Something strange is coming? Fortunately, I am the King of Hell of the Tenth Palace

False business war: sending spies, manipulating people's hearts, laying out a huge plan, spending tens of billions.

In one sentence, a company goes bankrupt.

Real business war: In order to promote his own course, he beat another instructor to death.

Looking at the mentor lying on the ground, all the villagers present twitched their mouths.

Your business competition methods are thirty years ahead of the world.

The butcher ghost couldn't hold himself any longer.

Are you also a mentor?

Shen Jian smiled and took out the gold medal teacher's ID card, and then put on the title of Blood Moon High School Principal.

His temperament suddenly changed 360 degrees.

The villagers present felt a natural fear of students being dominated by teachers.

Now you know, as a mentor, what I can't stand the most is this vicious behavior of deceiving the illiterate. Sit back, and from today on, I will train you, so that you can become illiterate in one day.

As soon as these words came out.

The ghosts subconsciously sat back in their seats.

There was only one red-clothed level ghost with a big mouth open, staring at Shen Jian with dark eyes, and said sadly: Hungry, I'm so hungry, human being, give me one bite, just one bite, and I'll eat it I believe you.

Hear this.

Wang Tao's expression changed as he stood outside the classroom.

Shen Jian finally used supernatural means to scare these villagers. As long as he can finish a lesson and take away the survivors, the crisis will be resolved.

But the glutton's behavior ruined everything.

This fierce ghost could no longer restrain the urge to kill.

It was said to be a bite, but if the other party took one bite with his big mouth, the entire upper body would be eaten.

But if he resists, will he be discovered to have been raped by an outsider?

this moment.

Everyone's breathing became heavy.

…

the other side.

After hearing what Greedy Ghost said, Shen Jian's eyes turned cold and he took out the Ghost Sword.

I want to eat during class time, which shows that I have no self-control, and my studies must be inconsistent. How can such a person become a genius?

How can you ruin my 100% admission rate?

Said.

Shen Jian swung the ghost sword.

A knife cut off the glutton's lifeline.

next moment.

The glutton fell straight to the ground.

Nothing supernatural.

Ghosts:? ? ?

Damn it.

What a 100% admission rate.

Your admission rate is maintained at 100% by eliminating all students who cannot succeed.

You're so ungrateful.

All the evil spirits present were dumbfounded.

I was beaten to death just because I wanted to eat in class.

Is this really teaching them to become instant geniuses instead of instant corpses?

This human being couldn't be playing tricks on them.

Think of this.

All the villagers exchanged glances, with gloomy expressions on their distorted faces.

As if to say: Fuck him?

Butcher Ghost: Fuck him!

At this time.

Shen Jian took back the ghost knife.

Why are you whispering to each other during class time? Don't you have any self-control?

Snapped!

Shen Jian slapped his hand on the podium.

The huge lecture table turned into a pile of ashes.

Many villagers below shuddered and struggled for a few seconds. Then they looked at the glutton who had fallen to the ground. They all withdrew their resentful expressions, like good babies.

However.

Hear this threat.

The butcher ghost decisively took out a butcher's knife from his body.

The smell of blood assaulted his nostrils.

He stared at Shen Jian with a pair of copper bell-like eyes and a ferocious smile.

Even if you are a tutor, you cannot kill students at will. I suspect that you have no real materials at all and can't teach us anything. We unanimously decided to share the food with you and taste the meat on the tutor's body to see if there is any The taste of knowledge.”

Isn't that right, brothers...

The Butcher Ghost's words stopped abruptly.

Because when he turned his head, he was shocked to find that everyone else had their heads lowered.

It has lost all its previous momentum.

One by one, they were stunned.

Damn it!

Did you... betray the revolution?

Are you cowardly?

This makes me act like a clown.

He panicked.

Looking at myself alone and helpless, my eyes are splitting.

damn thing.

You guys actually sold me.

You don't respect your teacher, and you still want to call your brothers, what? You want to learn from the underworld?

Shen Jian's eyes were dangerous.

The ghost sword has been raised.

See this.

The butcher ghost became even more panicked.

Breaking into a cold sweat.

Shouted: Teacher, please listen to my explanation...

No, I won't listen.

Shen Jian swung the ghost sword.

The supernatural strikes again.

Killed the butcher ghost.

this moment.

The whole classroom was quiet.

No one dared to make a sound or even make eye contact.

All of them lowered their heads.

His face turned pale.

Okay, the bad apples have been eliminated. Next, we should officially start the class. But I have to say something ugly up front. My teaching methods are a bit radical. If you can't keep up with the progress, don't blame me for punishing you.

Group of ghosts:......

They nodded.

Ah, yes, yes.

Whatever you say at this time is right.

We don’t dare to refute it anyway.

To this.

Shen Jian was very satisfied.

He wrote 1+1= on the blackboard?

He casually clicked on a Tsing Yi level ghost to answer.

The Tsing Yi level ghost was very nervous.

Because he felt this question was a bit insulting to him.

Although he is illiterate, he doesn't even know common sense issues such as how much 1+1 equals.

Wait, equal to...2?

That's right.

Shen Jian nodded.

Sit down. It seems that you all have a good grasp of the basics. In this case, my teaching progress can be more aggressive.

Hear this.

The fierce ghosts in the audience all showed relaxed expressions.

The tense atmosphere dissipated.

hehe

That's it?

It's more radical than 1+1, which is nothing more than addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.

They still have some knowledge of this.

It seems that this class is just to verify their learning progress and there is no danger.

Think of this.

The ghosts raised their heads one after another, looking confident.

