Fan Li screamed, "Oh my God! There is such a thing. Zong Jian, little bastard, okay, I dare to peek at my woman. If I don't let you go out, it will be difficult to relieve my hatred... But, Tang Xiaoqin, don't you know I'm guilty? I had such advanced insight ability at that time, how dare I think you would fall in love with me."

When Fan Li recalled, this was indeed the case. When he first peeked, he found that the teacher stared at the tree intentionally or unintentionally. He was still praying, "The leaves are thick, you can't see me, only I can see you. Bastard, I'm a bastard, I can't even understand this."

Tang Xiaoqin in the sky could not hear Fan Li's roar, and she was still tearful. Big drops of tears gathered in the sky.

But just as Fan Li finished speaking, Tang Xiaoqin suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing around her, and her skirt was flying. The burning fake ghost coins of 10 billion yuan per piece were flying all over the sky. Tang Xiaoqin's pretty face froze and cried even more sadly. "Little bad guy, little hooligan, is your soul coming? Or do you still have to change your nature, and you will lift the teacher's skirt when you die."

Tang Xiaoqin sobbed again, "Why don't you come to find the teacher? Even if you knock on the teacher's door in one time, these things won't happen? You only know how peeking, do you ask the teacher to write you a note? Say I like you, don't you know how much pressure a teacher will face when he likes a student? Idiot! Little idiot!..."

Fan Li was stunned and listened to his heart-wrenching voice, and continued to say, "I know to write in chalk all day long; I love you Tang Xiaoqin, you are making the city storm, are you afraid that things will not make a big deal? How can you let the teacher be a role model? How can you face colleagues in the school and students in the class? How can such a thing be made public? Even if you have to make it public, you have to wait until after you graduate..."

Fan Li was completely confused, his brain was roaring. Tang Xiaoqin cried in tears, and her tears were like pearls with broken threads. "If you fired, just fire. Why don't you come to me? Why don't you come to me? Even if you come to say goodbye to the teacher, everything seems to be understood. I am eagerly looking forward to you coming to me... You have caused me so much trouble that everyone looks down on me, wuwuwu..."

Fan Li's heart was completely shattered, shattered into seventeen or eighteen petals. Listening to Tang Xiaoqin's monologue and crying sound, he wished he could kill him to death on the ground.

Tang Xiaoqin in the sky was crying sadly, and she slowly sat on the ground, took out two red apples from the plastic bag and placed them in front of the incense candle.

Fan Lixin fell to the ground with a thud like a knife. Looking at the clear and transparent tears of his sweetheart in the sky falling on the sky, constantly gathering into a group in the tears. An unprecedented sense of physical and mental tear made him tremble all over and his lips tremble.

Tang Xiaoqin said quietly, "Your father was crushed by a rock. Now he is lying in the hospital, and he has no worries about life. Otherwise, I wouldn't know that something happened to you. Little bad guy, go with peace of mind. Many people have died this time. The road to heaven is a little crowded. Take care of your little hooligan nature. Don't be more humble."

After saying that, two big tears rolled down, which made Fan Li feel heartbroken and uncomfortable. He murmured, "Tang Xiaoqin, I really don't understand, do you like me? I am such a naughty and bad student, who has made you mess around in class for a long time. You have no reason to fall in love with me..."

Maybe it was a convincing relationship, or maybe it was a coincidence, Tang Xiaoqin continued, "You may not understand why I like you, but I don't know why. When I first saw you, the teacher had an inexplicable impulse, and I even... even fantasized. I also knew that this was ridiculous. How could a teacher fall in love with a minor student? Maybe! The teacher likes your playful, tricky, weird, and weird. His little head was very flexible, smart and clever. He didn't know the tricky questions you came from, and he kept the teacher speechless for a long time, especially his bad look."

Fan Li was silent. It turned out that he had a bad habit, but it became an advantage in the eyes of the teacher! All the troubles and bad things in the classroom flashed through his mind, and then he realized that she was not angry because of her tricky and difficult situation. She was an illusion. She deliberately left herself to "teach a lesson" after school. That was also a way of contact. No wonder she felt very intimate and couldn't feel that she was teaching a lesson.

It was dawn, and Tang Xiaoqin stood up timidly, looked at the hillside for a long time, and sighed long, "Little bad guy! Take care of yourself. I hope you know in the spring, next life... next life..." The little beauty choked and couldn't say anything, turned around silently, walked slowly, lonely, desolate, lonely...

Fan Li had completely collapsed, burst into tears, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "I'm right under your feet, there are cicadas under my spring... I don't have the next life, I'm not dead yet... I'm not dead yet... Teacher Tang, Tang Xiaoqin, come back, I'm not dead yet, ah..." Fan Li looked at Tang Xiaoqin's petite figure who was leaving, and the pain in his heart was in his heart, roaring wildly, but she couldn't hear it at all.

Only a clear and transparent, extremely pure tear pool was left in the sky, moving slowly over the dark sky. Fan Li felt that this small tear had some connection with his mind, a kind of indescribable connection. There was hatred, resentment, and more sorrow and love.

It took a long time for Fan Li to come back to his senses and wiped away the "tears" (unknown liquid) from the corners of his eyes and murmured, "Where is this? How can I see and hear the voices and images of living people when they pay homage to the dead? Could it be that he was killed by practicing martial arts? Oh, it seems to be the ghost realm mentioned above the white silk?"

When I raised my arms, I saw that my skin was faintly transparent, and I was wearing the milky white ancient scholar-like robe given by Yi Lin. When I touched the extremely strange robe, I found that it was not fabric at all, but a gas-like thing. It was cold and extremely comfortable to attach to my skin, and it also had an indescribable ambiguous meaning.

When I twisted the skin on my hand, I was suddenly startled and pulled off a piece of flesh and grinned in pain. The torn piece of flesh actually turned into a wisp of mist in my hand and dissipated in the air. Where the flesh was missing, a blue light surged, instantly as intact as before, and the pain disappeared.

"I've become a ghost!"

Fan Li was so scared that he screamed. What other strange things can be explained by ghosts?

At this moment, a woman's slutty laughter came again in her ears, which was very clear, and the sound was a little familiar. Suddenly, I remembered that when I was practicing, the various noisy sounds came from my ears were actually made here.

When I suddenly turned my head, I saw a strange rock on the right, with some strange trees growing in appearance, without a green feeling. But behind the strange rock, there were a large area of ​​classical pavilions and towers, and the sound of the fights of the group of women came from the pavilions behind the wall.
Chapter completed!