[Comprehensive] Teacher Songyang is always committing suicide

When Gingo was fully awake, he seemed startled by the swarm of insects accumulating in the room.

"How many days have I been lying here?" The man lit up a cigarette and put it in his mouth in distress. Songyang knew that his smoke could dispel insects, "When I opened my eyes, the insects almost covered my face." .”

"About three days. I can't help it. I didn't expect that Mr. Yin Gu's insect-recruiting physique is so powerful."

Songyang lowered his head, disposing of the used bandages and hot water. "Heal your wounds at ease, I will guard by Mr. Yin Gu's side."

"Yeah, this physique is indeed a headache." Yin Gu slowly exhaled a puff of smoke into the air, "Well, but, being able to attract the gentle incarnation of light veins is also a blessing and a curse."

Song Yang opened his mouth to answer, but suddenly found that he didn't know what to answer, so he could only smile softly with eyebrows bent.

He doesn't know the knowledge of worms, so how to deal with the cotton spores can only be decided by Yin Gu.Songyang found a book of fairy tales in the room, and when he was bored, he flipped through it.

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

Turning to the first page of the book, the sunflower in the illustration said so.

Did you really understand feelings, or did you learn to recite them?

Songyang suddenly couldn't be sure again.

Yin Gu is not a talkative person, and Songyang does not want to increase his burden during his recovery period, so the daily question is temporarily suspended.On the contrary, Yin Gu asked him a lot of questions, most of which had nothing to do with worms.

He said the first time he was killed as a non-human being.Talking about hundreds of years of wandering, skipping Tenshoin Naraku, talking about the small but lively Matsushita Village Juku, talking about his own students, and talking about the sports boys in the previous world.

It is also the first time in history to talk about the existence of Xu with outsiders.

Gingko listened and thought deeply.He didn't listen to Songyang's persuasion, braced his wounded body, opened the scrolls written with worms one by one, turned on the lamp in the dim room, and looked for similar cases.

"I might be able to answer one of the questions. Give me your hand, please."

Gingo took a slender worm needle and carefully took a drop of blood from his fingertip.He took out another bowl of light wine and compared them carefully under the self-made microscope.

"Sure enough, it's the same thing. Your blood is even thicker than light wine. No wonder the cotton spores suck your blood involuntarily."

Yin Gu opened a blank scroll and began to record while speaking rapidly.

"Modern light wine is mostly used as props to lure worms, or oral medicine. However, according to the records of insect masters in ancient times, some people once used light wine to soak seriously injured patients, and achieved good curative effect."

"Then why didn't you do it later?"

"There are really horrible side effects."

Yin Gu paused his pen and took a light breath of air.He was a little agitated and accidentally pulled the wound.

"The human body cannot directly bear the power from the light veins. If the light wine flows into the blood vessels, this person will be forcibly transformed into a worm. In theory, although this person can be immortal like a worm, it belongs to human beings. Parts are gradually discarded. Hands, arms, legs, and finally the heart that belongs to the human being. During the period when the limb is lost, the human consciousness is still awake, which is very cruel and painful."

After Yin Gu finished speaking, he wrote a few more lines on the scroll before realizing the silence in Songyang.

He looked up.

Ever since I knew Songyang, I have never seen him with such a lost expression.

The incarnation of the light pulse has always given him the same feeling as the light pulse itself, which is emitting an ancient gleam, quiet and gentle.Probably because he has received a good education in the human world, and he rarely loses his composure in his speech and behavior.At this time, the opponent lowered his head slightly with his hands propped on the ground, and the trembling appearance of his long hair made Yin Gu put down his pen immediately.

"Did you give your blood to others?"

Songyang gritted his teeth slowly.

He thought he was saving people after all.He gave the dying Oboro his own blood, even though he knew that the other party might also become immortal like him, but Oboro would survive no matter what.

He thought it was redemption.

It was Oboro who was rescued who gave him the courage to tell him that even if he was the terrifying leader of Amaterasu Temple Naraku, as long as he wanted to save people, he could still do it.His heart is free, and 500 years of bloody fate cannot lock him.As long as he wants, he can escape, fight, and become Yoshida Shoyo in the village school.

But in the end, it turned out that it was all he thought.

