Calm Little Lady: The Queen's Leisurely Life

Chapter 187 Teacher Baicao Wearing a Mask [9]

【Teacher Baicao wearing a mask【9】】

And, most surprisingly, his entire face was covered by a strange bronze mask.

Only the eyes and mouth had three terrifying black holes. Through the two black holes above, a pair of jet-black eyes stared faintly at the children on the platform.

Although Yun Wuya is only 12 years old, he is the most mature and stable among them.

He calmed down first, and was very dissatisfied with Yan Weiwei who was screaming beside him. After taking a deep look at her, he stood up first, walked to the masked man, knelt down on his knees, bowed his head and said deeply: "Student Yun Wuya pays a visit to Teacher Baicao."

The rest of them also came back to their senses immediately, stood up hastily, walked quickly to Yun Wuya's side, knelt down and respectfully bowed to the masked man, and said, "Student Shi Xiaokong pays respects to Teacher Baicao."

"Student Ying Xiaowu pays homage to Teacher Baicao."

"Student Yan gently pays respects to Teacher Baicao."

"Student Tang Juanyu pays a visit to Teacher Baicao."

"Student Diu Diu pays homage to Teacher Baicao."

Yan Qingqing knelt beside Diudiu with a pale face, lowering her head in fear.

She was really taken aback just now, and couldn't help but screamed out, but she didn't expect that this man wearing a scary mask turned out to be the owner of Baicao Pavilion.

She couldn't help feeling a little uneasy, wondering if her rude behavior would leave a bad impression on Teacher Baicao, which would affect her future studies at Qianlong Academy?

Xin Yi's expression was also a little uneasy. After glancing at the children, he walked slowly to Baicao's side, leaned slightly and said softly: "Master, one of their female classmates is sick, and I would like to ask Master to help her take a look." , but the master was concocting medicine at that time, so the disciples decided to let them wait for you here."

Baicao's eyes sunk deep in the mask slowly flicked over the children on the ground, paused for a moment on Yan Qingwei's soft and petite back, and said coldly, "Which one is sick? "

When he opened his mouth, the deeply arched backs of the children on the ground all trembled in unison.

My heart was full of indescribable surprise and horror. It turned out that Teacher Baicao not only had a strange face, but also an even weirder and more terrifying voice.

It was like the groans and cries of ghosts coming from Shura Hell. There was a bit of cold breath in the dilapidated hoarseness, which made them shudder.

(End of this chapter)