When Rong Jing saw that Brother Wei had actually thrown the money at her and left, she stomped her foot in frustration.
He missed catching it, and the money fell to the ground. He cursed, "Coward, bastard," and was about to squat down to pick it up.
As she picked up half of it, a bloody little hand emerged from one of the lower shelves, and a bloody little foot protruded from another shelf, sending chills down Rong Jing's spine.
Small hands and feet swiped and scattered money on the ground, as if mocking Rong Jing's incompetence.
Suddenly, a low, sinister voice sounded from behind.
"Give me back my life! Give me back my life!"
"Waaaaah, I died so tragically~"
"Sister, will you go to hell and stay with me?"
"Come keep me company~, come keep me company~~"
Her little hands would occasionally tug at her clothes and hair, sometimes touching them, sometimes not, remaining elusive.
My back felt cold, making it even more eerie.
Rong Jing froze, her face turning deathly pale, her forehead beaded with sweat.
She suppressed her fear and slowly turned around, only to see a disheveled little child with blood at the corner of his mouth, blood flowing from his eyes and nose, and his cheeks covered in blood, which was very jarring.
It looked like many tiny hands were randomly scratching her head, and her body was covered in blood.
Rong Jing was so frightened that she fell to the ground and hurriedly retreated. But as she took a step back, she remembered the bloody hand and foot. She was caught between a rock and a hard place, and her whole body began to tremble.
"Help! There's a ghost! There's a ghost! A thousand-armed demon! Help me!"
She arrived early, and when she came in, there were hardly any people in the library. The fourth floor was an unpopular area, so there was even less people there. She was completely helpless.
After calling for a while but no one came, she had no choice but to beg for mercy.
"Little heroine, spare me, spare me! I'm a good person, you can't take my life."
"Come to hell with me, come join me now~~"
His voice was lowered even further, as if squeezed out from his throat, making it even more chilling.
"Waaah, I died so tragically, and no one is here with me."
"I'm so lonely, play with me, and I'll take you to hell."
"I have connections, I can just pack my bags and go. Come on, come on, I'll take you to hell."
She pretended to tap on the air.
"Grandpa Ghost, open the door quickly, I've brought a client!"
"Gagaga, Old Ghost is here~, oh my, so fresh and tender, baby, this time Grandpa will drink two bowls of blood."
The sound of the broken box startled Rong Jing, who screamed, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.
Sixth grade: ......
She licked the ketchup from the corner of her mouth, then licked the ketchup from her little hands.
"Uncle Xue, how could you scare her to the point of fainting? Hasn't Da Liu had enough fun yet?"
"Yes, yes, I haven't had enough of being a ghost yet."
"I am the Thousand-Handed Demon."
"Me too."
Xue Chenhao led Wanwan out from behind the bookshelf, her face as cold as frost as she looked at the mud on the ground.
"Big Six, this is a bit serious. You'll be fine after playing for a while. Quickly wipe the ketchup off your faces and hands. Nannan has already gone to call for help."
"Oh, okay."
The little ones reluctantly licked off the ketchup.
This was brought out by Xiao Liu this morning. I wanted to give it to Wanwan. It's delicious to add a little bit to dry noodles; it's sweet and sour.
I spent almost half a bottle to dress up as a ghost.
Nannan is back. She not only went to inform people, but also brought Wei Ge back with her.
Wei didn't want to go back; he had classes.
The reason he arranged to meet at the library was because he wanted to borrow a book, but he never expected to run into the person in question.
Upon recognizing the little girl as the top scholar's child, Wei felt utterly unlucky and cursed Rong Jing as an idiot.
"Little friend, I'm really a good person. I didn't agree to do anything bad to Rong Jing. Please let me go."
Rong Jing gave him money to help her find someone to teach someone a lesson, and he wisely put down his weapon. It wasn't that he was particularly righteous; he just felt that the person he wanted to teach a lesson to was more powerful than him.
He wouldn't do something as foolish as an egg hitting a rock.
What's that saying again: "You may have the life to earn money, but not the life to spend it."
Besides, Rong Jing only gave a mere fifty yuan; it wasn't really a matter of risking one's life.
The girl only said one sentence: "If you don't testify today, you'll go to jail to reflect on your actions tomorrow."
Wei knew she was telling the truth, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow her.
He cursed Rong Jing as a menace the whole way, and was glad that his brother hadn't made a move, otherwise he wouldn't even know how he died.
When the signal flare was received, Shishi was giving a lesson on the podium.
The class teacher had a brain fart, and all the other teachers were clumsy. They needed Shishi to help them, and as a result, she helped them once and then twice, and then it turned into Shishi giving the lecture while the other teachers became the students.
I'm speechless.
When she read it aloud for the third time: "Be careful, I might build a bomb and blow up the classroom."
No sooner had I finished reading than an explosion erupted outside.
The familiar banging sound made all the students and teachers look out the window. After the beautiful fireworks faded, they turned back, but Teacher Zhou was nowhere to be seen on the podium.
Even four of the student seats were empty.
Upon seeing this, the student's teacher immediately went to find the class advisor.
"What? Shishi went out to play again?" the homeroom teacher exclaimed, a secret excitement hidden deep within her heart.
Where did she go?
The teacher shook his head. "After we finished watching the fireworks, by the time we realized what was happening, the person was no longer in the classroom. It was the same last time; the fireworks ended, and the person was gone."
The homeroom teacher rested his chin on his finger and thought for a while, then eagerly went to find the principal.
Principal Shen, like him, believed that the students who ran away had gone to do "big things".
The two traveled together, and when they passed the vice principal's office, they both crouched down and tiptoed, moving very quietly.
"What's with all this sneaking around?"
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