Next, I will raise relevant questions around 1+1. You must learn to draw inferences and apply them flexibly.

Shen Jian said, naming the last red-clothed level ghost.

It's up to you, answer my question.

The eye-socket ghost stood up.

His expression was full of disdain.

He is the smartest among this group of villagers. Not to mention addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, he even touches some classical Chinese. Looking at these ten miles and eight villages, he can be regarded as a cultural person.

Answering Shen Jian's question is not easy.

Please prove Goldbach's conjecture.

Shen Jian said casually.

Good mentor. The Eye-Socket Ghost smiled confidently: Godbach... Huh?

Eye socket ghost:? ? ?

The smile on his face faltered.

God damn Goldbach Conjecture.

Transition directly from 1+1 to the top ten digital problems.

Would you call this more radical?

You are a dog!

Nothing so radical.

Teacher, your question is too complicated. How can it be proved?

The eye socket ghost gritted his teeth.

This human being was simply making things difficult for him.

But after the other two red-clad ghosts crashed, he lost the initiative. Once this human caught the flaw, he would probably end up like the previous two.

Shen Jian smiled.

The smile is very kind.

It seems that this classmate is not serious about class. He wants to become a genius quickly. How can he not even think about this? His thinking is too rigid. Come, the tutor will help you open up your brain circuit.

Said.

Shen Jian took out a black steel rod.

He swung it up and hit the eye socket ghost on the head.

Damn it.

Opening up my brain circuit means cracking open my head?

The Orbital Ghost's eyes widened.

Amidst the screams, he completely froze.

See this.

Other villagers were even more frightened.

The three red-clothed level devils were all dead.

What is the origin of this human being? How could it be so terrible?

The ghosts were as silent as cicadas.

All of them lowered their heads.

Afraid of being noticed by Shen Jian and asked to answer questions.

They want to delay.

As long as they wait until get out of class is over, they can leave here and escape from this human being.

However, Shen Jian would not give this chance.

The smile on his face grew stronger.

…

I just taught you Chinese pronunciation, now who will recite The Road to Shu is Difficult for me?

What? I don't know a word? You can tell at a glance that you didn't pay attention to the class.

laugh.

Beheading with a ghost sword.

…

I have taught you the multiplication table. Who is going to calculate the total length from here to the center of the earth?

You don't know this? You must have deserted during class.

Don't be afraid, close your eyes, it's not gone.

boom.

The black steel rod came down.

…

…

Inside and outside the classroom, Qi Shan, Wang Cheng, and Wang Tao were completely confused.

They had only one thought in their hearts at the moment.

Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!

how did you do that?

There are more than twenty fierce ghosts, three red-level ghosts, and a dozen green-clothed level ghosts.

This lineup could trigger a terrifying S-class supernatural event outside. Without the cooperation of more than five city leaders, there would be no way to solve the crisis.

But at this moment.

The source of this S-class supernatural incident has been disintegrated.

Like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, they were slaughtered wantonly.

When did it become so easy to deal with the red-clothed evil spirit?

This is so dreamy.

Wang Tao and the other three looked horrified.

Also a four-star player.

The person in charge of Binhai City is trapped in this situation and cannot protect himself.

The person in charge of Qingshi was able to kill people inside.

Highlight an unscrupulous person.

The gap is probably too big.

…

soon.

Shen Jian walked out of the classroom.

He was holding a large sack in his hand.

A smile appeared on his face.

behind.

Qishan, Wang Cheng looked at the empty classroom and followed blankly.

Are you rescued?

Why is there always a sense of unreality?

Those were more than twenty fierce ghosts.

Was he wiped out like this?

Several people secretly looked at the sack on Shen's body.

The sack was bulging.

From time to time, the wailing sounds of evil spirits could be heard.

Have you noticed anything unusual about this village since you have been here for so long?

Shen Jian asked casually.

Wang Cheng said seriously: Yes, there is something strange about the tombs here. When we came in on the first day, we found something was wrong. Not only were there dead people in every household here, but when we wanted to go out, we found that we were unconscious. Suddenly he returned to the same place.

According to our investigation, everything here is caused by the first death of the old man. Folks have always said that the first seven souls return, and today is the day when the old man returns.

When we passed the cemetery, we found coffins placed on top of the tombstones instead of buried in the ground. There were more than 300 such coffins.

The earliest time is for the soul to return today, and the latest time is three days later.

Speaking of which.

There was a clear trace of fear on Wang Cheng's face.

There are more than three hundred coffins, and each coffin contains a corpse. In the first seven soul nights, there are three hundred ghosts.

What!?

As soon as these words came out.

Wang Tao's expression changed drastically.

What a joke.

More than three hundred fierce ghosts.

This can already flatten Binhai City.

Shen Jian's eyes also moved.

Right.

The day of the first seven souls is when these fierce ghosts rush out of Rongjia Village.

Only then will the abnormal death event of 350,000 people in Binhai recorded in the spectrum of good and evil occur.

Buzz——

At the moment when everyone's hearts were shocked.

far away.

The monstrous Yin energy erupted violently.

The suona sounded.

It was as if there was a funeral procession, blowing the suona, to send someone to the cemetery.

Shen Jian's eyes moved.

He looked towards the center of the village.

Wang Tao even took out a ghost compass.

The compass spins rapidly once, twice, three times.

Then……

Guide broken.

Wang Tao's legs and feet went weak.

He staggered and fell to the ground.

His ghost guide can detect the Yin Qi of the top red-clad ghosts.

There is only one possibility for the Ghost Guide to break.

Ghost, Ghost King...