My life of martial arts training

"Give me the nameplate." Shen Yuan said calmly.

Jiang Hechen took off the nameplate on his chest and handed it over.

"I'll go in and take a look first." Shen Yuan put on the nameplate. He had just tested Jiang Hechen to confirm whether there was any danger inside. Even if his mind was distorted, he was still an ordinary person and could not cause much trouble. However, his demeanor and behavior were normal, proving that the possibility of danger was very low.

Of course, it was also possible that Jiang Hechen disguised himself too well, and none of the four of them could see anything wrong.

He took out a soul candle from the storage bag and held it in his hand. Even if there was danger inside, he could leave in time.

Shen Yuan entered the black fog, and his eyes were dazed for a while. He came to an ancient office, but this office was filled with a wisp of ghost charm, and the objects that exuded ghost charm were the decorations on the table and the wall.

He did not touch these things, but looked at a photo. The ghost charm contained in this photo was the strongest among all the objects.

This is a black and white photo of teachers and students. The content on it is very strange. The background is the teaching building, and there are only two rows of figures on it. There are three stools in the first row, which are obviously for employees to sit on. On the stool on the left is a pile of books, and on the stool on the right is a group of words, with only a vague outline in the middle.

"A mountain of books and a sea of ​​questions. Is the principal in the middle? Could the principal be the ghost master of this ghost domain?" Shen Yuan's eyes moved slightly and looked at the second row.

There are also only three figures in the second row. Behind the principal, the alien ghost, is a bandaged man with circles of bandages wrapped around his body. There is also a book on his head. There are words printed on the bandages, but the handwriting is too small, Shen Yuan can't see it clearly, but he always feels that if these words are connected in series, they will form a series of questions.

On the left is a black shadow holding a bunch of rusty keys in his hand, and on the right is a group of twisting black fog, but no matter whether it is a black shadow or a black fog, there is a book and dense handwriting on them.

"The black shadow should be the aliens in the boys' dormitory, the black fog..." He glanced outside, and it was obvious that the black fog in the ghost domain was released by this alien.

"Then where is this alien in a red skirt?"

Shen Yuan frowned, and he felt that there should be more than just these aliens in the photo. The camera of this photo was pulled far away, at least a dozen people could be accommodated. If there were only six figures, there would be no need to pull so far.

There is another point. The decorations on the table and wall are also one of the evidences. A circle of bandages is wrapped around the armrest of the leather chair, a key is hung on the wall, a bottle of black fog is placed in the corner of the table, and there are other scattered things, all of which show that this ghost domain is not just these six aliens.

Of course, it is also possible that he is wrong. After all, the behavior of aliens is too strange and cannot be speculated by common sense.

"Why is there a book and a string of words on the aliens in the second row? Could it be that these three aliens were regarded as students?" Shen Yuan looked a little strange. It was really weird to teach aliens to read.

"If there are indeed other aliens in the photo, then where did they go?"

One after another, doubts rose from his heart.

"Shen Yuan, do you have any clues?" Qiao Qingyue's voice came from outside.

"Yes, wait a moment." Shen Yuan responded, suppressed his doubts, and checked other items.

Walking past the table, he came to the other side, where there was a bookshelf, but there was no book on the bookshelf, but various items. On the far left of the bookshelf, he saw a familiar object.

It was a glass jar with something similar to a human brain in it.

"What is this?" His pupils suddenly shrank, and he quickly thought of the scene in Fengyang Village.

Before he went over to take a closer look, a strong ghost charm suddenly broke out in the office.

"Not good!"

Shen Yuan was horrified. In his mental perception, the lights flickered, the leather chair was distorted, and a figure seemed to be walking from fantasy into reality!

Without time to think, he reached out and picked up the bottle in the corner of the table, which contained a cloud of black mist. When he rushed out of the office, he closed the door.

Bang!

The door made a heavy sound.

"Let's go." Shen Yuan's face changed drastically, and he shouted, grabbing Jiang Hechen and jumping directly from the sixth floor.

Wang Yunsheng and others reacted quickly. Although they didn't know what happened, they chose to listen to Shen Yuan.

Just after Shen Yuan and others fled the teaching building, the lights in the office went out completely, and a tall old man dressed in decent clothes completely walked into reality and sat on a leather chair.

Its originally peaceful face suddenly became serious and ferocious, and there was a nameplate on its chest with two words engraved on it; "Principal!"

The principal stood up suddenly, his figure flashed, grabbed the door handle, opened the door, and walked out of the office. It stood in the corridor, and its empty eyes glanced at the figures fleeing frantically on the playground, and then looked towards the dormitory.

The originally dark sky suddenly lit up with flames, and the thick black fog was like sewage, trying to put out the fire.

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Shen Yuan quickly told the three people what he saw and heard in the principal's office, and at the same time he understood why the change happened.

"The students and the White Walkers rioted, and the principal and the White Walker came out to suppress it?" Wang Yunsheng said with a strange look on his face. Why did this give him the feeling of a "staff" teaching a student a lesson?

"It should be, otherwise how could it be such a coincidence, but there are indeed too many aliens in this ghost domain." Qiao Qingyue said solemnly.

"This was taken from the office. Is there any way to block the tracking of aliens?" Shen Yuan took out the bottle of black mist and asked.

"This bottle of corpse fluid can temporarily block aliens." Qiao Qingyue took out a thumb-sized bottle from the storage bag, unplugged the bottle, and immediately a corpse stench spread.

Poured on the black mist bottle, the corpse fluid quickly condensed, and the touch was like the slippery stains in the sewer.

"What should we do now?"

"Go to the library." An Hongti suggested.

"Okay." Shen Yuan nodded. He had just escaped from the teaching building, and it was obvious that he couldn't go to the dormitory. The cafeteria was next to the dormitory, and the only safe place now was the library.

The door of the library was open, and the inside had long returned to calm, but the floor at the door was a little messy, and it was obvious that the aliens in the book mountain were very angry at the time.

Shen Yuan was just about to enter the library when he felt a sense of danger in his heart.

"What's wrong?" An Hongti asked.

"This alien seems to remember me. Once I go in, I'm afraid I'll be attacked, and I might lose the nameplate I got with great difficulty." Shen Yuan said helplessly.