Meeting the Wolf

In the second half of the class, Zhang Tao's expression was always blurred, and Bai Ruan was also focused on two things. During the lecture, his eyes kept wandering in the classroom, and he got off the podium and walked around the classroom a few times, trying to find out the possible hiding place of the demon avatar. But the heart demon has no entity, you can hide in the back of your schoolbag and desk, and no one in the class can see it except Bai Ruan, so it is very difficult to search, so Bai Ruan couldn't find it until the end of class.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Bai Ruan looked around the three aisles in the class unwillingly, but still found nothing, so he waved to Zhang Tao, who was distracted by the strange eyes of the students, and said: "Zhang Tao, come here!" one time."

Zhang Tao stood up in a daze, and Lang Jingfeng also stood up, grabbed the Friday physics quiz paper, and followed Zhang Tao and Bai Ruan into the head teacher's office.

As soon as Bai Ruan walked out of the classroom, the inner demons that had been caught in Zhang Tao's math book dripped onto the table, and then swelled up like a balloon full of air, and a small tentacle grew out.Relying on the fact that no one can see itself, it floats carelessly in the classroom, touching the students one by one, and peeping into their hearts.

Human beings define the concept of "fear" very broadly. Fear of parents is fear of teachers, fear of bad exams is fear of too much homework, fear of poverty and hardship is also fear... However, for the demons, there are only creepy, adrenal glands. The "fear" of a surge in hormone secretion is the real fear.

The things that would scare these ordinary human high school students are relatively concentrated, either cockroaches, mice and insects with low lethality and easy to deal with, or the dark, deep sea, huge celestial bodies that are difficult to materialize, or various childhood shadows A series of earthy urban legends and school tales.

The inner demon waved its tentacles, touching from one end of the classroom to the other end of the classroom, not one student was spared.

"Sit." In the office, Bai Ruan routinely dragged a chair by the table.

Zhang Tao sat down, and Lang Jingfeng stood behind him, looking like he wanted to listen.

Bai Ruan's gaze skipped over Zhang Tao, and landed on Lang Jingfeng: "...what's the matter with you?"

Lang Jingfeng smiled, and waved the physics paper in his hand: "I'm asking Teacher He for questions." He turned around, facing the physics teacher, with his back to Bai Ruan, but he could hear what Bai Ruan said at this distance.

Bai Ruan didn't think it was necessary to hide this matter from Lang Jingfeng, so she didn't care about it. First, she comforted Zhang Tao with innocuous public relations rhetoric. Did you watch some scary movies and TV dramas, novels, etc. during this period, and have you been affected by this?"

Zhang Tao shook his head and said in a low voice: "I didn't watch it, I just study when I go home."

Bai Ruan tirelessly induced: "Then have you heard any rumors about students jumping off buildings?"

Zhang Tao pursed his lips and said, "That's what I heard."

Bai Ruan said in the tone of a bosom brother chatting: "You can tell me, and I will help you guide it."

He currently highly suspects that some of Zhang Tao's fears are realized by the demons. If it is true, then it is best to ask Zhang Tao first to deal with the ghost who jumped off the building, because the demons will [-]% follow Zhang Tao's "settings". Ghosts, the time, location, aggressiveness, and weaknesses of ghosts are all restored according to Zhang Tao's imagination. Although ghosts are created with self-awareness, they may not be [-]% in line with Zhang Tao's original settings, but this is still The most important intelligence.

"Ah?" Zhang Tao was a little puzzled, "I've heard a lot, just all kinds of social news."

Bai Ruan tentatively asked: "Which one impressed you the most, or scared you the most after hearing it?" After a pause, Bai Ruan added, "News or stories are fine."

Zhang Tao was silent for a moment, then smiled sheepishly, and said, "...what I fear most is ghost stories."

Bai Ruan's smile was as warm as a spring breeze: "Then tell me, it's okay, we're just chatting today, the teacher will help you relieve the pressure."

Zhang Tao muttered: "Well, to be honest..."

Bai Ruan said firmly: "Speak, it's okay."

Zhang Tao pushed his glasses, and said in a volume that only he and Bai Ruan could hear: "That's right, I heard a story when I was in elementary school...that is, a student who failed the exam went down from the third floor to scare his family. Jumping, I thought I wouldn't die if I fell, but because I fell headfirst, I died..."

When Zhang Tao said this, he carefully observed Bai Ruan's expression, saw that he was still smiling and encouraged himself to continue, and then continued: "He has a lot of resentment. After he died, he walked up and down the corridor on the third floor of the school every night. , because he died with his head on the ground, so after he became a ghost, he would not walk on his feet, but would jump up and down with his head down. If someone stood on a high place, he would not be able to see him, but if someone walked on the ground, he would You can see that person's feet, and whoever you see grabs their feet and throws them headfirst from the third floor..."

Bai Ruan coughed uncomfortably, and asked, "What time is it at night?"

Zhang Tao: "Huh?"

Bai Ruan: "... What time did he appear at night? Twelve o'clock in the middle of the night?"

"I don't know, it's at night." Zhang Tao said, his small eyes hidden behind the thick lenses rolled around uneasily, his face was extremely ugly.

This act of retelling the ghost story and Bai Ruan's behavior of asking for details "believed it was true" seemed to have destroyed a certain psychological defense line of Zhang Tao. I really saw it today...I am definitely not dazzled, I can even see what he looks like...he..." Zhang Tao gritted his teeth, his masseter muscles twitched, and the fear that had tortured him for half a class He poured out all of a sudden, and growled, "He looks exactly like the one I imagined when I was a child!"

