Mao Minmin shouted: "Does it look like it?"

Chen Xin nodded and said, "It seems that it is your coffin."

“!!!”

Chen Xin did not lower his voice. The whole class heard it and looked at Mao Minmin in surprise.

"Don't talk nonsense, that's from me upstairs. You see, there are traces left by one of them falling into my room." Mao Minmin said.

Chen Xin nodded, walked over and knocked down the coffin board. Suddenly, the coffin board was kicked from the inside, which scared the classmate below.

Then the coffin swayed violently, and it was obvious that the person inside was struggling. At this time, a figure jumped out of the door and stepped on the coffin board, which calmed the coffin.

Chen Xin looked up and saw that it was Jiang Ye. He looked at the coffin and asked, "There is someone inside!"

"Nonsense, I don't let people in the coffin and ghosts be put on. I'll sit all up." Jiang Ye said angrily, waved his hand and told him to roll down quickly.

Mao Minmin analyzed in a low voice like a detective: "Jiang Ye is not a person who works safely. The first time I heard that he gave his coffin to others, this guy must have something else to do when he came to Lingwu High School. His professional premonition told me that he had a big secret."

Jiang Ye's surprise appearance made these rebellious students quiet for the time being. He beat him up and said weakly: "From today on, I will be your class teacher. I won't talk about the school's rules and regulations, read books by myself. I won't talk about the problems of cultivation, read books by myself. Well, you will be here this morning. If you don't understand, go back to check the Internet by yourself, and do a psychic level and physical fitness test in the afternoon. That's it."

After he finished speaking, he fell asleep on the cover of the coffin. Others would breathe when they were sleeping. When he fell asleep, he felt like he was dead, and he felt no breath at all.

This made the whole class feel incredible. The teacher at Lingwu High School is so kind.

"Hey, won't such a teacher be expelled? We have to read everything ourselves. What should the teacher do?" Anniversary was the first to say.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw panic in his eyes of classmates around him, looked at his back, and then sat down obediently, took out the book to read, regardless of whether the book was placed correctly or not.

Zhou Nian slowly turned his head and saw the head teacher's eyes red, fangs exposed, and a cold breath emitting from his body. Even his soul felt cold and trembling.

"I didn't eat breakfast. Are you going to contribute your warm blood?" Jiang Ye's eyes showed desire and stretched out his hands. The purple-black nails were five centimeters long.

"Zombie! Old teacher...I'm wrong." Zhou Nian's tears flowed out, because of fear, his body became stiff and he couldn't move at all.

"I have a very good hearing. If anyone disturbs me to sleep, my bad temper is likely to get out of control. If you want to be my food, you can try it."

Jiang Ye's voice was weak, but it was even more shocking to every student's ears.

Suddenly the cold breath in the classroom disappeared, and everyone found that Jiang Ye fell asleep again on the coffin board at some point.

Zhou Nian secretly breathed a sigh of relief and found that his whole body was cold. At that moment just now, he really felt that he was already a dead person.

This time, everyone in the classroom was reading very quietly, and even if they didn’t read, they remained quiet.

Chen Xin took the opportunity to read all the books about Lingwuzhe, and there are many contents that cannot be circulated in society.

Moreover, he found that concentrating the mind and soul gathering will make his mind very clear and even his memory will improve a lot. Basically, he can remember it by looking at me two or three times.

In the morning, I read all the textbooks about the Spirit Warriors, remembered the general content, and gained a better understanding of the world.

In the morning, no one in the class spoke, and several classmates didn't dare to move if they wanted to go to the bathroom. They held it in for two hours. It was not until lunch time that Jiang Ye woke up slowly, said he would get off get out of class, and then fell asleep again.

Everyone left carefully and all walked through the back door, for fear of provoking the zombie head teacher.

After leaving the classroom, the classmate of the anniversary shouted immediately: "I'm going to go to the principal to complain."

"The question is where is the principal's office?" A girl named Liu Qing asked with lingering fear.

No one knew that when he saw the senior walking by, Zhou Nian held him and asked, "Hello, senior, where is the principal's office?"

“The school does not have a principal’s office.”

"Where is the Academic Director or the Director of Dean's Office?" Zhou Nian asked again.

"Hmph, I know you want to complain, right? I advise you to waste less time. Lingwu High School has no place to complain. Whether you can graduate depends on the teacher. No matter how good your academic performance is, the teacher will give you 0 points, that is 0 points, and there is nowhere to complain."

The senior said gloatingly that he saw these new students' expressions and looked very happy. He also came here like this.

All the students watched the seniors leave with a laugh, their expressions were dull, which was too exaggerated.

"We must be playing with us, let's ask other seniors." Zhou Nian didn't believe in evil and went to hold the seniors who left after school.

Several students also asked, but the result was basically the same. They had to believe it and accept it, and in the future, their head teacher would be a zombie.

Because Chen Xin and Fang Min were already familiar with Jiang Ye, after their classmates escaped from the classroom, the two walked to Jiang Ye, and Mao Minmin immediately asked, "You can tell now."

Jiang Ye opened his eyes and looked at the two of them with blood-red eyes, with some bloodthirsty murderous intent in his eyes. Mao Minmin was so scared that she burst out directly and almost released the flames.

Fortunately, the murderous intent quickly restrained his weak voice and said: "Give you a task to protect Shen Yuexiang during the day. The school will not be peaceful recently, and the spirit-reverse has been mixed in."

"What is this Shen Yuexiang's identity? I encountered an attack in the last exam, and I came again this time?" Minmin asked curiously.

"I have signed a confidentiality agreement for this. I can't tell you. If you do it, you will be rewarded with a generous reward. Go quickly and don't disturb me to sleep." Jiang Ye closed his eyes after saying that, and continued to be like a dead person.

Minmin also wanted to ask who was in the coffin. Chen Xin pulled her away. It was obvious that Jiang Ye was not in good condition at the moment and needed a rest.

After pulling Minmin out of the classroom, Chen Xin let go. Minmin immediately said, "What are you doing? I know there is something wrong with his condition, so I will ask more questions, and no one will die."

"It's useless to ask. The arrested spirit gangster in this coffin should be the arrested one. Let's go, Shen Yuexiang goes to the cafeteria and keep up. Isn't it great to have extra money to make money in school?" Chen Xin said.

"Okay, hey, have your credits been stolen? Most of your classmates were stolen yesterday, and there would be no food to eat without credits. If you beg me, you can treat you to dinner." Minmin said proudly.

"Oh, I still have more than 10,000 credits, enough." Chen Xin answered casually without taking it seriously.

Mao Minmin was stunned and smiled and said, "I know men are so proud of their face, but now there is no one, so there is no need to pretend. Anyway, even Sima Wuma, who has a level A bloodline, has been cheated. You have nothing to be embarrassed about at the tail of a crane."
Chapter completed!