Chapter 106: Heroes of Hayama

The ancients said: "Phases are born from the heart." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info "In the vernacular, appearance is linked to people's thoughts, and people with dirty thoughts will also look dirtier on the outside.

Shinji didn't believe this kind of nonsense before, but now Shinji believes a little - because the best example is in front of him, and the hero of Hayama is a typical example of "born from the heart".

First of all, it's a yellow hair.

That's right, Yellow Hair. Not the dazzling, glittering gold of Gilgamesh. It's not like oranges, cold on the outside and hot on the inside, a layered orange. It is the most common yellow, which looks quite similar to the color of excrement in a darker place.

What does yellow hair mean in the second dimension?

Lao Wang next door, green hat, NTR, etc., what is the three-dimensional Song, a certain Yu, and it should be yellow hair when it enters the second dimension.

With such yellow hair, it is understandable that he is strong and strong, coerced, and organizes female students to make friends (aid).

Next, the guy's looks.

Do you think I'm going to say handsome? How can it be? If such a guy is handsome, how can the girls go out to make friends? Just squeeze him dry--don't forget, the students of Liyuan Women's College are either rich or expensive, and they are not short of money at all. The girls are not in it for the money, but for pleasure and rebellion, that, indeed.

Well, Shinji himself wants to be a homeroom teacher in the academy. With his appearance and family background, he is not a big girl pounced. It's a pity that somewhere hasn't matured yet, so why didn't you cross through Shinji? Why don't you cross Kusa Juro? Ahem, it's far away, and continue to talk about the world's No. 1 Huangmaoye Mountain hero in the month. (Which yellow hair is not convinced, stand up!)

The appearance of this cargo belongs to the typical yin owl.

With small eyes, high cheekbones, thin cheeks, pointed chin, and hooked nose, he doesn't look like a good person. Coupled with the sallow face and the description not far from the withered tree, it is inexplicably reminiscent of an advertising slogan - "The waist and legs are sore, and the spirit is low, as if the body has been hollowed out." ”

Hawkers,There are almost thirty students in the fourth class.,At least twenty of them have been on this goods.,It's normal to be like this.,After all, it's not the ** protagonist.,It's not a humanoid self-propelled cannon like the ghost Wang Lance.,Really think your kidneys are iron-beaten?

Whether it's iron or not, we'll find out later.

Successfully invaded Hayama's house, Shinji, who was standing in Hayama's bedroom, cleared his throat, adjusted his voice with magic, and finally ripped off Hayama's quilt.

......

"Leaf... Mountain... Hero... The voice was eerie, like a demon's whisper.

"Ye, Shan, Ying, Xiong!" The voice was low, like a judge's judgment.

"Ye ~ Shan ~ Ying ~ Xiong ~" The voice is fluttering, like a soul asking for life.

"Ye, Shan, Ying, Xiong. The sound suddenly burst like thunder.

Different calls, the same roll call, gradually deprived the hero of Hayama of sleep.

With the last shout, the hero of Hayama woke up from his sleep with a spirit.

"Ahh

The middle-aged man covered in cold sweat let out a miserable scream, turned over and sat up from the bed, and just wanted to reach out to wipe his sweat, but found a dark shadow in the corner of the room.

At first, he thought he was asleep, but after wiping his eyes, he found that the black shadow was still there, so he couldn't help but shrink and ask.

"Who, who's there. ”

There was silence, no response.

Hayama unconsciously grabbed the lamp at the head of the bed, as if he wanted to turn on the light to check.

At this moment, the black shadow that could not be seen suddenly moved.

"De'er~De'er~De'er~De'er~"

In the trembling sound of Hayama's teeth, the black shadow swayed and floated, approaching Hayama.

Draped in a long cloak and wearing a hideous mask on his face, Kuroka resembles both the evil spirits of Japanese mythology and the god of death in Western mythology.

The Grim Reaper, suspended in mid-air, looked down at Hayama condescendingly with empty eyes, calling his name: "Ye, Shan, Ying, Xiong." ”

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

Such a strange scene frightened Ye Shan's whole body to curl up, holding his head, and screaming screaming.

"Hero of Hayama! Come here! Come here!"

The Grim Reaper shouted and brought the hideous and terrifying face closer, so close that Hayama could see the ghost fire in the eyes of the Grim Reaper.

"No, don't come, don't come here - you're looking for the wrong person. ”

The hero of Hayama crawled backwards with his hands and feet, but forgot that he was now on the bed, and only moved a few dozen centimeters, so he fell from the side of the bed and fell on his back.

I finally struggled to get up, and found that the grimace was still floating in front of my eyes.

"You, who are you?"

Maybe it was the pain that gave Hayama courage, or maybe it was because he wanted to die, Hayama trembled and asked the question that Shinji had been waiting for.

This soft egg finally asked, but I waited for a while.

Shinji complained in his heart, and replied in a hoarse and gloomy voice:

"I'm the Grim Reaper, and I'm here to take you on your way. ”

If someone tells him that he is the Grim Reaper, he will definitely wonder if this person's brain is broken. However, now, in his own home, a ghost is floating in front of him, and he can't help but believe it.

I don't do anything bad in my life, and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. Hayama did something wrong, so he was afraid, he was very afraid.

What's more, in order to create an atmosphere and prove his identity, Shinji also took out a long-handled scythe blade from his cloak and pointed it at Hayama's neck, and the cold glow on the sickle blade made the latter's hairs stand on end.

He immediately knelt down, prostrate on the floor, and begged desperately: "Death spare, death spare." ”

"Spare your life?" Shinji let out a playful sneer, "Someone has already paid enough for me to take you to Hades, how can I break the contract?"

"The price? you, you're a killer?"

As soon as he heard that it was not the god of death, Hayama's courage suddenly strengthened a lot, but in the next second, he was pressed down by the scythe on his neck.

"Killer, don't compare me to your underground human professions, or I'll take you to Hades for trial. ”

"Don't dare, don't dare. ”

Hayama apologized again and again, but the rolling of his eyes showed that his heart was far less deferential than he looked.

"Dare to ask Lord Death, who is it and at what cost please move you to take my life. ”

"You want to know?" Shinji breathed a mist out of his nose, and the ghost fire in his eyes burned even more vigorously - it was all a special effect of the mask, a toy that Yusi Tisa had spent half an hour making.

"Please let me die for me. ”

Shinji, who was probably thinking about what Hayama was thinking, nodded: "Okay, let you die, the person who asked me to take you to Hades is called Kaori Tachibana, at the cost of her own soul - you should know what it is for." ”

Hayama's pupils contracted suddenly, and his body trembled.

PS: The classic yellow-haired characters in the second dimension are...... Damn,Why do all the names that pop up in my head are non-superficial? Forget it,Interested friends Baidu on their own。

PS2: The setting of the second master is indeed rich and handsome, and he changed his girlfriend very diligently before the fifth war, and he belongs to the Kaizi that many girls want to catch.