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Chapter 437 Yang Jian, Zhou Zheng Lecture (Subscription Request)
No. 7 Middle School, 8pm.

Night self-study.

Because he read ghost stories on the forum too late yesterday, Yang Jian couldn't fall asleep no matter what he did.

The photo of the old man always pops up in my mind inadvertently, and in a trance I seem to feel those empty, dead and horrified eyes again, as if they were staring at me somewhere.

He shuddered and regained his spirit.

"I can't sleep again. That photo is really weird."

Yang Jian felt a little confused. He always felt like the old man in the photo was staring at him.

My best friend Zhang Wei came over and talked.

It looks like you, Yang Jian, must have been having an affair.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be so tired.

"I watched a ghost story last night."

Yang Jian explained with a wry smile.

Who would have thought that Zhang Wei didn't believe what Yang Jian said at all.

"Okay, Yang Jian, stop deceiving yourself."

I believe you.

Zhang Wei couldn't help but speak.

We are not laughing at you.

Night self-study.

Guarded by Li Qingtian.

All you need to do is watch over the students while they study.

this time.

Li Qingtian did not take up students' study time.

It’s class.

You still have to combine work and rest.

As for whether there will be pressure to enter higher education...

Li Qingtian once said that he was a subject teacher, not a class teacher.

Pressure to go to college or something.

That's all the class teacher's business and has nothing to do with me.

"Yang Jian, do you think our new Chinese teacher is quite capable?"

Zhang Wei couldn't help but complain.

Hearing this, Yang Jian was stunned.

"No, you know all this?"

"Zhang Wei, don't you usually not study in class?"

You actually know whether your Chinese teacher is good or not?

impossible!

"Cough cough!"

"Yang Jian, you don't understand this,"

"Although I didn't listen in class, you did!"

"Just tell him whether his level is high or not."

Zhang Wei looks smiling.

In fact, the main reason is that Li Qingtian basically does not take the initiative to strictly control them.

Even if there are some profound truths to be taught, they are imparted in class through lectures.

basically.

Mr. Li from No. 7 Middle School has a good temper.

It's become famous these days.

Just when Yang Jian wanted to retort, the head teacher appeared at the door.

"Teacher Li, excuse me."

"This comrade is the Interpol of Dachang City. He wants to use the self-study time to give the students a safety lesson."

"Teacher Li, this shouldn't... affect you, right?"

This evening study session was essentially Li Qingtian's, so the head teacher came over to coordinate some things.

"Forehead……"

"Okay, I'll go around."

Li Qingtian agreed immediately.

What is Interpol? I have never heard of it.

What's more, for me.

The rest are ants.

"Teacher Li, I'm sorry to have delayed your evening study time."

The head teacher apologized.

Li Qingtian: “…”

I saw the head teacher leading Interpol Zhou Zheng in.

Li Qingtian couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

No, I haven’t moved out of the way yet!
Are you guys coming in?
but……

He never said anything else.

Holding a book, he slowly walked out of the classroom.

only……

Before Li Qingtian walked away, the head teacher, Mr. Wang, went up to make the announcement.

"The school has temporarily notified us that tonight's self-study class has been changed to a publicity class. I hope everyone will listen quietly. Now, please invite Mr. Zhou Zheng to give us a lecture. Please applaud."

After finishing speaking in one breath.

The head teacher, Mr. Wang, also left.

Only Zhou Zheng was left.

Outside the classroom, Li Qingtian was a little confused.

“No, this scene is a bit magical.”

"Dachang City, No. 7 Middle School, Yang Jian, Zhou Zheng is giving a lecture..."

It's all too familiar.

At first, I always felt it was very familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere.

Now that I think about it...

"Isn't this the world of mysterious resurrection?"

It turns out that I have arrived in this world.

In this evil world of the five turbidities, hell is empty, evil spirits have revived, and the world is like a prison.

this world……

There is a ghost.

However, the evil spirits in this world are a little different.

They are even more terrifying.

But... I can’t kill him.

"Zhou Zheng was giving a safety publicity class, and this was the beginning of the supernatural incidents at No. 7 Middle School."

Zhou Zheng may not be able to suppress the ghost baby in his body.

As for the purpose of his coming to No. 7 Middle School to give lectures, Li Qingtian had some guesses, but none of them were solid.

After knowing what world it is.

Li Qingtian was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he listened to everything very calmly.

Inside the classroom.

Zhou Zheng had no idea that Li Qingtian was still outside.

Yang Jian and Zhang Wei were a little confused.

No, it's late at night.

There is actually a safety class. There are no classes on weekdays.

Today the sun rises from the west.

Zhou Zheng was wearing a mask and a gray windbreaker.

He didn't know what kind of work ID card was hanging around his neck, and Yang Jian had some guesses.

He noticed that Zhou Zheng's face was extremely thin, even skin and bones.

It seemed like we hadn't seen each other for many days.

You know, it's a very hot day.

"It's wrapped up so tightly..."

Yang Jian couldn't help but twitch his lips.

However, what shocked Yang Jian was that not only was there no excess fat on Zhou Zheng's face, but his belly was bulging high.

Like a beer belly full of fat.

Quite abnormal.

"Yang Jian, this guy might have some problems!"

Zhang Wei couldn't help but remind him.

Yang Jian: "..."

I still need you to remind me of this.

I've seen it myself a long time ago.

"Also, I saw something in its stomach, as if it was about to come out at any moment."

Wang Qiankun discussed.

"Zhang Wei, don't worry about it. Just listen quietly."

Yang Jian reminded.

At this time, Zhou Zheng's voice came from the podium.

"Hello, students. My name is Zhou Zheng. I am an Interpol officer and the person in charge of Dachang City..."

Then he spoke and introduced in a dry and hoarse voice.

At the same time, he also wrote the word "ghost" on the blackboard.

"Students, ghosts do exist in this world..."

"Ghosts cannot be killed!"

"The only ones who can deal with ghosts are ghosts!"

"Understand the patterns of ghosts!"

The following three classic sentences stunned Yang Jian, Zhang Wei and others.

Li Qingtian, who had been eavesdropping outside the classroom, had to admit a fact no matter how reluctant he was.

——This world really seems to be a world of mysterious revival.

"Are the evil spirits in this world really impossible to kill?"

As a super powerful person in the late quasi-saint stage, Li Qingtian certainly did not believe such a statement.

"There are ghosts in this world."

"But the so-called evil spirits may not necessarily be unkillable."

If you can't kill someone, it may be because you don't know how to do it.

Even if it is research on evil spirits.

That is only directed at those evil spirits, and is just looking at this matter from a mortal's perspective.

"Others may not be able to kill the evil spirit, but I can!"

"That's not necessarily the case."

Li Qingtian didn't mind the ghost baby coming out.

"No, in this world..."

"Is there really a ghost?"

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