Ghost School

Chapter 113 Take the painting away
Zhang Xiaomeng immediately dialed his father's phone, and a familiar voice came from the other end of the phone: "What are you doing, son?"

"Dad, are you home yet?" Zhang Xiaomeng asked.

"No, I'm sorry son, I planned to go home and spend a short vacation with you, but the construction schedule is so tight that I really can't go back." The voice on the other end of the phone was full of apology.

Zhang Xiaomeng had a sore nose. Although his parents were not at home all these years, they worked hard to make money just for him. It was precisely because he understood this that even if his parents couldn't always be by his side, he never Nothing to complain about.

But Zhang Xiaomeng didn't call today for the purpose of talking homely. After a while of pleasantries, Zhang Xiaomeng hung up the phone.

He stared closely at the window of his own house, the lights were brightly lit, and there were faint figures flickering.

"Fifth Brother, get ready to fight, my house has been burglarized." Zhang Xiaomeng said coldly.

Looking at the window of Xiaomeng's house, Li Wudao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt a cold and familiar aura, which was unique to the students in the school.

Zhang Xiaomeng and Li Wudao quickly ran up to the second floor. When they passed by the door of the witch's house, Li Wudao was slightly taken aback. Although he was somewhat prepared, he did not expect that there were so many small animal ghosts in the witch's house. same.

Looking at the intact lock on the front door, Zhang Xiaomeng's heart sank.

"This thief is really brave. He didn't even enter through the main entrance. He must have broken in through the window, his uncle's."

Zhang Xiaomeng quickly inserted the key, then suddenly opened the door and rushed in.

Just when Zhang Xiaomeng and Li Wudao rushed into the room, a figure suddenly appeared in the aisle of the stairs. He was in a suit and leather shoes and his hair was shining brightly under the light, but his body was very cold and lifeless.

He took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Boss, we found them."

"You know what to do, and if you fail, you don't have to come back." The voice on the other end of the phone rang.

"Boss, don't worry, I will definitely complete the task." After that, he hung up the phone, a smile appeared on his face, and then his whole body turned into a ball of flame and disappeared.

Zhang Xiaomeng rushed into the room, but didn't see anything. The windows of several rooms were intact, and everything hadn't been touched at all.

"Strange, the lock on the door has not been touched, the windows have been closed properly, and nothing in the room has been touched. How did the light turn on?" Zhang Xiaomeng murmured.

"Could it be that I didn't turn off the lights when I left?" Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaomeng was shocked.

"Fuck, if this light is turned on for a month, how much electricity will it cost me!" Roaring, Zhang Xiaomeng immediately moved a stool to check the readings of the electric meter. After noting the readings, he took them out of the drawer. I took out a small book and looked it up.

Li Wudao frowned slightly and asked, "Could it be that you still remember the reading every time?"

Zhang Xiaomeng smiled: "My parents are not at home often, so I will write it down every time I pay the electricity bill."

But after finding out the degree, Zhang Xiaomeng frowned. The record proved that the number on his meter was correct, and the light should have just been turned on, so the electricity has not been consumed yet.

"Damn it, how did this wait? If no thief entered the room, then what happened to the figure I saw on the window just now?" Zhang Xiaomeng was full of doubts.

Li Wudao walked gently to the center of the room and said to Zhang Xiaomeng, "Turn off the light, then back away."

Zhang Xiaomeng turned off all the lights in the house according to his words, and then stepped aside, only to see Li Wudao's mobile phone slowly floating in the air, the screen of the mobile phone bloomed with a faint blue light, Li Wudao opened his hands slightly, and saw two blue A colorful butterfly slowly flew out of the screen.

Zhang Xiaomeng had never seen Li Wudao perform this ghost technique before, and was immediately stunned. Apart from being a little cold, this scene was extremely weird and beautiful.

The two butterflies danced slowly in the room, and then slowly stopped at the door of Zhang Xiaomeng's bedroom. The two butterflies spread out and turned into stars and spots at the same time, and a pale aura appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Seeing this pale aura, Zhang Xiaomeng immediately felt familiar, it was only in the old academic school at this time.

Li Wudao didn't know when he came to Zhang Xiaomeng's side with his mobile phone on. Looking at the pale aura, he explained: "Every one of us ghosts who escaped from the school will have the aura of the school on them, because we are in the school. We stayed in the school for too long, so this aura has been integrated into our souls and cannot be removed, but we can use this aura to identify each other."

Hearing Li Wudao's explanation, Zhang Xiaomeng was a little uncertain and said, "You mean that some students from the school came to my house, and it was just now."

Li Wudao nodded.

Zhang Xiaomeng's expression changed, and he held the ruler in his hand with a swipe. He felt it carefully, but he couldn't feel anything except the little animal ghosts next door.

"He has already left. In fact, you have Nether Eyes, so you can see the breath we left behind, but your knowledge is too shallow, so you can't see it." Li Wudao said.

Zhang Xiaomeng smiled awkwardly, and then asked, "I don't know what they are looking for at my house?"

Li Wudao was silent for a while, and said uncertainly: "They should be looking for a teacher."

"Why are you looking for that old guy? That old guy wants to catch the ghost student back to the school immediately, and dares to take the initiative to find him." Zhang Xiaomeng was a little surprised.

"I don't know, maybe they found a way to deal with the teacher, and for us ghosts who escaped from the school, the school and the teacher are our biggest enemies, as long as the teacher is destroyed and the school is destroyed, the world will There is nothing we fear anymore." Li Wudao explained.

Zhang Xiaomeng curled her lips, "You haven't seen Mr. Ou from the Exorcism Department, I believe you won't say that as long as he stands in front of you."

"You don't understand. The head of the exorcism department may be able to kill us with one finger, but what we fear most in our souls is the school and teachers, especially the teachers at night. You don't understand that feeling." Li Wudao said.

Zhang Xiaomeng thought for a while and said: "The old guy really pestered me for a while, he insisted on giving me this ground ruler, and then asked me to take all of you back, but it's a pity that none of them have been taken back now."

Li Wudao glanced at the ground ruler and sighed slightly: "Perhaps our ultimate destiny is to be a part of this earth ruler. I can't say why, it's just a feeling. Where is the teacher now?"

Zhang Xiaomeng didn't know why Li Wudao felt this way, and he kept talking with the old scholar, but he didn't think too much, but answered his question; "The old guy said that he is getting stronger and stronger at night, he is afraid At night, he got involved in the ground ruler, so he took the school, that is, the painting, away."

(End of this chapter)