Infernal Artist

Liu Ping walked to the window in three steps and two steps at a time.

Looking at it, it was a huge bronze pillar. It stood at the end of the sky, exuding a misty green mist, making it impossible to see what was on the pillar.

"It actually appeared in the real world..."

Liu Ping murmured.

There was a burst of noise in the classroom.

"Liu Ping, how can you attack your classmates at will?"

one teacher scolded.

Liu Ping turned around and said, "What happened just now? Please ask the teacher to ask the students, and you will naturally know the truth."

The teachers looked at each other and turned their attention to Zhao Xiao and the boys who were trapped in the frost cage.

The boys had a guilty conscience and were speechless as they hesitated.

A teacher waved gently and said: "Come on, monitor, please tell me, don't lie or hide, otherwise we will have a way to find out the truth."

The monitor is a girl with a level of 45. She is a spiritual master and seems to be quite trusted by the teachers.

She was not afraid of Zhao Xiao, and told him everything that had just happened.

The teachers' eyes became complicated.

"Zhao Xiao, you go to the office and wait."

Several boys went out.

The class teacher patted Liu Ping on the shoulder and said with a smile: "One person can deal with so many people and still defeat them. It seems that he has a good understanding of magic."

Another teacher said: "Yes, if you have any problems in the future, just come to the teacher. Don't be afraid."

The teachers stared at Liu Ping with burning eyes, as if they were looking at a piece of shining gold.

"is teacher."

Liu Ping responded with a smile, trying to act like a good student.

He looked back at the bronze pillar in the sky outside the window.

I don't know if it was an illusion or something, but I always felt that the bronze pillar seemed to be approaching the direction of the school.

Will the pillar move?

Liu Ping felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.

Thinking about it carefully, I don't know where the chill comes from.

Liu Ping answered a few more questions and suddenly said: "Teacher, I have been ill for a long time and have been in a closed ward, so please help me clear up my doubts——"

He looked at the towering and huge bronze pillar and felt that it was getting a little closer. He pointed at the bronze pillar and said:

"Teacher, what's going on?"

Several teachers cast their eyes out the window, then looked back and looked at each other.

A teacher suddenly looked astonished,

He said, "Oh, um, that's the new martial arts stage being built by the school. You will be able to use it soon."

The other teachers nodded in unison.

Another teacher whispered: "It turns out that the place it refers to is the martial arts stage..."

Liu Ping's hand pointing out the window froze.

A martial arts stage?

The place he was clearly referring to was the bronze pillar!

He looked out the window again.

The bronze pillar appeared outside the classroom window, only about seven or eight meters away from Liu Ping.

It's coming!

It actually came to me!

The bad feeling in Liu Ping's heart became stronger and stronger, and he couldn't help but turn around and said: "Teacher..."

The head teacher looked at him and said gently: "You seem to have something to hide, it doesn't matter, just say it, the teacher is your strong backing."

After speaking, the teacher waved his hand gently.

A magic barrier then appeared, covering several teachers and Liu Ping.

The head teacher spoke again:

"Now, other students can't hear your conversation with us. If you have anything to say, just say it."

Liu Ping couldn't help but look out the window again.

At some point, the bronze pillars were tightly attached to the windows outside the classroom.

There were bursts of strange noises coming from the mist-shrouded pillar.

Liu Ping broke into cold sweat and looked at the teachers in front of him again——

They all looked at Liu Ping with concern on their faces, but turned a blind eye to the bronze pillar.

In the flash of lightning, Liu Ping suddenly understood something.

They can't see it!

They couldn't see the bronze pillars! ! !

A hand suddenly stretched out from the misty pillar.

This hand was a strange dead gray color, and the fingers were stained with blood, dripping downwards.

The bloody handprint was on the window, and with a slight movement, it flew through the window and flew in.

Its length exceeds five meters, and the deeper part is hidden in the mist-shrouded bronze pillar. It is impossible to see who has such a terrifying hand.

Liu Ping endured it again and again, and finally forcibly controlled his desire to draw the knife.

He looked at the teachers and saw that the teachers turned a blind eye to the long bloody hand.

Sure enough, it was invisible.

