Seeing that it worked, the little pompom puffed up his cheeks earnestly, and blew a second breath at the fierce ghost in the cold wind:

"call----"

This time, the cold wind escalated into a hurricane, and the old ghost full of resentment seemed to have been stung in the face by an oversized hair dryer, and the skin all over his body was floating like a Shar Pei!

The mouth full of yellow teeth, the hair tied into a bun, and the bright red shroud on the body, all formed by the condensation of ghost energy, flew around the corridor!

After the little pompom blew this breath, half of the shroud ghost's Yin Qi was blown away.In front of Xiong Cheng and Zhu Ning, there was only a bald, toothless old woman in ragged clothes standing there baring her teeth.

The little pompom was terribly frightened this time. She was frightened when she saw the old female ghost, and didn't care how miserable her situation was. She took a deep breath, puffed up her cheeks again:

"call----"

The ghost in the shroud had just recovered, and wanted to turn around and run away, but another mouthful of "immortal energy" was blasted head-on!

This time, from a high-definition ghost image to a mosaic oil painting, the shroud ghost seemed to have been splashed with water, and all the colorful paints were all mixed together.

Without the support of Yin Qi, the originally three-dimensional and terrifying figure was as thin as a shadow puppet, which could directly see through the light, and scattered crookedly on the ground.Then the ghost got up trembling with all the ghost energy in his body, hid behind the radiator, and didn't move.

The little pompom finally blew away the scary thing, and relaxed all of a sudden, the whole pompon lay dizzy on Xiong Cheng's trembling hands.

Although Zhu Ning only blew three breaths just now, it was no less than three hours of French horn practice for him.

"This... Xiaozhu, you, you, you..."

Xiong Cheng froze in place as if struck by lightning, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time. If it wasn't for the poor paper ghost still hiding behind the radiator, he almost thought he was hallucinating.

The gunshots in the classroom also gradually fell silent. Zhang Yujin strode over with two bloody cuts on his arms. After seeing the little pompom still nestled in Xiong Cheng's hand, he stopped. relieved.

But then Zhang Yujin frowned again, worried: "What's wrong with Xiaozhu, why is he so listless?"

Zhang Yu also trotted over: "Big Bear, what do you think of the child, did Xiao Zhu get hit by an evil spirit?"

Xiong Cheng looked at the two colleagues who were implying reproach, and then recalled the little pompom blowing like a heavy hammer just now, and couldn't help howling:

"Xiao Zhu was attacked by an evil ghost? It is right that Xiao Zhu attacked the evil ghost!!! You didn't see it, just now Xiao Zhu he he he he... Oh yes, it's not an ordinary evil ghost, it's a fierce ghost! You didn't see that... "

Listening to Xiong Chengyu's incoherent howl, Zhang Yu and Zhang Yujin's eyes flashed worry.

Zhang Yujin rarely slowed down his tone, and patted Xiong Cheng's shoulder comfortingly: "Xiong Cheng, it's really not easy for you, a body trainer, to face evil spirits. Take it easy, and then go back to the logistics doctor to see look."

……

After talking to ducks, Xiong Cheng finally succeeded in rubbing some blood on Zhang Yujin's arm with his fingers, and then pulled out the faded paper ghost from behind the radiator, and held the dangling ghost with three fingers. In front of the two people.

Those ghosts who were very ferocious just a few minutes ago have been trampled to the point where they don’t look like ghosts at all. You can perform shadow puppetry with three bamboo sticks, which is still a comedy.

Zhang Yujin stared at the pitiful ghost for half a minute before he said carefully, "You mean...Xiao Zhu beat it? Isn't Xiaozhu always in your hands? How can you torment the ghost?" Like this?"

Zhang Yujin knew that the teaching building of the [-]th Middle School had already been secretly restrained.

Originally, ghosts, the most yin things, were not tolerated by the yang world, but with the suppression of the token, the things that are incompatible with ghost qi will be greatly weakened, and ghost qi and yin qi will be several times stronger!

It is impossible for a mortal to break through this law-like restriction. Even the bullets from the special mediation department can only melt the Yin Qi the size of a bullet hole. How could that child hurt the ghost?

At this moment, Xiong Cheng felt that everyone was drunk and I was alone awake. He was so anxious that he blushed and his neck was thick. He didn't know how to describe Xiaozhu's miracle. He closed his eyes and yawned a little.

