Chapter 611

In the evening, when I was hungry, I went downstairs to have some snacks on the street. When I went back to the hotel, I collided with a guy downstairs in the corridor, and all the food I brought back to the front of the mouse hit the ground.

I just wanted to get angry, but he looked worried as if there was something urgent. He just slipped out without saying an apology.

"Where to run!"

At this time, master mouse chased down from upstairs. Seeing me, he was stunned and shouted angrily: "you don't hurry to chase, boy!"

I suddenly realized that there was something wrong with that guy just now and chased him out with his teeth clenched.

"Mr. mouse, is he the hairdresser?" I asked as I ran.

Just now, I saw the man's face in the corridor. I felt that although he was a little obscene, he didn't have that vicious taste. I didn't feel like a headmaster.

Master mouse nodded with a gloomy face and stared at the guy in front of him without saying a word.

At this time, it was completely dark. After running out of the main road of the county, there was no pedestrian in the street. I felt something was wrong, so I frowned and asked, "master rat, do you think this man is strange?"

"Well?"

Mr. mouse snorted doubtfully and stopped for a while. At this time, the guy also stopped. It seemed that he was waiting for us on purpose. When I saw this scene, I finally reacted. I was nervous to say that he was deliberately leading us to some place! We didn't bring anything with us. I'm afraid we'll lose if we catch up.

Just as I was saying it, the tone of the SMS suddenly rang. After reading it, my heart thumped and I clenched my fist subconsciously.

"What's the matter?"

"Baji said another grave was stolen on the mountain!" I said, biting my teeth.

After hearing this, master mouse showed a trace of consternation on his face, and then said firmly, "first catch this man."

I nodded my head, and then I quickly recited the please spirit mantra while master mouse was chasing forward. Then I immediately asked the little ghost to carry me back.

The message just now is not Baji's at all, but rat's! He woke up to find that I wasn't in the room, so he asked me where I was.

After receiving the text message, I figured out that the fake rat master in front of me should be the Decapitator, and the wretched guy who has been leading us forward may just be the kid or the low-level corpse raised by the Decapitator.

After all, his movements are stiff, and when he runs, his movements are not coordinated. I didn't think too much before!

It's not realistic to text back to Mr. mouse in front of the headmaster, so I put all my hopes on the lonely ghost nearby.

Fortunately, after my incantation, a little ghost appeared to take me away from here, and I took a long breath to see the figure of the fake rat elder getting further and further away.

But soon I felt something was wrong. According to the speed of the little ghost, I could be sent to the hotel in five minutes, but it took me to fly for nearly 20 minutes without stopping. I faintly felt a danger. I put my hand into my pocket and grasped the talisman. Then I snapped, "where do you want to take me?"

As soon as the voice fell, he turned to look at me. I saw this little ghost dressed in Myanmar's unique clothes. His skin was dark, and his eyebrows were inlaid with a few horse nails. He was obviously a Burmese.

I realized that the kid I invited was probably the one sent by the headmaster. After all, master mouse said that the headmaster's style was very consistent with the characteristics of Nanyang headmaster.

Nanyang is a general name for Vietnam, Myanmar and Southeast Asian countries in the old days. Since this kid is wearing Burmese clothes, the head drop division is naturally Burmese.

Thinking of this, I can't help being angry. I took out the talisman and clapped it on the kid. His body twitched and then stopped slowly.

Unexpectedly, before I could relax, his body was full of strength again, and he took me forward with faster speed. After several times of continuous tests, all my talismans had been used up, and there was no self-defense on his body, but the little devil was full of blood again!

It seems that the headmaster must kill me today. I have to give up my struggle for the time being and fully save my physical strength.

At present, the only thing that can ward off evil spirits is the blood on the tip of the tongue and the blood essence of the fingers. I also want to ask God to help me when I have to.

After another half hour, the kid finally stopped. He swished away from me before landing. I fell down from two or three meters high, and my back was just on a stone. I just felt my throat was too sweet to hold back a mouthful of blood.

I stood up with pain in my back and looked around. I found this was an abandoned school, and I was standing in the middle of the playground.

In front is a badly damaged classroom with three floors in total. The walls are painted with red and white slogans. The feet are covered with Artemisia. The roots of the walls are also piled with rusty iron pipes. The whole school was dark except for the faint candle light in the room at the end of the first floor.

Looks like the headmaster is in there!

I looked back and found that the school gate was behind me. I didn't even want to go directly down the gate, ready to take the opportunity to escape.Unexpectedly, I just as like as two peas out of doors after I left the house. I had a breath of air and I turned around with confidence. I found that the door I had just passed had become the teaching building.

"Damn it."

I scolded, clenched my teeth, pulled off my trouser belt and held it in my hand. I ran angrily towards the candlelight room.

The decapitation master can not only control the decapitation, but also transform it into someone else's appearance. Now, he has made something like the enchantment array. His strength can be seen! I know that if I don't fight with him, I'll probably not be able to get out, or he won't stay in the house.

When I came to the office, I found that it was an office. I raised my legs and kicked the door open. At a glance, I saw a dark man in the office. He was about forty or fifty years old. His eyes were full of fierce light. He was playing with something on his hand. I saw that it was a mask.

"Transfiguration?" Seeing the headmaster himself, I was less nervous and asked casually.

He nodded and pointed to the wooden post beside his finger, jokingly saying that this was the man we were chasing just now.

"You really are."

I kept a smile on my face, but I took a breath of cold air behind my back. I felt that he was more difficult to deal with than I thought.

But now the headmaster said maliciously, "every line has its own rules. Why do you and that old man harm my good and kill my corpse?"

"Rules?"

With a sneer, I said contemptuously, "did you talk about the rules when you dug someone's ancestral grave? Besides, you are a foreigner who dares to steal tombs in China. No Chinese with conscience can tolerate you! "

I know how powerful this headmaster is. In order to avoid passivity, I just finished and gave a kick.

Unexpectedly, he seemed to have known that I would do this. He skillfully backed away and knocked me to the ground.

"Die!"

His face suddenly became ferocious, and he took out a shining Nepalese Army knife from his arms and cut it at my throat!