[Comprehensive] Teacher Songyang is always committing suicide

Yin Gu told him that some worms had turned into human children, and he had to go see them again in the near future.

"Then, isn't it the same existence as me?"

Facing Song Yang's expression of anticipation, Master Chong's expression couldn't be more beautiful.Glumly, he read the letter in his hand again, carefully folded it, and put it back in the wooden box.

"Well, not necessarily." He replied vaguely.

Although Songyang would look through his scrolls when traveling together, but after all, he is a blind man who can't see worms, and the knowledge of worms can only be regarded as an encyclopedia for hunting strange things.Hearing that Yin Gu said that this insect was called "Cotton Spore", Song Yang quickly recalled it in his mind.

If you think about it carefully, it seems to be a very terrifying insect.

Cotton spores usually exist in the air in the form of green flocs, and will enter the body of pregnant females, eat the embryos that originally grew in the womb, and replace them by themselves.When it was born, it was in the form of a green liquid, and it took root in a dark and quiet place, and then slowly grew into the appearance of a human baby, and then grew up like an ordinary child.Because the essence is still a blade of grass, it has no thinking ability and cannot speak.

"Three months ago, I went to dispose of one."

Yin Gu chose his words cautiously for a while, and finally chose the word "handling".

"At that time, the cotton spore had already split into five identical children. If it was allowed to mature and 'spit out seeds', it would split into endless cotton spores covered with human skin. The previous generation of entomologists had no idea about this kind of insect. They were all wiped out immediately when it appeared, so no one knows what will happen if the cotton spores continue to live in human form."

"In that case, why didn't they clean it all at once?"

Gingo smoked slowly, without a smile on his face.

"My heart is softened. The parents who gave birth to the worm have a real feeling of nurturing the worm. Moreover, I have never advocated killing all unknown things. Now think about it, if it is an extremely dangerous Worm, I made the wrong choice."

Songyang thought for a while and said, "Am I a dangerous bug?"

Yin Gu laughed out loud, puffing out smoke: "At least, I haven't seen an insect that can't resist a low-level insect like 'rui', and can only be sucked for three months obediently."

The family that gave birth to the cotton spores was halfway up the mountain, and the host ran out to receive them in a hurry.

"Mr. Yingu, I, my child seems to be not quite right—"

The host walked quickly, pushing aside the lush grass leaves in front of him.

Yin Gu didn't speak, but frowned slightly.

Walking into the courtyard of that family, Song Yang, who has practiced martial arts all year round, first noticed someone peeping.

The window in the kitchen was half open, revealing a small half of a woman's expressionless face.Her eyes were hollow and dark, and she seemed mentally unstable.

"Mr. Silver Gu."

Songyang stretched out his hand and grabbed Yingu's wooden box.

"It's okay." Yin Gu gave him a reassuring look, "You stay here, I'll be right back."

Yin Gu and the host walked in while talking, while Song Yang stayed in the courtyard, looking at the young children who were said to be cotton spores.

It's completely human.The small face is very delicate, and there is a sense of ignorance and innocence in the eyes.Sensing Song Yang standing beside him, the younger Mian Spore approached and hugged him.

"hug."

The youngest child, about 3 years old, walks waddlingly and stretches out his fleshy arms to him.

...can actually talk.Didn't Yingu say that they are blades of grass that can't think?

"I like your smell."

The young boy transformed from cotton spores sat on Songyang's arms, wrapped around his neck, and gently sniffed his hair like a kitten.

Songyang stretched out a hand to caress the young child's head, and his fingers were sucked into his mouth by the other's little hand.

"Do you know what liking is?"

"I know. I like it when my father and mother are together, like small fish and meat, and like a gentle smile."

Songyang was taken aback.

If this worm is like me, once it understands human emotions, then... can it also be called a human?

Under the corridor, the woman who was standing in the kitchen watching just now came out with her head bowed.The woman was in her early thirties, but she looked as if she had aged ten years. When she bowed her head in salute, the bones on the back of her neck protruded bonyly.

"Welcome to Bishe..." she murmured.

Sudden pain in the fingertips, Song Yang gently took a breath of cold air.Cotton spores accidentally bit off blood from their fingertips.

"Bite is not allowed."

