Wake up, stop dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

The classroom was fairly quiet. The teacher on the podium supported the desk with both hands, looked down at the book, and adjusted his glasses from time to time.

"Teacher Huo, please come out." The dean at the door said with an uncomfortable expression.

Huo Jiaxing glanced at the students, put away the books, stuffed the chalk into the box, said nothing, walked to the door, nodded and smiled at the dean.

When he passed the window, he stopped and turned his head. There are still few people who really study in the classroom, and most of them are doing their own things.

"Students." He said softly.

Most of the eyes looked at him, with some doubts on their immature faces.

Huo Jiaxing smiled, "Goodbye."

The next moment, the figure of the teacher and the dean left from the window. This group of students didn't know that they were about to welcome a new math teacher, who might not be as handsome as Mr. Huo, but he could accompany them to graduation.

The dean walked a few steps, but still couldn't hold back his doubts, "Xiao Huo, why didn't you ask me why I wanted you?"

Huo Jiaxing said: "You will know when you arrive."

"Well, Xiao Huo, that's it. The people from the special investigation office came again last time, and they asked you to go by name. You don't have anything to do with that case, do you?"

"What do you think?"

There was a trace of suspicion in the dean's eyes, and he still said: "I'm afraid there may be some misunderstanding." He looked around, leaned over to Huo Jiaxing and whispered: "I heard it was a ghost. Are you feeling unwell these days? Well, you won't be entangled by that thing, will you?"

Huo Jiaxing just shook his head, didn't speak, his face darkened a lot, and the dean didn't ask any more when he saw that he was unwilling to say more.

The two didn't talk all the way, and soon arrived at the reception room.

"Principal, Teacher Huo is here."

"You go out first."

The dean was stunned for a moment and left, only the principal, Teacher Huo, and Xu Dagu and his party were left in the room.

"Headmaster, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Officer Xu asked you to understand the case, you have to cooperate well." The principal didn't know what the situation was, and looked at the police officers in a daze.

Xu Dagu looked him up and down, then turned his head and asked, "Mr. Si, is he the one you're talking about?"

Si Jia was sitting on the sofa, and everyone except him was leaning to the side and standing idle, which was why Huo Jiaxing saw him the first time he came in.

"Ms. Huo, we want to ask you about the murder of five girls in your school. Don't be restrained. Sit down."

Huo Jiaxing looked at the seat and sat on the edge of the sofa.His position happened to be the farthest from Sika.

"Just ask."

"Do you know this girl?"

Xu Dagu took out a photo and pushed it in front of him, Huo Jiaxing glanced down, "I know."

Surprised at his honesty, Xu Dagu said: "What's your relationship?"

There was a moment of silence before the answer this time, "Friend."

Xu Dagu said: "She died a month ago."

Huo Jiaxing showed a shocked expression, "Dead?"

Xu Dagu frowned, this person didn't look like he was lying, he looked back at Mr. Si.

"He died a month ago. Isn't Mr. Huo her friend? Haven't contacted her for so long?"

"The police officer was joking, and we don't keep in touch with friends often, not to mention that she said before that she went back to her hometown, so we cut off contact."

Huo Jiaxing's answer was basically consistent with what they investigated, if it was the murderer, the concealment was good enough, Xu Dagu was in trouble.

"The reason why Sun Jiamei went back to her hometown is to get married, so who is she going to marry?"

Huo Jiaxing froze for a moment, Si Jia shook out a cigarette in the eyes of everyone, held it in his mouth, and looked at him sideways.

"Aren't you two getting married already, friend?" Si Jia chuckled lightly, and threw the lighter into the hands of the people around him.

Don't you have long hands yourself?

"Snapped."

Zuo Yan withdrew his hand, grabbed the lighter and didn't give it to him, and turned it over and over in his hand. The color of the flame seemed to be a little different, especially cold.

He Bao whispered to him from the side, "The will-o'-the-wisp, it's so refreshing to burn the soul."

Although it is a whisper, it can still be heard clearly by some people with sensitive ears, such as Si Jia, such as Huo Jiaxing...

"Are you Sun Jiamei's boyfriend? Didn't you think of calling the police after your girlfriend disappeared for so long!" Xu Dagu said coldly.

Huo Jiaxing looked at the person on the opposite sofa for a long time, and said slowly: "You know a lot."

He could have refused to admit it, just like all criminals struggled at the beginning, but he didn't want to deny it anymore, even the sentence of friend just now made him unbearable.

"So you killed those girls! To avenge your girlfriend?"

The principal who was listening at the side was confused, and stopped Xu Dagu, "Officer, you can't talk nonsense about murder."

Xu Dagu said: "Principal, you'd better listen to this matter honestly, the police won't wrong a good man."

Huo Jiaxing stared at Si Jia, "Where's the evidence? I don't have time to commit the crime."

"He Bao."

"Hey, boss."

He Bao took out a transparent jar and put it on the tea table in front of several people. The ghoul curled up inside. The only normal principal in the room was shocked and immediately hid behind the table. Xu Dagu was the first See you once, watch with great interest.

Just then there was a knock on the door, and a plainclothes policeman came in, holding a box in his hand.

"It was found from the floor of Huo Jiaxing's room."

Si Jia opened the box under Huo Jiaxing's gaze, ignored other things, and took out a mutilated book from inside.

"Few people know the refining method of ghouls, unless they are the descendants of those lunatics a hundred years ago, you have really passed on the skills of your ancestors, and the refining is not bad.

If you say ghosts with deep grievances, most of them are schools, and you know how to use the venue. "

There was silence in the room, Huo Jiaxing stared at the box intently, his arms were bulging with veins, and his voice was hoarse.

"We were married soon, if it hadn't been for them...

The life debt is naturally paid with life. "

There is only one left, if they are a little later, he will be able to avenge Jiamei.

Catching ghosts, raising ghosts, refining ghosts, manipulating ghosts, what he has experienced, I am afraid that only he knows.

……

Huo Jiaxing was taken away, he thought about struggling to escape, but Si Jia just said, "Wuyin Temple." He gave up struggling.

Xu Dagu didn't expect that the last murderer of these five days was a teacher, and the reason was revenge.

Xu Dagu was most afraid of encountering such a case, and there was some stubble on his vicissitudes of face, he wiped his face indiscriminately, and found a topic at random, "Why does this ghoul eat internal organs like a beast?"

Si Jia said: "Ghosts only eat souls."

Where did the internal organs go?

These are the words Zuo Yan, He Bao, and Xu Dagu wrote together on the faces of the three of them.

Si Jia said indifferently: "Sun Jiamei's body lacks internal organs, and when she is unconscious, she will kill and devour people's internal organs. Killing people is a ghost and will not be redeemed.

Huo Jiaxing used the method of sympathy, and hunger appeared in his body. "

Zuo Yan listened to his words, looked at the other two people, and asked what they wanted to ask, "That is to say, Huo Jiaxing ate the internal organs of those girls?"

Si Jia glanced at him, "Otherwise, where did the stench you smell come from? He is no longer a human being, half stiff and half human."

Does that sound gross?

It's really disgusting, eating people's internal organs, I have heard it occasionally, but it has never happened to me in such a real way.

However, there is also an emotion in it.

If you don't want your girlfriend to become a ghost, then let yourself become a corpse, and if you don't want to die, you can be him.

A few people were silent for a while, only Si Jia looked at the distance, shaking the ash in his hand.

Zuo Yan recalled the Wuyin Temple he mentioned before, "What kind of place is that?"

Sijia said: "A temple that saves the dead."

Zuo Yan looked back at Huo Jiaxing's back, the word love...