Chapter 8 Lanxi Ghost School (8)



The mirror ghost's expression changed obviously, his originally dark pupils shrank instantly, and his blood-stained body suddenly fell to the ground. The frequency of his body shaking became faster and faster, and the black mist emanating from his body spread outwards at an extremely fast speed.

This was a precursor to his classmate's frenzy.

Yu Qirong put his hands behind his back and leisurely jumped back two steps, leaving a space for the Mirror Ghost, then took out the props he had looted from the transfer student.

An aroma that can put the enemy into a state of intoxication for ten seconds.

The aromatherapy bottle is made of glass, with golden purple liquid with gold sand flowing inside, which looks mysterious and beautiful.

The white-haired beauty played with the small aromatherapy bottle in her hand, then with her scallion-white fingers she gently pushed off the cap of the aromatherapy bottle and sprayed it in the direction of the mirror ghost.

[Use the Ghost Aromatherapy, and there is one effective use remaining. 】

The black mist around him seemed to condense around the Mirror Ghost in an instant, almost materializing. The eyeballs in his eye sockets became almost completely black, and the lust contained in them seemed to be about to overflow.

Could it be that this aromatherapy also has aphrodisiac effects?

The ten-second time limit was critical. Yu Qirong narrowed his scarlet eyes, ignored the abnormality shown by the mirror ghost, and asked directly: "How much do you know about the smoke and the empty classroom?"

The bright red, upturned lips opened and closed; the mirror ghost looked dazed, his attention completely focused on the bright red lips. Yu Qirong's snow-white skin and bright red lips formed a sharp contrast, making the plainer the more plain, and the brighter the more bright.

The mirror ghost obviously didn't listen to his words. Yu Qirong frowned, not caring about the black mist and dark red blood on the mirror ghost. He took a few steps forward, grasped the mirror ghost's chin, tilted his head and asked in a coaxing tone: "My dear, how much do you know about Yan and the empty classroom?"

"...It's me." The Mirror Ghost's gaze remained motionless on Yu Qirong's face. The pensive look of the white-haired beauty was reflected in his completely black eyes. The dark color could not suppress the heat contained in his eyes, and an indescribable charming fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose.

Ten seconds passed quickly, and the burning emotion in Jinggui's eyes faded. He was shyly surprised that Yu Qirong's fingers were actually stroking his cheek, so he glanced at the white-haired beauty with a bit of embarrassment: "Qiqi——"

Before he could finish his words, Yu Qirong grabbed the back of his collar and threw him into the mirror again.

Perhaps because he used too much force, after using inertia to throw the mirror ghost in, Yu Qirong felt a sweetness in his throat.

The faucet was turned on, and a few strands of blood flowed into the sewer.

Yu Qirong rubbed her lower lips with water nonchalantly. The white-haired beauty in the mirror had a pale face, but her lips were like ripe red cherries, with a moist luster, tempting to pick them.

On the way from the toilet to the classroom, he had to pass by the empty classroom again, but this time, before he even stepped in, he clearly felt the heat wave on his face, instantly evaporating all the moisture on his lips.

Yu Qirong paused and looked at the empty classroom. It was still quiet.

It was as if there was a raging fire, engulfing everything in the classroom, and the arrogant flames licked his body unscrupulously, evaporating all the moisture.

"Cough cough." Yu Qirong covered his mouth and nose and coughed twice. His eyes were choked by the smoke and there was a bit of tears in them. He quickly left the classroom where the fire was suspected to have occurred.

"Report." The teacher's lecture was suddenly interrupted by a sweet and soft voice. Everyone in the classroom looked towards the person in front of the door, as if they were all waiting for this moment.

"Come in." When the teacher saw him come back, the strange smile on his face inexplicably added a bit of sincerity.

Yu Qirong ignored all these gazes and returned to his seat after getting the teacher's permission. He twirled a pen in his hand, his thoughts moving along with the movement of the pen.

The mirror ghost didn't say much, just two words, but the amount of information it brought was huge.

The one who violated school rules by smoking was the Mirror Ghost.

[Copy: Lanxi Ghost School, mission progress +5%, current progress 90%. ]

The mechanical voice that suddenly appeared in his mind seemed to approve of Yu Qirong's idea. Yu Qirong raised his eyebrows slightly and felt some favor for this mechanical voice.

Although the teacher was still teaching, Lu Pingsha's eyes couldn't help but glance at Yu Qirong.

This high-risk NPC went out halfway through class, and when he came back nothing else had changed except for his lips, which were more perky and red than before, as if... he'd been severely bullied.

Lu Pingsha's eyes darkened, and he imagined a scene in his mind almost out of thin air - a thin and petite beauty, reaching into her mouth and pulling off the silver thread with her fingers, her beautiful eyes that were always clear and bright, but became hazy and confused under the torture of lust, and her slender arms were weakly climbing...

!

Lu Pingsha suddenly came back to his senses and slapped himself with his hand.

The crisp sound attracted everyone in the class to turn around and look at him. Yu Qirong also noticed the crisp sound of the slap. His wine-red eyes flashed and fell on Lu Pingsha's red and hot face.

It was time for lunch after class. Yu Qirong had already put down his pen and fell asleep on the table.

As soon as the get out of class was over, the other students left one after another, leaving only the four transfer students in the classroom.

They didn't dare to wake Yu Qirong up, let alone act on their own. They could only hold an impromptu meeting in the back of the classroom.

Liang Xue first talked about her findings: "Most of the students here have violated school rules. The ones with glass fragments in their eyes should be mirror ghosts, the ones with mutilated body parts should be carved desks and chairs, and the ones with blood oozing from their necks should be loud noises..."

Xu Yanan: "But Yu Qirong didn't have those wounds. There are several possibilities. One is that his wounds can heal, but we have also seen that knife wounds and burns cannot be healed without medication. As for the fact that the burns didn't heal, it might be because..."

"There is a lag?" Bai Shi continued, his eyes brightening: "This shows that he is actually similar to us, right?"

Compared to high-risk NPCs being ghosts, it would obviously make people feel safer if Yu Qirong had the same identity as them. People always trust their own kind more.

"What's there to be happy about?" Lu Pingsha put his hands in his pockets and glanced gloomily at Yu Qirong in front of him. "You all saw how the ghosts in this copy treated him. How could there be someone who doesn't treat ghosts as ghosts... In other words, even if he is a human, why was he left here? Aren't you afraid that we will be left here like him?"

The sleeping Yu Qirong was neither flamboyantly gorgeous nor had the innocent look of a child, but was peaceful and calm, like the Sleeping Beauty in a fairy tale.

When faced with such a pure white-haired beauty, Lu Pingsha couldn't help but think of his previous fantasy, like a seductive ghost.

He became more certain of his judgment.

Yu Qirong, can't be a human.

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