Chapter Forty-Three: The Hunting Headmaster

"This is the only thing, absolutely impossible. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoI don't want to be with a man I don't like.,Men, creatures who think on the lower half of their bodies.,I get annoyed when I see it.怂 Purple Kite said.

"That sister also hates Brother Xia?" Gen asked with a blank expression.

"I hate him, I hate him the most. Every time he meets me, he doesn't have to think about it with his lower body! Seeing that Yuan looked even more dazed, Purple Kite continued: "You little kid can't understand the things of adults. You hurry up and go, I still have to think of a solution to the matter of recruiting relatives for the competition, and I don't have time to mess around with you. ā€

Yuan was carried out by the purple kite and put down, he reluctantly grabbed the corner of the purple kite's clothes, and did not plan to leave.

The purple kite half-squatted down and asked, "What else do you want?" ā€

Gen thought for a while and said, "Sister, why are you looking for a witch. ā€

Purple Kite said: "When the reality is too helpless, I always want to escape. Maybe superstition can give people new ways of thinking and methods, anyway, I'm bored, so I might as well go to fortune telling. ā€

Fortune telling, such a deceptive thing, generally gives enough money, and there will be good results. Give me a sign, just take it as a self-comfort.

"If that's the case, sister, you can go to a place with me. I know a very kind old woman who predicts very accurately. Yuan said.

"She asked me to come to you."

Before they left the Violet Palace, Purple Kite left a note for the old maid that said, "I'm out to play, don't worry about me."

Yuan took advantage of the purple kite's inattention and secretly left the things he was holding in his palm. The butterfly hairpin pressed against the note, and the connection between Xia Dongliang and the purple kite was severed here.

The purple kite was never found again.

Nai Ho Bridge School, late at night.

"The moon is dark and the wind is high at night, when you kill people and oversell goods." The principal drank and instructed the construction crews outside the tent to work. The ruins after the scuffle put a lot of work on the people, and the executive department was understaffed, so C-level missions were issued, and students were recruited to help clean up with cost-effective credits.

Many students have returned to their former dormitories. Sawed off the charred trees and then dug out the roots. The bodies of the deceased were collected and transported to the school cemetery for burial. The corpses were burned beyond recognition, and they were destined to return to their own cemetery.

There is no rush to remove the concrete from the ruins, and now the main thing is to clear the crumbling trees and bury the dead. Having said that, does the cemetery need to open for an autopsy? I don't know how many corpses Daohe stole from, and he can't answer when I ask him. The principal thought.

A student places the body on a stretcher and covers it with a white cloth. He said to his companions: "They are so pitiful, they are still being used when they die, and they can't even go back to their last home." ā€

His companion said: "It is another body that cannot be identified and can only be transported to the large pit of the joint burial." In other words, do you know how to go to the cemetery? ā€

"Is there a mistake, you don't even know about the school cemetery?"

"It's a spooky place, and I haven't been there anyway. If only you knew the way, you would take me there. Said the companion.

The student smiled embarrassedly, he didn't know how to get to the school cemetery. This drew contempt and ridicule from his companions.

"You wait, I'll ask the headmaster!" The student said.

He opened the curtain of the tent and asked politely, "Sorry to interrupt, may I ask if you are Principal Duan Keqin." ā€

"It's me." The headmaster drank unhurriedly, his eyes squinted, and he hummed a ditty.

"Headmaster, you're not sitting in your office, you're here. The dust is so big, sucking too much is not good for the body. The student said.

"It can suffocate me in the office...... You're not looking for me to talk about family matters, are you? The principal asked.

"Oh, Headmaster, that's right. I would like to ask how to get to the cemetery of the school? It's a long way from the school's teaching area and living quarters, and my companions and I haven't been there, so ......."

The principal told him the route in detail, and then taught him that the cemetery is a place to bury former classmates and alumni. There are heroes' homes and heroes' life deeds, and we should visit them every year on Qingming Festival to pay tribute to them.

"The color of the flame is red with blood." The principal said.

"Taught," said the student, "Headmaster, it's getting late, so don't stay here and go home and rest." If you have something wrong with your bones, your classmates will be restless. ā€

The principal laughed: "Haha, I won't go back today, so I'll stay here." All night, one sleepless! ā€

They returned to the surface a second time and crawled out of the dirt. Someone has to say goodbye to them again and let them go with peace of mind. The principal thought to himself: I have lived for more than sixty years, and I don't know how many people have been sent away. All the old friends are gone, all the new ones are gone, and in the end I am the only one left.

The student bowed slightly, lowered the curtain and left.

The principal continued to drink wine and sing, he suddenly remembered something, hurriedly opened his mobile phone, and dialed the first number in the address book.

"Sorry, the call you made is turned off......"

Did you sleep? Still angry! The principal edited a text message:

I have something to do tonight, so I won't go home. Sleep first, don't wait for me.

The headmaster blushed and said, "Do you want to play some romance with young people?" ā€

He added: Momoda!

The text message was sent, and the principal continued to sing and drink.

From nine o'clock to twelve o'clock in the evening, he brought all the wine and drank it all. The personnel who cleaned up the site had been evacuated, and only the principal's tent glowed on the vast rubble.

Everyone didn't dare to wake up the sleeping principal, not to mention that it was cool and comfortable outdoors on summer nights, so let the principal have a good rest.

His S-class combat strength will not encounter any danger.

Something crept closer, and he made a small crumbling sound, and he made a loud and fast sound of friction. He crawled forward, his legs clamped together, and twisted limpily forward.

He stood outside the headmaster's tent, the light stretching his shadow infinitely.

"Where did it come from? Answer: Office! ā€

His legs melted together, and his toes were elongated into pointy fillet corners covered in scales.

"Where to go? Answer: Here! ā€

The conditions are met, and the hunt begins.

His head became a regular triangle, his eyes turned yellow, widened and rounded, and his pupils contracted into black vertical lines. With his forked tongue sticking out to test the information around him, and after making sure no one was noticed, he began to circle the tent.

His lower body secretes rancid slime, and the snake's tail draws on the slime, constructing confused words. The transparent protective shield slowly formed, it distorted the space, it cut off sound and sight, and from the outside the tent was gone.

Allowing the light to bend in front of the shield and let the light behind the shield into the human eye creates an invisible effect.

I see, this is the reason why the snake kills people silently.

The summoning snake has its mouth wide open, and the mouth of the snake can be wide open because of the strange structure of the bones. If a python can swallow an adult, then it can also spit out an adult.

The summoning snake's body began to wrinkle, and its skin began to sink from its tail. A large piece of white flesh spat out of its mouth, and when all the pieces came out, all that was left of the summoning snake was a piece of clothed snakeskin.

The pieces of meat squirmed and deformed, and a Duan Keqin with no clothes appeared! His eyes were yellow snake eyes, and his other features were exactly the same as those of Duan Keqin sleeping in the tent.

The flame red dragon surrounded his body, and he used the flames to blow away the tent, and he was about to take Duan Keqin's life. Thinking of being able to eat a human being of such strength, he left a watery saliva with a rancid smell.

The summoning snake obtains the appearance and strength of its prey through special abilities, and humans can't beat themselves because the strength is the same. But the Summoner Snake should also have its own abilities, so it is invincible.

This creates the illusion of invincibility of the summoning snake, which causes panic in people's hearts.

The tent was blown away, and the headmaster sat in his chair, his eyes fixed on the summoning snake that looked exactly like him. He said, "I see,"

In this way, the secret of the summoning snake is solved.