Thirteen Yaolang

A demon grows up with human emotions and human body as nourishment. When gathered together, it takes shape, and when scattered, it becomes zero.

And the more beautiful a thing is, the more likely it is a demon, because if it transforms into a terrifying appearance, it will scare away human beings, how can it lure people to parasitize it?

All living beings in the dark, and the demon living in the dark, coveting human desires.Tasting the wanton spread of human desires, he showed a charming smile.

And the flower called desire sprouts, bears fruit, and spreads seeds.

When I was young, if something I loved was damaged, Zhang Zhe would cry and beg for it to be restored.For example, when the two orioles bought by my mother died, Zhang Zhe cried distraughtly while guarding the corpses in the trash can.It's like dying a loved one.

Although the two little birds were frozen to death after only staying on their balcony for one night.Didn't even buy a birdcage.They died in the crude straw baskets woven by the bird catchers.

Two cold corpses, and Zhang Zhe's cold childhood.

Human beings cannot control their own destiny, Zhang Zhe understood this truth at a very young age.His mournful cry was beyond his comprehension.

At this moment, he was standing in front of the math teacher's door, hesitating whether to knock or not.

There is a pair of Spring Festival couplets hanging on the door: Heshun has the word "Bai Fu Ping An" which is worth a thousand gold.

He felt that his sudden visit was pure meddling.But I'm just being idle.

He rang the doorbell, waited for the door to open, and then heard the sound of the teacher's slippers approaching, clicked, the door opened, it was the tired face of the math teacher, before he could speak, the teacher smiled: "It's you, Xiao Zhe, come in."

For some reason Zhang Zhe felt that the teacher felt a sense of relief. Could it be that he was afraid of seeing someone?

After entering the door, Zhang Zhe's mind was running fast.At critical times, his IQ has always grown exceptionally.He thought of a set of rhetoric to set out the whereabouts of the math teacher's wife, and assumed various possible situations in his mind.He had already prepared for the worst, that is, the teacher suffered from paranoia and missed his dead daughter so much that he imagined that she was still alive.

Zhang Zhe was meditating all the way, looking very preoccupied. When he walked to the sofa, he found that there was another person inside——a fair-skinned, handsome infirmary teacher.

"Hello, Xiao Zhe, long time no see." The teacher in the infirmary smiled, showing his canine teeth.

For a moment, Zhang Zhe felt that his smile was beautiful, as if it had a lighting effect, which eclipsed everything around him.There are only two slits in his eyes, the slightly raised corners of his eyes and his smile.

And inexplicably felt the warm spring breeze blowing in March, as if drunk, unable to hear the surrounding voices.

This guy has a really scary smile.Doesn't feel like someone from this world.Zhang Zhe summed up his wonderful feelings just now.

The math teacher explained: "This is Teacher Shi, the new infirmary teacher at our school."

"Hello, teacher." Zhang Zhe said respectfully.

"Students are polite." Thirteen replied.

The math teacher laughed to ease the serious atmosphere, "I have been suffering from insomnia recently, so I have invited Teacher Shi to come to diagnose and diagnose for free. ?”

"Yes, you know me?" Zhang Zhe echoed.I thought about two things, one is that this math teacher is really beating around the bush, actually I wanted to ask the last question a long time ago; the other is that my reputation really impresses this new teacher?In view of the fact that I really have no sense of existence, the second article was overturned.

"It's not acquaintance." Thirteen replied after thinking for a while, and he took a sip from the tea cup without smiling.

Seeing that he didn't smile, Zhang Zhe felt a sense of loss.

"Speaking of which, Xiao Zhe is quite an interesting kid. He looks silly, but he actually knows a lot." The math teacher started talking as if he was chatting about homework, regardless of the person who was next to him.Although Zhang Zhe was used to being called stupid by others, he was refreshed when he heard it suddenly, and wanted to refute.

"Actually, we are also talking about speculation. We are friends who have forgotten the year, right?" The mathematics teacher cast affirmative and expectant eyes, interrupting Zhang Zhe's train of thought.

Looking at the shining eyes of the middle-aged man, Zhang Zhe swallowed and nodded.

"Mr. Shi, don't look at me like this, I still have friends." The man said triumphantly.

Thirteen smiled lightly: "Teacher, you are being modest."

So the Chinese talk around like this, paying attention to red tape, which is very boring.Zhang Zhe wanted to start his boring inquiry.

He looked around at the surrounding environment. At this moment, there were three people sitting in a room, one with a dark heart (that is Zhang Zhe himself), one with a lot of secrets (mathematics teacher), and a passer-by who was innocently involved in the situation (Mr. Shi).Zhang Zhe felt that his analysis had the style of a legal program on the Central Twelve Channel.

The next step is the intricate and dangerous part of the investigation: as a rule, it is to find a suspect, everyone thinks it is reasonable, the evidence is overwhelming, the people's will, and it lives up to expectations. Coincidentally, the wrong one is found. ………

Well, it's getting far.This is Zhang Zhe's habit, that is, when thinking about problems, he can always expand far.

What makes Zhang Zhe feel depressed is that this teacher Shi really knows how to choose a date, when he doesn't come, he just comes today to increase his workload.As a responsible middle school student, I have to be careful not to hurt innocent people.

Zhang Zhe looked around, and what caught his eyes was a photo on the refrigerator: a young math teacher and a girl younger than him, their eyebrows were somewhat similar.But not his daughter.

"This is your sister?" Teacher Shi seemed to have noticed this photo, and praised: "It's very beautiful."

"Yeah." The math teacher showed an imperceptible smile on his lips.

"Then there is nothing wrong." Teacher Shi stood up from the sofa, stretched his waist, and walked slowly and lazily but comfortably, giving Zhang Zhe the illusion that he was going for a walk after dinner.

In the next second, Zhang Zhe's jaw was about to drop to the ground, because Teacher Shi had already put a sharp sword full of strange runes on the math teacher's neck and said, "It was hard to find you."

There is a breeze blowing around, as if the choir is singing, and the early summer wind carries the fragrance of jasmine, which is as luxurious and overflowing as the leisurely and quiet time of a carefree young man.

Zhang Zhe felt that this should have been a quiet and ordinary day, just like the aimless yesterday and the day before yesterday.

If there were no math teacher's terrified expression, the man's dark eyes like ink, and the sharp sword glowing with silver light.

Some secret hidden under the surface of a peaceful life has been ripped apart.

The voice of the sanctioner came from the ear:

"I'll be free soon."

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The next chapter is the reminiscences of the math teacher~~