Before the 'ghost' could escape, Cheng Shuang cast another spell, drawing a circle on the ground to imprison it. Then, she leaped from mid-air onto a nearby table. In an instant, all the water in the room disappeared, and the feeling of being able to float vanished.
The small wooden ornaments crashed down with a clatter, leaving the room in a mess.
Fortunately, all the large pieces of furniture in the room were secured; otherwise, it would have been difficult to explain to the teacher and the shop owner.
The lights snapped on, and everyone who was half-asleep saw the dark shadow floating in mid-air.
The slightly chubby boy had frighteningly pale skin; rather than slightly chubby, his skin was swollen. His eyes were an unnatural white, also swollen, making him resemble a frog, but with an added layer of horror. His skin was covered in large and small spots—living spots.
Some of the more timid students buried their heads in the arms of their classmates, too afraid to watch any longer, while even the bolder ones couldn't help but take a half-step back.
The boy, who looked like a corpse, had originally intended to bare his teeth and scare people, but soon, wave after wave of lightning struck, leaving him unable to defend himself. He howled in pain, trying to roll around to escape the power of the lightning talisman, but he was trapped in his own self-imposed prison.
Cheng Shuang quietly put the two neglected oxygen pillows back.
The students, who were already quite scared, became even more panicked because they heard a lot of footsteps outside, indicating that the teacher had noticed something was wrong.
Right now, no one is thinking about being rescued; instead, they're thinking that their playfulness = refusing to sleep = attracting ghosts = reaping what they sowed = getting scolded by the teacher...
Everyone looked listless.
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