When AI intelligent people meet fierce gods

A bit ironic.

Yi Qi thought to himself.

He didn't agree with Fengzhu's approach before, because he believed that giving others powerful power indiscriminately would cause the victims' insecurities and the chaos of social order.

But now... Looking at the scarlet eyes of the monsters yearning for revenge, Yi Qi understood a part of Fengzhu's thoughts.

Revenge is the primitive desire of human beings, and the instinct engraved in human genes.

The principal of Ping'an Middle School, after many serious accidents in the school, finally couldn't bear it anymore and was forced to close the school.

Although the source of all tragedies is the principal, he is not a direct participant, but has been hiding behind the scenes and doing evil silently, as if he was just a bystander who has nothing to do with himself.

The principal was sentenced to two years in prison for serious dereliction of duty and spent two years in prison.

But after he was released from prison, relying on the money he earned in school before, he still lived a chic and happy life, eating and drinking without worrying about food and drink, buying a house and a car, and taking care of himself for the elderly.

The former victim died forever in the cold campus, his soul was suffering desperately in the ruins, no real murderer could be found anywhere, and his mind gradually distorted into a bloodthirsty monster.

The souls of these monsters are about to be consumed by time, but they shouldn't leave with regret and hatred.

"The principal of Ping'an Middle School, named Gou Fanzhi, is 57 years old now, and his residence is located at No. 201, Building B, Jincheng Garden, East District of Lujiang City..."

Yi Qi raised his eyes suddenly, scanned the surrounding monsters, and said in a flat tone.

He just found out the information of the principal of Ping An Middle School and the current situation of the principal through the Internet.

Upon hearing the name "Gou Fanzhi", all the monsters' eyes sharpened, their mouths watered, and they roared anxiously.

For 15 long years, when their souls were still rational and able to go out for revenge, they also searched outside the campus, trying to find the real murderer, the principal of the middle school.

But Gou Fanzhi is really cunning. After he was released from prison, he did not live in Lujiang City, but took his family to other places to avoid the limelight. He didn't dare to return to his hometown to retire until he was old and the past was almost forgotten by people.

Gou Fanzhi didn't know that there was a group of ghosts who wanted his life, but by accident, he just avoided the revenge of these ghosts.

The spirits of the ghosts in Ping'an Middle School are almost dissipated, and they no longer have the strength to escape from the prison of the campus.

But today, the ghosts heard the name of the enemy again and learned the address of the enemy, how could they not be excited.

At that moment, countless hot gazes gathered in the heart of Yi Qi's hand, greedily looking at the amber.

The amber was transformed from Fengzhu's eyes, and the power contained in it was beyond the tolerance of these monsters, enough to completely dissipate their already fragile spirit bodies.

So Yi Qi held the amber in his hand, walked in front of the monsters, and gently tapped their eyes with the slightest force.

The old lady, Pang Yuan, Li Bowen, Lu Xiaoya, Xiao Yun...

With the injection of unexpected power, their size suddenly soared several times, but the spirit body became more and more transparent, looming in the night.

Some of their limbs are rapidly decomposing and collapsing even visible to the naked eye.

But they didn't care, they let out a sharp and excited howl, and in the hazy night, they turned and ran towards the school gate without hesitation.

Tonight is the last madness, after which they will disappear completely.

The originally crowded and dull surrounding suddenly became empty.

Only one monster didn't leave the campus and stayed where it was.

Yi Qi looked at the scorched monster, sighed silently, came to the monster, and stared at it steadfastly.

"Wang Xiaoming." He called out to the monster.

The monster's twisted limbs squatted on the ground, still breathing heavily, and no sound came out of its pitch-black mouth.

"There is no text in the diary that mentions you, because you are the owner of the diary."

Seeing that the other party did not attack, Yi Qi was not on guard either, but sat quietly beside it, telling the tragedy of the past in the most flat tone.

"...You are graduating tomorrow and you will be able to leave this disgusting campus in no time, so you let your guard down and stay alone in the classroom after everyone has left."

"The students in the first and second grades of junior high school are on vacation, and the third grade students who are about to graduate left the campus in the morning. In that quiet and hot afternoon, you were the only one in the whole campus."

"You waited and waited until the sun was in the west, and you were lying on the table drowsily, still refusing to leave."

"But in your drowsy sleep, you suddenly smelled a burning smell at the tip of your nose, and heard the crackling sound of burning in your ears."

"The light lines in the school have become old and rotten because they have not been maintained for many years. You keep turning on the lights, and finally today, a cluster of small flames burst out from the short-circuited wires."

"The flames suddenly sprang up beside you, and the scorching flames devoured the messy paper and books in the classroom, and within a short period of time, a raging fire broke out."

"The high temperature brought by the fire burned and deformed the wooden doors and windows of the classroom. When you were suddenly awakened by the flames, you found that you couldn't push the door open, let alone escape from the classroom."

"In the end, you still died that afternoon, in the classroom you hated the most, burned by flames, and died in extreme pain..."

Yi Qi looked at the monster's scorched and twisted limbs, paused for a while, and continued: "So you hate all sounds and lights, any light is to you an inescapable burning and pain before death."

