Chapte

Five

Postscript: The end is the beginning

1. Two months after the incident, it is as quiet as ever. Autumn in the south seems to have been skipped, and winter has come preemptively without warning.

Overnight, people were dressed in long sleeves or smocks.

The pine trees on the side of the downhill are covered with a kind of aging vicissitudes, not as green as when the summer sun is shining.

For the south, the cold always comes suddenly at night, and in the early morning, when you wake up, you will always be shocked to find that the breath of winter has been stained with the world.

There will be no heavy snow in the north, but there will be the same symbolic cold winds.

The wind squeezed in through the cracks in the closed windows, whistling and bringing a cold signal from outside.

Eight twenty o'clock. When Lin Yue woke up and got up from the bed, Uncle Bin and Sister Sang had already gone to class.

Teachers generally wake up earlier than students and arrive at the classroom early. But even if they didn't get up early, they were much earlier than Lin Yue.

That's right, in order to get up late, he skipped the first class, as always. Even if it was Sister Sang's class, she showed no mercy.

After washing, Lin Yue wore a short-sleeved pure white shirt school jersey as always, covered with a dark blue leather jacket, a pair of pure black slim pants underneath, and put on the unique dark blue newsboy hat.

The path connecting the teacher's dormitory to the teaching building is not very long, and he can reach it in ten minutes by walking at the speed of walking.

Halfway through, it was now 8:35, Lin Yue calculated the time and let himself arrive at the classroom after the first class and before the second class.

Although I was going to walk at the speed of a walk, I was still unconsciously speeding up. So he exhaled white air and walked downstairs to the teaching building.

When you enter the building, you will ring the bell for the end of class. A few students poured out of the classroom first, like beads pouring out of a plate. He looked at them and walked up the stairs.

When I entered the classroom, I found that the atmosphere was good, and the chaos of the past, like a gangster gathering place, was long gone.

Is this the previous Class C? He almost wanted to go out and look at the class card again to make sure he hadn't been in the wrong classroom.

"You didn't come to the first class. Sister Sang is dying of anger. Lan Xi put the chemistry textbook from the previous class into the desk drawer and took out the English book for the next class.

She thought that Lin Yue would use some very lame excuses to prevaricate the past as he did a few days ago when he was still shrouded in summer, but she didn't expect him to directly respond today.

"No one should ......," she reckoned he was rushing to the classroom to attend class, and he was tired of running.

Or maybe you haven't woken up yet?

After Lin Yue sat down, he took out an English book and a pen and put them on the table, then watched the news with his mobile phone and waited for class.

The College of the Holy Cross is more in line with international standards than other schools, and attaches great importance to the teaching of foreign languages. Therefore, students have already completed all the English courses in the third year of high school, and have been exposed to advanced English since the second year of high school, including English translation, English speech and English literature.

The teacher of class C English class was replaced by a female foreign teacher, blonde hair and blue eyes, tall figure, sweet voice, rich teaching methods, and even fluent Chinese, and her words and deeds fascinated a number of male students.

Even among female students, there is a certain place in the conversation.

He is a perfect teacher for high school students.

From the first day of class, she asked her students not to call her teacher and to call Rose like a friend.

Lan Xi thinks Rose is very much like the American female singer Taylor Wise.

Rose is not only an idol teacher, but also a powerful teacher, and at the same time has a lot of feelings.

When she talks about Shakespeare, sonnets, Romeo and Juliet, the style of the lecture becomes tender or passionate, and the class is enchanted by a sea of romantic flowers.

When she talked about "Gone with the Wind", her voice was low and trembling, and sometimes she cried bitterly. She talked about Yeats's "When You Are Old" and felt deep regret and regret for the poet's unrequited love.

From time to time, movies are discussed after class, and classic movie clips such as "Broken Bridge" and "Casablanca" are played.

Most of the students don't understand, most of them just follow the teacher's wishes to swallow dates, and most of them just look at whether the movie is obviously handsome or beautiful, just like a five- or six-year-old child who reads Tang poems silently even if he can't understand them.

