There were twenty or thirty strange students sitting on the seats. They seemed to have died long ago. They were wearing black clothes, their bodies were pale and motionless, like the dead souls in the memory, trapped here forever.
In addition to these long-dead souls, He Yin'er, Zhou Deng, and Lu Zhiwen were also brought into this strange private school by Zhang Xianguang.
The three of them seemed to have become part of the students. Like those students, they could only sit like a wooden figure in front of the table, unable to move.
But at this time, a ghost that looked like an old corpse was wandering around the classroom with a rusty sword in hand, and began to kill people randomly and unscrupulously.
Even though the three of them were captain-level ghost masters, they still couldn't resist attacks involving conscious supernatural beings and could only sit there.
At this moment, the ghost passed by Zhou Deng and walked towards He Yin'er.
He Yin'er's desk is against the wall, which means the number of students around her is destined to be smaller than others, and there are also very few students sitting near her at the moment. There are only one student sitting on the front, back and left, and on the two sides diagonally opposite
It was empty space.
He Yin'er felt excited at this moment.
Since the ghost was coming towards her, it was definitely going to kill people, and it would have to cut off at least one person's head before leaving.
"Choose one of four?"
He Yin'er couldn't move, but cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He didn't know if he had Zhou Deng's luck.
At the same time, the ghost was getting closer and closer.
The cold breath was so close, He Yin'er could only move his eyes, but his body was still so stiff, unable to move, and he could only let what happened in front of him happen.
Suddenly.
The ghost stopped.
But the place where it stopped was next to He Yin'er.
One-quarter probability.
He Yin'er was very unlucky, she was drawn.
"Get the hell over here."
Zhou Deng became anxious when he saw this, and immediately yelled, trying to attract Li Gui's attention.
"It's useless. The sound can't attract the attention of the ghost. It seems that her luck can only end here. The ghost can finally take away a captain."
Zhang Xianguang rolled his eyes, looking forward to what would happen next.
As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost raised the rusty sword in his hand and slashed at He Yin'er's head just like before.
In the eyes of the ghost, there is no difference between He Yin'er and the other students sitting here.
"Am I going to be killed?"
He Yin'er's eyes tightened, and she could only watch helplessly as the strange sword slashed at her. Her whole body was tense to the extreme, and she wanted to use all her strength to struggle away from the restraints on her body, but she was still helpless.
"No!" Zhou Deng shouted.
Lu Zhiwen, who was sitting not far away, had a gloomy face, but he could only watch this scene helplessly.
But just when these two people didn't want to see He Yin'er's head fall to the ground.
The student sitting behind He Yin'er suddenly stood up, then picked up the stool underneath and threw it at Li Gui.
There was a loud "bang" sound.
The old wooden bench hit Li Gui's stiff body and immediately fell apart.
Li Gui, who had just raised the knife, was knocked to the ground by the stool. However, the ghost was not injured. Not to mention bleeding, not even a single wound could be seen on his body.
But no matter what, Li Gui's attack was interrupted, and He Yin'er escaped.
"Um?"
Zhang Xianguang was stunned when he saw this scene.
How is this going?
Is there something wrong with the private school?
"What happened? The student finally couldn't stand the teacher's misbehavior and couldn't help but stand up and beat the teacher violently?"
Zhou Deng, who looked confused, was also confused about the situation at the moment, but his face was already ecstatic.
He Yin'er has not recovered from the dangerous situation just now. At this moment, his eyes are still wide open, and he is covered in cold sweat. The look of panic on his face has not yet completely disappeared.
"I'm all right?"
She felt incredible after the disaster.
Suddenly, a chill came from behind, startling her and making her heart tremble.
Glancing out of the corner of her eye, she discovered that the person standing up behind her actually started to move. At this moment, he slowly passed by her, and he was dragging an old wooden table in his hand, which made a sharp sound when it was rubbed against the ground.
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This person seems to be a student, wearing a black suit like them. But the problem is that only ghosts can move in today's private schools. Even Zhang Xianguang can't move, why can this student move?
