Chapter 109: pat window, bamboo horse, are you delicious.

A strong smell of burnt meat drifted in through the doorway, stabbing Guangbing Tian like a needle, making his eyelids flutter uncontrollably.

In the midst of panic, Guangbing Tian's mind turned quickly and he pounced on the phone, which had not yet been hung up: "Hello?"

The stench was still strong, but it did not continue to spread.

The child on the other side of the phone was silent for a moment: "Mr. Tian."

Guangbing Tian tried his best to suppress the trembling voice: "Liu teacher she is tired, what can I say to Mr. Tian."

The brat laughed: "Teacher, I want to play basketball tomorrow."

Guangbing Tian did not know what to say, and did not dare to continue to delay, a gritted teeth, agreed: "Good."

The child laughed cheekily, and the child's voice reached the human ear through the beeping airwaves, causing goose bumps to rise up the back.

The brat said, "Teacher, good night. I'll play 'call' with Mr. Ryu tomorrow."

The "phone" hung up, Guangbing Tian looked at the upper right corner of the phone signal display is zero, the face iron blue.

...... They ...... seem to have really gotten into a lot of trouble.

The two lovers are scared, holding each other's hands, side ears listening to the movement outside, the palm is wet and slippery, like holding a snake.

After confirming that there was no movement outside for a long time, Guangbing Tian took her hand and wrote in her palm with a single stroke: "Rest."

Chengyin Liu, still unable to forget the sudden appearance of the woman, said back, "There really is a woman there."

Guangbing Tian thought about it and wrote asking, "What does it look like."

Chengyin Liu memory is good, panic in that glance is more impressive: "long hair and long dress, face snow white, a black, look pretty, dressed abnormally, like a medieval people."

Guangbing Tian nodded slightly and said without doubt, "I remember."

He shook his girlfriend's hand again and held her by the shoulders trying to tell her to go to sleep.

Chengyin Liu, shocked, obediently wanted to lie down, who wanted to cross his shoulders, she vaguely saw something moving outside the window, even with the window glass also has a subtle vibration.

She initially thought it was a tree branch rubbing against the window, but how she looked at it she felt the shadow was sneaky, so she reached out and dragged her boyfriend's arm: "...... What's that?"

Guangbing Tian followed her line of sight.

The incandescent bulbs in the room were too bright, and he squinted, only vaguely seeing a dark shadow imprinted on the glass, which swirled and disappeared, and a low humming sound from the window, indeed as if something was tapping on it from the outside.

He wasn't sure, "It's ...... wind, right?"

However, in the next second, his eyes widened and he cursed offhandedly, "...... Crap!"

...... Where is that bullshit tree shadow? It's a child's hand tapping on the window outside!

The window glass has been imprinted with small wet handprints at some point, leaving a very special shape, the five fingers glued together, not like a normal child's hand, but like a frog flippers.

And a closer look, there is half a small head on the edge of the window, burned collapsed right eye and intact left eye is peering straight at the two.

Before they can scream out, a small hand that is melted only half left will thump on the glass with a muffled sound that screams scalp exploding!

Chengyin Liu immediately reached out and gagged himself to prevent himself from screaming out again.

She had already made one wrong move and could not afford to be wrong again.

She knows that she should approach the child at this time and treat him with her attitude as usual, or even put up a teacher's front and scold him to go to bed ......

Yet she really didn't dare, she didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Suddenly, they heard the sound of an open window.

The sound came from the first floor infirmary.

The medical office was facing the same direction as the dormitory window, and after opening the window, Xiaochi Chi's clear voice came from downstairs: "Why are you still here at this late hour?"

The little kid at the window looked down at him.

"Welp." Xiaochi Chi said with disgust, "You have a face full of something. Roll down from the window, I'll wash you."

Guangbing Tian : "......"

Chengyin Liu : "......"

They knew at this moment what true "admiration is like a torrent of water".

And shortly after the hairy boy left, Guangbing Tian's door was chiseled with a ding-dong.

Yu Gan's voice came in from outside and said, "We heard what just happened. To be safe, the four of us will sleep together tonight, okay."

Chengyin Liu and the others were eager to do so and opened the door to let them in.

The two did not question why Yu Gan and Benshan Yuan, who were just a wall away from them, did not help when they were in danger.

In this world, the ability to protect themselves is the prerequisite. To help or not to help, it is only the relationship between love and nature.

Benshan Yuan is still thinking about Chunyang Song, wanting to go down and take a look, but is afraid of the unknown good and evil ghost children, thinking about Yang Chun's ability, and then think about the seemingly weak, a resistance to the three Tang Gan, then also gradually settled in mind.

Xiaochi Chi dared to call the ghost boy down, but also has the courage.

No other reason, in the eyes of Xiaochi Chi now, this burned messy hairy boy is a small Q version of the living rogue rabbit image.

The rogue rabbit went the right way this time and obediently walked down the stairs and knocked on the door of the infirmary.

Xiaochi Chi reached out and pulled him into the room.

