Sharp screams rang out in the classroom.

Lin Hao widened his eyes and made this sound. He thought he would be a girl reading in the study room, but the actual situation was different from what he expected.

This sound was made from the mouth of the female ghost Wen Lian.

The moment Wen Lian was about to touch the girl, a golden light flashed.

The moment the bloody hand touched the golden light, she immediately fell back with an unbelievable look on her face.

Wen Lian covered her hands and looked at the girl hatefully, wanting to come over, but she was afraid of the flash of golden light.

Lin Hao looked at the reversal of the situation in front of him, swallowed his saliva, and asked Wei Yun beside him: "What is the light just now?"

I have also seen Tang Ning exorcising ghosts and exercising Taoist techniques, but I have never seen a similar light.

"Buddha Light."

The light flew in a flash, and although it was short, Wei Yun still felt the residual Buddha power.

"Buddha's light~"

Tang Ning said affirmed Wei Yun's answer, his eyes rolled and he looked at the frightened girl: "No wonder the young lady is not afraid, she turns out she has something on her."

The sight finally locked on the girl's wrist.

A small golden amulet was passed through the red thread and tied to her hand.

Seeing Wen Lian being repelled, the girl breathed a sigh of relief. When she turned around and saw Tang Ning looking at him leisurely, her heart beating faster.

The three people suddenly appeared in the study room, and the girl spoke and talked about ghosts with her.

No matter how dull she was, she noticed something was wrong with them.

And, they seem to... all behemoths.

"You are not students of this school." The girl looked at Tang Ning: "Why do you come to the teaching building at night?"

The slightly trembling hands were betraying her heart.

"Come on looking for a ghost."

Tang Ning turned her head and looked at Wen Lian behind her. Because of fear, she did not move at all and did not move any longer.

Then he smiled and pointed at her wrist: "Miss, your thing is so magical. Can you lend me a look?"

Hearing her words, the girl subconsciously put her hands back: "Who are you? Leave quickly, or I'll call someone!"

"Swish~"

Tang Ning leaned against the table behind him and looked up at her: "Call me, see if you can call someone or ghosts."

They came here on the fifth floor and hadn't met anyone else yet, so they didn't believe she could call someone else.

The girl obviously thought of this, and turned around and saw Wen Lian who hated her, and then looked at the girl in front of her, feeling nervous: "What do you want to do?"

Tang Ning looked at her calmly, her eyes clear but sharp, as if she could see through what was hidden inside her.

"Miss, don't be so nervous. I just want to know why you are here alone in the middle of the night?"

The girl looked at her nervously: "I, I am a professor from the study room..."

"Stop it, don't use this kind of rhetoric to fool me."

Because she was facing Wen Lian, her resentment increased, and Tang Ning immediately discovered: "I think it's better to be honest with you, otherwise we really don't care about it later, and you have no place to cry even if you cry."

Rare ghosts who have just died and are still in a confusion period rarely attack people at will.

Wen Lian's ghost immediately turned towards the girl in front of her, which shows that this girl must be related to Wen Lian's obsession, otherwise she would not turn into a ghost and would not let her go.

Moreover, this girl dared to come to the teaching building at this time and carried amulets on her, which was obviously prepared.

"I didn't fool you. It was really the professor who asked me to organize the information, so I..."

"Song Xiuman, why are you lying to me!"

The girl's words were interrupted again. This time it was not Wen Lian, but Wen Lian standing quietly behind her.

Seeing her reaction, Tang Ning and the other two knew the girl's name.

After Wen Lian asked this question, the unwillingness and hatred in her heart seemed to cover up her fear of the amulet and rushed towards Song Xiuman again.

When Tang Ning heard her speak, he looked up suddenly. Could it be that she had passed the period of confusion?

"Bang!"

Wen Lian was knocked away by the golden light again.

It seemed that the brave warrior was making a comeback again.

The color of the soul body began to change. The eyes that looked at Song Xiuman were always full of hatred and unwillingness, and he still murmured: "Song Xiuman, why are you lying to me?"

She hasn't passed the confusion yet.

But I had too deep obsession with Song Xiuman in my heart. Even though I was confused, I still didn't suppress this hatred.

Hearing someone calling him, Song Xiuman subconsciously turned around and turned around. Seeing Wen Lian rushing towards him again, she couldn't help but sweat.

Seeing Wen Lian bounced away again and again, she felt mixed feelings, with gratitude and pity.

"Bang!"

The golden light flashed again, and Song Xiuman's pupils shrank, and the golden light was much dimmer compared to the first time.

Only then did she realize that the amulet on her body would not always protect her.

Without thinking, I was about to rush out of the classroom and leave the teaching building.

"Miss, what are you running?"

The moment she walked to her side, Tang Ning reached out and grabbed the person, looking at the information and books that had not yet been closed on the desktop: "Don't you sort out what the professor wants?"

"Let go, let me go!" Song Xiuman pulled away her holding her hand.

The other party's fingers are obviously slender, why can't he break it?

Wen Lian rushed towards her again.

Seeing that the golden light became darker, I was afraid I couldn't hold on for a few more times: "Let go, I don't want to die here!"

Tang Ning was not moved by her words, and her face was full of considerate and caring: "No, isn't the professor in a hurry? If you finish finishing it and you're scolded, wouldn't I feel sorry for it?"

Song Xiuman almost laughed out loud. You look a little sad?

Seeing Wen Lian rushing towards her again at the corner of her eyes, she saw her ferocious expression and the alarm was made in her heart. She felt that the amulet was likely to not be able to stop this attack.

"Let go, there are no professors or information, I'm just trying to fool you, are you okay?"

In order to let Tang Ning let go, Song Xiuman simply told the truth.

But she was too naive to think, Tang Ning didn't let go after hearing this: "Then I can't let you go. Do you think you can escape her?"

Song Xiuman looked anxious. She just wanted to leave as soon as possible.

Can you just wait to die if you can't run away?

Seeing Wen Lian approaching him, a faint golden light shone like the last storm of wind, which disappeared in an instant.

The bloody face magnified in front of his eyes, and fear surged into his heart, making Song Xiuman subconsciously hold his breath and unable to move.

The blood-stained hands had already covered her neck, and she clearly felt the cold breath on her skin.

Cold sweat fell from Song Xiuman. Are you going to die?

Tang Ning stood up, she just wanted to scare people, and she didn't intend to let Wen Lian hurt others.

He held a copper coin in his raised hand, trying to control it with Wen Lian.

"Dingling ~Dingling ~"

The ringtone rang in this quiet floor, growing louder and louder, as if it was walking towards it.
Chapter completed!