Chapter 122 Some things cannot be shouted on the street(1/2)
If it was said that before, after seeing a huge black tiger and a human with animal ears, Xi Siyu didn't have too many thoughts.
So at this moment, when the girl looked at the combination of the black cat and the ghost, she had undoubtedly realized something.
Rain Cat.
Yes, this is an urban legend that has just emerged in Lanshan City.
This urban legend was used by Lin Yan as the name of the association.
It's actually true.
There is actually a cat that appears at various crime scenes.
Use incredible means to help deal with difficult situations.
So Jiang Sheng is equal to Black Tiger Spirit, equal to Rain Cat?
Oh my god, what is this?
Regardless of this, Xi Siyu was alone and messy in the heavy rain.
the other side.
Seeing that the fire was slowly under control, the citizens trapped in the fire were rescued one by one thanks to the secret assistance of the eight-armed woman.
Jiang Sheng finally took a deep breath, turned around, called Yun Gui back, and withdrew from the crowd.
It is obvious that it has become more and more proficient in controlling the resentful spirits. Now it can still perform some small spells even without using both hands to form seals.
But in terms of time, the sun around eight o'clock still announced the fact that students who had not yet entered the school were already late.
At the door of a public toilet, Jiang Sheng and Yang Momo reunited.
Taking the schoolbag the girl threw to him, Black Cat walked into the bathroom and changed his clothes.
"So, why do you need to turn into a cat and run here?"
Leaning against the outside of the men's bathroom, Yang silently rolled his eyes.
"Isn't that because you grabbed my shoulders and turned me into the size of a cat so I can run away easily?"
Jiang Sheng answered while holding up his pants.
There was a wall between the "two people", but they could still hear each other clearly.
A stray dog passed by the roadside and glanced at Yang Momo intentionally or unintentionally.
It seems to be quite curious about this girl squatting next to the men's toilet.
That spiritual look made Yang Momo raise his middle finger in anger.
"What are you doing? I've never seen anyone waiting for someone!"
"Wangwu?"
Tilting his head in confusion, the stray dog trotted away from the area, leaving Yang Momo alone with a sullen expression on his face.
"Fuck, you cats and dogs, can't you just listen to what others say?"
"Then it also counts variety."
After changing his clothes, Jiang Sheng stepped out of the bathroom, looked at the girl squatting on the ground like a gangster, and twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly.
"It's common sense that cats don't listen to people. As for dogs, sheepdogs are easier to get along with."
"Tsk, can you change the species?"
"For now, it's very difficult."
"grass!"
"Hey, you're a girl, can you use your words in a more civilized manner?"
"For now, it's very difficult."
"All right."
The boys and girls who worked together with difficulty once again embarked on the road to school.
Suddenly, Yang Mo remembered something, so he turned his head and asked Jiang Sheng.
"By the way, Jiang Sheng, what about that? Have you written your social examination papers?"
"I wrote it."
Black Cat affirmed as a matter of course, it has always been a well-behaved student.
"Hehe, that's good, Xiao Jiang~"
Jiang Sheng shivered violently when he looked at the female hooligan who suddenly became coquettish.
"What are you doing?"
"Can I treat you to milk tea?"
"You want to copy my homework?"
"Hey, it sounds so ugly to say that you copied. It's my sister who is helping my brother to check his homework."
"don't want."
"Be obedient and let me see!"
"don't want!"
"Fuck, Jiang Sheng, don't run away! Do you understand the Jianghu emergency?"
"Don't mess around, or I'll call Section Chief Yang (Yang Momo's aunt) when I get back!"
"I beat your dad, but I bought your cell phone! You are so ungrateful, little pretty boy!"
"Wow, are today's middle school students so good at playing?"
"I'm older and can't understand anymore."
Passers-by were whispering.
…
By the time Jiang Sheng and Yang Momo arrived at school, it was already around nine o'clock in the morning.
After all, Yang Momo failed to copy the homework, and was penalized by the class teacher in disgrace.
But Jiang Sheng wasn't much better.
I was late and missed class in the second week of school. The school probably had to have a phone call with my parents.
In addition, it is worth mentioning that.
After returning to the classroom from the office, Jiang Sheng and Yang Momo heard some strange rumors.
Of course.
The content of these rumors has nothing to do with them.
But upon closer inspection, it has a lot to do with their mission goals.
Yes, the bad luck surrounding Zhuang Yuan finally attracted the students' attention.
After all, in just one week, three people have been bleeding and injured directly or indirectly because of her.
And this was even the result of Jiang Sheng and Yang Momo helping her suppress the misfortune.
First she was a girl.
Because he passed in front of Zhuang Yuan, he fell and broke his cheek.
Then there was a boy.
Because he kindly helped Zhuang Yuan move books, he accidentally rolled down the stairs.
Furthermore, he is a teacher.
Because I was talking to Zhuang Yuan after class, my arm was scalded by boiling water.
Put various events together.
Once is a coincidence, twice is luck.
Three times, people have to think more.
The most terrible thing is that due to the strange characteristics of the disaster itself.
Even the injured person could not clearly explain the situation at that time.
Then there began to be rumors that Zhuang Yuan was psychologically distorted due to the influence of his family background and persecuted teachers and students.
Think about it again.
The injuries of the three people were not serious.
Each accident alone could be discussed for days. Now that they appear one after another coincidentally, it naturally leads to the rapid spread and fermentation of rumors.
Therefore, in less than twenty minutes, Jiang Sheng and Yang Momo heard several similar conversations.
To be continued...