Chapter 366: The Perverted Murder Teacher, the Moving Human Skull
"Gugugugu!" Xiaoman raised her head dissatisfiedly and shouted at her.
Meng Fuling touched its head and said, "Don't worry, Xiaoman, I won't stew you, don't worry!"
I followed Sun Meng and the other two into the school. Because the Chinese New Year had just passed, only the third year of high school started school early.
Looking around the entire school building, I didn't find anything unusual.
Until his eyes fell on the third floor: "What is that place?"
"Master, that's the studio of our art class!" Sun Meng said immediately.
I could faintly feel the black mist coming from the window on the third floor. It turned out that there was something wrong with this place.
A white shadow was standing in front of the window, a pair of eyes looking around.
Her long black hair covered her eyes, revealing her blood-red eyes filled with fear.
The moment their eyes met, the shadow disappeared instantly.
"Let's go to the studio!" Meng Fuling, Sun Meng and the other two headed towards the studio.
At this time, they had arrived at the classroom door, and more than 20 students were drawing sketches in the studio.
On the table in front of me, there was a skull on a white cloth.
A tall man was standing on the podium, wearing a slim-fitting dark-colored windbreaker.
His long chestnut hair was tied behind his head, and his artistic face looked handsome and clear.
Just standing there, he looked like a beautiful painting, explaining to his students: "The dark side of the human skull is different."
"The density and structure of the bones reveal a fascinating beauty. Everyone should observe this skull carefully."
"You can feel its charm by touching it repeatedly, especially because her nose bone is higher than that of ordinary people."
He explained gracefully, and turned around to see Sun Meng and three others standing at the door.
"You are late, come in quickly!" He was not angry, but gently called them into the classroom.
Sun Meng lowered her head and pulled Meng Fuling into the classroom, then she found a seat in the back row and sat down.
Sun Meng lowered his voice: "Master, this is Teacher Feng Jianhui."
When she said this, her face changed. She felt panic when she thought that he would be a bad lover who could kill her.
The fans in the live broadcast room looked carefully at the male teacher on the stage, and they all became excited.
[Oh my god, this male art teacher is so handsome! No wonder the high school students are confused. I am confused too.]
[What are you confused about? Have you forgotten what the master just said about his bad luck in love? The kind that can kill people!]
"Yes, we're already in school, Master. Didn't you notice where the ghost is?"
Oh my god, are art students so eager these days? They don't even paint plaster skulls anymore?
What kind of human skull is this? It's obviously a model. As a doctor, I can tell it's fake right away.
Meng Fuling's eyes remained fixed on the sketched skull, a sneer curling up at the corner of her lips: "Who said it was fake?"
"What do you mean?" Sun Meng and the others felt a chill on their backs after hearing this.
"Master, you, you mean that the skull of that person is real?"
"That's right!" Meng Fuling looked at the man's skull carefully, and sure enough, there was a black aura coming from the bones.
The reason for the haunting is that there is a strong evil spirit attached to this person's skull.
Sun Meng was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his back: "Master, how about we call the police?"
"Don't be anxious!" Meng Fuling did not speak in a hurry, but looked at Feng Jianhui instead.
He was seen walking towards them gracefully, with a gentle smile on his lips.
"Student Sun Meng!" He leaned over to look at the drawing board, but slowly leaned behind her.
"This structural diagram is wrong. You won't be able to finish your homework today."
His eyes fell on Sun Meng's cheek, revealing an admiring look.
Shen’s hoarse voice came: “Come here at 8 o’clock in the evening, I will tutor you alone.”
Sun Meng swallowed instinctively and nodded vigorously: "Okay!"
After hearing her agreement, Feng Jianhui turned and left.
The two people around him immediately came over: "Mengmeng, what did he say to you?"
"Teacher Sun told me to come here to see him at 8 o'clock in the evening."
Sun Meng was afraid: "Master, I, I don't dare, how about calling the police?"
Meng Fuling looked at the man's face and said, "Don't panic. Don't worry. I'm here. I'll come on time tonight."
After experiencing high school life, her eyes swept over the shiny skull when she left the studio.
Not until everyone had left did the black murderous aura begin to emerge from the skull again.
But this time, the hostility was growing stronger and stronger, surrounding the bone.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the door of the studio was opened.
Meng Fuling accompanied her to the studio, where no one was.
"Squeak, squeak!" The lights in the studio flickered, making a creepy sound.
"Master, I'm scared!" Sun Meng felt uneasy.
"Don't worry!" Meng Fuling patted her shoulder: "I'm here, I won't let you be in danger."
And the ghost hasn't come out yet, so I want to see what the teacher's true face is under this handsome appearance.
The fans in the live broadcast room were very excited, and they all waited and waited to see what was going on.
[It feels so exciting. It feels like I'm on a secret date and about to be discovered by my homeroom teacher.]
[I remember when I was in high school, I would secretly date my girlfriend at the art studio at night. It was so sweet.]
[Your date is sweet, but can it still be sweet if you know someone is planning to kill you?]
[It's hard to believe that such a handsome man would want to kill someone?]
"Yeah, what's the purpose of killing people? And how dare you do this in this school?"
"Tap, tap, tap!" In the quiet corridor, the footsteps became clearer and clearer.
When he came, Meng Fuling turned around and left the classroom, standing outside the back door and waiting quietly.
Sun Meng took a deep breath and stood there with his legs shaking.
If the teacher you have always had a crush on asks you to give him or her private tutoring, you will naturally be very happy.
But now that the master said that he was in a bad love relationship that would cost him his life, he couldn't get excited at all.
"Sun Meng!" Feng Jianhui came to the classroom at this time and was very happy to see that she was the only one there.
"You're here!" He walked towards Sun Meng, his eyes lingering on her face.
"What a beautiful face!" He said with a greedy look in his eyes.
"Haha, thank you teacher for the compliment!" Sun Meng sat in front of the drawing board nervously.
The pen in my hand was scribbling carelessly on the paper, and I always felt that a pair of eyes were staring at me from behind.
A pair of hands reached out to her from behind, gently touching her cheeks.
Sun Meng was so frightened that she stood up and asked, "Teacher, what are you doing?"
Feng Jianhui looked at her panicked expression and approached step by step: "What's wrong, classmate Sun Meng, what are you afraid of?"
"Don't you like me very much? I see you every time you look at me secretly."
He looked at her face with a perverted look: "Don't worry, I will be very gentle and won't hurt you."
"What are you talking about? You pervert!" Sun Meng's face turned red and he kept backing away in fear.
With a whoosh, he pulled out a surgical knife from his coat.
"Give me your head. It's a beautiful skull. I'm completely fascinated by it."
Skull? Sun Meng suddenly looked at the skull: "That skull, yes, you brought it."
"Yes, that skull is beautiful, but not as beautiful as you!"
He looked at her ferociously and raised the knife in his hand to stab her.
"Squeak, squeak!" The lights in the studio made a shrill sound again, flickering on and off.
The skull placed on the table suddenly moved.
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