The door of the empty classroom is always tightly closed, but there is usually no sound, so we judge that it is an empty classroom with no one inside.
Yu Qirong walked to the door, and as soon as his fingers touched the door handle, he quickly withdrew his hand.
The place where the soft, white and tender fingers touched the metal handle quickly turned into aqua red.
"..." Yu Qirong lowered his eyes to look at his hand and continued to press his hand on the handle as if he felt no pain.
It wasn't that he had a tendency to self-abuse, but at the moment when his finger was hurt, the mechanical voice sounded again: "The mission progress has increased by 5%. The current progress is 85%."
Yu Qirong has been in Lanxi High School for many years and knows almost all the school rules, but the progress bar is stuck at 80% and cannot move forward.
Why is it that only here, when someone gets burned, the progress bar goes up?
Yu Qirong tilted his head, revealing some childish curiosity, and increased the strength of his hands, intending to open the door.
The handle was extremely hot, distorting the surrounding air. As soon as Yu Qirong put his hand on it, a "sizzling" sound was heard, and a rich meaty aroma wafted out.
Xu Yanan's face changed, and when she smelled the smell, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and retched.
The other people's faces were not looking good either. Liang Xue had already exchanged her points for burn medicine and held it in her hand, ready to treat Yu Qirong at any time.
Yu Qirong just frowned a little tighter than usual, his wine-red eyes showed some inquiry, and it was obvious that interest was greater than pain.
boom--
A wave of heat swept the air towards the person facing the door. Yu Qirong subconsciously raised his hand to block it, but the heat wave passed through his school uniform and hit his arm directly.
"I have medicine!" Liang Xue hurriedly took out the burn medicine that she had exchanged long ago. She felt that Yu Qirong's hand was injured and it would be inconvenient to apply the medicine, so she did it herself.
But even with the burn medicine, it could only temporarily suppress the pain of the burn, but did not improve Yu Qirong's injuries.
Liang Xue frowned: "How could that be? The medicine redeemed in the points mall should not be ineffective, and it should heal quickly."
"It's okay." Yu Qirong didn't care much about his injuries. He just looked up at the empty classroom whose door he opened.
The inside was no different from an ordinary classroom. The wooden desks and chairs were neatly arranged, the floor was spotless, and the dark blue curtains were gently blown by the wind because the windows were open. It was a completely normal classroom style.
But the smell of smoke was still there, and it was very strong and choking.
Lu Pingsha took a tentative step forward, but was immediately forced back by the extremely high temperature. He covered his mouth and nose with his hands and coughed, "This should be a hidden space, not what we see. What is certain is that there must have been a serious fire in this classroom."
The white-haired beauty glanced at Lu Pingsha casually. Lu Pingsha's breathing stagnated. When he came to his senses, he immediately became alert and hid his hands behind his back without leaving any trace. "Yu Qirong, don't you know about this place?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a shrill ringtone suddenly rang.
Yu Qirong retracted his gaze, turned around and left: "It's time to go back to class."
During class, the students were surprised to find that Yu Qirong was not sleeping during the class. When his blood-red eyes looked at someone seriously, it always gave people a feeling of deep affection.
Because of this, the teacher's voice was trembling when he was teaching, not because of fear, but excitement. Combined with his weird smile, the overall feeling was even more creepy.
The knowledge that only the teacher could be watched made the atmosphere in the class strange and hostile.
Yu Qirong, who was in the center of the storm, did not notice it. He was playing with the hook jade in his hand and staring at the teacher on the podium in a daze.
No one knew what material the hook-jewel was made of, but it felt cold to the touch, and it even seemed to be able to heal the wound on his hand.
Yu Qirong didn't notice it at first, until he reacted, spread out his palm, and saw that his palm had returned to normal, then he understood.
Since he is an NPC of the ghost school, his identity should be the same as other NPCs, so the medicines exchanged by these transfer students with "points" may not all be applicable.
The thing that ghosts fear the most is probably fire. So burns should be the most severe on their bodies. But for some reason, this hook jade can actually heal burns.
Yu Qirong placed the hook jade on his left arm and slowly waited for the hook jade to heal the wound on his left arm.
Originally, Yu Qirong wanted to find Tang Xingfei and return this thing to him, but now he has changed his mind.
Since Tang Xingfei threw the hook-shaped jade here with him, they were all abandoned. It didn't sound excessive at all that the abandoned people took the abandoned jade.
Although the teacher standing on the podium was giving a lecture, his main focus was almost entirely on paying attention to Yu Qirong. When he saw Yu Qirong smiling at him, he almost made a mistake in the textbook.
Yu Qirong was the smartest, prettiest, and best student among all the students he taught. Such a "good student" could certainly get some privileges.
But this privilege does not include being able to shift my gaze from him to other students.
As a student, shouldn't you look at your teacher carefully?
"Student No. 8, please pay attention to class discipline and stand up to listen to the class."
Yu Qirong turned around and glanced at the lecturer on the stage. The student whose name was called behind him had already stood up, his eyes full of hostility.
