This actor is full of tricks.

Chapter 141 Black Letters
About five minutes later, Lin Jue walked out from behind the sculpture, patted Xiao Ming's trembling shoulders, whispered a few words to comfort him, took back his raincoat, and called the old man out.

The old man stared at the gradually decaying body of the security guard on the ground in shock, muttering, "According to the level you mentioned, this security guard should have been at D-level. How could he be killed just like that?"

"Xiao Ming's strength is beyond your imagination. Among the ghost stories, he may be the strongest except for the guy on the sixth floor of the dormitory. However, he himself is unaware of it, and fear also limits his performance."

Lin Jue walked to the security guard's body, squatted down, and stripped off the security guard's clothes.

"If he can overcome his fear, he will be much stronger."

As he spoke, he picked up the security hat that had fallen aside and dusted it off.

The shop owner looked at Lin Jue's actions with a strange expression: "I understand what you said, but why are you stripping someone's clothes?"

"Didn't I tell you? I'll let you be a security guard. Once you've dealt with this guy, I'll put you in the security room." Lin Jue answered while putting the tattered clothes in front of the old man and comparing them.

The clothes are a bit big, but there are very few teachers and students going to the security room. As long as the old man stays in there obediently, no one will notice anything unusual.

"No, are you serious?" The old man didn't expect that Lin Jue really wanted him to be a security guard.

Lin Jue said seriously, "Of course, I always keep my word. If the game starts and chaos breaks out in the school, I'll need you to help me block the door."

Blocking the door?

The old man opened his mouth. He always felt that this guy must be planning something big.

"How can I, a 70-year-old man, block the door..." He muttered, following this guy who always did things that stimulated the heart.

If he hadn't died once before, his heart would definitely not be able to bear it.

"That's why I have been training you. If you swallow this security guard, you will definitely be able to break through to Level D. Xiao Ming has also prepared the ingredients for you." Lin Jue pointed to the naked security guard on the ground.

The old man didn't say anything else, his throat moving slightly. Although Lin Jue was a bit of a villain most of the time, he did gain a lot of benefits from following him in the past few days.

He also gradually accepted it from his initial resistance.

If things continue like this, he will become the strongest shop owner!

If you get benefits, you naturally need to give some feedback.

He silently changed into his security uniform and walked up to the corpse. After swallowing it clean, his face suddenly became vicious, and the security guard's resentment was tearing at his sanity.

"I'm going to get into my raincoat. It'll probably take two or three hours to digest!"

After leaving a word, the old man struggled to get back into his raincoat. The ghost face on his raincoat became more and more hideous.

Lin Jue wiped the bloodstains on the ground with the clothes that the old man took off, turned his head and looked in the direction of the boys' dormitory: "I hope the dormitory door is not closed yet."

Unfortunately, when he arrived, the dormitory door was already closed.

"There are still two days left. I'll stay in the dormitory tomorrow and wait until night. I don't have any classes anyway."

Back in the health room, Lin Jue stuffed two pieces of bread and drank a whole bottle of water before lying down on the bed and sorting out all the information.

Many questions had been answered, and the only uncertainty now was the identity of the man who had been so leisurely playing chess with the mental hospital director. In the middle of the night, Lin Jue estimated the time and once again went to the security room to release the old man.

The viciousness on the old man's face was much less than before, and he looked energetic. There were black words on his exposed arms. These words were much more solid than at the beginning, like some kind of evil scripture, but Lin Jue did not recognize these fonts.

It was obvious that his strength had broken through.

Lin Jue touched the black words and asked curiously, "Uncle, what did you do before you opened this shop? Are you the leader of some evil cult?"

"Don't talk nonsense. I once practiced as a monk in a temple when I was young, but later returned to secular life." The old man pulled back his arm and looked at the words. "I don't know what these are. They appeared on my body after I died."

"It looks like some scripture. Is it these scriptures that keep you sane?"

Hearing the old man's words, Lin Jue suddenly became interested: "Do you still remember where that temple is?"

"I can't remember. Death caused me to lose some of my memory. I only remember that I wasn't in Sanjiang."

The old man walked into the security room and sat on the chair. With his hat on, he looked quite respectable. Unless you were too close, you couldn't tell that the security guard had been replaced.

Lin Jue didn't ask any more questions, thinking in his heart that this ordinary-looking old man in the shop seemed to be hiding a big secret, and there was definitely something strange about that temple.

But the old man couldn’t remember where the temple was, so Lin Jue had to put away his curiosity and could only wait and see if the old man could recover his memory in the future.

……

The next day, before the fog had completely brightened, Lin Jue heard a knock on the door of the infirmary. At the same time, a somewhat cold male voice came from outside: "Teacher Zhou, are you in there?"

Who is knocking on the door so early in the morning?
"Right away, wait a moment." Lin Jue sat up from the bed, picked up the broken glasses beside the pillow and put them on, then went to open the door.

A male student was standing outside the door, wearing a bloodstained school uniform, but he looked no different from a living person.

Lin Jue had an impression of this student, a first-year junior high school student. Because he couldn't tell whether he was a living person or a ghost, he spared the person's life.

When the male student saw Lin Jue opening the door, a cold look appeared in his eyes. Before he could speak, Lin Jue stared at him seriously and said, "Student, is it class time now?"

The student was startled, took a few steps back, and shook his head hurriedly: "Teacher, it's not class time now."

"Oh, then I remembered it wrong." Lin Jue looked very disappointed.

Seeing him like this, the student immediately remembered that bloody night, which made him behave himself immediately. He twisted his fingers together and did not dare to speak for a while.

"Hurry! It's cold outside! Come in and sit down!" Lin Jue reached out and grabbed the other person's arm, ready to drag him into the house: "If you have anything to say, let's talk inside slowly."

Looking at the dark infirmary and the blood clots on the ground outside, the boy's face suddenly twisted and he struggled desperately: "No! No! No! Teacher, let's talk outside, let's talk outside."

[Scene 4: A student experiences a psychological burden due to fear, losing interest in learning. As a professional psychology teacher, you need to understand the source of this student's fear and help them resolve their concerns...]

Oh?
Is the plot coming?

(End of this chapter)