When the Xuanmen master meets a supernatural plot

The school’s equipment was poor, and there was no light at the place where the water was fetched. A few students secretly used the rear lights of their mobile phones to illuminate there.

Xu Wuqiu's eyes are naturally different from others, and he can see clearly even in the dark. He hastily filled the water and left here.But just a few steps away, I heard the sound of the inner pot bursting.

"Fuck! I'm scared to death!"

"Forget it, when the time comes, just follow someone else secretly and replace the pot liner." The person behind obviously lowered his voice.

The little ghost lay on the jade pendant and sang a sad song: "Fairy tales are all lies, there are no princes and princesses..."

Xu Wuqiu yawned, you are right, there are no princes and princesses, there are only exploded pots and other people's pots...

With the lessons learned from the past, Xu Wuqiu put his kettle alone in a corner that was not easily accessible, and cast an invisibility spell on it, so that he would not worry about being stolen by others.

After finishing this, he plans to go to the head teacher.

The senior three teaching building is an independent building, and the teachers are always on the fourth floor. He had already known the location when he came.

The school knew that the people who came this time were from the Taoist sect, so they hurriedly transferred Xu Wuqiu to the key class.

Due to the poor teaching quality of the school, there are only two key classes at the first level, one for liberal arts and one for science.Xu Wuqiu was in the science key class.

Walking to this independent teaching building, the key classes are all on the first floor, Xu Wuqiu walked by the window on the first floor, the teacher inside was teaching the class seriously, and the students below were sleeping seriously.

Xu Wuqiu yawned, feeling deep sympathy for the students and teachers inside, and was still studying in the middle of the night.

He walked up the steps, and the voice-activated lights in the corridor turned on automatically. Along the way, he saw many students studying on the stairs.

Xu Wuqiu looked up at the lamp above his head, and then at the classmates who were working hard around him. They coughed from time to time in order to turn on the lamp, in exchange for a brief 30 seconds of reading.

What a confusing behavior... Isn't it good to study with such bright lights in the classroom?

He finally reached the fourth floor, the door inside the office was ajar, Xu Wuqiu was about to knock on the door, but he heard the voices of two men talking from inside.

"Hey, look at what's going on at your booth! The student jumped off the building, and I guess you won't have anything to do with it in the next few years."

"Fuck it! What kind of building is he jumping off? He's not afraid of death, but I'm bothered!"

There was a sound of patting on the shoulder, and another man comforted: "You want to open it. Fortunately, a high school student in the capital committed suicide by taking medicine. The reporters were all attracted by that incident. Let's put it in the past, you said It might be on the news!"

Xu Wuqiu's hand stopped at the door, and the conversation between the two inside made him feel deeply displeased. Why did the two people talk more and more strangely? !

What does it mean to be lucky that a student committed suicide?Really tmd heartless!

Xu Wuqiu knocked on the door with a sullen face. The people inside seemed to be a little flustered by shock, and opened the door slowly after a while.

Originally, the fat man was a little angry, but when he saw the person outside the door, the anger froze on his face.

"You...you are..." He looked at Xu Wuqiu's clothes from beginning to end, rubbed his hands together, with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

Xu Wuqiu took the document in his hand and handed it to the fat man.

The fat man took it and knew Xu Wuqiu's background just by looking at the title, with what he thought was a friendly feeling on his face.

"You are that new classmate! The teacher has been waiting for you for a long time, let's go, the teacher will introduce you to other classmates now..."

Xu Wuqiu paused: "Aren't the others in class?"

The fat man waved his hand: "It's okay, don't delay anything!"

As he spoke, he planned to put his hand on Xu Wuqiu's shoulder, but Xu Wuqiu avoided it.

The fat man's affection for Xu Wuqiu disappeared all of a sudden, but the background behind Xu Wuqiu had to make him respectful.

The two walked all the way downstairs, and when they reached the door of the classroom, the man stopped and waved his hands around.

Under the street lights not far away, students under the voice-activated lights in the corridor came over with small stools.

"Teacher, what's the matter?" A boy with messy hair and dark circles under his eyes asked.

"Go in first, let's talk after you go in."

The fat man knocked on the door and opened it. The teacher's voice stopped abruptly, and the classroom was in a panic. Many students were awakened by the noise, and they all pretended to be studying hard.

It turned out that the students who were studying outside filed in, and then the fat man walked in.

"Everyone stop for a moment, let me tell you something..."

Some students stretched their waists and raised their heads drowsily with their eyes that could hardly be opened.

"This time we have a new classmate transferred to our class, Xu Wuqiu, everyone welcome!"

The other students stopped when they heard it. Xu Wuqiu had a good ear, and he heard what was going on right away.

"What? You must be out of your mind! Don't all the seniors transfer out? How could someone transfer in?!"

"Who knows, you don't care what people think..."

But no matter what they said, wild applause filled the entire classroom.Xu Wuqiu calmly entered under such applause, and the whole classroom suddenly stopped.

"Damn! So handsome!"