And looking at him dragging the wooden table slowly towards Li Gui, it seems that he plans to continue beating Li Gui?
"boom!"
At this moment, the student who could move freely picked up the wooden table in his hand and hit Li Gui hard before he could stand up again.
"Okay, good fight, hit me hard."
Zhou Deng couldn't help but cheer, as if he was the one beating the ghost at the moment.
The old wooden table exploded instantly after hitting Li Gui, debris flew everywhere, and the four stool legs also flew to different places.
It is not difficult to imagine how fierce the force of the table was. If it were an ordinary person, his head would have been smashed and bloody by the table, and it would have split like a watermelon.
However, at this moment, Li Gui, whose head had been covered by a whole table, still clenched his fingers tightly, holding the big knife in his hand, and his body kept moving, trying to stand up again.
The person who attacked Li Gui seemed to understand that the tables, chairs and benches alone could not suppress Li Gui.
The only one who can deal with ghosts is ghosts.
As a result, the person who attacked Li Gui no longer picked up a new table, chair or bench and threw it at Li Gui. Instead, he simply and roughly stepped on Li Gui's arm and twisted his toes a few times, as if to pull Li Gui's arm.
Like crushed.
It's obviously impossible to crush Li Gui's arm just by stepping on it.
But just under such a stampede, Li Gui, who was clenching the sword tightly, seemed to be affected by something, and at this moment he loosened his grip and let go of the sword.
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The person who stepped on Li Gui's arm bent down and picked up the big knife.
"Be careful, there is a curse on this knife." Zhou Deng, who had come into contact with this big knife, quickly reminded him.
Although he still hasn't figured out the current situation, for him, the person who can attack Li Gui right now is on his side.
However, there seemed to be no signs of being eroded by the curse on the person who picked up the knife. He just glanced at Zhou Deng who made a sound at this moment, his cold eyes seemed to be looking at a fool.
Then, the person who took Li Gui's sword turned to look at Li Gui who was stepped on by him, then raised the sword and chopped off Li Gui's head like an executioner.
Zhang Xianguang smiled sadly when he saw this, as if he had already seen the ending.
next moment.
The big knife fell, and the Li Gui who stepped on it had no power to fight back, and his head was chopped off like this.
"It seems that I have lost. My luck has ended here. This place of death has eliminated countless enemies for me before, but something went wrong today."
Zhang Xianguang laughed at himself.
He also didn't understand why such a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in this private school, but he knew that with the failure of the attack by the ghosts, his plan to use the private school to kill the three captains had completely failed.
"Something went wrong? It's come to this point, and you actually think there's something wrong with the classroom itself?"
The student who chopped off Li Gui's head looked at Zhang Xianguang at this moment, took off the black clothes he was wearing with a cold face, threw it on the table in front of Zhang Xianguang, and then said in an indifferent tone: "See clearly, I am not from this place
Students in the classroom.”
The black student clothes were taken off, and a uniform belonging to the person in charge of the headquarters appeared in front of everyone. It was currently worn by the man who stepped on the ghost and held a knife in one hand.
"Huh? You are also from the headquarters? But why haven't I seen you? Could it be that you are the captain who came here to support me?"
Zhou Deng was stunned when he saw this outfit. He looked at the strange-looking guy, as if he had never seen him before, but he was wearing a person in charge's uniform.
"Zhou Deng, haven't you realized it yet? He is Li Leping." Lu Zhiwen said.
"ah?"
Zhou Deng was startled. He raised his head slightly and looked at Li Leping, who was wearing the uniform of the person in charge, with disbelief. Then a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Eh? I seem to be able to move."
He moved his body tentatively and found that although his body was still a little stiff, it was no longer completely restrained and unable to move as before, and he could move a little bit.
It is estimated that it won't be long before his body is completely free again.
"This is natural. The ghost's head was chopped off by Li Leping and the supernatural being was dismembered. This private school will also be affected, and the suppression on us will gradually fade away."
Lu Zhiwen still had the stiff look on his face, but looked at Li Leping with a little doubt in his eyes, because he still didn't know why Li Leping could move freely in such a private school controlled by a fierce ghost.
