After pompom enters Hades

Here is the usual office layout, a large black office desk is placed in front of the window, behind are thick blackout curtains, and three student wooden chairs.

On the wall in front of the desk, there is a single leather sofa, which is half covered by the open door.No frills.

However, due to the remedial classes in the dean's office and the high death rate over the years, both Zhuan Gui and Huai Zilin are at war, and it seems that any shadow or angle can be their death factor.

Despite being afraid, Zhuan Gui and Huai Zilin sat down on the chairs in front of the desk, opened the first page of the school rules, picked up the prepared paper and pen and quickly copied them.

Zhu Ning sat at the farthest position, only one leg can be stretched into the big desk, and the other leg can only be placed outside at an angle.

For the first time, Zhu Ning opened the student handbook of Desen Middle School. On the light green booklet, there are 3 codes of conduct printed on 42 pages, which can be copied in less than an hour.

1. Do a good job in personal hygiene, dress neatly, and pay attention to the age of clothing.

2. If the clothes worn by students do not conform to the characteristics of the age, there are stains such as mold spots, blood scabs, burnt paste, etc., or even rotten, 1 point will be deducted for each student.

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3. Students should be well-groomed and well-equipped with all five senses and four limbs.

4. Students' facial features, limbs, and head shape should be consistent with the aesthetic requirements of contemporary society.

5. Students who cannot achieve the above two points due to some reasons should report to the teacher in charge of the class before the start of the school and negotiate a solution. Those who have not been resolved after the start of the school are not allowed to enter the classroom.

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30. After ranking 1500 in the provincial unified examination and mock exam, 1 point will be deducted; after 2000, 2 points will be deducted; after 3000, 5 points will be deducted.

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41. Students who hurt classmates and teachers and cause obvious consequences.For every discovery, 3 points will be deducted for each person.

42. Murdering classmates and teachers, leaving decisive clues, which are verified by two or more teachers, will be deducted 10 points.

Zhu Ning hastily browsed through the Desen school regulations, and found that it is really not easy for the students to survive here until they graduate.

Other regulations are fine, but the students here still have to study hard to get into the top 1500 in the district?Take Huai Zilin as an example, what is his headless ghost doing in a university, to study clinical medicine and change his head?

Just when Zhu Ning was fascinated by reading the student handbook, Huai Zilin next to him suddenly let out a short scream and stared at his A4 paper!

Zhu Ning heard the reputation and looked around, and saw that on the A4 paper, the densely packed small characters changed from black to blood red at some point, and even smudged with deep red blood, the original neat handwriting slowly turned into blood spots .

Huai Zilin maintained the posture of holding the pen, trembling and stiff, not daring to move a bit, because his right hand holding the signature pen was covered with a pale woman's hand stained with blood.

It protruded from the blackout curtains that were tightly attached behind them...

Zhuangui was so frightened that he didn't even dare to lift his head, and desperately copied his copy, as if Huaizilin's life and death had nothing to do with him.

Seeing that the entire A4 paper had been soaked into a deep red by the blood, Huai Zilin suddenly made up his mind, and took out the small fruit knife he was carrying from his arms like lightning, and stabbed at the bloody hand!

However, the moment the sharp tip of the fruit knife touched the bloody hand of the female ghost, it seemed to be in a trance for a moment.

Looking further, there is a sharp knife on the back of Huai Zilin's hand holding the pen, and the whole hand is almost nailed to the table by the fruit knife, and the cold and sticky ghost hand has not disappeared, but is oozing blood continuously. Even the black ink in the signature pen slowly turned into blood and could no longer be used.

Huai Zilin: "Ah——"

Huai Zilin suddenly jumped up, pointing at the tabletop and screaming in fear, but his right hand was still held there by the bloody ghost's hand, as if holding a pen and inserting a knife, it broke off the tabletop.

Huai Zilin: "Ahhhh—"

Zhu Ning had just written two lines when Huai Zilin quarreled and couldn't write, "Huai Zilin, what are you talking about, you have lost your head several times, are you still afraid of breaking your hands?"

Huai Zilin's terrified screams stopped abruptly.

"Don't worry about your hands, the main problem now is that your paper and pen don't work, right?"

After finishing speaking, Zhu Ning continued to copy at the desk, Huai Zilin was in a daze for a few seconds, trying to reach out to pull out the fruit knife and right hand, but even if the bloody ghost hand had been withdrawn faintly, hidden in the darkness behind the blackout curtain, the severed hand It's like being welded to the table and can't be pulled out at all.

Half a minute later, Huai Zilin picked up the blood-stained A4 paper in a daze, went out to find a new one for the dean, and was deducted 2 points for not caring for the stationery.