Songyang was about to give a lecture, but his pupils shrank slightly.Against that sweet human face, the cotton spores were sucking his blood vigorously, as if they hadn't drank water for days and nights.The sharp canines dug into the wound on his fingertips so that the wound would not heal quickly and bleed more.

When he was distracted, a sudden change occurred.

"...You, murderer...!"

The woman who lowered her head and muttered just now pulled out a kitchen knife from under her apron, and before all the men present could react, she gripped the handle of the knife tightly and stabbed Yin Gu with a knife.

"……wait……!"

Yin Gu was knocked back a few steps by her, and his back hit the door behind him with a bang.Drenched in sweat and with red eyes, the woman pulled out the kitchen knife that had not reached the handle, bringing out a large amount of blood, and then wanted to stab Yingu again.

"Murderer, murderer, murderer, murderer, murderer, murderer, murderer...!"

Not screaming, just repeating the horrible accusation nervously, as if it would make him stand firm.

Song Yang didn't care about other things, he pulled away the frightened hostess, gathered all his strength with one hand, and was about to hit the woman's hand holding the knife.

If he did it right, the woman's entire arm would fly out.It had been a long time since he had moved his hands, and a strange hostility surged up all of a sudden, and he couldn't even suppress it.

Fortunately, in the end, he still stopped, allowing the woman to pierce his palm with a knife.

"Songyang, stand back!"

Gingo, who was covering his abdomen, almost squeezed out a sound through his teeth.He was caught off guard and stabbed deeply. After shouting a word, he couldn't stand up and wanted to fall to the ground.

Songyang finished disarming, and held the woman's wrists with one hand.The woman struggled for a long time like a dying fish, with messy hair sticking to her face and neck, and finally gave up.

She broke down and cried in a low voice.

"Is that right... I... I locked her up!"

The male host was as messed up as a headless chicken, pulling the woman who was limp on the ground for a while, and pulling Yin Gu who was sitting unconscious in the blood water for a while.Songyang raised his uninjured hand to stop it.

He said softly, "Medicine and bandages, thank you."

His dragon blood couldn't get on Yin Gu's wound, and it took a little effort to move Yin Gu into the room with one hand.Fortunately, when the host came over with bandages and medicine, his wounds healed automatically.

To be on the safe side, Songyang washed his hands repeatedly and put on Yingu's black gloves before he dared to undress his clothes to treat the wound.

"Mr. Gingo?"

Song Yang lowered his head and whispered his name in his ear.The eyeballs under the man's eyelids trembled slightly, and then fell silent.

What a disaster.

The knife was pierced very deep, but fortunately it was not a fatal injury, and there was insect medicine in the wooden box that could stop the bleeding quickly.Song Yang quickly touched a row of bottles and cans, prepared the hemostatic medicine from memory, cleaned the wound, and applied it to the bandage.

"...Wow, it's so spicy...!"

Yin Gu sits up startled in his dying illness, and Song Yang pushes him back.

"I'm sorry, that's how I mix medicine..."

Song Yang whispered apologetically.

"However, it works just fine."

Of course, human physique cannot be compared with that of dragon veins, and Yin Gu is not a martial arts practitioner, so the recovery from injuries is even slower.

The white-haired insect master was almost in a coma for three days.

Occasionally when I woke up, I would silently drink a little water from the pillow and lie down again.Even if the wound is involved, he will not call Songyang for help.This man is as alienated as ever, and when Songyang occasionally wants to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead with a wet towel, he will be stopped half-jokingly by the other party.

"I came by myself. Sure enough, I'm still not used to being taken care of."

Song Yang guards the room, preventing Mian Spore and the hostess from entering.

During the waiting period, he also learned some things from the host in sporadic ways.

A mother, even though she knows that her real child has been eaten by worms in the embryo, still refuses to wake up.

——"If you eat it, it means that the body of this 'worm' still has the flesh and blood of my child. Then, no matter whether he is a worm or not, this child is my own child."

Caressing the beautiful face of the cotton spore, the woman murmured terrible words in a low voice.

The male protagonist is still sane, but he loves his wife more than his own children and strangers who only meet each other.Even when sending Songyang replacement medicine and bandages, he would mutter over and over again asking him to forgive him.

"I shouldn't be the one to forgive. When Mr. Zongshi wakes up, apologize to him."