At this moment, Liu Ping suddenly remembered another thing.

The first time I arrived in the real world, the existence attached to the teacher wearing glasses once said something:

"They came too quickly because I'm not very good at acting to deceive them—"

acting.

cheat.

——Can’t be discovered by them!

Liu Ping forced himself to smile and said, "Actually, it's because I don't have anyone at home anymore, so I have some financial difficulties. I would like to ask if there are any work-study jobs in the school."

"Oh, that's it." The teachers suddenly realized.

No wonder he seemed hesitant to speak.

Also, for a fifteen-year-old boy, it would be somewhat embarrassing to initiate such a topic.

"No problem, I'll ask you later." said the head teacher.

A cold laughter came from the misty mist.

The bloody hand rested on the head teacher's shoulder and gently touched his face.

The head teacher's face was suddenly covered with blood.

However, he didn't know anything. He just touched Liu Ping's head with some emotion and said:

"Not only are there work-study programs, but there are also poverty subsidies. I can also ask about them for you."

At this time the school bell rang.

Several teachers left the classroom.

Liu Ping calmed down, sat down in his seat, took out a textbook on science and technology, and started reading slowly.

The bloody hand moved slowly on the wall, dragging a long blood trail.

It wanders around the classroom, seemingly looking for something.

Liu Ping looked at his textbook intently.

After the teacher arrived, he listened carefully.

——As if nothing happened.

The bloody hand flew back and forth, sometimes it stretched out in front of a certain student, turning into sharp blood-bone claws, trying to pierce the other person's head; sometimes it covered a certain student's mouth, or made various gestures. A strange behavior.

It's a pity that no one can see it except Liu Ping.

After searching for a while, it finally came to Liu Ping's eyes and gently wiped the blood on Liu Ping's face.

Liu Ping could completely feel the cold touch, smell the smell of rotting blood, and his heart was filled with warnings of death.

——But he always listened attentively and occasionally took some notes.

Time became extremely long.

A few minutes later.

The bloody hand finally slipped from his neck and patted the back of a classmate in front of him.

The classmate didn't notice at all.

The bloody hand slid forward and patted the students in the third row on the back.

——Still not noticed.

The bloody hand slithered forward like a snake, slapping the students on their backs one after another.

suddenly.

When one student was being photographed, he turned his head inexplicably and glanced at the classmate behind him.

"What are you doing?" he whispered.

"What? I didn't call you?" the classmate behind said inexplicably.

"If you didn't call me, then why are you filming me?" The student glared at the other person and turned back angrily.

The bloody hand suddenly stopped.

I saw it spread its bloody fingers and gently lifted the student's neck——

A vague human-shaped shadow was lifted out by it.

As soon as the figure suddenly appeared, he didn't seem to react at first. He looked around and even let out a slight shout.

- No one can hear it.

Only then did the figure realize that he was being held in the air by a strange long hand.

The figure struggled hurriedly.

But it's no use.

The bloody hand tightly grasped the figure and quickly retracted to the mist-filled bronze pillar.

Time passes slowly.

The bell rings.

An extremely long class was over, and the teacher picked up the handouts and left.

The bronze pillars outside the window stood motionless.

Liu Ping looked down at the homework assigned by the teacher and began to write.

Other students started talking, eating, and walking around.

The student whose blurry shadow was snatched away by bloody hands sat in his seat, staring blankly at the blackboard, his body motionless.

Liu Ping put his homework on the table and asked his deskmate, "How long is the break?"

"Ten minutes." The girl at the same table smiled at him.

"Okay, it seems you can go out for a walk." Liu Ping said.

"I can take you around the campus during physical education class." My deskmate said shyly.

"Then thank you in advance." Liu Ping said.

He was about to get up and leave the classroom when he suddenly saw the monitor shouting at the door of the classroom: "Liu Ping, the teacher wants you to go."

Liu Ping asked: "What's going on?"

"It seems to be a work-study thing." said the monitor.

"Okay, I'll come."

Liu Ping stood up and walked out of the classroom, walking along the long corridor towards the teacher's office.

Didn't go far.

A scream filled with fear suddenly came from the classroom behind.