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(Only those who have not been injured laugh at the wounds on others.) Tap! What's the light coming from the window over there?

That's the East, Juliet is the sun! Rise, beautiful sun! Driving away the jealous moon, she was already so angry that her face turned pale because her female disciples were much more beautiful than her...... ）

Lin Yue read the dialogue of the male protagonist Romeo in "Romeo and Juliet" in class, and the clear words are just an evaluation of his English skills, and the voice is a complete compliment. It was as if it was indeed his Juliet who was opposite him.

The teacher was happy to play this type of dialogue with this excellent student.

The class kicked off the drama. The atmosphere, emotional color, and expression are sometimes really difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

It's not so much a drama as it is real, but an ambiguity between the two and different from the two.

"So you came to English class today to play this romantic dialogue with Rose?"

After school, dusk on the downhill. Lin Yue said that he wanted to go out outside the school to buy some things, so he walked with Lan Xi.

"What?" Lin Yue lost his mind from the moment he stepped out of the classroom door.

It wasn't until his companion spoke that he came back to his senses, but he still didn't hear what the other party was saying.

"Forget it! I said, "Lately, why have you been so absent-minded?" Less talking? ”

"It's that you talk a lot......" Lin Yue's casual answer was not unreasonable.

She is no longer as introverted as she was three months ago, but has become much more lively and cheerful, and has made some classmates.

Even though they had never given a helping hand before. A few days ago, she went back to the school's counseling room and passed the test, and happily discovered this fact. Then she told Lin Yue about the result, in addition to telling her best friend who was in another class.

Lan Xi suddenly walked quickly to the front, blocking his companion, as if he had an epiphany of the answer to the previous question, and asked in a very surprised tone: "Could it be you......"

"How am I?"

"...... you" Lan Xi was still a little incredulous and vague about her speculation, she looked at Lin Yue with puzzled eyes, and finally asked, "You have a crush on Rose?" ”

The other party almost slipped his foot. "What are you kidding, I'm over a hundred years old, and I'm really not in the mood to do this." He simply denied it.

"Really?" Lan Xi was skeptical, "I can see that you had an unusual relationship with Shanshan in the Poetry Society before. ”

"Ha......" Lin Yue smiled to calm himself down, but his heart was still hit by the point, so that a cold sweat broke out on his head: "This is really a bit complicated, it's hard to say." ”

"It's not too complicated...... Lan Xi crossed his arms and walked forward, "Isn't it just the relationship between underground lovers, don't worry, I understand, I've also read a lot of romance novels." ”

"What kind of romance novel are you reading, and it's about lovers...... Nowadays, high school students like to read novels with a triangular relationship like a lover? ”

"I've been watching it since I was in elementary school."

"Hmm......" Lin Yue was surprisingly calm after being overly surprised, "Can you understand?" Is it enjoyable? ”

"It's enjoyable. What about the original match? Or a lover? Or the girl who slept last night? The original match can give people calm, warmth and peace of mind, and is a safe haven like home;

A lover can give a person a throbbing, exciting, and rekindled feeling, while a girl with a one-night stand is a fleeting supreme passion.

Which one to choose? If you choose one, you have to discard the other two. The tangled mentality of the male protagonist really makes people want to punch him a few times and make him sober up. ”

"I can say that I only got to know you thoroughly today, please allow me to look at you with a new eye, Lan Xi-san."

As he spoke, Lin Yue really looked at Lan Xi again.

She wears a plain white tweed coat that is popular in autumn today;

The long hair is draped, with two sections in front and the rest in the back.

After the two laughed, they fell into a quiet and awkward silence.

Today is particularly quiet—not the apparent silence of silence, but the peace and quiet of no danger happening, no wind and waves.

"You're leaving at the end of the term?" Lan Xi asked suddenly.

"Well, and it seems that there have been more incidents about demons recently, and the organization has been busy, and we weren't allowed to take such a long vacation.

