightly, and then don't answer us. But turn around and leave.
Three hours. We didn't ask anything. Finally, I can only leave reluctantly.
"I can't go on like this. Today's game almost killed me. If we don't find a way to end the game, all of us will die." Wen Zhu said pale.
"Yes, we don't have much time. We must hurry." I also muttered to myself that there was at most one day before the next option appeared.
"Did you find anything?" Xue Ru came to us and asked.
"Nothing." I shook my head helplessly. Xue Ru's beautiful face was not disappointed, but smiled and said, "that's OK, it's nothing."
"Is that so? Don't forget that this game will die." I said reluctantly.
"There's no way. If you die, you'll die." Xue Ru smiled. His face was not afraid. She still said cheerfully: "but the living, no matter what, still want to spend every day happily."
I was infected by her smile. I nodded and said, "yes. Anyway, we are still alive."
In the morning, there was still no progress in the investigation. Until the afternoon, Dong Kui came back with a gloomy face. The rich second generation probably smashed his father's car, and his face is still bruised. It seems that he was badly beaten by his father.
No wonder this is a Bentley of ten million. For ordinary people, they can't afford it for a lifetime. There was another Taoist who followed Dong Kui back.
This is a Taoist who wears a Taoist robe and looks calm. Dong Kui glanced at the students around him. Then he immediately said, "don't worry, everyone. I've invited the ghost catcher. We'll be safe soon."
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Then he turned his head and said respectfully, "Taoist priest, please."
"Yes." The Taoist nodded calmly, and he was indeed an expert. With a compass in his hand, he walked carefully in the class.
All the students around looked at the Taoist in surprise. Everyone was almost crazy by the curse of the class. For them, the arrival of Taoists is nothing more than a savior.
The Taoist priest walked around the classroom carefully, and then said with a gloomy face: "this school is built on the land of great evil, and this classroom is right in the center. This is a ghost eye. It's not surprising that such a curse will occur. If I guess well, you are haunted by the ghost of complaint."
Other students in the class also asked: "Taoist priest, what is the ghost of complaint?"
"Resentful spirits are those who die with hatred and are full of resentment. Unlike ordinary ghosts, they are born to kill people. Every resentful spirit is extremely terrible and bloodthirsty. If it is not eliminated as soon as possible, all the students in your class will die." The Taoist said calmly.
His words surprised the whole class, and Dong Kui hurriedly said, "then cast a spell quickly to get rid of this spirit, or we will all be finished."
"Of course, but I want to quadruple the price." The Taoist suddenly said. Dong Kui's face suddenly changed, but soon he bit his teeth and said; "No problem.But you must promise to get rid of it."
"No problem. I have been wandering the Jianghu for decades. A mere ghost is nothing." The Taoist sneered. Then I took out some practical things from the package at any time.
Such as cinnabar, peach wood sword, spells and so on. Lin Lin is always a lot. Put these items in front of the podium, and he began to practice. He picked up the peach wood sword and said something in his mouth.
Then burn a piece of Rune paper, wear it on the sword and wave it constantly. The magnificent scene shocked everyone. Everyone looked forward to him.
The Taoist priest didn't disappoint us either. He drank a few times in a row, then waved forward and chopped past. Then his face turned pale, and a touch of blood came out of the corner of his mouth.
He slowly let go of his breath: "I have killed the evil spirit. You will never have a crisis in the future."
"That's great. I won't go back on the agreed price." Dong Kui patted him on the shoulder and said. Then at this time, the Taoist's face was stiff, and his skin became extremely pale. Then his body fell to the ground.
"Hey,what's the matter with you?" Dong Kui also realized that it was bad. He quickly patted the old man's face. But he found that the Taoist's eyes were wide open and he had no breath.
"Hey, wake up!" The students around hurried to the podium, pinching and shaking the Taoist priest. But they are of no use. Because the Taoist priest has fallen to the ground, without breath and heartbeat.
"He's dead." Dong Kui opened his hand and said.
People around looked at each other and thought that this Taoist was the Savior. But the Savior died so easily. Let everyone feel a bit ironic.
"Was this Taoist priest killed by the evil spirits in our classroom?" Ze Lan said.
"Yes. It should be. Absolutely." Lin replied with a pale face.
"It should be that his Taoism is too low. Instead of killing the complaining spirit, he was killed by the complaining spirit." Yun Hai walked over and said. He calmly looked at the dead Taoist priest in front of him, looking very dull.
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