The Zombie can see through the soul of any living being, whether it is clear or filthy. In other words, a malevolent soul will never be clear and clean. Although the Zombie cannot control them, it is the best detector to avoid evil spirits.
There are very few skills to control the soul. Xie Xiaoxian once mentioned to Cheng Shuang that ghosts are prone to losing their rationality when they are angry, so they will not care about the rules when they have the idea of hurting or killing people. However, if they are not angered, most of them will not suddenly turn into fierce ghosts.
The little girl walked among the female students and felt an unprecedented chill.
She was fearless, a young woman. Compared to the beautiful woman next to her who hesitated and timidly looked up, her peach blossom eyes curiously looked around, observing everyone's expression, and occasionally she calmly brushed the hairs that stood up on her thin arms.
The female students walking and chatting were just like ordinary people. They laughed and joked freely, read and played, and there was not a trace of eeriness in them. As a result, Cheng Shuang felt a sense of unreality. Moreover, these young ladies were wearing uniform school uniforms, and each of them had delicate features and exuded a refined and scholarly air, which was extremely pleasing to the eye.
So the little girl probably isn't afraid; while admiring the sight, she remains highly vigilant.
"Isn't class about to start?" Cheng Shuang suddenly stopped and turned to ask Liao Yuewei.
Liao Yuewei tried to avoid looking at the female students, focusing her attention on her surroundings. She wished she could figure out the suspicious points and break through the encirclement right now, and absentmindedly asked, "What class?"
As soon as she finished speaking, her face turned pale as she snapped back to reality. She tugged at the hem of her black skirt and gritted her teeth, "Looks like I'll have to go to class."
Ghosts can disregard the rules when they get angry, but these guardians can't.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the school bell rang.
The entire school was filled with the deafening sound of the bell.
The female students filed in and all returned to their classrooms, instantly clearing the corridor.
At the same time, the stairwell door creaked open, and a middle-aged woman in a cheongsam with a serious expression walked in, her low heels clicking loudly.
She walked at a steady pace, but in just a few seconds, she reached Cheng Shuang and Liao Yuewei from the other end.
"Which class are you in? Why aren't you back in the classroom yet?" She pulled out her pointer and pointed it at their chests with a blank expression. "Where are your student IDs?"
Perhaps sensing their hesitation, the female teacher's slender eyes suddenly flashed red, and she slowly raised her pointer, aiming it directly at their necks.
The eerie sighs echoed in his mind like alarm bells. The female teacher, whose soul had been corrupted, was now a dark and brooding presence. The eerie sighs alerted the eerie sighs, and the eerie sighs made him extremely uneasy.
The monster gave timely feedback. The little girl closed her eyes slightly and saw a figure covered in blood standing in front of them through her consciousness. Blood was gushing down from a line on her neck. Her face was whiter than paper, her eyes were bloodshot, and her stern expression revealed undisguised gloom and displeasure.
At the same time, Liao Yuewei, unable to suppress her trembling, tugged at Cheng Shuang, gesturing for her to look down.
The little girl looked warily and saw a cloud of black mist rising from the female teacher's feet. It resembled a shadow but was not as solid as a shadow. In no time, it bared its fangs and claws like a ghost, completely different from the female teacher's stern expression.
Cheng Shuang swallowed hard, a chill running down her spine. She forced a smile and took a half-step back. "Teacher, I'm from Class 3, Grade 3. I twisted my left ankle in the hallway just now, and my classmate helped me to the infirmary. Isn't the infirmary on the fourth floor?"
"A sprained ankle?" The teacher's gaze slid down to Cheng Shuang's slender ankle. Almost simultaneously, the girl felt a sharp pain in her left foot, and her ankle visibly swelled up.
Then, the female teacher revealed a satisfied smile, a smile devoid of warmth.
"The infirmary is underground; you've come to the wrong place."
She tapped the pointer in her palm, then bent down abruptly. In the dim yellow light, her rigid face seemed distorted and twisted, pressed against Cheng Shuang's ankle, scrutinizing her closely.
Cheng Shuang bit her lip, suppressing a cry of pain. Liao Yuewei, her lips pressed tightly together, held her shoulders firmly. Judging from her poised movements, she could carry the little girl away should the female teacher make any move.
Even though Cheng Shuang was injured and forced to come into close contact with souls, Liao Yuewei's body trembled even more violently than hers. In that instant, the little girl understood what the phrase "trembling like a leaf" meant.
Yes, I can confirm that she's a beautiful woman who's afraid of ghosts!
Recalling Liao Yuewei's sophisticated and elegant mature demeanor when they first met, the young girl sighed silently, enduring the biting cold fingers gently tracing across her ankle.
"Teacher, it hurts a lot!" Cheng Shuang wasn't faking it this time; her little face scrunched up in pain.
The female teacher seemed to suddenly come to her senses, quickly stood up, straightened her back, and said, "Go back to your classrooms." After she finished speaking, as she turned to leave, she turned her head to reveal half of her face shrouded in shadow, "I will get the medicine and bring it to the classroom."
Liao Yuewei, who had initially breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the teacher about to leave, was suddenly speechless. She smiled wryly and politely declined, saying, "No need to trouble you, we can..."
"No!" the female teacher interrupted her, her voice stern and low. "Don't make excuses to skip class. Go back!"
The last two words really shook their eardrums. Liao Yuewei almost collapsed to the ground because of her weak legs. It was Cheng Shuang who pinched her to bring back her last bit of courage.
After the female teacher disappeared down the corridor, Liao Yuewei rubbed her face. Her skin was already fair, but now it was completely bloodless. Her voice was like a ghost urging Cheng Shuang, "Quickly take the white pill!"
Injuries caused by ghosts or monsters always pose a hidden danger.
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