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After Zhuangui witnessed the whole process, he avoided the blackout curtains behind him. His strong body stuck to the edge of the table, trying to stay away from the horrible curtains behind him, and at the same time he was desperately copying quickly.

then……

Zhuan Gui was wrapped around his neck by a worn and rotten white silk hanging from the air conditioner above his head, and was dragged into the air.

Zhuangui: "Ho ho... help..."

Seeing that Zhuan Gui, a big man, was about to be hanged to death by a half-rotten white silk.

Zhu Ning had no choice but to turn around and poke Huai Zilin with a signature pen: "Student Huai Zilin, didn't you hear, Zhuangui begs you to save him, go and tell the teacher that a classmate is going to be hanged."

Huai Zilin was originally copying desperately with his left hand crookedly, but when he heard Zhu Ning's words, he turned around angrily: "Why don't you go?"

Zhu Ning replied seriously: "If a classmate dies, points will be deducted. I now have 103 points."

However, Huaizilin only scored 76 points, which is probably a new low in the education history of Desen Middle School.

Five minutes later, Huai Zilin went to the dean with a dark face and rescued the half-dead Zhuan Gui.In fact, after the beer belly of the dean entered the door, the rotten white silk was retracted winkingly, and the air outlet of the air conditioner disappeared.

The dean looked at Zhuangui kindly, who had almost strangled his head, and criticized him for trampling on the office desk and copying the school rules to pieces, then deducted 3 points from him, and gave him a copy of the school rules and an A4 Paper.

Zhuan Gui has 69 points left, and he has to copy again. This big guy is afraid of being cruel. He has to look up every 2 seconds to see if there is anything falling out of the air outlet of the air conditioner. Looking back at the blackout curtains with trepidation, if you can stretch out a hand and write 5 characters in a minute, it would be good.

Huaizilin, on the other hand, used his left hand to copy from the beginning. Whenever he finally copied the hand and was able to write a word in 10 seconds, he could subconsciously catch a glimpse of his own hand, which was nailed to the table by a fruit knife. He broke his hand in horror, and after a sudden shudder, he wrote typos one after another.

Zhu Ning started late, but he has almost finished writing a whole side. He is neat and beautiful, with a touch of running script.

At the same time, he was also vigilant about his surroundings. Such a beautiful copy cannot be ruined by some hand or Bai Ling.

But when Zhu Ning turned the page and wrote the first word beautifully, he felt a cold and sticky hand holding his ankle under the dark table and pulling it down fiercely!

Zhu Ning was always on guard against the back and the top of his head, and when he slipped out, he suddenly fell short, almost being dragged from the chair to the bottom of the table.

The tip of the pen pricked across the A4 paper, leaving a deep and extremely glaring black avenue.

Zhu Ning raised his foot and slammed the arm under the table away, then sat up straight sullenly, and after a few seconds of being stunned, he began to process the unsightly black strokes into a pine and cypress tree trunk.

Fortunately, the back is completely blank, so the processing is quite beautiful.

Huaizilin didn't know what happened to Zhuning, but he knew that he had also been plotted against, so he sneered contemptuously: "What are you proud of? You're just a magician who knows how to do tricks. What can I do, won't I not survive the end of the term?"

Hearing Huai Zilin's words, Zhu Ning's heart moved. Even the student handbook, which only the sky-eyed can see, did not say why the students murdered each other. If it was a simple dead person, these students and their parents would never do this. I am happy to go to school in Desen.

But obviously, Huai Zilin knew something inside.

Zhu Ning finished drawing the last stroke of the pine branch, sighed at her beautiful curly surface, and began to write seriously, while pretending to mock: "Then you can live until the end of the semester? I think you can't even make up for today's make-up class." Can't survive."

Huai Zilin's face darkened, and he said viciously, "What do you know as a sorcerer?"

Just as Zhu Ning was about to speak, he felt that cold, bloody hand from under the table quietly grabbing his ankle. Zhu Ning hurriedly raised his pen, but it was a step too late. When he suddenly fell from the chair, The tip of the pen traced several small lanes in the beautifully copied passages. --

Zhu Ning got angry, at this moment his whole body was dragged to the ground, and he quickly slid under the pitch-black table.

From this extremely low angle close to the ground, Zhu Ning can even see a pair of bluish-white, pupilless eyeballs in the depths of the table hole that looks like a man-eating mouth, staring straight at him...

Seeing that Zhu Ning was about to be pulled into the deadly pitch-black table hole, and getting closer and closer to those white eyes, he directly followed the force of the ghost hand, bent his knees into the table hole and raised his hand to face the long The face of the white eyeball was slammed for a while: "Why are you dragging me for nothing? Why do you say you are dragging me for nothing?"

Half a minute later, Zhu Ning straightened his cuffs, crawled out from under the table, sat on the chair and stared at the transcription with several small black marks in frustration.