Could it be said that the Forgotten Ghost's protection of Li Leping's consciousness is strong enough to ignore external supernatural interference?
Zhang Xianguang looked at Li Leping's clothes, and suddenly woke up after hearing Lu Zhiwen's words. At this moment, he said with a little emotion: "I didn't expect that I was defeated by you in the end.
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"However, I am still a little unwilling..."
As he spoke, Zhang Xianguang stood up slowly. His body was not completely free, but he still picked up a stool leg scattered on the ground with some difficulty and walked slowly towards Li Leping.
He didn't give up, even if he didn't fully resume his actions, he still wanted to attack Li Leping in front of him.
Because in his opinion, Li Leping can now move freely in the private school only under the influence of some kind of supernatural power. As long as he can kill him, maybe things will turn around.
If Li Leping is killed in this world of consciousness and Li Gui's head is put back, the private school will be back under Li Gui's control, and the attack will start again.
"Zhang Xianguang, are you still unwilling to give up?"
Lu Zhiwen stood up from his seat unsteadily. He wanted to stop Zhang Xianguang, but the soles of his feet seemed to be coated with glue, making it particularly difficult for him to move his feet. He had no time to stop Zhang Xianguang who was already approaching.
Zhang Xianguang of Leping.
However, in response to Zhang Xianguang's unrelenting counterattack, Li Leping just stood there and looked at him indifferently, as if he had no intention of stopping him.
this moment.
Zhang Xianguang, who staggered up to Li Leping, held the broken stool leg with both hands and fell forward suddenly, trying to use the force of his fall to plunge the stool leg into Li Leping's heart and pierce his heart.
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However, when Zhang Xianguang fell halfway, his body suddenly stopped, and his whole body stood in front of Li Leping like a half-toppled sculpture.
The broken stool leg in his hand did not penetrate into Li Leping's body as expected, but stopped firmly on the surface of Li Leping's body, unable to penetrate Li Leping's body at all.
"What?!"
This situation made Zhang Xianguang a little stunned. He slightly raised his head and looked at Li Leping, who was motionless in front of him.
The two just looked at each other.
At the same time, Zhang Xianguang was still holding on to the legs of the stool, using his hands constantly, trying desperately to pierce the sharp fracture into Li Leping's body.
But no matter how hard Zhang Xianguang tried, he couldn't do it.
Suddenly.
A cold and pale hand was placed on the wooden stick that was trying to penetrate his body, and he gently exerted force to slowly press down the wooden stick that was pressed against his heart.
It was obvious that he didn't exert much force, but to Zhang Xianguang's feeling, it was as if a thousand pounds of force were coming from the stick. Even a person like him who had practiced martial arts couldn't resist such a terrifying force.
At this moment, Zhang Xianguang was a little shocked, confused and confused at the same time.
But the next moment.
Something even more horrifying happened to him.
Regardless of the palm resting on the wooden stick or the Li Leping in front of him, even the clothes on Li Leping's body also lost color at this moment, and finally turned into a black and white color like a photo from the old era.
This colorless black and white Li Leping looked at Zhang Xianguang with cold eyes, and the cold aura emanating from his body even made Zhang Xianguang feel a strange sense of oppression.
This is the aura that only fierce ghosts can have.
It turns out...this is the real Li Leping.
Realizing this fact, Zhang Xianguang weakly let go of his hand, and fell to the ground as if he had lost all support. He gave up the attack, laughed at himself, and murmured in a low voice: "So this is your true face.
No wonder, no wonder I've cut you so many times but I can't stop you from restarting."
"It turns out that the real Li Leping is not only an alien, but also a ghost that exists in consciousness."
"What's the use of just dismembering your supernatural being in reality? Even if you chop ten more times, even if you cut it a hundred more, you in your consciousness can instantly change the situation of the battle and restart you in reality."
"Ghosts cannot be killed, let alone a ghost that exists in consciousness. It is already extremely difficult to attack it."
Zhang Xianguang chose to accept his fate and accept the facts.