Even when he goes to the toilet, he has to be suspicious and escorted like a housekeeper?

The more Xuan Xiao thinks about it, the angrier he gets, and the angrier he gets, the more he thinks about it!

If reason and the girl's reserve hadn't hindered her, she would have been able to break into the men's room right now and scare Qian Mo to such an extent that he had to urinate frequently and urgently!

"Tsk tsk, I feel much better. I just got some inspiration. Go back and quickly compile the last paragraph of the review and go home for dinner!"

While Xuan Xiao was gritting his teeth, Qian Mo calmly walked out of the men's room. As he walked, he shook away the water droplets that had not been completely wiped off after washing his hands. He was so coquettish!

"Aren't you disgusting? Don't dump me!"

"No way! If the self-examination letter gets wet, can you write another one for me?"

"You're such a weak soul!"

"Wait...there seems to be something wrong."

"Don't change the subject!"

"Are you cold?"

"I don't drink hot water!"

"Page 1 of the Undertaker's Handbook!"

"Um... Become an undertaker, transform into ghosts and gods, and cultivate your spirit. Death will accompany you, and darkness will accompany you. Save the ghosts and fulfill their long-cherished wishes. Listen to the dying words of the deceased and drive away demons and ghosts. Since ancient times, when there is heavy rain in the mountains, and the cold wind across the water, in the city

When the sky is foggy and the fog is thick, there must be dead people coming and going. They are often hit by a sudden chill, and their spirits are dispersed. People who commit suicide should be careful! Otherwise, the undertaker can transform ghosts and gods to cultivate their courage, and the souls of the dead can also turn back to cultivate their spirits.

Myself." Although he still didn't keep up with the rhythm, the code of conduct of the line of embalmers has been firmly imprinted in Xuan Xiao's heart.

At this time, when Qian Mo asked her about the funeral instructions, she subconsciously answered.

"Hundan, don't change the subject! You..."

"Then let me ask you now, are you cold?"

Cold? It seems a little cold...

It seems that when I came out of the classroom just now, the temperature was not that low...

Although it is night now, the season is midsummer!

When did my thinking become so slow?

Xuan Xiao suddenly woke up. Her mind was disturbed without knowing it?

The instigator who didn’t know where he was hiding didn’t attack him directly!

Can just some scattered power disrupt your own mind?

"It's almost ten o'clock in the evening."

Qian Mo raised his hand and looked at his watch. There should be no one in the main campus...

Even if some unclean things appear, it should not cause any big waves...

Wait! Professor Liu!

"The office is on the third floor of the main teaching building. I'm going to see Professor Liu now. Xuanxiao, please go back to the classroom."

"Forgot your equipment? Put it somewhere in your schoolbag. I'll get it for you as soon as possible."

"No... I carry all the equipment with me. I asked you to take the test papers and review them. In case the ghost doesn't attack Professor Liu, it will save me from embarrassment..." As he spoke, Qian Mo stopped talking.

From somewhere, he took out an exquisite wolf-hair brush.

This writing brush is only about the size of a palm, and the tip is made of an unknown material. It emits jade-like fluorescence in the dark passage that has been infected by the power of ghosts.

"You... Hundan, just wait for me."

After being stunned for a moment, Xuan Xiao finally gave in and quickly turned around and ran towards the classroom.

Seeing Xuan Xiao's fading figure, Qian Mo looked up in the direction of the office on the third floor.

He knew very well that there was already surrounded by an unusually powerful energy field...

Let Xuan Xiao go back to the classroom to get things just to keep her away from danger.

"Although I don't know who you are, please keep your hands and feet clean..."
Chapter completed!