As soon as the classroom door was opened, Huang Xiaolong saw that at this moment, a female teacher in orange uniform was standing on the podium.

The hair like weeds drooped, covering up half of the face. There were also some fat corpse worms crawling on their hair. A pair of ghost eyes were pitch black, with ghost blood oozing at the corners of their eyes, and the corners of their mouths were grinning to the base of their ears. When they opened their mouths, they felt bloody as if they were talking.

Well... an orange-clothed evil spirit is better than a red-clothed evil spirit.

The orange-clothed ghost looked at Huang Xiaolong and said gloomyly. "Are you a student?"

"Who said no?" Huang Xiaolong smiled sarcastically. He restrained the yang energy and pressure in his body, making the evil ghost look at him as if he was looking at a harmless ordinary person, and he would not be prepared at all.

"Hehehe, come in and sit down. You'll be called soon." The orange-clothed ghost smiled at Huang Xiaolong with a cruel and bloodthirsty smile.

At that moment, Huang Xiaolong walked straight into the classroom.

The classroom was empty, and under the podium, there were only three men, two women, five middle school students. They were not ghosts, but living people.

Moreover, the orange-clothed ghost appeared in a very rampant form, allowing these five students to clearly see its true face.

At this time, the five students were so scared that there was no trace of blood on their faces, and their bodies were involuntarily. The nerve-wracking sieve was shaking. Under the chairs they were sitting on, there was a pool of water stains, emitting a smell of smell.

OK!

All five students were scared!

'I said this is a strange thing throughout the ages. Teacher Ghost blatantly teaches strangers...' Huang Xiaolong found an empty seat casually and sat down, smiling at the orange-clothed ghost on the podium, wanting to see which one it played.

"Okay, we're all here, let's start calling out." The expression of the orange-clothed ghost became extremely focused and meticulous. At first glance, it really looked like a role model.

Huang Xiaolong's heart moved slightly. 'Is this orange-clothed ghost also a teacher during his lifetime? But it must not be Yuan Weijie, Yuan Weijie is a male ghost...'

The orange-clothed evil spirit began to call out, and the sound was like hard plastic rubbing against the glass window, which was both unpleasant and creepy.

It took out a list of rosters and looked around and said, "Li Dashuang?"

The five middle school students under the podium were sitting on pins and needles, and their heads and faces were covered with cold sweat.

Among them was a boy with a square face, his expression was obviously filled with shock and indescribable fear.

After a full half minute, the five middle school students maintained a suffocating silence and did not respond to the evil ghost in orange.

"Li Dashuang?!!! Have you arrived?" The facial features of the evil ghost in orange became extremely distorted, with black hair flying, and his mouth wide open angrily, and he was bleeding. "The teacher did not respond by calling the name. This is despising the teacher! According to Article 12 of the Ghost School Rules, the tongue should be cut off!"

The next second, there was an extra blood-dropping dagger in the hands of the orange-clothed ghost, the last time. "Li Dashuang?"

"Come~" the boy with square face stood up with tears on his face.

"Well. Very good. Keep going." The evil ghost in orange put down the dagger. "Song Xiaohua?"

"Arrival." A girl with a ponytail stood up tremblingly.

...

At this moment, the wind was blowing outside, and a bloody red-clothed ghost floated over from a distance. Sitting on the window, I looked at the students in the classroom bloodthirstyly, licked my lips, and said to the orange-clothed ghost on the podium. "Teacher Gou, is it over? Hurry up, I can't wait."

The five students were even more frightened and even their breathing seemed to stop.

After clicking the name, the orange-clothed ghost glanced at Huang Xiaolong and quickly turned his attention away.

"Now, start the punishment."

The orange-clothed ghost looked cold. "Li Dashuang, during his time at school, forced protection fees to lower grade students and beat three lower grade students. According to Article 22 of the Ghost School Rules, he should be sentenced to beheading, and his parents were punished with the same crime."

"No!!! No! Old... teacher..." Li Dashuang let out a heart-wrenching scream. "Teacher, I... I collected protection fees, and I only collected them twice, no, just three times, and a total of more than five hundred yuan. I swear, it only costs more than five hundred yuan. As for hitting people, it was really just slapping them in the face, no... no slapping... teacher, I'm wronged... teacher, I don't dare, I will never dare again. In the future, I will definitely be a good student who follows the rules..."

Li Dashuang was crying, and in his eyes, in addition to fear, he also had some regrets. He regretted being naughty and bullying weak classmates at the time.

"Shut up!" The orange-clothed ghost glared coldly. Li Dashuang no longer dared to say a word, but just lowered his head and cried.

"Next. Song Xiaohua, while she was in school, fell in love with three male classmates, but she didn't know how to be self-respecting and broke her body. According to Article 33 of the Ghost School Rules, she should be punished with soaking a pig cage, and her parents were punished by the same crime." The Orange-clothed Ghost said the sentence again.

...

It read out the crimes of the five students one after another, and the punishments were all torture and killing. What about burning to death, beheading, hanging, etc.

The most outrageous thing is that a boy named "Zou Qiang" was sentenced to death by Lingchi because he cheated in the midterm exam.

‘Haha, interesting, ghost school rules? OK, this is very organized... very rigorous!’ Huang Xiaolong seemed to be smiling.

At this time, the orange-clothed ghost looked at the red-clothed ghost sitting on the window and said indifferently. "The trial is over, please execute it immediately."

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe can't wait..." The red-clothed ghost floated into the classroom directly from the window.

"Wow, no! No! Help!"

"Teacher, we are wrong, we will definitely correct it! We are wrong!"

"Teacher, please give us a chance, the last chance..."

...

All five students were so limp.

"Ha~ The principal said that bad students should be punished. Instead of letting you go, it is better to solve the problem as soon as possible to avoid becoming a scum in society!" said the orange-clothed ghost indifferently, and then raised the volume. "Punish it immediately!"

"Hahahaha~" Huang Xiaolong finally couldn't sit still, and couldn't hold it in, and laughed. "I've been aware of it. The first time I saw a ghost judge a living person. It's still reasonable and well-founded. Ghost school rules? Well... Okay, you've finished the trial? Now I'll be the one who tried you."

"Huh?" The orange-clothed ghost on the podium and the red-clothed ghost were all staring at Huang Xiaolong, the uninvited guest.

Huang Xiaolong stood up and said with a smile. "You are hurting a lot of people, and they are very hostile, and the underworld is hard tolerant. Now, I will declare your verdict, and you will be destroyed to the point of view!"

"Hehehehe... I really don't know what's wrong... Teacher Gou, let's go together and kill this guy!" The red-clothed ghost roared hideously.

The next second, a red shadow, an orange afterimage mixed with the evil spirit of the sky, rushed towards Huang Xiaolong!
Chapter completed!