It's hard to be a good teacher

"So..." The national teacher touched his chin and looked at the three people kneeling on the ground, "Is this a love triangle story?"

The three looked at each other, nodded, shaking and shaking.

The national teacher frowned, and the face that was full of immortality was now full of anger: "So! There is no ghost at all, it is the three of you who are arguing... The ghost is that you are holding a candle, and their figures are reflected on the wall ?!"

The little maid nodded, shrinking her neck, shaking and shaking.

The words of the national teacher's anger are almost speechless, and he was scared all day today, and spent money to buy all kinds of ghost equipment, all of which are fake!

It's all bubbles!

It feels like watching a domestic ghost movie, fully telling you that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, you are absolutely not allowed to become a ghost, and you are not allowed to become a ghost.The key is that the country has not yet been established!

"Leave it to the Queen Mother."

The shadow guard escorted the three of them and disappeared into the night, leaving only the emperor and the national teacher behind.Only the national teacher was still angrily stamping his feet back and forth in circles.

Suddenly he heard a laugh behind his ear, the national teacher turned his head and saw the emperor looking at him: "National teacher, your temper seems to have changed a lot?" Although summer night is cool, it is summer night after all, warm can't be said to be not cold at all of.But the national teacher Wufeng was covered in white sweat, and his heart was almost cold.

to be honest?I'm afraid I'll die.

Make up a lie?I have hesitated for so long now, what else is there to edit!

Big blood red characters were written on the wall of the detention center: Leniency for confession, strictness for resistance.Familiar music seemed to sound in my ears-tears behind bars!At this time, the confession might allow the emperor to be tolerant in the face of praying for rain, the national teacher gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, that's all! "I... I am! Mmm!"

The emperor waved at him, told him to shut up, lowered his eyes and listened carefully to the movements in the palace.The national teacher also squinted his eyes to listen carefully.There is indeed a woman crying in this palace!

The shadow guard and his party should have left, so who is it now?Just as the emperor wanted to check out where the voice was, he was grabbed by his sleeve.The national teacher pretended to be calm, completely unaware that he said pitifully: "Your Majesty, the dragon body is important, so don't join in the fun."

As soon as he finished speaking, the emperor remembered that there was still this national teacher behind him. "The national teacher will go with me." With the affirmative tone and the coercion of the real dragon emperor, the national teacher was forced to pull the emperor's sleeve and came all the way to the back of the small kitchen of the princess hall.

"The voice came from here." The emperor hid behind a low wall sideways, poked his head out slightly to see, no one was walking around, and shrank back again.The national teacher felt a wave of cold air rushing from the tail bone to the top of the sky, and hurriedly persuaded the emperor who was still dying: "Your Majesty, do you know science! Look at the world from a scientific perspective, there are no monsters and ghosts in this world at all." , God of elves and beasts! Do you know why things are on the ground but can’t fly? You know... you, ahem, why do you keep looking at me...?"

The Emperor winked at him.

"?"

The emperor sighed: "You look up."

The national teacher raised his head, and a person above him looked straight at him, his face seemed too pale, his cheeks seemed too thin... This head seemed to be transparent, how could he see the eaves of the small kitchen Woolen cloth?

"Ah! Ghost!" The national teacher belatedly let out a scream.

Finish eating noodles and the ghost of wronged case