Chapter Ninety-Three: Scars

"That's probably what a full moon would look like." recalled the senior sister in his memory, and Zong Tian couldn't help but feel a little emotional, there were really few normal people around him. But it's okay now, at least it's relatively normal to talk to him now.

Now that the serious topic is over, all that's left is some light chit-talk. After chatting casually for a while, Zongtian was ready to go home at this time, but he didn't expect that there was still something waiting for him in this school.

"Heaven."

Before he could walk out of the school gate, Zongtian was stopped by a voice, and when he turned around, he found that the person who stopped him was his homeroom teacher Zuo Le.

"Are you free?"

"It's nothing special." Although he was free, Zongtian's answer was full of reluctance.

"Then come with me." Zuo Le didn't care about Zongtian's difficulties at all, at this time, he just took the lead in the front, and looking at Zongtian's back, he had to keep up. Although the person in front of him is his homeroom teacher, except for the meeting in class, Zongtian has no unnecessary contact with him. Although I was a frequent visitor to the office, Zongtian in high school has changed too much, and as a qualified honor student, Zongtian will naturally not be pulled into the office by the teacher, so it is easy to walk into the teacher's office like this, and it is really a strange feeling for Zongtian to say nothing.

Because it had been a long time since school had ended, and when the two of them came to the teacher's office, it was already empty. Zuo Le, who came to the office, didn't say anything directly, and at this time he actually made tea leisurely.

"Suck ~~Ha~~~" Zuokong, who drank the tea, seemed to be full of a comfortable feeling, and looking at the only cup of tea on the table, Zongtian did not have any reaction. But this kind of thing seems to be understandable, and how many teachers will make a cup of tea for their students when they talk to them?

"Oh oh, yes, yes." After drinking tea for a while, Zuo Le raised his eyes and looked at Zongtian, who was sitting a little cramped opposite, and then such a strange sound came out of Zuo Le's mouth. In Zongtian's astonished eyes, Zuo Le turned out another cup under the table. It seems that it has not been used for a long time, Zuo Le has been washing and boiling for a long time, and a cup of hot tea has been placed in front of Zongtian.

I looked at the teacup in front of me in some surprise, although I didn't drink tea, but looking at the teacher's thoughtful etiquette, I wanted to take a sip of it. Steadily picked up the teacup, gently blew the hot tea, and took a small sip. It should be excellent tea, and it should also be seen that Zongtian doesn't drink much tea, Zuo Le also deliberately added less tea, of course, it may be stingy. In that slight bitterness, Zongtian actually drank a little ethereal, and the heat also made him feel a sense of transparency and comfort in this season that was not yet cold.

"I'm sorry, but it was a bad problem to be a teacher just now." Just when Zongtian sighed at the tea in his hand, Zuo Le said a strange word.

"Teacher? What do you say? "Probably referring to his sudden etiquette, but Zongtian didn't know why.

"I mean, what I want to do right now is not a teacher-student conversation." Zuo Le's words felt a little solemn, and Zongtian slowly put down the teacup in his hand.

"Teacher, although we don't talk to each other, I've heard too much about the legend of the teacher." Although this is true, but about Zuo Le's affairs, Zongtian before high school naturally knew nothing, and what he heard after high school was naturally regarded as he listened, so it can be regarded as responding to the teacher's etiquette.

"So please don't be so polite, it's my honor to be your student." It's probably a kind of rhetoric that wants to take the conversation easy, and the sudden etiquette before is just a sudden reminder of who Zongtian's father is, right? Looking at Zuo Le's somewhat wooden appearance, it seems reasonable to be a little sluggish.

"Although Zuo Le has indeed done a lot of things, you shouldn't know the most exaggerated ones."

He? Isn't Zuo Le you? Looking at the teacher who became a little weird in front of him, Zongtian finally realized that things didn't seem to be as simple as he thought.

"What do you mean by not a teacher-student conversation?"

Finally asked an important question, but Zuo Le took a sip of tea slowly and logically.

"Tell me about your experience first." Behind the steaming teacup, Zuo Le's eyes were deep and sharp, and hearing such words, Zong Tian also shared the experience of the soul plane one by one.

“…… In the end, it must have been because I was too tired, and I fainted immediately after I was relieved, and I couldn't tell how I left the soul plane. "It's also because I've experienced a lot of things, although it's just a general description of the whole thing, but at this time, Zongtian still feels a little dry mouth.

"Is that all?" Zuo Le rubbed his chin with some confusion, "Isn't there anything else special?" ”

"Nope." Because that experience was too unforgettable for Zongtian, he gave a very definite answer in an instant.

"Well, maybe that experience wasn't anything special for you." After muttering to himself, Zuo Le asked another question, "Have you ever encountered a spherical thing?" ”

"Spherical?" Zongtian immediately thought of the container of water,

"You mean it's about that big." Zongtian gestured to something about the size of a basketball, "There are still a lot of patterns on it?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes." At this time, Zuo Le seemed to be extremely excited, "Where did you meet him?" ”

"It's in that underground world, but I didn't just encounter it, I brought it back."

Maybe it's because they were taken by themselves until the end, and this thing that helped them survive was also brought back by Hua Fei and them.

"Where is it?!" completely surpassed the previous excitement, Zuo Le actually stood up at this time, but in the face of Zuo Le's appearance, Zongtian was a little resigned.

"It's in my house, but it's ......"

"But what?" Zuo Le's eyebrows furrowed, he seemed to have thought of something, and he gradually calmed down and sat back in his chair.

"It's just a little damaged." It seems that this should be a very important thing for the teacher, and Zong Tian is not embarrassed to say that he did the sabotage.

"Is it broken...... seems to be a little lost, but then a suspicious look appeared on Zuo Le's face, "Is it broken when you touch it?" ”

"That's not it, but I'm just looking for a container to save the Black Tiger Sensei's life." Probably because of Zuo Le's overly fierce eyes, what can be explained about the matter of human life? And Zongtian didn't seem to notice that Zuo Le at this time was very different from his usual appearance.

"So you sucked the white mist in?"

"How do you know?" Although he knew that Zuo Le should know about the thing he encountered, Zongtian didn't expect that Zuo Le would know so much about it.

"So you sucked it in." After looking up and down again, Zuo Le nodded slightly, "Take off your clothes." ”

"What are you going to do?!" Zongtian almost subconsciously shouted,

"Because that white mist is poisonous." Zuo Le's voice relieved the embarrassment in an instant, and Zong Tian quickly took off his clothes. Jacket, top, and then topless Zong Tian is a little embarrassed again, do you have to take off your pants......

"Just turn it around." Fortunately, Zuo Le's voice relieved him again.

Fortunately, he only roughly observed Zongtian's body, and Zongtian also looked at his upper body at this time, which didn't seem to have changed much.

"What is this scar?" Zuo Le pointed to a scar on Zongtian's body that pierced through his chest and abdomen,

"I had a major surgery when I was a kid." Although he explained this, Zongtian didn't know what kind of illness he had. In fact, he often asked about that scar when he was a child, but his father always used it, and he didn't have to worry about it anyway, so he prevaricated for such a reason, so this kind of thing was gradually used to it.