Hell App - Chapter 112

Chapter One Hundred and Twelve

He slid back to the dormitory quickly, locked the door of the dormitory, Bai Yan was not half-hearted, and fell asleep when he lay down.

He felt that he had done a great thing. Teacher Ning has been in a very bad state of mind recently. Seeing her black eye circles, she must be unable to sleep well every day.

He respected and respected the teacher in vain, and sympathized with the teacher’s hard work in class, so he directly gave a gift package for dreaming. As long as Teacher Ning receives it, he can sleep comfortably for a lifetime without even waking up.

There is absolutely no second one in school for a good boy who is thoughtful and sensible like him.

Therefore, Bai Yan sleeps securely and sleeps at ease. He has locked the door to the bedroom, at least tonight, Teacher Ning can’t get in even if he wants to hit him.

…

In the middle of the night, there was a violent explosion at the end of the corridor.

There was a roar and a burst of light. Even the dark bedroom was illuminated by light for a moment, and then the darkness was restored.

The deafening sound awakened many children. The children opened their eyes and shivered by the sudden change. But they remembered that they could not speak at night, so they closed their mouths tightly and shivered under the covers.

In the bed, Bai Yan was also awakened by the expected explosion.

He half-opened his eyes and listened for a while with his ears pricked up, making sure that Teacher Ning hadn’t knocked on the door in the middle of the night to get him revenge, so he lowered his eyes with peace of mind, rolled over and went back to sleep.

From now on, Teacher Ning will never be able to teach them anymore.

Such a teacher who brought him a lot of joy…It’s a pity to think about it.

…

Bai Yan slept until dawn. He had a very fulfilling life yesterday, so his sleep quality was exceptionally good.

Compared with the little carrot head who had been worried all night, his reaction was obviously too abnormal.

It is clear to the utterance that his classmates are not so good. So he pretended that he hadn’t heard anything last night, got up from the bed ignorantly, and’learned’ from his classmates what had happened last night.

But……

“Why don’t everyone go out?”

It was already bright, and all the students were crowded in the dormitory like an ostrich, making Bai Yan extremely puzzled.

He saw several of his classmates suffocating badly, and it was obvious that he needed to go to the toilet to solve their physiological problems. But they blushed, and they were able to hold it back, not going out.

“We…we are afraid of ghosts outside!” said a boy with a watermelon head: “The sound of “boom boom” appeared outside last night. It sounds terrible! In case the ghost mother stands outside the house, who is the first Open the door, what if she eats someone?”

The fairy tales in this world are very strange. In just over ten days, Bai Yan has heard a lot of scary fairy tales from his classmates, and his cultural level has greatly improved.

His biological mother had no time to read stories to him, and his two adoptive parents were good people who disgusted him, so it was naturally impossible to read these horrible stories to him to scare him. Even if it is read, it is a fairy tale of “Little White Rabbit, open the door”.

The fairy tale that the Big Bad Wolf tricks the little rabbit to open the door is similar in its own way. The story of “Mother Ghost” also teaches children not to open the door at will.

When you feel something is wrong outside, you can’t open the door anyway. Otherwise, the ghost mother will come in through the door, enter the room and eat you.

Such an absurd fairy tale could not scare these mischievous little carrot heads before.

However, similar plots are constantly being staged on campus, so that children can’t help but regard these fairy tales as golden rules.

After looking around for a week, Bai Yan didn’t see anyone who dared to open the door.

The story of “Ghost Mother” is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. These little carrot heads are not stupid, they are waiting for others to open the door, so that if there is a ghost mother outside the door, the person who eats it will not be yourself.

“You all think too much, fairy tales are deceptive. Although there are ghosts in the school, but our mothers stay at home, how can there be ghost mothers outside the door?”

In this regard, Bai Yan is extremely confident.

He knows best what happened last night.

Last night, Teacher Ning went to heaven peacefully, and the explosion outside was not haunted at all.

Can he be unclear about the good things he has done himself?

Knowing that Teacher Ning had received his gift and had no chance to retaliate against him, Bai Yan opened the door confidently, not worried that there would be ghosts guarding the door outside.

However, as soon as he opened the door, his smile froze.

He saw Ning Xiuli standing outside the door with a friendly smile on her face. She was standing straight outside the door, looking straight at him with straight eyes.

Teacher Ning…Didn’t you go to heaven?

Why are you still here?

A group of screaming chickens rolled past Bai Yan’s heart, they fluttered and rushed past, knocking him into a mess.

Bai Yan quickly glanced at Ning Xiuli and found that Ning Xiuli’s skin was intact, her forehead was smooth, and her hair was not even burnt.

Moreover, Ning Xiuli’s thick dark circles are gone, and her big wavy curly hair is tied into a neat ponytail. The whole person looks energetic. Bai Yan can’t help but surprise Bai Yan. The emotional explosion has this effect?

“Mr. Ning, good morning.”

Bai Yanzang smiled and greeted Ning Xiuli, Ning Xiuli also smiled and said “Good morning” to him.

After receiving a polite response from Ning Xiuli, Bai Yan felt that his chills were standing up.

Something’s wrong, it’s really wrong.

Teacher Ning he knew shouldn’t be like this.

The real Teacher Ning should now jump up and beat him up first, repair him to half-death, and then scold the little turnip who was lazy in the bedroom.

In the end, she should punish everyone with corporal punishment regardless of the three-seven-one. This is the method Ning Xiuli should have.

But the teacher in front of her, she was gentle and gentle, looking very kind.

It’s just that the smile on the corner of her mouth and the over-kind look in her eyes make people feel weird.

This cannot be Teacher Ning.

Bai Yan thought warily.

The real Teacher Ning is dead, and this one…she is the fake Teacher Ning!

Thinking of Lin Miaomiao who had turned into a ghost, the white warning bell made a loud sound, and he could not help taking two steps back.

Bai Yan didn’t dare to go out for a while. The other classmates didn’t know what happened last night, so they didn’t doubt, they just ran out from the door timidly.

As soon as they left the house, these classmates went straight to the toilet. They were a little surprised that Ning Xiuli didn’t hit anyone this morning, but they were only surprised. How could such a fierce old witch like Teacher Ning become a ghost? She is a ghost!

More and more people were leaving the dormitory. Seeing that the people in the dormitory were going to be gone, Bai Yan didn’t dare to stay too much, and followed the flow of people, leaving the house in a daze.

After eating breakfast without knowing the taste, Bai Yan’s heart slowly settled.

In the morning, Ning Xiuli’s attitude was very gentle, she did not target him, nor did she look for revenge on him.

The person who becomes a ghost is no longer the original person.

Therefore, Teacher Ning should have forgotten the good things he did last night, and would not care about him specifically, nor would he give him a Children’s Day gift back…probably.

Bai Yan felt guilty in his heart, and quietly lowered his eyes, trying to reduce his sense of existence so that Teacher Ning, who had come back from the dead, would not notice him.

After dinner, Ning Xiuli gathered the students to the classroom.

As soon as the class started, she opened a book.

Chinese should be studied in this class.

But Bai Yan clearly saw that the book opened by Ning Xiuli had “Necropolis” written on the cover.