But I always felt that the Holy Cross Academy was not completely safe, and Uncle Bin also believed in my judgment, so he continued to stay. ”

"Okay. Keep in touch in the future, but don't forget my friend. Lan Xi continued to walk in front, maintaining his original speed and not looking back.

"It's so crisp, it's going to make me a little sad. Don't you leave me alone? ”

"It's not good to be strong."

"Actually......, it's not far away," Lin Yue stretched, "I won't leave this city for the first half of next year." When the time comes, we will come out and play together. ”

"Okay, okay."

was so cold, Lin Yue couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Let's be a companion who braved death to walk through the Styx of Hell, through the explosions and flames, and through the thrilling street corners!

He touched his head a little annoyed. "Dwarf oil, I forgot my hat in a drawer! Wait for me! After Lin Yue finished speaking, he entered the school gate and ran back to the teaching building.

He hurried back to the classroom and retrieved his hat.

It was the only gift the man had given him.

He put on his hat as if he had been lost and had recovered.

Then he looked around at the classroom of Class C, where he was about to leave, and here, he seemed to return to his old school days.

He stumbled upon a glimpse of a seat that had been vacant for a month.

Huang Yi hasn't been in class for more than a month.

Although Lin Yue felt that it was better for this kind of person to move away, it seemed to be very wrong. This feeling of something is not right seems to be implicated in the case that has already been solved.

Hasn't it been determined that Huang Yi has nothing to do with this case?

Why do you feel this way?

There was still something wrong with the incident, but what it was, he couldn't say. Although the organization had announced the closure of the case, Lin Yue thought to himself that it didn't seem to be able to end it simply. Lin Yue sat quietly in his seat, forgetting everything. No, he hadn't forgotten about Lan Xi.

Because the first person to think about something wrong is Lan Xi.

It's not that there's anything suspicious about her...... But why is something wrong with the "Holy Blood Witch"?

Don't think about this yet. Think again about the prisoners. The prisoner is a demon policeman, and he has signed a contract with the demon to obtain magic power.

Thinking of this, Lin Yue shuddered.

It's not because the cold wind is blowing in close to six o'clock at the moment.

Because it was colder than the cold wind, it was a sudden awakening to knock the truth in Lin Yue's mind.

The captured prisoner is just a demon policeman who signed a contract with the demon, and the strength of the contract with the demon is definitely not strong.

Otherwise, Uncle Bin would not have eliminated the enemy so easily.

So how did the prisoner learn about the high sacrifices recorded in the Book of Ten Thousand Magics? What Uncle Bin said is like in his ears, and only the High Angels and High Demons are qualified to view the "Ten Thousand Magic Codex".

That is to say, there was a mastermind in this sacrificial case. The mastermind is a high-level demon and hasn't been caught yet. Lin Yue muttered to himself, his whole body cold.

In other words, the mastermind went to find the "spirit" again, and the sacrificial ritual would continue the same! Lan Xi will still be in danger! ”

Lin Yue almost wanted to jump out of the window and immediately stay by Lan Xi's side, but as soon as he raised his foot, he stopped again.

"That's not right...... Wrong...... That's where the second thing is wrong. "That's what's wrong with Lanxi.

Before the case was closed, a man said something to him. That sentence, faintly, came to mind.

However, she is still only seventeen years old, her magic has not yet been tapped, and the "spirit" is still not so pure. She wasn't a qualified Blood Witch yet. ”

Lan Xi was still seventeen years old at the time, and she was not yet a qualified Holy Blood Witch, and her "spirit" was not pure enough, that is, it was not high enough for the conditions of sacrifice.

Did the prisoner make a mistake?

Forget it, if you make a mistake, you get it wrong, it's already history.

But Lin Yue had to find out the true owner of the "spirit", otherwise, the sacrifice was not over.

Can't put it off any longer! Think fast! Think fast!

Lin Yue sent a text message to Lan Xi: "Suddenly something, you go back first." ”

After sending it, for some reason, he suddenly felt like a world away from his heart.