Several people saw the scar on Xiong Cheng's arm, which was originally grey, gradually turned rosy, and every time, the ghostly aura wafted into the open mouth of the little pompon, and disappeared.

Xiong Cheng first withdrew his arm reflexively, for fear that his own arm would also enter the new colleague's mouth in the next second.

After the little pompom smashed his mouth and fell asleep sweetly, Xiong Chengcai picked up the pompom as if he had found a treasure, and asked eagerly:

"What will happen if you put that ghost by Xiao Zhu's mouth?"

Before the other two could stop him, Xiong Cheng had already lifted the miserable shadow puppet to the tip of the little pompom's nose.The little snow-white pompom sniffed, as if dreaming of some delicious meal, and yawned again dizzy.

"what--"

The ghostly aura that the poor ghost had left was gradually reduced, and by the time the little pompom finished yawning, the ghost had degenerated from a paper man into a plastic one.

Before Xiong Cheng was amazed, the little pompom fell down with a thud and fell softly on Xiong Cheng's hand after yawning.

Xiong Cheng was frightened, and hurriedly sent the little pompom to Zhang Yujin: "Boss Zhang, show it quickly! Xiao Zhu, he, he, he..."

The remaining two were also shocked. Zhang Yujin snatched the pompom, glared at Xiong Cheng angrily, and then read out a series of formulas, carefully examining the ball.

Zhang Yu elbowed Xiong Cheng: "What nonsense? Xiao Zhu is a child, not a toy. Next time I will take Xiao Zhu, stay away!"

It took Zhang Yujin a while to slow down his expression, and he raised his head and said to the pale-faced two people, "It's nothing serious, just let Xiaozhu sleep for a while."

Xiong Cheng was worried: "What happened to Xiaozhu?"

Zhang Yujin: "It's okay... In layman's terms, this child eats too much and feels sleepy."

Xiong Cheng stuttered straight away: "Eat, eat ghosts and eat too much?"

Xiong Cheng looked at the little pompom in his hand, almost like looking at the cruel little ancestor. He took the sleeping little pompon with great care, looked left and right, his eyes were full of reverence.

Zhang Yujin had to remind: "Xiaozhu does have some ability to absorb Yin Qi, but he doesn't seem to be very good at using it himself. What if you yawn next time and it doesn't work? What do you do? Let Xiaozhu be swallowed by ghosts?"

Xiong Cheng blushed: "I will definitely protect Xiaozhu next time!"

As he said that, Xiong Cheng stretched out his hand unceremoniously, wiped the blood next to the wound on Zhang Yujin's forearm, and put it on the back of his hand like hand cream, while muttering softly: "Anyway, Zhang Boss, you are bleeding too, Don't waste it... At least for four or five hours, I, Big Bear, will be able to touch ghosts."

When the two were talking, Zhang Yu kept observing the surroundings vigilantly. Now the ghost hitting the wall has not been lifted, and several people are still in the trap of the person behind.

With Zhang Yu's decades of practice, he didn't see what kind of formation was arranged by the person behind it, which was so powerful that several warlocks who had opened their eyes could be attacked at the same time.

After Xiong Cheng finished smearing the blood, Zhang Yu finally found out what was wrong: "Where is Xu Wei, where are the three of them, Principal Zhou?"

Xu Wei was injured and couldn't activate the pistol of the special investigation department for the time being. Just then, they protected Principal Zhou and the three of them hid in the stairs. It stands to reason that they should have come out by now, but Zhang Yu's voice fell behind, and the entire corridor was empty without any echo. .

A bad premonition struck.

Zhang Yu and Zhang Yujin raised their guns for defense, while Xiong Cheng clenched his fists and protected the little pompom in front of him.

"Unexpectedly, the forty evil spirits failed to finish you guys."

A person came out from the stairs, it was the stocky little security guard from before!

Li Fengru put a sharp knife against Xu Wei's throat, and followed behind him obediently.

The "little security guard" untied his cheap security uniform while walking, and threw it aside.

Only then did they see the reason for his stocky body. His torso and shoulders were of a fat adult, but his forearms and hands were uncoordinatedly small... It was the arm of a teenager—the arm of the missing student!

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