The enemy is wearing a vest [Infinite Stream]

The two walked into the village and walked all the way, but they didn't see anyone. Ling Lin observed carefully, but saw a head suddenly appearing in the window of some people's house, which should be observing the two of them.

It's like walking on a street full of surveillance.

This feeling made him very uncomfortable.

The two walked along the winding road, but the school was built in a very conspicuous place. They walked straight for more than 20 minutes and saw it.

A board with mottled wooden paint was half-hanging, as if it was about to fall down at any time, with two blood-red characters written on it-"School", the iron door was half-closed, Ling Lin and Xia Han looked at each other, pushed the door and went in.

With a sound of "creak", the iron door was pushed open, and an inexplicable gust of cool wind blew over. Ling Lin shuddered. The little skirt that came with his system had almost no heat preservation effect, and he couldn't find a thicker one last night. The clothes that can resist until now depend on his strong willpower and his good physique.

"Put it on."

Ling Lin looked at the black coat that was suddenly handed to him, and glanced at Xia Han.

"If you catch a cold, it will not be conducive to our future actions." Xia Han explained indifferently.

Ling Lin thought that this person looked so powerful and unreasonable, but he didn't expect that he was a very careful person. Fortunately, he was not a real girl, otherwise this would be giving a helping hand, giving clothes and being handsome. In this kind of world Here, under the suspension bridge effect, you might be tempted.

He took the clothes calmly, he really needed a piece of clothing to keep out the cold, not to mention it was for the mission to go smoothly.

This black dress should have been produced by the system, and within a few minutes of putting it on, Ling Lin felt warm.

The school is not big, just a small two-story building with a one-story house next to it. The two walked around the school without meeting anyone. The strange thing is that there are books and blackboards spread out on the students' desks. There are also neat writing on the blackboard, as if the class is going well, and all the students and teachers are gone.

Ling Lin's task is to be a teacher at school for half a day, but he doesn't even have students, so what kind of teacher should he be?

The bungalow is where the teacher works. Ling Lin decided to go to the bungalow first after looking around. Since he is a teacher, he must first prepare the content of the class.

There were two desks, and some papers and materials were piled up messily on the desks. Ling Lin found a place to sit, found a lesson plan, and started to write according to the same pattern. Xia Han stood by the door holding a knife.

After writing a few lines, Ling Lin heard a "squeak". He looked up, and Xia Han at the door disappeared at some point, and the door made an unpleasant creaking sound under the wind.

Ling Lin's heart tightened, and he stood up to investigate the situation.

I saw two young women coming in with books in their arms. They were talking, with serious expressions on their faces.

"Did Yuanyuan tell you?"

"Speaking of which, I think this matter should be taken seriously. Although it is not ruled out that children are talking nonsense, what if it is..." the curly-haired woman replied.

As soon as the two entered the room, they saw Ling Lin standing there. The curly-haired woman froze for a moment, and then asked, "Who are you? How did you get in?"

As soon as Ling Lin opened his mouth to find an excuse for himself, he saw that the woman behind the curly hair began to lose "flesh" piece by piece.

The graphics are scary and disgusting, and really, really ugly.

He became hoarse, and sincerely uttered the voice from the bottom of his heart: "Damn it! It's disgusting!"

The curly-haired woman frowned when she heard this, and said sternly, "What are you talking about, who are you?!"

As she said that, she turned around and looked back, probably because she wanted to talk to her colleagues.

"Damn!" As a result, she was also taken aback when Ling Lin took advantage of the curly-haired teacher to turn around and was about to run out the door.

The curly-haired teacher ran straight away, shouting as he ran, "Help!!!"

The figure was like a whirlwind, and disappeared in a whirl.

Ling Lin: "..." So you are not a ghost? ? ?

The female ghost and Ling Lin were left face to face. The female ghost stretched out her hand and said in a leisurely voice, "Student, do you have anything to tell the teacher? The teacher can help you." The voice was sweet and gentle. If it wasn't for that face, the students would probably like it more. teacher.

Ling Lin's hand has already touched the knife in his thigh: "Teacher, I think,"

After the words fell, Ling Lin drew out his knife and rushed straight up. He had seen a ghost last night, and he had done a good job of psychological preparation this morning. Although he was afraid, it wasn't that he was so afraid that he didn't do anything.