No matter what, hurry up and think! Hurry up and think about it! Think about the strange things you encountered before that haven't been solved yet!

Master once taught that if the mind is tied in a dead knot, try to start again from where it started.

……

Back to the first place that went wrong.

That's right! What happened to Huang Yi, he didn't come to class for a month?

By the way, why can Huang Yi use magic power?

He didn't have a contract with any demons!

Otherwise, in the battle with Lin Yue, he would not have just used that poor magic weapon.

Why is Huang Yi born with the ability to use magic?

He's not human? Or rather......

Those who are born to use magic are not only demons, but also descendants of demons. Nephilim, born of angels and demons, is also a descendant of demons.

"What?" Lin Yue came to a frightening conclusion: "Huang Yi may be the son of the Holy Demon?" ”

Moreover, he has been missing for more than a month and has not come to class, I'm afraid...... It has been used as a sacrifice by the mastermind behind the scenes...... And in this way, the result is ...... The ancient demon god Nedinger has awakened.

It's no wonder that there have been more demonic incidents lately. Although Lin Yue has not gone out on a mission recently, he has also heard from Uncle Bin about the increase in demons.

The reasoning seemed to be getting more and more pessimistic, and he wished he was wrong. Without further ado, he woke up and left the classroom.

He had to go back to the place where the sacrifice was held as soon as possible for clues.

The last rays of the remnant sun draped over his departing back.

Lan Xi, who was waiting outside the school road, was a little puzzled after receiving Lin Yue's text message: What's wrong with him? Isn't it because you're angry and don't want to go to the store with her? With such doubts, she left alone.

The remnant sun put on her departing figure.

-

Ten o'clock in the evening and ten o'clock. I don't know who rang the doorbell of the poetry club.

"Who, so late." Sister Sang was doing a spa, her face was covered with volcanic mud, and she didn't want to open the door for fear of scaring people in the middle of the night.

Uncle Bin pressed the "pause button" on the remote control, and the American movie "The Last Farewell" broadcast on TV was frozen in a certain picture. "Lin Yue is back, right?" He walked over and opened the door.

To his surprise, it was Lan Xi, panting, and a white mist came out of his mouth. A pure white coat stained the night.

It's a bit cold outside. It's not long after school in the evening, why would she suddenly visit the poetry club?

"Disturbed ......"

"What's wrong? It's cold outside, you come in for a cup of tea. Uncle Bin invited Lan Xi into the house.

Previously, Uncle Bin was watching a movie, and Sister Sang was doing beauty. "It's so late, is there something missing here?"

Lan Xi shook his head and asked, "What about Lin Yue?" ”

"He? Didn't come back. On Friday night, I probably didn't know where to go. ”

"Okay! Originally, I came here to apologize, but it seems that he doesn't seem to take it to heart, so forget it. ”

"Let's have a cup of tea before we go." In the blink of an eye, Uncle Bin had already flushed the hot water into the cup of the guest with the tea bag, and the tea had just run out a few days ago, so he had no choice but to use the convenient tea bag.

"You said you apologized to him? What happened? ”

"The little couple has a conflict? It's normal. But if you want a girl to apologize to a boy, that guy is too unkind, right? ”

Sister Sang sat on the sofa, crossed her arms, closed her eyes and applied a mask, but she still complained and joined the chat.

"No, no, no......" Lan Xi was still a little uncomfortable after receiving Lin Yue's text message in the afternoon, wondering if he was too indifferent to the sad words that he was leaving at that time?

She didn't want to hurt her feelings, after all, she was still a good friend who had been through hardships together. So he came to the poetry club to find him at night. "Let's go shopping together."

"Just really leave a text message, let you pigeon? When he comes back, I'll kick him for you. Sister Sang promised.

"Actually, you don't have to pay too much attention to this...... Uncle Bin sat back in his old chair, took a sip of hot tea, and took off his glasses, "He is not the narrow-minded person you imagined, maybe he just left suddenly because of something." ”

"When I heard that you were about to leave, I was very reluctant! But I don't know how to make jokes like him to defuse my emotions, so I don't know how to make a sound. Really, I don't understand this. Lan Xi grumbled, taking a few sips of hot tea in a row.