"Look at the pair of shoes he mentioned, they have been on fire for the past two years..."

"I'll go, why do you come here to study with such good conditions?"

"Why do you care about so many people? No. [-] Middle School used to be the best school in District [-], but it has declined in the past two years and..."

The seats in the classroom are limited, and only the first row next to the wall is vacant. The reason why no one chooses it is that the place is too far away, and the blackboard cannot be seen clearly at all.

Xu Wuqiu walked there with his schoolbag on his back. His deskmate was a short boy with thick glasses, who had been studying the textbook seriously.

The fat man saw that everything was settled, and he stopped disturbing everyone in class, closed the classroom door and left.

Because of Xu Wuqiu's arrival, the whole classroom was full of frenzy. They looked enviously and excitedly at this person who knew they were not in the same world just by his appearance.

Some girls with makeup were whispering there, and the boys were staring at the shoes under his feet and talking about something.

Seeing that the scene was too messy, the teacher in class patted the table with an eraser.

"If there is anything to talk about after class, I know you are very emotional, but it is class time."

After the teacher's control, the voice is not as loud as it used to be, but there are still subtle discussions.

Xu Wuqiu ignored all this, but looked at his deskmate.

The deskmate was listening to the class seriously, with his head raised high, and the notes in the book were densely packed.

Xu Wuqiu leaned against the wall, crossed his legs, and looked at his "serious" deskmate.

Sure enough, after a while, the head of his deskmate lowered and raised like a chicken pecking at rice.

Xu Wuqiu: "..."

Are you really so sleepy?

Although the deskmate was very sleepy, he resisted all this with his tenacious willpower, and his mind felt like it was collapsing.

Xu Wuqiu looked at the other students. Except for those who were chatting enthusiastically, many of them just lay down on the table and fell asleep without any sense of resistance at all, and let it happen naturally.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden power outage in the classroom——

The students were stunned for a moment, and then there were loud cheers.

The teacher also helplessly put down the chalk: "Forget it, everyone wait here first, I'll go see how the school arranges."

As soon as the teacher finished speaking, the deskmate completely gave up resistance and fell asleep on the table.

Some students got together in the dark and talked wildly about gossip, while Xu Wuqiu sat silently in his seat and looked at his deskmate.

Perhaps all of this is nothing in the eyes of others, but in Xu Wuqiu's right eye, a whole new world has changed.

The power outage is dark, but there are fires burning on the sides of everyone's head and shoulders. Some people are prosperous, some are weak, and most of them are similar.

However, when Xu Wuqiu looked around for a week, he suddenly stopped looking.

Some people were partying, some people were sleeping, he looked down at his deskmate who was also sleeping.

I saw that the two fires on the shoulders of the same table had been extinguished... only the last one above the head remained.

He squinted his right eye and looked at his deskmate again. The little ghost also poked his head out of the pendant. They were almost the same in terms of soul sensitivity.

"Hey, how did he become transparent?" The kid pointed curiously at the same table.

Xu Wuqiu pressed the little ghost's head back: "It is estimated that he will become your kind soon!"

The kid raised his head in surprise: "What do you mean, is he dying?"

"Maybe."

While they were talking, a gust of wind suddenly blew into the classroom, and everyone inside shivered. Some couldn't help but said to the students sitting by the door.

"Then who, close the door, it's freezing to death!"

The classmate sitting over there who was reciting the text silently said "oh" when he heard it, and walked to the door and closed it.

However, Xu Wuqiu, who was leaning against the wall and facing the door, straightened his expression.

No one could see that while the classmate was closing the door with his back to everyone, there was a boy standing behind him, who obviously just came in from the outside.

It's just that he is different from normal people, his body is almost flat, and the blood on his head keeps flowing down...

Seeing this scene, Xu Wuqiu suddenly became interested. The boy covered in blood obviously didn't notice that he had any abnormalities with other classmates. He held a torn book in his hand and walked towards Xu Wuqiu silently.

Not long ago, the head teacher rearranged the seats, and there was only one seat left in the classroom, so this seat was his.

He walked towards Xu Wuqiu, but it was a pity that no one in the classroom noticed anything abnormal, and only Xu Wuqiu, who was different from ordinary people, could see it.

The boy walked up to Xu Wuqiu like this, and paused when he found that his seat had been taken by someone else. The long study had made him numb, he mechanically raised his head and said to Xu Wuqiu.

"Let me go, this is my place."

Naturally, Xu Wuqiu couldn't give in, let alone dead, he was alive, as long as he sat on it, it was his!

He raised his eyelids and looked at the boy provocatively: "I don't want to let you!"

The boy was a little angry, he patted his deskmate's arm, and the deskmate raised his head wearily.

"Oh, you want to go in, wait a minute!"

The deskmate didn't notice all this abnormality at all, and didn't realize that this person was a classmate who died not long ago.

He pulled the stool forward, made way for the boy, and continued to sleep on his stomach.

No matter what, he never expected that just when he gave way to the boy, the only fire on his head dimmed a bit.