After listening to his words, the monster that Wang Xiaoming turned into still didn't make any moves, just squatted in the same place dullly, with a scorched and blurred face without eyes, but persistently "looking" towards the direction of the campus gate.

"Your spiritual body is about to dissipate, why don't you go with other people and kill your enemies outside the campus?"

Yi Qi asked, "Or... what are you waiting for?"

Wang Xiaoming didn't answer, so he didn't ask any more.

At the moment when countless monsters gathered just now, Yi Qi closed the live broadcast room and chose to face the monsters alone.

At this moment, at the end of everything, he and Wang Xiaoming sat together peacefully, looking at the campus quietly, silently waiting for the night to pass.

When the first ray of morning light cut through the night and fell on the campus, there was a sudden noise at the entrance of the campus that had been silent.

"Found it! I saw the entrance to this campus!"

"It's not easy! We received the police in the middle of the night last night, and all of us walked around the campus countless times, but we couldn't find the gate of the school! Even if we climbed over the wall, we couldn't get over it. What a hell!"

"Hey! Don't talk about it, there have been more and more ghosts in the past few years. Let's save people first..."

The sharp siren sounded, and with the dawn light, the dilapidated iron gate was kicked open, and heavily armed policemen filed in.

The leading police officer was a female police officer, armed with live ammunition and firm eyes.

The moment he saw the policewoman, Wang Xiaoming, who had been sticking to the campus all this time, suddenly trembled, and his already dilapidated spirit body quickly disintegrated and collapsed.

Its spiritual body is like the embers after a flame has burned, and it falls to the ground profusely, dissipating completely.In a pool of ashes, a letter of pink paper was revealed.

Yi Qi picked up the paper and found that it was a love letter that had not been sent.

Just at this time, the police arrived and found Yi Qi standing in the shadows, and immediately exclaimed in surprise: "I found a person, and he is still alive!"

The crowd rushed in and stepped on the ashes on the ground. No one noticed Wang Xiaoming who had disappeared.

The police protected Yi Qi, and then found Zhang Mei and Wu Ming who were hiding upstairs one by one, and under Yi Qi's guidance, they found a group of unconscious people.

All the anchors who entered the campus have been found, and even Mr. Zhao, who disappeared last night, was dragged out by the police from a hidden corner of the small clinic.

Teacher Zhao was also in a coma. Obviously, after Wang Xiaoming dragged him away, he didn't kill him.

It's just that all his nails were brutally pulled out, and his ten fingers were bloody.Apparently he survived by chance, but he was coaxed into the clinic by Dr. Li, and then tortured painfully.

Fortunately in misfortune, everyone is still alive!

The policewoman leading the team, while instructing the police to carry the wounded away, raised her head and looked around the surrounding buildings, lowering her head and sighing from time to time, her eyes full of complex expressions.

Yi Qi stepped forward and said, "Comrade, hello!"

The policewoman looked at him, smiled, and asked, "Hello, what happened here last night?"

"A lot happened last night. I will tell you all when I go to the police station to take notes." He observed the other party's expression and asked tentatively, "You seem to be familiar with this school?"

The policewoman was slightly taken aback, and then her eyes showed a trace of fatigue: "I also studied in Zhong'an Middle School more than ten years ago."

"At that time, Ping'an Middle School was very chaotic, and the environment was not very good. It was not worth remembering, but... After all, I used to be a student here, and I can always think of a few old classmates in the class."

She looked at the teaching building with complicated eyes, and murmured: "My best classmate once died in a campus fire."

Yi Qi was silent for a moment, then asked: "What is your name?"

The female policeman smiled, and fine lines appeared at the corners of her eyes: "I'm not afraid of making fun of you if I say it, my name is very common."

"My surname is Li, and my name is Li Xiaohong."

When Yi Qi heard the name, he was silent for a long time, until Police Officer Li felt strange, he sighed lightly, and took out the love letter from many years ago.

"In this abandoned campus, I once picked up a letter with your name written on it."

"I think it belongs to you."

Yi Qi said lightly.

Officer Li was taken aback, and picked up the love letter in a daze. When she saw the familiar handwriting on the paper, her palm trembled, and she murmured in disbelief: "How is it possible..."

The author has something to say:

Last week, my throat has been uncomfortable, and I can't stop coughing, but I can't cough up anything, so I had to go to the hospital for examination.

As a result, the hospital diagnosed that there was a row of blisters on my throat. The problem is not serious, just use an instrument to soak the blisters!At that time, I thought it was nothing serious, so I soaked the water, but who knew it would be so painful!

It didn't hurt when I ordered it, but after I ordered it, the whole throat was swollen!In the past few days, as long as I swallow, spit, or clear my throat, the severe pain will almost kill me!I can even feel that the piece of flesh at the mouth of my throat has swollen so much that it hangs limply in my throat. Even if I don't move, it hurts so much that I lie on the bed and beat the bed board, not wanting to move anything. I can't do anything, I just want to knock myself out and pass out. Anti-inflammatory drugs and painkillers are not helpful.

In the past few days, I barely typed a little word, but not much, and it has not been sent out.It took a whole week for my throat to gradually subside and I was finally able to concentrate on doing something.

I will post the words of the previous code today, and I will stay up late tonight to work, and try to update three or four chapters tomorrow.