"Hahaha, there is no feast in the world." Uncle Bin laughed, "He really doesn't understand women's hearts very well. Do you want me to tell you about his ex-girlfriend? ”

"Uncle Bin......" After Sister Sang took off the mask, she walked to the sink to wash her hands, and said, "You are telling Lin Yue's future girlfriend about his ex-girlfriend, isn't this deliberately trying to fix him!" ”

"What the hell is his future girlfriend......" Lan Xi retorted as he pointed to himself and blushed, "Also, what about his ex-girlfriend?" ”

Then Uncle Bin and Sister Sang kept snickering.

Uncle Bin looked at the wall clock on the wall, "It's almost half past ten, it's not too early, and it's not too late to find him on Monday." Or you can come tomorrow to play, it's best to come in the afternoon, usually he doesn't wake up so early, and he doesn't look good when he wakes up at noon. ”

"Okay."

Uncle Bin sent Lan Xi to the door: "If you are interested in his ex-girlfriend, you can always come and ask me, provided that he is not there!" ”

"This ......"

"Hahaha, don't make trouble, be careful on the road."

After bidding farewell to Lan Xi, Uncle Bin exhaled.

Sister Sang was about to wash and sleep, and dozed off and instructed Uncle Bin: "I won't wait for Lin Yue to come back, go to sleep first, and remember not to bolt the door." ”

"What do you sleep on...... Uncle Bin reprimanded his companion in a rare serious tone, and put on the coat hanging on the wall as quickly as possible, ready to go out in the middle of the night. Go find Lin Yue! ”

"What's wrong?" Sister Sang looked surprised.

"It's weird." Uncle Bin groaned into the room, took out his black box full of props, and walked out of the room still muttering to himself, "It's so weird." ”

He then explained: "With his character, he will not break the appointment at will. Even in today's situation, I think he met a demon. He would tell me as soon as he slayed the demon, whether it was a text message or a phone call. He has not heard from him yet, which means that it has not been resolved until now...... That's the problem! ”

"I also feel very disturbed by what you say. His strength is not covered, he must have encountered a particularly troublesome situation! Why didn't he tell us first? ”

"Maybe it's too urgent, or maybe it's too late to notify you when you suddenly find something terrible? No matter, hurry up! ”

Uncle Bin anxiously waited for Sang to be replaced. Five minutes later, she set off in simple clothes, bringing with her a few bottles of alchemy potion for emergency use.

The two went out overnight. According to Lan Xi's previous description, Lin Yue must have gone to the classroom to get back the hat he left behind.

So the two went to the classroom first to look for clues. Late at night, the door of the classroom was locked, and Sister Sang spilled some strange potions to melt the door.

The door of the classroom, which was originally very safe and blocked the way, instantly turned into a pile of mud that lost its shape.

"Wouldn't you be exaggerating like that......"

"If you're afraid of anything, you'll get back to shape later. It's you, hurry in and find clues. ”

Uncle Bin relied on his memory to find Lin Yue's location, rummaged through the drawer, and found that the hat had been removed. "He came and took his hat away, which shows what happened after he left the classroom...... No, there was no sign of fighting in the classroom, and there were no nearby ones, indicating that nothing unusual had happened here. ”

"Was he attacked?"

"He's more cautious than the two of us. It could be that he remembered something and ran away suddenly. ”

Sang Changxin looked around at the classroom filled with darkness, "Did he see some hidden demon here and go out to chase it?" ”

"I don't look like ......," Uncle Bin took out a compass-like prop from the black box.

That can temporarily replace the departed Shanshan's keen sense of smell to determine the existence of the demonic breath.

Then he judged: "There is no demonic aura here, there is no remnant at all. ”

"Maybe you came across something when you took your hat and went out?"

