mesbooks Chapter 165, No. 24 Middle School
Chapter 165, No. 24 Middle School
Early morning, Nanhai District, North Campus, No. 24 Middle School.
The boy stood on the roof of the school building, holding an umbrella; the wind made his short hair messy.
The eight-foot-tall bride standing beside him looked like a small giant standing on a rooftop.
The evil Qilin pulled the black stone from its neck and looked at the eight-foot-tall bride:
"Thanks a lot."
The eight-foot-tall bride placed her hand near her mouth, opened it, revealing her fangs, and bit down on the large, white hand.
Blood, formed from yin energy, flowed from the tiger's mouth of the eight-foot-tall bride and dripped onto the black stone.
The evil Qilin gripped the black stone and drew a symbol in the air.
As the symbols vanished into the air, an extremely oppressive force emanated from the teaching building.
Like wild grass that has just been set ablaze, it won't be long before it spreads like wildfire.
The eight-foot-tall bride suddenly felt uneasy and asked in an ethereal voice:
"What is this?"
The evil Qilin glanced at its feet:
"The resentment of a world-renowned person."
It's time to go, or we won't be able to leave.
The eight-foot-tall bride embraced the evil Qilin and flew rapidly out of the school.
In the night sky, the ethereal voice of the eight-foot-tall bride rang out:
"My lord, where are we going?"
Xie Qilin's short hair was disheveled in the wind as he said leisurely:
"The fruit is ripe; it's time to pick it."
Excitement shone in the eyes of the eight-foot-tall bride:
"Is my husband's wish finally going to come true?"
The Evil Qilin said:
"Actually, it's still a year short, but it's not a big deal."
When Xie Qilin said this, his eyes darted around.
Actually, the best time to pick the fruit is next year.
Moving it a year in advance, I wonder if anything will change.
The evil Qilin paused, his eyes resolute:
"But such an opportunity is rare; even if they're not ripe, we must pick them."
Southsea City is about to be plunged into the most terrifying anomaly.
This is a metropolis at the forefront of the world.
The Anomaly Management Bureau must devote all its efforts to resolving anomalies.
Under the command of Twilight, there will inevitably be instances of unusual activity to protect the South China Sea.
After all, Zero Antique Shop is located in the South China Sea, and they have to guard Twilight's old nest.
Let's talk about dusk again.
That stupid pig, Prince Heng, in his eagerness to gain merit, was tricked into going after Huanghun.
Although Prince Heng is foolish, he is still quite capable in combat.
Dusk will be entangled.
When he returned to the South China Sea after killing Prince Heng at dusk, the South China Sea had become an abnormal city, and he would face a rather terrifying monster.
Therefore, no one will bother me.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
The evil Qilin raised its head and gazed at the full moon:
"When my plan is complete, the whole world will be in blissful harmony."
Everyone's dreams can come true.
Their lost loved ones will return to them.
Wealth they could never obtain in their entire lives would be readily available to them.
The enemies they want to kill will be slaughtered a thousand times over.
I think this is paradise.
What god, what demon, what immortal, what Buddha?
All living beings on earth will be equal, and will equally realize their dreams.
I will become the only Buddhist who will save all humanity.
The only one... Buddha!
The eight-foot-tall bride couldn't understand.
She felt like she was already in paradise.
The Eight-Foot Bride was originally a pear tree that bore the resentment of Empress Chen Ajiao of the Han Dynasty.
Therefore, she developed her own obsession.
Being with the ones you love is the happiest thing in the world.
The eight-foot-tall bride is willing to accompany her husband to realize his dreams.
Even if it means being shattered to pieces.
The eight-foot-tall bride, who was solely concerned for the evil Qilin, hesitated and asked:
"The only thing to worry about is whether the forbidden items within the Twenty-Four Middle Schools can truly stop the Anomaly Management Bureau and the forces under Twilight's command."
The evil Qilin chuckled softly:
"Don't worry, even if Dusk herself were to come, she might not be able to subdue that forbidden object."
The eight-foot-tall bride exclaimed in surprise:
"Does my husband think that dusk is weak?"
The evil Qilin shook its head:
"Twilight is powerful, but that forbidden item is even more powerful."
......
The No. 24 Middle School Teaching Building.
The young security guard was playing mobile games while hiding in the stairwell.
"Go! Go! Monkey, just flank them! What are you dawdling for?!"
Just then, the walkie-talkie rang:
"Xiao Zhao, have you finished your checkup?"
The young security guard quickly put down his phone and spoke into the walkie-talkie:
"Almost there, almost there, Captain."
The captain's angry curses came through the walkie-talkie:
Are you slacking off again?!
I'll check the signatures on the patrol logs floor by floor in a bit.
If your name isn't on the list, I'll dock half a month's salary!
The young security guard chuckled awkwardly:
"Okay, okay, don't be angry, I'm checking."
The young security guard turned off his phone, hung up, stood up, and muttered:
"They just know how to make things difficult for working people."
The young security guard walked to the nearest media classroom, casually shone his flashlight around, and then wrote the date and his name in the patrol notebook hanging on the wall.
The young security guard left the media classroom and went to an art training classroom.
This time, he didn't bother with a symbolic glance using the flashlight; he simply signed the patrol log on the wall of the art training classroom.
Then he went to the dance studio.
The young security guard still didn't check, picked up the patrol log on the wall, and muttered to himself:
"All you do is make things difficult for working people. If you were rich, who would want to be a beast of burden?"
He didn't notice that something was moving among the dance equipment piled up by the dancers in the corner.
The young security guard signed his patrol log and left the dance studio.
If he had stayed just one more second, he would have seen one of the sticks floating in the air among the piled-up dance equipment.
The stick looked like a broom handle, or perhaps an auxiliary tool used by dancers.
It's more like... a spear with a broken tip!
The wooden stick trembled violently and emitted thick black smoke.
The black smoke gradually formed seven human figures.
Everyone was shrouded in a large black robe.
Strangely, the moonlight did not shine on them.
It was as if the light was intentionally avoiding them, or perhaps they were swallowing the light.
The seven of them were like shadows, pitch black to the extreme.
A short while later, the young security guard came in again.
If he had even a tiny bit of diligence and was willing to sweep the area with a flashlight, he would surely have seen seven eerie black shadows.
But he didn't; he just muttered to himself:
"Nobody usually comes here, so I might as well sign all the forms for this month now, so I can check one less room in the future."
The young security guard excitedly wrote future dates and his own name in his patrol log.
He didn't notice that the seven dark figures had already arrived behind him.
Seven dark figures watched the young security guard, walking past him one by one as if checking something on him.
When the fifth man in black robes walked up behind the young security guard, his eyes suddenly opened, and his pupils were shaped like silver crosses!
He patted the young security guard on the shoulder.
The young security guard was startled and hurriedly turned around:
Who is it?
The young security guard screamed when he saw what was behind him:
"Ah!!! What are you?!"
The fifth black-robed figure spoke in a mechanical voice, like rusty gears grinding together:
"lazy."
The next second, darkness surged from the black-robed man, as if it were an extension of the black robe, instantly enveloping the young security guard.
The young security guard disappeared from the dance studio as if he had never been there.
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