I'm not a demon

Dahei and Xiaohu looked at each other, then they walked slowly on purpose, approached Ning Qingming and asked in a low voice, "Boss, is it made of an ant nest?"

Ning Qingming also whispered back: "Guess is correct, but there is no reward."

Dahei was a little puzzled: "Even if these people dig out the ant nest, there is no need to let them die."

The little fox was not as simple as he thought, and said thoughtfully: "You probably haven't seen children digging out ant nests, right? They don't just dig...but kill them. Of course, in the eyes of children, Just playing."

Dahei seemed to have thought of something, and his expression became serious.

Several people followed Director Zhang into the office. Director Zhang noticed that the expressions of several people were different from before. He was a little strange and asked, "Did you see anything?"

Dahei shook his head, he didn't like to jump to conclusions before the matter was confirmed, it's better to wait for the student to come and ask about the situation.

Seeing that Director Zhang was a little nervous and didn't dare to ask more questions, Dahei changed the subject and took the initiative to count the fate of Director Zhang.

Ever since he discovered that he could calculate a person's fate by looking at his face, he has been very interested in this aspect. He not only likes to look at people's previous karma, but also reminds those who like to do good deeds the hardships they will encounter in the future.

When people are old, they are very secretive about this aspect, and Director Zhang is in charge of finding the master this time. He already believes in this, so he is very interested in being able to tell fortunes for free.

Ning Qingming sat on a chair and watched Dahei's serious fortune-telling, and suddenly smiled. Half a year ago, he was still frantically studying metaphysics like fortune-telling, but he didn't expect that all the "apprentices" had graduated from the teacher now.

Tai looked at him from the side, her eyes seemed to be fixed on him, and fortunately the current Director Zhang was obsessed with fortune-telling, otherwise he would definitely be able to see something from the two of them.

Ning Qingming felt helpless when he looked at him, and turned to look at him: "Isn't it enough?"

Tai Yi blinked his eyes, the pupils were obviously black, but there was a flash of gold.

"I can't see enough." Tai Yi was sitting beside him, the corners of his lips were slightly curved, and there seemed to be stars in his eyes.

Ning Qingming glared at him, goosebumps appeared on his arms.

When get out of class was about to end, Director Zhang got up and went to the classroom to call the student over. When passing by Ning Qingming and Taiyi, he glanced at them with some doubts. Why did he feel that the atmosphere between these two people was a bit strange?

After a while, Director Zhang brought a boy over.The boy is about 1.7 meters tall and looks much taller than ordinary junior high school boys. His face is immature, only about fourteen or fifteen years old.

When he saw Ning Qingming and the others, he was stunned for a moment, and then he was too embarrassed to enter the office.

Originally, he was very disturbed when he was found by the dean, but now when he saw that there were several other people in the office, and they all looked fierce, for a while, he wondered if he had caused something outside the school.

"Go in." Director Zhang was blocked by him at the door and couldn't get in, so he couldn't help urging.

The boy walked in slowly, Ning Qingming waved to him, "Don't be afraid, we just ask you a few questions."

The boy looked at him, nodded, and asked, "What do you want to ask?"

"You have a good relationship with the two students who had the accident, right?" Ning Qingming asked directly, "What did you do before their accident..."

After a pause, Ning Qingming continued to ask, "It's a bad thing."

The boy's expression was blank for a moment. In fact, not only Ning Qingming and others came to him these days, but also the police, but the police never asked this kind of question.

When the boy thought about it carefully, he was also a little scared. Two of his best friends had accidents one after another, and he always had the terrifying thought that it would be his turn next.

After thinking for a long time, the boy said: "The day before Zhang Wenle's accident, we stayed all night in the Internet cafe."

Director Zhang said beside him that Zhang Wenle was the boy who fell off the bed and died.

The boy went on to say: "Before Gao Kai's accident, I cried with him all night."

The boy was a little guilty. He always felt that Gao Kai who fell down the stairs was because he didn't sleep that night and lost his energy the next day.

If I had known that I should not have pulled him out that day, I should have let him go to bed early at home.

Director Zhang also said that Gao Kai fell down the stairs.

Ning Qingming nodded, and asked again: "The bad things I'm talking about refer to throwing stones at cats and dogs."

The boy looked blank, and subconsciously said: "We didn't kill stray cats in those few days..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately pursed his lips and glanced at Director Zhang.

There has always been a rule in the school to treat stray cats and dogs well.

Director Zhang gave him a cool look, then smirked at him, "We'll talk about this later."

The boy's expression turned bitter, but he also remembered other things besides cats and dogs. After a long time, he said, "Did you dig out an ant nest?"

Dahei asked, "How did you get it out?"

Boy: "Just pick it up for fun like that, didn't you pick it up when you were young?"

This sloppy attitude made Tai take a look at him, the boy saw his eyes turned cold, subconsciously stood up straight, and stammered: "It's really just digging out..."

"Specific." Too concise.

Boy: "That afternoon when we went to school, we came early. We were bored and saw a group of ants under the tree. We trampled a few of them to death. Then we saw an ant nest with ants crawling out of it."

"Then we lit a match and stuffed it into the ant nest."

There was an amused smile on the boy's face, and he laughed twice to himself: "Haha, there were a lot of ants crawling around at that time."

"After the fire on the match was extinguished, we poured some water into the hole again, and the dead ants floated out along the water. Then we went back to the classroom."

There was silence in the office, only the boy's voice echoed.

"Do you want to play too? The ant nest is under the tree outside, but I don't know if there are any ants left."

Director Zhang seemed to have vaguely guessed something, he was angry and furious, thinking that if this was his child, he would have been fucking beaten up long ago!

Dahei and Xiaohu frowned, and really wanted to ask this kid, do you know what it means not to die?

"What's the matter..." At this moment, the boy belatedly realized that the faces of several people were not right.

Ning Qingming shook his head: "Nothing."

When the boy was relieved, he continued, "You can prepare the coffin."