"It's impossible, I paid attention to the situation in the neighborhood when I came just now, and I didn't."

"Then what did he see here, so he changed his mind and suddenly disappeared?"

"That's right." Uncle Bin kept pacing back and forth in the narrow passage between the desks.

"Nothing has happened here, it's normal......" but still can't think of it. Thinking is tied in a dead knot.

"Uncle Bin......" Although Sister Sang couldn't help much in reasoning, she could only persuade him to calm down.

"Can you try to think with Lin Yue's thinking?"

"Okay, I'll try as much as I can. That guy's mind turns so fast, I can't necessarily fit in. Uncle Bin closed his eyes.

Everything has a cause. Therefore, there must be a cause for this sudden disappearance.

Lin Yue had been telling Uncle Bin that there was something wrong with the case of high sacrifice, and Uncle Bin also believed his doubts, so he stayed all the time.

It may be related to Lin Yue's previous suspicions.

Then, what did Lin Yue see here, or what did he think, so he suddenly changed his mind and went on a mission alone?

Has anything unusual happened to Class C? Recently, it has been peaceful, and there have been no more unusual incidents of high sacrifices.

To insist on saying something unusual, it is also outside of the demon incident.

Wrong. Uncle Bin remembered that Huang Yi hadn't come to class for more than a month. On the first day he was absent, Uncle Bin contacted his parents, but to no avail. The school also contacted the police, but it was still no longer possible.

He remembered that Huang Yi was able to use magic power, and he also showed magic power when he was dating Lin Yue, and took out the magic weapon. He didn't have a contract with a demon, so why did he have magical powers?

"Huang Yi is a philip...... He is the son of the Holy Devil...... We've all ignored that! ”

Sister Sang didn't know how he reasoned about it, but presumably there should be no mistake.

"This ...... Is there any connection to Lin Yue's disappearance? Could it be that Huang Yi made an appointment with Lin Yue again? ”

"No, no, it can't be. Think about it, if Huang Yi is a philip, then he may also be one of the sacrifices in the high sacrifices! ”

"But hasn't the prisoner already been arrested?"

"But that doesn't mean that only one prisoner wants to resurrect Naitinger."

"But since then there has been no skinning of the dead, or any more brutal murder."

"That's right. However, we have not found any of the previous sacrifices. Uncle Bin answered Sister Sang's questions one by one.

"No, no, I'm not thinking about this now, but going to find Lin Yue. Once he had an epiphany, it was very likely that he would go to the designated place where the High Sacrifice took place again to look for clues! ”

The rooftop of the library has long been cordoned off by the school, and no one has been to the rooftop since the murder occurred.

Uncle Bin walked up the stairs that led to the top of the school.

Walking to the last few steps, Sister Sang, who had a keen sense of smell, was able to smell the strong smell of blood through the closed metal door.

"There's blood!" This disgusting gore made her feel extremely uneasy.

"yes." Uncle Bin is calm on the surface, but his inner impatience is like boiling heat covered by a pot lid.

Smelling blood in the process of searching for a companion is a very unlucky and disturbing thing.

There was the sound of liquid dripping down the stairs, like a water funnel that counted death. There was blood on the stairs. "To be precise, there was blood seeping through the crack in the door and into the staircase."

Sister Sang couldn't help but shudder, not because of the cold. She hurriedly followed Uncle Bin, and inadvertently stepped on a soft thing, startling her and letting go of her foot.

Uncle Bin noticed Sister Sang's movement, turned his head, and picked up the thing. It was Lin Yue's newsboy hat, which had already soaked in blood. Sister Sang covered her mouth and leaned her back against the wall, not daring to move forward.

"It's just a hat."

Uncle Bin melted the door with Sister Sang's alchemy potion, and the endless night sky and the desolate white moon flashed in front of him.

The ears are full of the sad wind that is unique to cold nights.

There is a newly used summoning magic circle painted on the ground, which is newly drawn and has just been used.

What's even more terrifying is the blood that has only been half dried on it, as if it was originally spilled out in a bucket.