The light of the knife flashed, and Ling Lin kicked the female ghost directly.

At this moment, he suddenly realized the fun of women's clothing. High heels are easy to use, and wide skirts are actually very convenient to move around.

Ah, women's clothing!

Then Ling Lin's foot fell to the ground and sprained again.

Pooh!Go to your women's clothing!

The female ghost was directly beaten to the ground by Ling Lin. Ling Lin turned around and was about to go up to mend the knife. He found that the female ghost was not very strong. Now his heart is a lot tougher, he is not afraid of ghosts, and he is a lot more proficient in wearing high heels.

Unexpectedly, the female ghost threw herself on the ground and started to cry: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" I just wanted to talk to you..."

Ling Lin: "..." No, this female ghost teacher, it's too weak to be so weak.

In fact, if it is an ordinary person, no matter how miserable the female ghost is crying, after being frightened in this weird world, if she has the strength, she will probably step forward to make up the knife without hesitation.

But Ling Lin is obviously not an ordinary person, maybe because he has experienced everything in the past two days, he feels that talking to ghosts is also a novel experience.

He was silent for a while, then said, "What do you want to tell me?"

The female ghost quickly raised her head.

Ling Lin: Vomit!

"Change your face back!"

"Okay, okay." The aggrieved female ghost regained her face, she choked and said, "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooyouyou, you're still willing to listen to me in this situation."

"Get to the point." Ling Lin held the knife loosely in one hand. In fact, he wasn't willing to listen. He just wanted to get more information after confirming that the enemy was not his opponent. This was his former enemy——Zhan Mohan taught him.

As long as the female ghost made a slight movement, he would pick up the knife without hesitation and stab the female ghost in the heart.

Ling Lin looked at the female ghost's normal face, and told himself in his heart that when the time comes, he should do it. No matter how normal she looks now, she is a ghost in this spiritual world!

However, the female ghost didn't give him this chance to insert a knife. It was probably set up like this. After he expressed his willingness to talk to the female ghost, the female ghost became less aggressive.

"My strength is restricted in this school, but there are some things I have to tell you, as long as you wait by Anhu Lake tomorrow night, I can show up and tell you something, please, we really need Your help……"

Ling Lin wanted to ask again, but the female ghost disappeared.

He thought for a while, took a knife and walked out the door, only to find that the classroom on the second floor next to him was lit up

Ling Lin walked into the building.

The female ghost disappeared. He hasn't gotten out of this weird situation yet, so he probably still has something to do.

Just like the games he played, if some points are not triggered, the next step cannot be made.

When he stepped on the stairs of the second-floor building, he suddenly heard the sound of a child reading aloud.

"Looking forward, looking forward, the east wind is coming, the footsteps of spring are approaching..."

The immature sound of the children reading and the bright lights dispelled the tension in Ling Lin's heart. He took a slight breath, probably because he was tired. Ever since he saw the corpse this morning, his stomach started to feel unconscious since he hadn't eaten anything. The convulsions, I don't know if it is nervous stomach pain or what.

Ling Lin suddenly had a craving for candy, the kind of cheap and colorful fruit lollipops that the roadside shops would sell when he was a child.

A little girl's cry came from my ear: "I didn't lie, I didn't lie, woo woo woo, I didn't lie..."

Like, upstairs?

Ling Lin calmed down and walked upstairs.

As soon as I got to the second floor, the little girl who was squatting and crying in the aisle stood up and looked at him. She was still wearing the shabby little red dress from last night. The red dress was dripping with water. The red one didn't know what it was, she held a doll and asked him with a mournful face: "Beautiful young lady, Ruan Ruan really didn't lie, do you believe me?"

Ling Lin opened his mouth to answer, but Xia Leng's voice suddenly rang in his ears: "Ling Cuihua, break!"

Immediately afterwards, his head seemed to have been hit hard, his eyes went dark, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a few lines of lesson plans written on his hands. He was dizzy and fell to the side uncontrollably. A pair of powerful arms directly pushed him Circled.

It's so cold that it seems to have the smell of ice and snow lingering at the nose, and it has a more practical and reassuring taste.

Xia Han's hands were warm, and he asked softly, "You should have been pulled into the spiritual space, are you okay?"

Ling Lin raised his head, struggled to sit up, looked at Xia Han and said, "Is there any candy? Give me some candy."

Xia Han: ...