If Ling Qing woke up now and saw himself and the ghost boy in the same room, I'm afraid he would immediately be scared to lose his wits, but luckily he lost too much blood and is now unconscious, saving him the step of passing out again.

Tang Gan is also a calm, but called the hairy boy embarrassed up, a burned to deformation of the face back to eight normal appearance.

Xiaochi Chi can not be seen anyway, the letter hand to grab people to the sink, dipped a towel in hot water, to the rogue rabbit wipe his face: "in the middle of the night lying in the window, not scary ah."

The brat protested vaguely, "Miss Liu promised to play with me. She doesn't mean what she says."

"So you pranked?"

The hairy boy did not speak.

Xiaochi Chi saw him like this, but slapped him lightly on the back: "Speaking of which, I was just like you when I was a kid."

Said, he took another look at the hairy boy's face, by thinking also know now that face is not cute there: "Of course, not as ugly as you ah."

Hairy Boy: "......"

"I do everything." Xiaochi Chi smiled and said, "If someone bullies me, I will also bully right back."

Tang Gan listened without moving, and laughed helplessly in his heart.

Xiaochi Chi This mouth ah.

With just a few words, he pulled himself into the same camp as the hairy boy and made him share his feelings.

How can a child play with him?

The brat was really piqued with curiosity: "So your teacher won't beat you."

In response to this somewhat unusual question, Xiaochi Chi's eyebrows twitched lightly, but he did not rush to ask anything.

"Do not fight. When I was a kid, I was average in school, and the teachers had to hurt the good ones and drive out the bad ones, so people like me were never in the teachers' eyes." Xiaochi Chi again wrung out a towel, hot to wipe the hairy boy's face, "I would like my parents to fight less, free up time to cooperate once to cut me a meal. But then I thought, nothing to find a fight, it is not a cheap panic."

The hairy boy grinned out.

Xiaochi Chi took the hand of the "rogue rabbit" in front of him and gently wiped the back of his hand for him.

The hairy boy looked straight at him and suddenly said, "Mr. Lou."

Xiaochi Chi touched a few unusual depressions on the back of his hand, which were not quite like the marks left by burns, but rather old scars, and the shape was somewhat peculiar.

He stroked the scar twice and responded, "Hmm?"

The hairy boy asks, "Am I a good boy?"

"In the middle of the night to pick the window to scare people still do not apologize, your own good heart does not count." Xiaochi Chi glared at him, "Little bastard."

The hairy boy was quite happy to be scolded, happily cocking the corner of his mouth.

Xiaochi Chi touched the scar again, his face changed and he finally remembered what caused the scar.

He opened his mouth and cursed, "Fuck them big time."

Tang Gan raised her eyebrows and softly stopped her voice: " Yang Chun ."

The brat blinked and asked a good question, "Teacher, what does this mean."

Xiaochi Chi's face didn't change: "It means 'hello'."

Hairy Boy: "Well. ...... Lou teacher, fuck-you."

Xiaochi Chi : "......"

The hairy boy was happy again, "Teacher Lou, I-"

Xiaochi Chi put a hand over his mouth, "You can shut up, you."

He laughed and joked and took his tongue to Xiaochi Chi's palm. Xiaochi Chi was quick to wipe his hand on his short stubble hair and kicked him out gently: "Get lost, go back to bed."

The hairy boy really listened to him, got up obediently and walked outside.

Walking to the door, he stood still and turned his head, "Mr. Lou?"

Xiaochi Chi turned his face and looked straight at the rogue rabbit with a twitching round tail.

The brat said, "Miss Lou, I like you."

Xiaochi Chi froze.

He said, "You don't beat people up or hate me or kick me out. You're good people."

Looking back, Xiaochi Chi smiled brightly, "Isn't that a coincidence? I like myself, too."

And in the next second, 061 removed the shield on the hairy boy.

Where he has just smoky, hideous and hideous look of burying, clean and mischievous grin of a lost tooth mouth, showing a little leaky smile.

The rogue rabbit left with a bounce.

Before leaving, he did not ask Xiaochi Chi for anything extra.

Xiaochi Chi watched his figure disappear down the stairway before sitting down in a dismayed state.

Tang Gan walked up to him and put his hand lightly on his shoulder, squeezing and squeezing gently.

Xiaochi Chi said, "You saw the injury on his hand."

Tang Gan : "Yeah."

Xiaochi Chi : "There are three wounds, each of which is a symmetrical two holes at a fixed distance apart, half an inch deep. ...... is the injury caused by the tuning fork poking in."

Tang Gan also wrinkled his brow when he thought of Ling Qing covering his eyes and howling in the daytime, the children gathered around him, the way they were used to it.

Ghosts were once people, and most of their distortions after death stem from the extreme pain they suffered in life.

"Are they ...... imitating what their teachers have done to them?"

Perhaps in the minds of these ghostly children, if they do not do well, they will be punished in a similar way?

Xiaochi Chi did not say a word.