The most chilling thing is the severed blades of a certain knife that are thrown in various corners.

Uncle Bin looked up at the night sky, and without an answer, Lin Yue's clues were completely broken here.

No one wants to announce the superficial conclusions drawn here.

But beyond that, there are bigger challenges ahead.

"It seems that we have a stronger enemy to defeat. Let's go back and think about it for the long haul. ”

Sister Sang silently took out a large transparent sealed bag, which she improved to store all the alchemy materials without deterioration.

She picked up the broken "Blue Sakura" around her, as well as the fragments that could be found at the scene, and packed the hat she had found earlier in this bag.

Uncle Bin smoked a cigarette. Fireworks were originally prohibited on campus.

But at the moment...... What else can be done to soothe the mind? "Call Shanshan back."

3. On Monday, the first rain of December fell. The sky was so gray that it was impossible to tell whether it was morning or afternoon.

"The fire in East End Park has been burning for three days and there is no sign of stopping, and the police are investigating the cause of the accident......

"According to eyewitnesses, a large hole with a diameter of 20 meters was found on the Red Mountain in the western district, and the cause has not yet been identified......"

"There has been a huge locust plague in the agricultural areas of western China, which is rare in a century, and this year's crops have rarely failed...... Experts say they will do their best to stabilize food prices......"

After reading the news, Sister Sang curiously went back to the room to turn on the computer and searched the Internet over the wall.

The second piece of news turned out to have other details - about dozens of people committed mass suicide in the big hole.

Uncle Bin checked the regular price list with his mobile phone, and the medium rice had risen to 20 yuan a catty.

None of them bode well. Great catastrophe crept in with a palpable speed.

It's 5:45 p.m. Lan Xi arrives as usual to learn alchemy from Mr. Sang.

She put away her umbrella when she entered, patted the rain on her coat, changed into slippers and walked into the hall.

"Lin Yue didn't come today, and he will definitely not be absent from English class. So Rose didn't have a student who could respond positively to her lecture today, and she wasn't in a good mood. ”

"I didn't have time to tell you-" Uncle Bin brewed the finest Longjing tea and poured the hot water into the purple sand teapot, "He came back very late last night, and immediately received the edict of the organization, and set off for the mission early this morning." The content is quite tricky, and it will be a while before he returns. ”

"It's really rare for him to go out on a mission alone. I thought you'd always been working together. ”

Lan Xi sat down, took out a small notebook with a lot of alchemy lecture notes from his school bag, and waited for Teacher Sang to come out.

"Haha, there are exceptions to everything." Uncle Bin brought a cup of tea to Lan Xi's side, "It's so cold outside, let's drink a cup of tea first to suppress the shock." ”

"I sent him a message to apologize at noon today, but he didn't reply to me." Lan Xi took it and took a sip.

Warmth breaks into the atrium and spreads throughout the body.

"He must have been on a plane. But when I got there, there was still no signal. ”

Lan Xi played with the lone Pikachu doll on the couch and didn't respond.

"We're getting ready to leave, too." Uncle Bin took a sip of tea and told Lan Xi with a little regret.

"So suddenly...... Didn't you say you were going to stay until the end of the semester? ”

"We also had to go out on a mission, and we all had contact with Lin Yue. However, our poetry club will not be banned by the school for the time being, and we will come back when we are free. So you can rest assured. ”

At this time, Sister Sang came out of the room with red circles under her eyes.

"Mr. Sang, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, I just watched "Zhu Xian" broadcast last night, and I was so moved."

"Huh! Look at it! Baguio died so miserably! The so-called martial arts decency is not a good person! ”

The two chatted for a while.

"I'm leaving, I can't teach you alchemy for the time being, and I'm quite reluctant." Sister Sang took out a thick A4 notebook, "It contains the essence notes I took when I was studying with Master, I gave it to you, take it." ”

"This ...... Was it Mr. Sang's own handwritten notes? Matters to you, right? ”

"Take it, take it, I've known it by heart. With your qualifications, and as a Holy Blood Witch, you will definitely be able to digest it all soon. ”

Lan Xi took it, as if holding a valuable treasure, and then bowed heavily. Sister Sang turned her face away, tilted her head, and tried her best not to let her tears fall.