Gingo seemed to be hesitating for something.After a few seconds of silence, the white-haired insect master approached him and gently pressed his trembling shoulder.

"I'm sorry. What I said are just previous documents, and there may not be real research. I'm really sorry for saying my unproven speculation like this."

Even though he knew that the man was trying his best to comfort him and wanted to restore himself to normal, no matter how hard Songyang tried to raise the corners of his mouth, his body was still controlled by shock, trembling constantly under the man's palm.Yin Gu rarely looked a little helpless, he hesitated with the other hand, and pressed Song Yang's hands on his lap.

For a man who has been wandering all year round, this is already the most intimate contact possible.

"There should still be a method of recovery. After all, there are records of people recovering from worms. Blood exchange, or neutralization, before the mutation occurs, any method can be tried. The worm master who saved people also studied and tried to develop along the way. To this day. Human beings have their own wisdom, and those previously considered deadlocks will eventually be unraveled."

"……Um."

"Is it calmer?"

"Ah."

"Then stop trembling. You've done nothing wrong."

The last sentence fell lightly, melting into the flickering lights.

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When he could barely get up, Gingo first started to deal with the cotton spores.

——You cannot put an intelligent but emotionless worm among those who blindly dote on it.

Ginkgo said so.In the matter of cotton spores, he showed an unusual toughness.

The second boy born from the division of the cotton spores has green spots all over his face, and he is about to enter the state of spitting seeds.When Yin Gu walked into the room of the second boy with the needle and medicine, the boy who looked about seven or eight years old began to sob.

"Don't kill me, I don't want to die, I'm afraid, please don't kill me..."

Song Yang stood guard at the door of the room, watching Yin Gu silently pump out the lethal medicine in the bottle with a needle.

"Why? Why did you have to kill me?" Seeing that the insect master was not moved by emotion, the boy immediately changed his question, tears dripping down the pillow, "I didn't do anything wrong, why did you kill me?" Woolen cloth?"

Yin Gu said, "Because you ate other people's children."

The worm said, "I didn't mean it. If we didn't do that, we wouldn't be able to survive and reproduce. Now, in compensation, we also became the children of humans, didn't we? That's how we live."

Yin Gu said: "Your way of life is endangering human beings. If you are allowed to spit out seeds here, by next year, I don't know how many children will be eaten."

Chong said: "Humans also hunt small fish and deer to feed themselves. This is also the way humans live, and it also causes harm to other creatures, isn't it?"

Yin Gu said: "Yes. But because humans are stronger than you now, you can only die."

The cotton spore stared at him for a while, then slowly fell back on the pillow.The tears and pain just now were like a dream, and Chong's face was full of ignorance, innocence, but indifference.

"What if we are better than you?" said Worm.

"That is the misfortune of mankind."

Gingu answered its question briefly, reached out and rolled up its sleeve, and the needle tip pierced the boy's skin.The boy flinched, his dry lips opened, and he seemed to be muttering something.

By the time Songyang smelled the smoke, the fire was already raging.

The other boys, from which the cotton spores split, actually set fires around the house while their parents were still inside.Probably, combustibles and diesel oil were prepared in advance, and once the fire was lit, it burned with an unstoppable momentum.

"Mr. Yin Gu, it's too late...!"

Song Yang came in to hold the wounded Gingo.

The fire burned all the way into the inner room along the wooden floor.The cotton spore covered with green spots on his face withdrew his hand from under the needle, and stared at the two people at the door indifferently.

"we won."

No boasting, just a statement.

The fire destroyed the whole house.

The husband and wife who escaped from the dead still didn't know what happened. They hugged each other and sat outside the ruins, with endless blank faces on their faces.

Yin Gu clutched his wound and rummaged through the ruins for a while with his bare hands. He found a green mud-like creature, grabbed it with gloves on, and poured it into a bottle.

"Songyang."

Seeing Songyang looking at the couple frequently, Yin Gu called him and handed him a green stone and a few packs of medicine powder.

"Please give this to them for me. This is a medicine for health preservation and pregnancy. This is said to be the seed of cotton spores, and one day it will germinate again."

Said by the man who has always been gentler than Songyang.

"Don't look at me like that, I don't want to talk to the guy who stabbed me anymore."