library clerk

Chapter 30
At this time, Song Jiang felt extremely regretful, because he suddenly realized that he didn't know this man named Meng Zhe at all. Maybe what he said was true, but how could he be so sure that the other party would definitely do it at a critical moment? What about protecting yourself? !

Because the panic and uneasiness in his heart had reached its peak, Song Jiang couldn't care whether Meng Zhe would save him or not. He just hoped that the person who frightened him in the first half of his life would never show up. ...

But things are often afraid of what will happen. Just when Song Jiang walked to the glass showcase step by step, a figure suddenly walked out from the darkness beside her. Are you ashamed to write novels?! Do you know why your novels are not popular? Because you have been a waste of nothing since you were a child!! Studying shit, you want to be a writer? You really embarrass me, go out and don’t say you were taught by me s student!"

The other party's curses one after another hit Song Jiang's heart continuously like bullets. He felt angry and wronged, and at the same time hated why he was so stupid. Others could learn it well but he couldn't. !

Just when Song Jiang couldn't bear it anymore and a thought of destroying everything came into his heart, a blue-gray withered hand slowly stretched out from Teacher Li's neck and grabbed her by the throat. It disappeared in an instant, as if the whole world was quiet...

"You are very special..." A hoarse voice came from behind Teacher Li.

From Song Jiang's point of view, he couldn't see the man's face clearly. He only knew that the other party should be a man. At this time, Teacher Li's face was blue and purple from being pinched by that withered hand, and he was desperately trying to grab that withered hand... However, the strength of the two sides was very different, and the withered hand was welded tightly to her neck like a pair of iron tongs.

"Who are you..." Song Jiang asked tremblingly.

After hearing this, the man laughed and said, "I am a god?! A god who can help you fulfill your wishes..."

After hearing this, Song Jiang glanced sideways at Meng Zhe, who was always silent, and found that although his expression hadn't changed much from before, there was obviously a hint of disdain in his eyes.

It was precisely after noticing this subtle change in Meng Zhe's eyes that Song Jiang gradually regained his sense of reason. He remembered that Meng Zhe had indeed said before that he would use himself as a bait, and he had promised to protect his own safety...

I thought that Song Jiang would be like other children, either worshiping him or being scared to death, but Song Jiang suddenly said with confidence, "Do you think I am a three-year-old child? What a god...you deserve it too? "

Song Jiang's words instantly angered the guy behind Mr. Li. Seeing that he exerted a little force, he broke Mr. Li's neck with a "click", and then threw it aside...without Mr. Li's cover, a piece of paper A blue-gray face slowly emerged from the darkness.

It was an ancient man with long fluttering hair. He should be about 30 years old. The broken hair on his forehead almost covered most of his face. A pair of black eyes without pupils looked at Song Jiang sinisterly.

Although Song Jiang has never seen what a real god looks like, the guy in front of him looks like a "bad ghost" no matter how bad he looks. Even his coat is patched, and he looks extremely poor...

"Well, you yellow-mouthed child, you are so arrogant... But I think you have a hard life, and I really want to help you. Is it possible that you want to be a weak person all your life and be looked down upon by your teacher Li?!" The man said in a very charming tone.

Although Mr. Li has always been Song Jiang's nightmare in the first half of his life, he clearly knows that the other party has passed away for many years, and when Mr. Li passed away, the four treasures of the study were still abroad, so Mr. Li just now can only be his own inner fear. illusioned out.

After thinking about this, Song Jiang smiled and said, "You have found the wrong person, maybe I would be easily bewitched by you back then, but I have not only eaten but not brains for so many years... Who are you? Why? Will be trapped in this set of four treasures of the study?!"

Seeing that Song Jiang was not fooled, the other party sighed slightly, "Actually, it's okay to tell you, I'm not a god, but it doesn't prevent me from helping you realize your wish. My real name is Wang Zhankui, a scholar in ancient times, Han Chuang After studying hard for more than ten years, I was supposed to win the first prize in one day. From then on, I will flourish and my future will be limitless... Who knows, I was killed by gangsters and replaced my fame. Naturally, I was unwilling to die unjustly, so I lived in the old school I used to live in I have spent hundreds of years on one side of the inkstone, just to find someone like you who is unappreciated and destined to be with me, and while helping you realize my wish, I can also fulfill my lifelong long-cherished wish."

Song Jiang heard this male ghost named Wang Zhankui say a lot of beautiful words, but he couldn't arouse his interest at all, so he shook his head and said, "The problem is that there are no imperial examinations now, so how can I help you realize your long-cherished wish?" Woolen cloth?"

"There is a college entrance examination now? This is much fairer than the imperial examinations back then. As long as you think about it, I will definitely help you get into the ideal school..." Wang Zhankui said excitedly.

Unexpectedly, Song Jiang said indifferently, "The college entrance examination is something that high school students should do. I'm already seriously overage, okay?!"

Wang Zhankui didn't expect that he would be deflated again, so he had no choice but to continue to retreat and said, "Then how about I help you become a famous writer? This should be your lifelong long-cherished wish?!"

To be honest, this point really moved Song Jiang a bit, but it was just talk, because there were Wang Changle before and Chen Yaoxuan after, and the two examples are there. It is self-evident what the price of realizing the wish is...

Seeing that Song Jiang still did not submit to him like the others and made a wish to himself, Wang Zhankui was a little bit impatient, and saw that the aura around him began to become messy, and he approached Song Jiang fiercely and said, "What do you want!? As long as If you can tell it, I can do it!"

Of course Song Jiang would not make a wish easily, so he could only look at Meng Zhe next to him and said, "What do you think I want?"

Before Meng Zhe could answer, Wang Zhankui asked in surprise, "Who are you talking to?!"

Song Jiang was also confused when he was asked. Could it be that this Wang Zhankui couldn't see the existence of Meng Zhe at all?Logically speaking, it shouldn't be. Even if Meng Zhe's primordial spirit is the White Tiger God Lord, his body is that of an ordinary human being, so he naturally has a physical body. How could Wang Zhankui not see it? !
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