Lan Xi felt that today's atmosphere was weird, probably due to the sadness of the sudden parting.

"Today, I'm going to give you one last lesson, you have to be serious! Then review what you've learned in the past. ”

The hour-long lesson time flew by.

Uncle Bin listened curiously for the first time, but after a while he lay on the sofa, covered with a blanket, and fell asleep.

"Oh, that's good......" Sister Sang commented to Lan Xi, "You can graduate from the difficult course of alchemy!" ”

"How is it possible, I've only learned a little......" Lan Xi smiled shyly.

"I mean, graduated from the difficult course of elementary alchemy! The rest is up to you to teach yourself! ”

"Okay!" Lan Xi nodded, then stared at the closed bedroom door in the dormitory.

"By the way, Sister Shanshan is back?"

"That's right. But she was so tired when she came back last night that she slept until now. Night owls are like that. ”

"Say hello to her for me......" Lan Xi packed up the pen and notebook into his schoolbag, ready to go home, "I said a few days ago that I would go buy lipstick together!" ”

At this point, Lan Xi left the poetry club after saying goodbye and went home in the remnant sun.

Soon after, Shanshan came out of the room, seemingly never asleep at all. She felt that she didn't know how to lie and was afraid of being caught, so she simply hid in her room and watched TV all the time.

"You owe her a shopping trip." I don't know when Uncle Bin woke up, and he also heard the conversation between Sister Sang and Lan Xi, as well as what Shanshan said.

"Don't worry......" Shanshan came out and filled a small glass of water, drank it in one gulp, and continued: "Just now, while all of you were not paying attention, I stuffed a goodbye message note into her schoolbag and a lipstick for her. ”

Sister Sang and Uncle Bin were surprised, they never saw Shanshan's door open.

"When are you leaving?" Shanshan stood with her back against the wall, looked at Uncle Bin and asked, waiting for him to give the order.

"I'll leave later." Uncle Bin stretched his waist and was full of energy.

"The opponent is the ancient demon god Nadima. The organization has told me about its entrenchment. Later, we will return to the rooftop of the High Sacrifice, and jump to the Demon Realm through the magic array and the crack in another dimension, and eradicate the Demon God.

This is our battle, our revenge. If there's one thing the ultimate destination, it's that all four of us are together. ”

Originally, the organization didn't allow them to confront Naidinger directly, but Uncle Bin didn't care so much.

Shanshan listened calmly, and when she thought of Lin Yue, her face still fell involuntarily.

Everyone knows the odds of victory against the Ancient Demon God, but no one wants to say the word slim. Miracles still exist in a corner of this world.

"Actually......" Sister Sang had already packed up and put on her coat and came out, "I'm really not used to having one less bicker." If you win this time, you should avenge him; If you lose, you can go down and continue to fight with him. ”

"Win or lose." Shanshan is unpacked, ready to leave at any time.

"If you win, hang Nadinge's head on the door of the poetry society to ward off evil spirits! Lost, we just happened to be in hell and could get together a table to play mahjong, haha. ”

Each has a plan in his heart.

Uncle Bin had already prepared. The demon slaying props in the black box are all available, and the sword has been sharpened last night. This was the most well-prepared battle, but it was the one with the lowest chance of victory.

Before leaving, he calmly turned on the old-fashioned gramophone, played Beethoven's "Symphony of Destiny", and then took out a full glass of French brandy that was still in his collection.

"Here, cheers!"

The unusual rain became more and more intense, and the raindrops the size of beans frantically hit the glass windows, and the crackling sound was continuous.

Three goblets with a tiny amount of brandy left on the table.

Xie Xuanbin led his companions out, and he took a step forward first, bathing in the heavy rain before the battle.

The last warrior, disappeared into the water and fog.