Author: Yi Jie Jingfu

Mingzhuo felt that his tone of speaking was quite soft, why did the other party look like crying?

The classmates who had just greeted her enthusiastically all lowered their heads.

Mingzhuo felt that his classmates had a deep misunderstanding about him.

She really doesn't hit anyone!

...At least you won't hit people casually for no reason! This must be emphasized!

"Boss, are you coming to class?" Seeing Mingzhuo's schoolbag on the desk, Li Wenhe came to his senses first.

"Yes." Mingzhuo sat down in his seat, looked at the book placed on the desk of the person next to him, and took out the math book.

She is very interested in anything she hasn't really experienced.

Pei Di and Li Wenhe's locations are connected to her, and there is another empty seat next to it.

Mingzhuo thought for a while and asked in a low voice, "When did I become a school bully? Why don't I know?"

Pei Di slammed the table with a snap and said, "Who is gossiping in front of you?"

Looking at the figures around her whose heads were almost lowered to the desk, Mingzhuo was so worried that her hair was almost falling off. How should I explain this to everyone? In fact, she is very gentle?

"Shut up and sit down!" Mingzhuo scolded in a low voice.

This guy is tall and has a big muscle, which will scare his classmates.

"Oh." Pei Di sat down obediently.

Xie Xiao was secretly looking around: "..."

Ah, I want to cry even more.

The bell rang, and the math teacher stepped onto the podium with a gust of wind.

She looked at the red and yellow hair who was finally willing to come to class today and said coldly, "Some people don't read books well, and they will know how to live a life! If they don't have IQ, it's okay, it's obvious that their intelligence is normal, and this is a matter of attitude!"

Here comes, here comes again! This teacher is good at everything, but he is too sorry for his iron.

The whole class lowered his head and did not dare to face the other party's sharp eyes.

"I can't bear the hardships of studying now, and I'll wait to endure the hardships of society in the future. Don't regret it then!"

Mingzhuo listened very seriously, and his eyes were full of curiosity in his clear black and white eyes.

When the two of them met their eyes, Li Huili became much less angry, "Why are you sitting here, classmate?"

"This is where I am."

“…”

Li Huili couldn't believe it, "Are you Cheng Zhuo?"

"Teacher, I changed my name, now I'm Ruan Mingzhuo." Mingzhuo politely reminded.

Li Huili looked at the quiet and well-behaved little girl, and was surprised and felt very relieved.

The little girl found her family and seemed to be lost and she planned to study hard and improve every day.

Their teachers should take the initiative to accept her with a tolerant heart!

"You can teach well. It doesn't matter if you have a weak foundation. If you don't understand, you can raise your hand to ask questions. Don't be afraid." Li Huili's voice became much gentler.

All afternoon, Mingzhuo listened very enthusiastically and seriously, and his face was full of desire for knowledge.

The teachers who came to teach were all passionate and felt that this was the greatest affirmation of their teaching career!

This excitement is inevitable.

By the end of school, their class was more than twenty minutes later than other classes.

Mingzhu stretched out and said, "Let's go, go to the rooftop."

Pei Di: "Ah, what are you doing on the rooftop?"

Li Wenhe took out a document seal, "Boss, are you going to do the court?"

He went out to get the document halfway through, and someone called him and said that there was a document sent from Lei City to hand him over.

When he saw the name "Jiang Furong" on the cover, he guessed that it was related to last night's live broadcast.

Mingzhuo nodded: "Yes, let's fight quickly."

The three of them came to the rooftop of the teaching building. The dusk was about to sink. Mingzhu took out his schoolbag, took out the things inside, and simply set up a memorial.

The token of love sent by Jiang Furong was a jade bracelet with a very good water head. It was already hard, and it cost at least six or seven million.

Li Wenhe placed the bracelet and hair in the middle. When he turned his head, he saw Mingzhuo holding the book "Collection of Talismans" and making a quick flick.

There are also yellow paper and cinnabar used to draw talismans on the ground.

"Boss, what's wrong?" Is this a difficult situation?

But during the live broadcast, didn’t she say it lightly and feel full of confidence?

Mingzhuo flipped through several books in succession, "I want to see if there is a way to eliminate the backlash..."

"Backoff?" Pei Di was a little nervous, "You won't be in trouble, are you?"

"What are you thinking?" Mingzhu closed the book, "I will not be backfired. I am worried that the fuchsia forest in the river will be backfired."

Otherwise, if she is so troublesome, she will be a master here?

Mingzhuo began to draw talismans, her movements were casual and natural, and she squatted on the ground without any image.

Li Wenhe has seen his uncle draw talismans, and he always burns incense and sits upright. He must abandon distracting thoughts and recites spells silently to become talismans.

This is the first time he has seen him as casual as Mingzhuo.

This looks unreliable! If it weren't for the memory of the ghost that night, he would even doubt whether Mingzhuo was a liar.

However, the next second, his pupils tightened.

The last stroke of Mingzhu was completed, and a light of inspiration flowed along the handwriting, faintly flashed, and then sank into the yellow paper.

Li Wenhe came to his senses. When his uncle drew talismans, no inspiration flashed.

Mingzhuo painted the talisman well and began to have no choice but to be able to play with the great god. She was not wearing a Taoist robe and holding a peach wood sword, and her behavior had a strange and ancient rhythm.

The invisible sword energy of the peach wood sword slashed on the jade bracelet, and the bracelet made a slight crackling sound.

Immediately afterwards, she threw out the talisman. The talisman paper burned spontaneously without wind, and the flames directly wrapped around the strand of hair and bracelet.

Li Wenhe said in his heart that it was a pity that the six or seven million jade bracelets were gone.

He turned his head, his eyes fell on the roof of another building, and paused for a moment.

A woman stood there looking at the scenery.

Mingzhuo closed the trend: "Okay, it's over, Pei Di, help me collect the bracelet."

Pei Di picked up the intact bracelet: "The bracelet wasn't burned?"

"Why do you want to break such an expensive bracelet? Of course you have to return it to it?" Mingzhuo said.

Li Wenhe withdrew his gaze and helped Mingzhu collect things. When several people were preparing, he couldn't help but look over again.

"Strange, why did that woman stand there all the time?"

The distance between the two buildings was hundreds of meters, and the dusk was dark, so he could only see vague figures.

But he could clearly see the expression on the woman's face, and even the two of them had their eyes even met.

"What girl?" Pei Di turned around and saw nothing.

"It's there..." Before Li Wenhe finished speaking, he saw the woman smile strangely at him, and then jumped down suddenly!

"She jumped off the building! Someone jumped off the building! Call the police quickly!" The huge impact of his vision made his heart beat violently.

Li Wenhe turned around and wanted to rush downstairs.

Mingzhuo grabbed him, "It's too late, she's already dead."

Li Wenhe: “…what?”

He looked at Mingzhuo, who was calm and confused, and gradually reacted, and a chill suddenly rose in his heart.

“…I’m a hell?”

"Well, at dusk, when you are at the demon, you are overwhelmed by a ghost again, and your body is stained with yin energy, so it is not surprising that you can see it."

Mingzhuo looked back at the rooftop over there, "Let's go, go and take a look."
Chapter completed!