Zhang Zizhi, who was on the side, smiled honestly, walked quickly to the pond, and then leaned down.
"I got up a little hastily this morning and haven't washed up yet. Please forgive me."
He washed his face with water from the pond, and Qin Bai twitched the corners of his mouth, hesitating to speak but wondering whether he should remind the other person.
The water in the pond was black and yellow in color, and was mixed with a large number of body parts. He almost vomited when he saw Zhang Zizhi washing his face with corpse water.
But in the eyes of ordinary people, it's a different story.
Ning Caichen saw a strange expression on his face and was about to ask a question when Zhang Zizhi fished out a severed hand from the water.
"Does this wood look like an arm?"
"Well……"
Qin Baixin said that you are just messing around, and you are also doing some bad work.
After Mr. Xu opened the wooden door of the school, Zhang Zizhi put down his hands, wiped the water stains on his face, got up and left the pond.
Everyone followed each other into the school. Apart from a podium, there were only some wooden tables and chairs. Although they were relatively simple, they were still neat.
Qin Bai consciously sat at the back, near the corner of the room.
Mr. Xu walked to the podium and began to open the Four Books and Five Classics and explain.
I have to say that he has a strong sense of immersion. If he hadn't known that Mr. Xu on the forum was a demon, he would have realized that this was just an ordinary book hall from now on.
Qin Bai soon felt bored. If he were fifteen years old, he would have listened carefully in order to gain fame, but now he had no interest at all.
With nothing to do, he began to practice drawing talismans, and he managed to blend into the atmosphere.
But as time passed, the reciting sounds around me started to get weird.
Everyone's tone became emotionless and they all spoke in unison, as if they were controlled by a demon.
The only exception was Qin Bai. Mr. Xu on the podium walked toward him with strange steps, and his limbs and joints seemed a bit stiff.
As he gradually approached, Qin Bai could clearly smell the smell of corpses.
"Why don't you listen carefully?" A strange voice sounded, like a big hole in the throat.
Qin Bai raised his head, and Mr. Xu's face was very close, with a strange light shining in his wide eyes.
Part of the white powder on his face fell off, and the exposed skin was full of traces of decay, with white bones still visible.
"Teacher, you're wearing makeup." Qin Bai couldn't help but remind him.
Mr. Xu reached out and touched his cheek, which was stained with some black and red blood. He put it into his mouth, and an eyeball fell out of his eye socket.
"Can you read along?"
"Okay, but I'm afraid I'm too loud."
Mr. Xu nodded stiffly towards Qin Bai, then turned and walked towards the podium.
The sound of reading was still there, so Qin Bai took out a book and started reading aloud.
His voice was so loud that it quickly overwhelmed everyone, and the content was also very different. From Wu Dalang to Pan Jinlian, his words became more and more colorful.
Under Qin Bai's influence, the rest of the people in the school woke up from their dazed state, but they did not notice anything strange before.
The old scholar's face turned red and he couldn't help but said loudly: "Shut up, how can such a vulgar Jin Ping Mei be talked about in a place like this?"
"It seems that you have also seen it, right? This is the illustrated version, not to mention it is very exciting."
Qin Bai couldn't help but admired that although Jin Ping Mei was difficult to reach the level of elegance in ancient times, it is very interesting from a modern perspective.
There was shame on the old scholar's face and he sat down again, while Qin Bai also took Jin Ping Mei back into his arms.
Mr. Xu looked around, and the expression on his face became gloomy.
Seeing this, Qin Bai immediately murmured in his heart: "What is this demon's intention? Could it be that he is really dedicating himself to China's education, even if he dies, he will educate children? If so, I will send a banner someday."
Seeing the commotion in the school, Mr. Xu took the initiative to read aloud the contents of the textbook.
There is a hint of magic in its voice, and if you are not careful, you will be immersed in it.
After hearing this, the faces of the scholars gradually became dull, and they soon began to read aloud. The strange scene in the school returned to the previous one.
Seeing this, Qin Bai took off the fishing rod from his back, simply stretched it out the window, and started fishing in the pond.
Mr. Xu on the podium stared slightly, and the powder on his face fell faster, but no matter how he changed his voice, it could not affect the other party.
Within a few breaths, Qin Bai had harvested something. He pulled the fishing rod hard, but there was no movement on the water. It seemed that his magical fishing power would not disappoint people, and he caught some junk.
But when the item on the fishhook was revealed, his eyes widened, and a small box was revealed on the water.
The box was filled with Coca-Cola in glass bottles. Qin Bai threw away the unhappiness in his heart. At this time, the only thing left in his eyes was Fat Boy's Happy Water.
But the water in the pool suddenly surged, and the dead bodies came to life one by one, their arms grabbing at the box randomly.
Under the influence of the dead body, bottles of Coke fell out. When Qin Bai fished the box up, there was only one bottle left in it.
His expression was a little stiff, and veins popped out on his forehead. He put away the fishing rod and wanted to climb out of the window.
At this moment, the sound of reciting around him suddenly stopped. Qin Bai turned his head subconsciously and saw that Mr. Xu had already disappeared, while the others were waking up from a dream.
When he looked in the direction of the pond again, the dead body had sunk to the bottom.
"Where is Mr. Xu?" Qin Bai asked Ning Caichen hurriedly.
"I just walked out. Didn't you see it?" Ning Caichen pointed to the door of the school.
Qin Bai's eyes narrowed, and it seemed that he had been tricked by the demon. When he walked to the yard and looked for several rooms, they were all empty, and there was no trace of the demon at all.
The scholars left the school one after another, with deep sleepiness on their faces.
"Ah~~" Ning Caichen yawned and looked at Qin Bai, who had been standing at the edge of the pond silently.
"It's almost time to go back, Brother Qin."
Qin Bai nodded, but the system prompt did not sound, indicating that the achievement of this [Underworld Classroom] was not so simple.
In this case, don't blame me for being polite first and then fighting.
"Huh? What is that in your hand?"
Ning Caichen suddenly noticed the bottle of Coke in Qin Bai's hand and was a little surprised.
Qin Bai unscrewed the bottle cap with his hand, drank the Coke in one gulp, and then burped.
Then he threw the bottle to Ning Caichen, turned around and walked outside.
"This glass vase is too expensive."
“You can offer it up and pass it down from generation to generation as a family heirloom.”
Ning Caichen touched his head and put it into his arms with some embarrassment.