But the teacher nodded with satisfaction and looked at Yu Qirong with gentle eyes, "Don't disturb Qiqi's study."
Lu Pingsha looked at the two NPCs confronting each other and roughly understood why Yu Qirong fell asleep as soon as the class started. This was indeed the best way to avoid fighting.
Does this high-risk NPC's charm skill work on both humans and ghosts?
"Teacher." Yu Qirong stood up under the teacher's gaze and asked as if asking a class question: "Do you smell smoke?"
Perhaps it was because he left the door of the empty classroom open, the smell of smoke, which was originally faint, suddenly became strong, even to the point where it could no longer be ignored.
"Cigarette?" The teacher paused, still wearing that weird smile, and explained to Yu Qirong: "Lanxi High School prohibits smoking... A good student like Qiqi shouldn't smoke, right?"
"..." Yu Qirong ignored the teacher's sweet and sticky words and only grasped the main point.
Although what he originally wanted to express was not tobacco smoke, but smoke similar to that of a fire.
But he had been here for so many years and had never known this school rule - or maybe it was because no classmate had ever smoked in front of him.
The teacher seemed unwilling to discuss this matter in detail. He raised his glasses and said, "Qiqi, if there is nothing else, we will continue the class."
"I have."
Yu Qirong left his seat and asked the teacher for leave as he walked: "I suddenly have a stomachache and need to go to the toilet."
The corner of Lu Pingsha's eyes twitched. Yu Qirong treated the teacher as a fool.
Does this brisk walking look like a stomachache? He can't even pretend to be like that.
"Go." The teacher's eyes did not leave Yu Qirong's body. He watched him all the way to the door and did not take his eyes off him until he could no longer see his figure.
"..." Lu Pingsha stood up, left his seat, and said again: "Teacher, I also have a stomachache, I want to go to the toilet."
"Stop." The teacher pushed his glasses and gave him a bad look, but the corners of his mouth were still raised, giving people an extremely strong sense of disconnection: "You don't look like you have a stomachache."
???
Lu Pingsha bent down with a particularly painful expression, "Teacher, I really can't do it anymore, I..."
"Leaving the classroom without my permission is prohibited by school rules."
The teacher looked away, as if he saw nothing, and continued teaching his lesson.
The other students who had the same idea as the transfer student also gave up the idea and continued to listen to the class obediently.
Probably because someone cleaned it, the toilets in the teaching building were not as dirty as those in the dormitory building. They even smelled more like disinfectant.
In front of the sink is a wide and large mirror, which reflects what is happening in front of it truthfully.
With his delicate and boneless fingers, he pinched a bone mask and gently covered his face with it. Yu Qirong looked in the mirror. An ordinary-looking face was reflected in the mirror. The unusual red eyes were looking at him.
[Name: Bewitching Mask
Introduction: You can know a person's face but not his heart. Cover your face, who do you think I am? You can disguise yourself as someone no one knows. Number of uses: unlimited. 】
"..." Yu Qirong took it off feeling bored and put the mask away.
When I took it from Lu Pingsha, I was quite interested in it after reading its introduction. But it turns out that I can only change the face but not the eye color, so I will still be recognized.
After a long silence, he raised his hand and tapped the mirror twice, saying softly, "Come out."
The mirror was originally hard, but where he touched it, ripples appeared like water.
Yu Qirong waited quietly for a moment. Apart from the rippling sound on the mirror, there was no other movement.
Without waiting for a response, Yu Qirong paused, then lowered his head and rolled up his sleeves carefully, revealing a pair of smooth arms with soft, fair skin, looking as weak as a kitten.
But the next second, he reached his arm through the ripples on the mirror and dragged out a humanoid creature covered in blood. The humanoid creature wailed and made the same female voice as last night's phone call: "No, no, no, I was wrong. How did I know it was you on the other end of the phone..."
The mirror ghost was covered in blood, and almost no flesh could be seen, so there was no sense of beauty or ugliness. Naturally, it did not conform to Yu Qirong's aesthetic standards.
"Speak normally." Yu Qirong did not feel soft-hearted because of the pitiful look that the mirror ghost pretended to have, but he was annoyed because of the blood on his hands. He turned on the faucet and washed the blood off his hands.
The mirror ghost stammered for a moment, and then uttered his original boyish voice, "Qiqi, you're not really going to dig up my grave, are you?"
"..." Yu Qirong had no recollection of what he said or did last night. After hearing what Mirror Ghost said, he couldn't help but frown slightly and think about what he did last night.
Seeing Yu Qirong's hesitant expression, the mirror ghost became even more frightened, and his voice trembled: "Qiqi, I was wrong, I will never use the mirror to peek at you sleeping again..."
When Yu Qirong was sleeping, he was indeed unaware of what was happening in the world. The Mirror Ghost only dared to take a few glances at him at this time, but he was afraid of being discovered if he took more than that.
He obviously didn't do anything else weird!
Yu Qirong saw through his thoughts at a glance, and her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, but she didn't intend to make a fuss at this time, and only asked: "How much do you know about the ban on smoking in our school?"
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