"Ghost? Pull you down!" Yang Shudong pushed Zhong Xiaokui away, took a breath on the ground, and said angrily: "You know Brother Dong, I never believe in ghosts and gods, and you still use this kind of thing to deceive me.
?You don’t want to hang out with me anymore?”
"Oops! Brother Dong, don't be so loud!" Zhong Xiaokui looked at the surprised eyes of the classmates around him, couldn't help but pull Yang Shudong's sleeve, and said cautiously with a sad face: "Brother Dong, what I said is all
Really, have you forgotten who I told you about my ancestors?"
"Of course I won't forget what you said. You mention it so many times every week. It's hard for me to forget." Yang Shudong shook his head and said casually: "Aren't you the 63rd generation descendant of Zhong Kui? But
, Xiao Kui! If you are really that awesome, as powerful as the legendary Zhong Kui, then I should follow you and call you Brother Kui."
"Ah? No no!" Zhong Xiaokui waved his hands and said hurriedly: "My skills are too weak now, and I am no different from ordinary people. How dare you let Brother Dong follow me?"
"Huh? In this way, if you become more skilled in the future, you can let me follow you around?"
"No, no, you will always be my boss, how could I..." Zhong Xiaokui said and sighed, "Oh, Brother Dong, you don't know about this practice. This is different from practicing martial arts. There is no chance or coincidence. Next time
No matter how hard you work, you will never succeed."
"Oh? Really?" Yang Shudong suddenly felt inexplicably disappointed after hearing this. In fact, if Zhong Xiaokui could be as powerful as the legendary Zhong Kui, he would really rather hang out with him and call him Brother Kui. "Since you are nothing like ordinary people.
The difference is, how do you know there is something sinister about Wang Nianxue?"
"Well, well..." Zhong Xiaokui hesitated for a moment and said hesitantly: "This... Brother Dong, this is my biggest secret. I told you, but you must not tell others."
"Of course! Xiaokui, don't you still know Brother Dong's temper?" When Yang Shudong heard that Zhong Xiaokui really had a secret, he quickly patted his chest and said carelessly: "If you mess with me, I will protect you. How is that possible?
Reveal your secret?"
"Okay! Brother Dong, here's the thing." Zhong Xiaokui took off his large pair of myopia glasses from his face and handed them to Yang Shudong, and then said furtively: "Actually, my secret
It’s in these glasses”
"Glasses?" Yang Shudong reached out to take the glasses and looked at them in his hand. He didn't find anything different. He couldn't help but asked curiously: "Xiao Kui, are these...a pair of magic glasses?"
"Tch! What magic glasses?" Seeing more and more classmates gradually returning, Zhong Xiaokui carefully held Yang Shudong's hand and put the glasses on, "Brother Dong, take a closer look at the difference between Wang Nianxue and others.
?”
When the classmates in the class saw that Yang Shudong actually wore Zhong Xiaokui's large glasses, they were all a little curious, but they only regarded it as a joke and did not take it seriously at all.
Only Yang Shudong knew in his heart that this was definitely not a joke, because he had discovered that these glasses were indeed a bit different.
As Zhong Xiaokui said, this pair of glasses looked nothing special to ordinary people, but as soon as his eyes glanced at Wang Nianxue, Yang Shudong couldn't help but shudder.
Wang Nianxue really had a slightly weird and cold air that was like black mist. When Yang Shudong noticed this cold air, he felt as if he had entered a pile of graves in the middle of the night, and his whole body was covered with dense blood.
goosebumps
"This cold air should actually be called soul power. Soul power is the power emitted by evil spirits when they attack humans." Seeing Yang Shudong's expression, Zhong Xiaokui knew that he had believed his words, so he went on to explain: "But
Judging from the faint soul power next to Wang Nianxue, either this evil ghost has too little cultivation, or he has no ill intentions towards Wang Nianxue at all. Otherwise, it is impossible for Wang Nianxue to be attacked by the evil ghost and still be unharmed."
In fact, things were exactly as Zhong Xiaokui expected. Li Wuji had no ill intentions towards Wang Nianxue at all. He just used a piece of watermelon rind infused with soul power to make her fall.
"Huh? Ghost?" Although he usually claimed that he never believed in ghosts and gods, Yang Shudong was still a little scared once he encountered one. "Xiao Kui, are there really ghosts in this world?"
"Of course there are ghosts, but they are different from the ghosts in ordinary legends..." Before he finished speaking, the school bell suddenly rang. Zhong Xiaokui was about to get up, but was grabbed by Yang Shudong.
"Xiao Kui, just sit here and tell me, and let that fat dinosaur sit on your seat first."
"Well, okay, Brother Dong." Zhong Xiaokui sat down again after hearing this and said to Yang Shudong: "Actually..."
"Eh? Zhong Xiaokui, why are you sitting here with me?" Just as Zhong Xiaokui opened his mouth, his voice was interrupted by a sharp soprano, "Look, you've messed up all my textbooks!"
"Ah? Classmate Wu Chunhua..." Zhong Xiaokui turned around and found that Wu Chunhua had already arrived behind him. He quickly explained: "It's like this. I have a problem that I want to ask Brother Dong. Please come to my seat first."
"Have a seat"
"Are you asking him for advice?" Wu Chunhua looked at the two of them doubtfully, and couldn't help but murmur to herself. This Yang Shudong is better at sports, but he is a master with well-developed limbs and a simple mind. His grades cannot be compared with Zhong Xiaokui's deskmate Wang Nianxue.
, even Zhong Xiaokui himself is better than him. Could it be that Zhong Xiaokui is asking for advice on sports?
"Hmph!" Wu Chunhua took her textbook and sat down not far away from Zhong Xiaokui. She thought to herself that there must be nothing good for these two people sitting together, and they might be plotting against another classmate.
"Brother Dong, there are actually ghosts in the world." Before the teacher arrived, Zhong Xiaokui lowered his voice and explained to Yang Shudong: "But not everyone can become a ghost after death.
Only those who have passed through their souls and reached a certain level of cultivation, or whose souls have had a chance to practice before their thoughts disappear after death, can become ghosts. Therefore, the vast majority of people are finished and have nothing left after death. Can they become ghosts?
The chance of being a ghost is only one in tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands. If not, wouldn’t the world be full of ghosts?”
"Well, what you said makes sense." Yang Shudong nodded. Suddenly, he felt that the classroom suddenly became quiet. He looked up and found that Teacher Huang had brought in two students, a boy and a girl. However, they were not the same students he had just met.
Who are Ouyang Tianjing and Li Wuji?
"Ah?" As soon as he saw Li Wuji's figure, Yang Shudong was shocked. A cold and ghastly feeling surged out of the capillaries all over his body in an instant, and the biting chill immediately spread throughout his body!