Zhuan Gui and Huai Zilin didn't see the ghost hands and white eyeballs, thinking that Zhu Ning was just frightened by a little disturbance and fell to the ground.

The two were very gloating. They had already seen through Zhu Ning, a guy who knew a lot of tricks. He played tricks in class and was a cute and obedient student in front of the dean.

But without the teacher by his side, what else could he do?Bonus points won't save his life.

Watching Zhu Ning start to draw plum blossoms on the little blackheads, seriously embellishing the handwritten school rules, Huai Zilin had a sneer on his face:

"Oh! No matter how beautiful you make these fancy things, it's useless. It's really in that kind of place..."

Zhu Ning continued to draw the little flower with no expression on his face, "Where is it?"

Huai Zilin looked cautious, and did not answer, but Zhuangui grinned and said, "Ha, did you go to school without knowing anything? No wonder...the place to go after death!"

Zhuan Gui seemed to intend to scare Zhu Ning, and the last few words were extremely dark, as if he was waiting for Zhu Ning's frightened reaction.

Zhu Ning: I used to manage that land boundary.

Zhu Ning finished drawing the last stroke of the little plum blossom, and finally saved the entire A4 paper, and began to copy it in beautiful cursive script, "Why, Desen Middle School, are you going to let the dead students capture the underworld?"

Huai Zilin glared at Zhuan Gui, told him to shut up, and then angrily looked at Zhu Ning who had copied it carefully: "Do you think these are all jokes, you short-sighted art..."

At this moment, the pale hand under the table stretched out from the drawer without a sound, and grabbed the handle of the fruit knife on the table. With almost no effort, he pulled out the sharp knife from the back of the severed hand and laid it on the table. Waving it in an extremely dangerous manner, the noses and eyes of several people will be cut off in the next second!

A few drops of blood dripped onto the A4 paper of Zhuning's treasure, and it was blushing...

Zhu Ning yelled in distress, grabbed the ghost's hand in a rage, and pulled it hard like lightning, pulling the whole female ghost out of the drawer!

Then it instantly changed back to the appearance of a small pompom, and opened its bloody mouth of more than two meters...

Ahhh, swallowed the female ghost who was only 1.6 meters in one mouthful.

Zhu Ning, who had turned back into a human form, wiped her mouth with a paper towel politely, took out a thermos from her schoolbag, took a few sips of warm water to smooth her throat, and then turned to Huaizilin.

"Tell me, where did the classmates go after they died?"

The faces of Huaizilin and Zhuangui turned from white to black, from black to green... Finally, they were frozen in extreme panic...

Huai Zilin stammered in a trembling voice: "A-Actually...it's just...a place that's not the underworld...I don't know where it is..."

During the period, Huai Zilin and Zhuan Gui didn't even dare to hold a pen, and sat down to answer Zhu Ning's question tremblingly. The two of them only knew that after studying in Desen Middle School, the students who survived successfully could successfully integrate into the elite class of mankind. Achieve unimaginable positions of power and money.

The dead classmates will not go to the underworld to reincarnate, but have another task. They will not die, but continue to exist in a certain way.

Zhu Ning didn't quite understand, but the A4 paper he drew on pine branches and plum blossoms looked like it was painted with blood after the blood spots were applied. Article school regulations.

Zhu Ning got up and carried her schoolbag, picked up the carefully copied school rules with both hands, and walked out of the room to hand it to the dean.

But as soon as he stepped out of the room, Zhu Ning saw the dean looking at him, his eyes were full of relief, admiration, and some kind of hesitation... embarrassment?

Zhu Ning suddenly remembered that he ate a ghost in the office, which didn't seem very good.

So, Zhu Ning pretended to be nonchalant and walked towards the teaching director. When he passed the trash can, he spit out the shrunken female ghost into a tissue, balled it up, and threw it into it like he was spitting gum.

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The embarrassment on the dean's face seemed to be getting heavier.

But the dean didn't say anything, just took Zhu Ning's copy and praised it sincerely, but he always glanced at the trash can.

Zhu Ning glanced at the trash can out of the corner of her eye for some reason, and then saw the white-clothed female ghost with a bruised nose and swollen face slowly crawling out of the trash can, and then silently changed back to its original size.

Zhu Ning: Well, this female ghost's morality is not low, and the remaining yin energy can support her transformation back, which is really quite strong.

The teaching director greeted awkwardly: "Mr. Su, thank you for coming to supervise the make-up class. I'm really embarrassed! I didn't expect this year's students to be so... Do you need someone else to substitute for your afternoon class?"

The female teacher didn't mean to greet at all, she glanced at the dean expressionlessly, then reached out to take a few tissues from the paper drawer on the dean's cabinet, opened the door while wiping the trash soup on her face, and stepped on her high-heeled shoes Denden walked out of the office.