——The psychological shadow of childhood, the details are also correct, [-]% is a good thing done by the demon.Bai Ruan clenched his fists tightly, the blood vessels on the back of his hands were slightly protruding, a fire was running around in his chest, he was even more angry than when he was hunting wolves at home yesterday.

Lang Jingfeng, who had been listening in, also came to his senses, and turned his head to glance at Zhang Tao.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Bai... I'm just talking... nonsense." Zhang Tao took a few deep breaths, came back to his senses, realized that he shouldn't have said such nonsense to the head teacher, and hurriedly bowed his head and apologized.

"There's nothing to apologize for," Bai Ruan slowly let go of her fists, and smiled broadly, two sunny and cute dimples floated on her face, "I just wanted you to have a way to talk, you I think this situation can be explained scientifically..."

Due to his status as a teacher, Bai Ruan had no choice but to popularize socialist materialism to Zhang Tao, explaining it forcefully with psychology.Zhang Tao was not persuaded, but no matter what, it is much more comfortable to speak out the tormenting fear than to hold it in his heart alone, and Bai Ruan's expression and tone when comforting others are very healing, so Zhang Tao's emotions gradually To ease, when the bell rang for the second class, his condition had almost recovered, he thanked Bai Ruan and went back to class.

After the farce of jumping off the building in the morning, no other strange things happened in the class all day, but Bai Ruan didn't feel lucky at all. He suspected that there was more than one ghost that manifested from the inner demon, and the others might just be affected by such things as The "ghost story setting" constraints such as "appearing at night" and "appearing in rainy days" have not appeared for the time being. If this is the case, there will be more troubles in the future.

All day today, Bai Ruan carried a trouser pocket full of cleansing charms, and went to the fourth shift to inspect when he had time, but the inner demon cunningly did not show a single side, Bai Ruan did not have Yun Qing's special compass, and roughly calculated his fortune It's okay, calculating the location of the mind demon can't be done even if killed, so I have to give up unwillingly.

The evening self-study is over, and the school bell rings.

Students from the sophomore and first year groups poured out of the school gate, but the senior three students continued to fight in the school until 10:30 in the evening.

Seeing that the students had almost left, Bai Ruan took out two white chalks from the chalk slot and stuffed them into his trouser pockets.

"Teacher Bai." Lang Jingfeng walked to the podium with his schoolbag on his back, looked at Bai Ruan standing on the podium, and asked with a smile, "What are you doing with the chalk? Shall we go home?"

"I have to go to the third floor to have a look." Bai Ruan asked, "Are you coming with me... If you don't want to go, just wait in my office."

Lang Jingfeng glanced around and saw that his classmates had disappeared, so he asked in a low voice, "Are you looking for the ghost Zhang Tao mentioned?"

Bai Ruan nodded, the rare dignified look on this soft and cute face made him look a little out of place and cute: "It doesn't matter, the third-floor high school students leave school at 10:30 every night, and Zhang Tao doesn't know the specific time when ghosts come and go. If ghosts start haunting the third floor around 10:30, high school seniors who walk slowly after school are prone to accidents."

Lang Jingfeng bit his lower lip lightly, and asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid of ghosts." Bai Ruan's eyes rolled slightly, her round tail was raised proudly, "ghosts are afraid of me."

Lang Jingfeng's heart became hot, and he suppressed the urge to kiss Bai Ruan in the classroom, and said, "I'll accompany you, I'm not afraid of ghosts, and I can help you fight if you get caught again."

"...there are many people on the third floor right now, and there is a lot of yang energy. Normally speaking, there should be no problem." Bai Ruan walked up to the third floor with Lang Jingfeng while talking. At that time, the corridors and classrooms are brightly lit, and students and teachers come and go, so it doesn't look like a haunted place.

The two inspected the third floor. Bai Ruan didn't find anything unusual, so he took Lang Jingfeng down to the office on the second floor, and said, "We'll go up at 10:30...you write your homework first."

Lang Jingfeng: "..."

Lang Jingfeng sat down at Bai Ruan's desk and began to write his homework resignedly. Bai Ruan sat opposite him, turned his cell phone to silent, and played games under the table to soothe his tense nerves all day. Both teachers and students waited for ghosts.

Lang Jingfeng wrote with his own pen for a while, closed the pen cap, took out a pen from the pen holder on Bai Ruan's desk, wrote for 10 minutes, closed the pen cap again, took out another pen from the pen holder and wrote, this action was repeated. After a few times, Bai Ruan asked suspiciously: "The pens in my pen holder are not working anymore?"

"They are all easy to use." Lang Jingfeng said, but quickly changed another one.

"Then you traded it back and forth..." Bai Ruan blinked.

Lang Jingfeng raised the corners of his lips, pulled out a handsome and childish smile, and said, "Mr. Bai...you can't smell it."

Bai Ruan raised her eyebrows: "What?"

Like a wolf cub occupying territory, Lang Jingfeng said with a smile, "Every pen of yours now has my scent on it."

Bai Ruan: "..."

The author has something to say: Lang Jingfeng: Now it’s just a pen, but in the future there will be my smell in the body. :)

Bai Ruanruan (hind leg kicking in [-] poses): Heck, heck!