Chapter 22: The Archives Crisis

"Murphy! Awaken the ability for two months, the ability to wolf, classified as a beast! What have you been doing for so long? Don't you know that every day after awakening is very important?" The woman's eyebrows were full of anger, and she was very sorry.

She has an average appearance, but for some reason, it always makes people feel good, makes people forget her true appearance, and gives birth to a feeling of amazement.

Murphy smiled dryly.

"Huh, relatives, Wang Bodang!" the woman's gaze suddenly sharpened, and she looked Mo Fei up and down, like interrogating a prisoner.

"Rub, I know it's not good to have a relationship with Lao Wang!" Murphy had the expression of a good student on the surface, but in his heart, he stabbed Uncle Wang a thousand times as a little paper man.

The woman glanced at her and said, "Show your abilities!"

Murphy stepped forward, and with a thud, three silver-glittering bone spurs popped out between his right fingers.

The bone spur punctured the skin, stained with blood, but there was no follow-up blood flowing outward, and the skin near the bone spur slowly wriggled and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Well, that's good! Werewolf ability, it looks like it's still mutated!" the woman nodded, a pertinent assessment.

"It seems that Wang Bodang has trained you well, you have not wasted in the past two months, and you have been able to send and receive your abilities freely! I hope you have not been caught in his vices. The woman set aside Murphy's document and stamped a large "Over!"

You Ni stood behind the woman behind her, happily gesturing at Murphy, waving her little fist, and cheering at Murphy!

"Go back and write a thousand-word review!" the woman picked up a cup of hot tea from the table and slowly blew on the tea leaves.

You Ni's excited expression froze instantly, and then collapsed, she shook the woman's shoulders and pulled a long tail note: "Aunt Xiang~~~ Don't!"

"Don't get so close to that kid, he is trained by Wang Bodang's old pervert, what kind of serious person can he be?" The woman was dangled by Youni, and the tea in her hand was about to spill out.

You Ni sighed, and said dissatisfiedly: "It's not what you think, this Murphy has only been here for a few days, or is it Wang Bodang that I took him to find!"

Aunt Xiang lowered her head and thought for a while: "So it shouldn't have reached the point of hopelessness, so let's let him live in the school! Don't live with that color embryo, otherwise a good seedling will be destroyed by him again!"

After finishing speaking, she picked up Murphy's file and added two red letters on it without hesitation.

"Wait, what does the file say fourteen years ago, this Murphy studied culture with Lao Wang for three years!

Aunt Xiang couldn't sit still, she got up, grabbed Murphy's body, and then in Murphy's puzzlement, she circled around him, and then directly started and rubbed Murphy's face.

"Teacher?" asked Murphy, whose mouth was rubbed distorted, indistinct.

Aunt Xiang snorted perfunctorily, her attention now all on Murphy's face.

"I'll admit I'm handsome, but you're going to break the hearts of other beauties by treating me like this!"

Murphy looked at the sky very narcissistically, and was heartbroken for the other beauties.

Aunt Xiang was happy, turned her hands over, grabbed Mo Fei's ears and pulled hard: "What now?"

Murphy left in embarrassment, as a teacher, Aunt Xiang has a way to fix Murphy, looking at Murphy's departing figure, Aunt Xiang withdrew her teasing expression, and said softly: "After so many years, Uncle Wang still doesn't give up!"

"What?"

You Ni asked curiously.

"It's nothing!" Aunt Xiang turned around and said a few words to a teacher to ask him to take the exam for the time being, and then she left in a hurry and went to the communication room of Yangming Academy.

Murphy covered his ears and familiarized himself with the school environment under the guidance of a senior, and checked in to the dormitory by the way.

Along the way, everyone who saw him couldn't help but snicker.

Because his pointy, red ears were so funny, a pair of wolf ears, and a slender fingerprint at the top.

"This senior, may I ask what kind of immortal that teacher was just now?" Murphy inquired.

The senior glanced at Murphy's pair of pointed ears and said, "She is Teacher Chen, a well-known devil teacher, and the students under her are so miserable!"

The senior sighed as he spoke, and he couldn't stop chatting.

"How miserable?" Murphy shuddered, and at the look of horror on the senior's face, he felt that he had offended the most unoffended person.

"Do you know about the little black house?" said the senior, Murphy chick nodded like a peck of rice, and he went back to the days in the Devil's Forest, the boundless darkness and silence.

Murphy shuddered, not daring to think about it again.

"Some people tried to make mistakes and avoid Teacher Chen's training by being locked up for a month. ”

Murphy's mouth opened widely: "No, it's so miserable!" Murphy's biggest fear is confinement, nothing, a piece of darkness, not even a person to speak, it makes people desperate!"

With his hands folded, Murphy hurriedly made a wish: "Buddha and Bodhisattva bless, don't let me be assigned to her!"

Seeing Murphy's appearance, the muscles on the senior's face twitched, and finally he couldn't hold back a laugh: "She's a werewolf! How else do you think your wolf ears came out?"

No!

A miserable cry came from the depths of the school, startling a flock of pigeons flying around the academy on the school building.

The school's communication room.

Teacher Chen smashed his fist on the dirty black wooden table, smashing the wooden table into a deep depression, the melon seed skin on the seat and the iron porcelain cup that had almost lost the porcelain fell to the ground, and the hot tea spilled on the ground, and part of it fell on Wang Bodang's dirty gray cloth pants.

Wang Bodang was burned, screaming, and picked up from the chair like a burning buttocks, like a big horse monkey.

"Wang Bodang, don't pretend! This bit of water can hurt you?" Teacher Chen looked at Wang Bodang's performance coldly, very dissatisfied.

"Xiangxiang, you don't know, people are old, and their bodies are no longer good!

Wang Bodang picked up the cup on the ground, added another cup of tea to himself, and drowned his whole head in the rising heat very happily.

"Don't call me Xiangxiang!" Teacher Chen looked at Wang Bodang in disgust, and said coldly: "What happened back then was a tragedy, what did you do by pulling that kid named Murphy in?"

"Do you see that?" said Wang Bodang with a smile.

"If that kid hadn't died, he would have been as old as Murphy, they were somewhat similar, but Murphy wasn't him!" Mr. Chen said with great certainty.

Wang Bodang exclaimed: "Your intuition is still as terrible as ever! But what if you can see it? They can't see it!"

"You are pushing Murphy into a dangerous situation, I have already seized Murphy's file!Wang Bodang, stop, there shouldn't be any more dead people!" Teacher Chen, that is, Chen Xiangxiang half pleaded and half scolded.

Wang Bodang laughed, drank the hot tea in one gulp, and then slammed the porcelain cup on the table, and the remaining porcelain also collapsed under the impact.

"It's late, they already know!"