"A woman disguised herself as a man and sneaked into Qingwu Academy to escape from the world. Su Qingzhao thought she could hide the secret of her sinister eyes, but she discovered the ghost of broken sentences in the night reading! The book on the desk automatically turned out the red words, and the female figure in red in the dry well waved to her. Everyone thought she was crazy, but she held a pen as a blade ——From the broken sentences of the deceased soul, I could hear the bloodshed of the massacre of the family a hundred years ago. I was even more shocked to see that the arithmetic teacher Pei Anshi, who always served her tea late at night, had the evil-suppressing compass on his sleeve slightly hot: "Qingzhao, the fragrance of ink in this academy was originally a blood sacrifice to suppress the evil blood."