Tang Gan, who had rarely seen such a silent and melancholy Xiaochi Chi, gently reassured him, "You've done a good job."

Xiaochi Chi gave an unintentional laugh.

Tang Gan said, "You have a lot of guts and you are good at coaxing children."

Xiaochi Chi : "Ha."

He picked up his T-shirt, which was soaked through.

He changed into a clean towel and wiped himself briefly: "It was someone who taught me well."

That person is gentle, tolerant, and appears in Xiaochi Chi's life like a light, like a dream.

He has known him for a full seven years.

When he was seven years old, Xiaochi Chi learned that a neighbor had moved in with a brother, Ying Lou, who was two years older than him.

Children love beautiful people and people who are stronger than them. Ying Lou is already a standard gentleman beauty at a young age and is taller than her peers, fulfilling almost all of Xiaochi Chi's imagination.

While Ying Lou was still packing, Xiaochi Chi cheekily went to the door and called out, "Big brother, big brother."

Ying Lou turned around, with a faintly sad look between her eyebrows.

After noticing the little beaner in the doorway, he smiled gently, "Hmm?"

Xiaochi Chi has been sweet-talking since she was a little girl: "You're so pretty."

Ying Lou is still the first time to be praised by the same sex like this, slightly stunned for a moment, and then her eyes slightly curved up: "Thank you."

Xiaochi Chi half a day did not wait for his next, do not feel curious: "Hey, you do not compliment me good-looking."

Ying Lou couldn't help but laugh out loud, put down the mess in her hand, walked up to him and bowed carefully before giving a very sincere answer, "Well, it's very nice."

At that time, Xiaochi Chi could not tell that she was a child who had just lost her father and mother.

He was so young he knew how to cover up his wounds and lick them alone, refusing to give anyone else a chance to see them, just for fear that others would be frightened.

Ying Lou showed such a beautiful world to Xiaochi Chi, and even after he left, Xiaochi Chi did not choose to turn away from that world, stubbornly clinging to it, both ridiculous and tender.

There were only two empty beds, and Xiaochi Chi wanted to live underneath them, but Tang Gan was generous enough to pat the bed and invite him, "Come on up, I don't mind. I don't mind. If something happens, we can take care of each other."

Xiaochi Chi thought about it and didn't push it much, so she got into bed with the quilt and took up half of the bed and slept with her clothes.

Lying on the bed, he was thinking about his mind.

The mechanism of this world is not difficult to guess: do not overindulge in the ghost children, or their evil thoughts will expand and expand indefinitely in the invisible, they will take what they want, Ling Qing is an example; but also can not be too harsh to them, and always reject roughly, otherwise it is also very likely to attract retaliation.

To put it bluntly, to be a qualified people's teacher.

However, they have crossed the line without knowing it.

They've seen blood, and who knows what these kids will do next.

With this in mind, he fell asleep only in the latter part of the night.

As Xiaochi Chi fell into a restless sleep, he faintly heard a voice whispering in his ear, "You, you."

Immediately after, he felt a gentle warm tickle in his earlobe, the touch was so exciting that it felt like a tickle with a feather in the center of his foot, telling him to curl up even his toes and gently grabbed the bed sheet.

He hummed out in a low voice: "...... Well."

...... Well, he didn't wake up, he rolled over and went back to sleep.

Strange to say, the second half of the night he slept very peacefully, even a dream did not do.

However, Xiaochi Chi woke up and his worst fears were realized.

After tasting the blood, it was clear that the atmosphere among the children was not right.

They sat in the cafeteria, a uniform, mechanical silence, hands hanging, heads bowed, boyish eyes exchanging messages that only they could read.

Chengyin Liu, holding his breakfast, walked into the cafeteria and was overwhelmed by the strong burnt smell and stumbled, almost vomiting.

As she instinctively stood still, more than twenty expressionless faces turned toward her sunward, screaming in vain sweat.

Chengyin Liu has done most of the night's psychological construction, see this situation, forced calm, straightened his back, slowly walk into the cafeteria, one by one to distribute food.

In contrast, last night, the hairy boy and the bear, on the contrary, quiet and disciplined a lot, received the lunch box, the food and rice, in the mouth silently chew.

Soon, three or four children spit out the food in their mouths, yelling, "Teacher, we don't want to eat this! This is too bad to eat!"

Immediately, there were echoes and many children banged their chopsticks on the rim of their bowls and yelled in an uproarious manner.

The faces of all the people standing at the entrance of the cafeteria turned ugly.

They expected that after the Ling Qing incident, the difficulty of the world might rise again, and the situation would become more and more unmanageable, but they did not expect the change to come so quickly.

Chengyin Liu forced a smile and said, "Then ...... what do you guys want to eat, the teacher will make it for you? Braised lion's head, or chicken soup, as long as you want to eat-"

"Teacher."

A child interrupted her words, licking his mouth, as a hunting little gourmets generally stare straight at Chengyin Liu, milk voice said: "...... you delicious."