This Actor Is Full Of Tricks

About five minutes later, Lin Jue emerged from behind the sculpture, patted Xiao Ming's trembling shoulders, and softly comforted him before retracting him into the raincoat. At the same time, he summoned Grandpa.

Grandpa stared in shock at the gradually decaying corpse of the security guard on the ground, muttering, "According to your so-called rankings, this security guard should have D-level strength. How could he be killed so easily?"

"Xiao Ming's strength is stronger than you can imagine. Among the strange tales, he's probably the strongest besides that guy on the sixth floor of the dormitory. It's just that he himself isn't aware of it, and fear limits his performance."

Lin Jue walked to the security guard's corpse, squatted down, and stripped off the security guard's clothes.

"If he can overcome his fear, his strength will increase considerably."

As he spoke, he also picked up the security guard's hat that had fallen to the side and patted the dust off of it.

The convenience store grandpa looked at Lin Jue's actions with a strange expression: "I can understand everything you're saying, but why are you stripping his clothes off?"

"Didn't I say? I'll have you work as a security guard. Once you've digested this guy, I'll put you in the security room." Lin Jue replied while holding the tattered clothes in front of Grandpa for comparison.

The clothes were a bit big, but students and teachers rarely went to the security room. As long as Grandpa stayed obediently inside, no one would notice anything unusual.

"Wait, you're serious?" Grandpa didn't expect Lin Jue to actually want him to be a security guard.

Lin Jue looked serious: "Of course. I always do what I say. When the game starts, and there's chaos in the school, I need you to help me block the door."

Block the door?

Grandpa opened his mouth. He always felt that this guy was plotting something big.

"How can a seventy-year-old man like me block the door..." he muttered. Being with this guy always involved things that stimulated the heart.

If he hadn't already died once, his heart definitely wouldn't be able to take it.

"That's why I've been nurturing you. Swallowing this security guard will definitely allow you to break through to D-level. Coincidentally, Xiao Ming even prepared the ingredients for you." Lin Jue pointed to the naked security guard on the ground.

Grandpa didn't say anything more, his throat moving slightly. Although Lin Jue was often quite a scoundrel, he had indeed gained a lot of benefits in the few days he'd been with him.

He had also gone from being resistant at the beginning to gradually accepting it.

If this continued, he would become the strongest convenience store owner!

Having received benefits, he naturally had to reciprocate.

He silently put on the security guard's uniform and walked to the corpse. After swallowing it clean, his expression immediately became vicious. The security guard's resentment was tearing at his sanity.

"I need to go into the raincoat. It'll probably take two or three hours to digest!"

After leaving those words, Grandpa struggled to crawl back into the raincoat. The ghostly face belonging to him on the raincoat became even more ferocious.

Lin Jue used the clothes Grandpa had taken off to wipe the bloodstains on the ground slightly, then turned to look in the direction of the men's dormitory: "I hope the dormitory doors aren't locked yet."

However, to his regret, by the time he arrived, the dormitory doors were already closed.

"There are still two days. Tomorrow, I'll just wait in the dormitory directly until night. Anyway, I don't have any classes."

Returning to the infirmary, Lin Jue stuffed down two pieces of bread and a whole bottle of water before lying down on the bed to organize all the information.

Lin Jue reached out and touched the black characters, curiously asking, "Grandpa, what did you do before you opened the store? You weren't the leader of some evil cult, were you?"

"Don't talk nonsense. When I was young, I practiced in a temple, but I later returned to secular life." Grandpa withdrew his arm, looking at the characters: "I don't know what these are. They appeared on my body after I died."

"Looks like some kind of scripture. Could it be that these scriptures are what's keeping you sane?"

Hearing Grandpa's words, Lin Jue immediately became interested: "Do you still remember where that temple is?"

"I don't remember. Death caused me to lose some of my memories. I only remember that it wasn't in Sanjiang."

Grandpa walked into the security room and sat on the chair. With the hat on, he looked quite presentable. As long as you weren't too close, you couldn't tell that the security guard had been replaced.

Lin Jue didn't ask any more questions, thinking to himself. This seemingly ordinary convenience store grandpa seemed to be hiding a big secret. That temple was definitely strange.

It's just that Grandpa couldn't remember where the temple was, so Lin Jue had to put away his curiosity. He could only see if Grandpa could recover his memory in the future.

......

The next day, before the mist had completely cleared, Lin Jue heard the infirmary door being knocked. At the same time, a somewhat gloomy male voice came from outside: "Teacher Zhou, are you inside?"

Who's knocking on the door so early in the morning?

"Coming, wait a moment." Lin Jue sat up from the bed, picked up the broken glasses placed on the pillow, and opened the door.

Standing outside the door was a male student, wearing a school uniform covered in bloodstains, but he looked no different from a living person on the surface.

Lin Jue had an impression of this student. He was a student in the first year of junior high school. Because he couldn't tell whether he was a living person or a ghost, he spared his life.

When he saw Lin Jue opening the door, a sinister look clearly appeared in the male student's eyes. Before he could speak, Lin Jue stared at him sternly: "This student, isn't it class time now?"

The student was stunned, and quickly took a few steps back, shaking his head hastily: "Teacher, it's not class time now."

"Oh, so I misremembered." Lin Jue looked very disappointed.

Seeing his appearance, the student immediately remembered that bloody night, which made him much more honest. He wrung his fingers together, and for a moment, he didn't dare to speak again.

"Quick! It's cold outside! Come in and sit!" Lin Jue reached out and grabbed the other's arm, preparing to pull him into the room: "If there's anything, we can talk about it slowly inside."

Looking at the dark infirmary and the congealed blood clots on the ground outside, the male student's face twisted instantly, struggling desperately: "No! No! No! Teacher, let's talk outside, let's talk outside."

[Plot Four: A student has psychological burdens due to fear and has no intention of studying. As a professional psychological teacher, it is necessary for you to understand the student's source of fear and solve his problems...]

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