"What are you scolding for? Is it stupid? Bu Jiuzhao raised his eyebrows and asked him, "I wanted to save Wu Yuehan and He Wei but were scolded back, do you have a feeling of being kind enough to do a donkey's liver and lungs?" You might as well be like you say no one will save you...... Bear two faces under one hood. ”

"Human nature is like this, and there is nothing surprising about it." Xie Yinxue was still smiling, her eyes fell on the pear blossom bracelet on her wrist, and she didn't know what she was thinking, "A good life and time should not be wasted on these little things." ”

Bu Jiuzhao asked again: "Then what is worth your waste?" ”

But Xie Yinxue didn't answer this question immediately, he paused for a long time before he whispered, "It's a lot...... Listen to the spring breeze and rain first, and sing away from the fungus; After the Mid-Autumn Festival, watch the frost wither and the summer green; Then for the passers-by I have not yet met and crossed the mountains and mountains, walked through the thousands of mountains and rivers in this world I have never been to, and finally continued to live, reminiscing about the endless new sorrows and old regrets of life, dreaming of the twilight, and reluctant to forget the people. ”

When Xie Yinxue said these words, Bu Jiuzhao only listened quietly and did not interject.

Until the end, Xie Yinxue asked him, "What about you?" ”

"Is there anything you want to waste your life and time on?"

“…… Waste? ”

Bu Jiuzhao lowered his eyes and savored the word repeatedly, and then sneered: "I have wasted too many lives and time, but none of them are what I want. ”

With that, he let go of Xie Yinxue's hand and looked at the desk—the last group of people besides Xie Yinxue were taking the [writing] class at the moment: Jiang Mo and Sun Lingxi.

Pei Qingrong, Wei Xiao, Chen Yun and Yun Meizhen, who had completed the course after Zhang Caixia and Jin Xi, did not have any special accidents during the class, such as the "routine operation" that was completely intimidating to scribble with the tip of the pen pulled by another force, they all directly ignored it.

After all, today's [writing] class is not as scary as yesterday's [reading] class, as long as you don't violate the taboo of letting go, and then master the skills of asking questions is actually very good to clear the level.

Therefore, Jiang Mo and Sun Lingxi quickly completed the [writing] class.

This also made everyone even more puzzled why Liu Yi had to ask if there would be a group class in the next few days when Bu Jiuzhao told him not to ask questions.

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Step Nine Cubs: A creature that only survives in the copy of "Death", a serious person when there are outsiders, and secretly tiptoe (bu) when there are no outsiders

Chapter 90

What if asked?

If there is no group, everyone will be happy, but if there is, wouldn't Liu Yi come to make such a play make others even more reluctant to team up with him?

This kind of behavior is tantamount to lifting a stone and shooting oneself in the foot, and everyone cannot understand it.

Besides, the questions that Bu Jiuzhao asked Liu Yi are not wrong: how can Liu Yi be sure that the "teacher" will tell him the real answer?

Everyone still doesn't know what the two circles drawn by the "teacher" when Bu Jiuzhao first asks a question, but they don't need to know, the only thing they have to do is to achieve the result of "completing the [writing] class" and getting the little red flower of the day.

At least today, it's not necessarily a good thing to take a long-term view.

Liu Buhua still blamed herself, and walked up to Bu Jiuzhao with her head down and apologized to him: "Bu Jiuzhao, I'm sorry, it would be nice if I teamed up with you just now." ”

"If you know, it's good."

Bu Jiu stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes only staring at Xie Yinxue who walked to the desk alone, and he didn't look at Liu Buhua, only hooked the corners of his lips, and said with a gloomy gaze: "Now you owe me a favor, and when I let you pay it back in the future, you must pay it back." ”

Although Liu Buhua felt that Bu Jiuzhao's request was very reasonable, he always had a feeling - Bu Jiuzhao had long known that Liu Yi would make these moths, and he deliberately teamed up with Liu Yi in order to make himself owe him a favor.

However, Liu Buhua immediately thought again: This is a copy of "Lock Immortal", if you don't get it right, you will die, how can someone deliberately joke with her own life?

So it should just be that he's overthinking, right?

Liu Buhua asked Bu Jiuzhao: "Will it be illegal?" ”

"No, it won't." Bu Jiuzhao frowned and said impatiently, "I can use you for illegal things?" ”

Liu Buhua scratched his head, feeling that there seemed to be something wrong with Bu Jiuzhao's words, but he couldn't say it for a while, so he agreed: "...... All right. ”

Hearing this, Bu Jiuzhao sneered, didn't talk to Liu Buhua again, and only focused on looking at Xie Yinxue.

On the desktop where everyone had just taken the [writing] class, a piece of paper had now been re-laid, the fluttering white paper was delicate and smooth, without a single flaw or stain, Xie Yinxue slowly stroked the paper with his hand, and a shadow appeared at the junction of the fingertips and the paper, which disappeared after the young man raised his hand.

Chen Yun presented the red pen in front of him with both hands, and said worriedly: "Mr. Xie, please be more careful. ”

Xie Yinxue was a participant she met in the first dungeon, and she had worked tirelessly to save her friend Chu Li because of her request, regardless of the payment, and her temperament seemed to be cold and detached, but in this dungeon, she secretly gave everyone a lot of hints, so that they could clear the customs so smoothly, so it was reasonable that she didn't want Xie Yinxue to die.

It's a pity that she is not strong enough after all, there are still many things to learn, and now all she can give Xie Yinxue is a word of concern.

"Thank you." Xie Yinxue took the red pen handed by Chen Yun and smiled at her, but then he said, "Chen Yun, can you bother to get another red pen for me?" ”

Chen Yun was slightly stunned when she heard this, although she didn't understand why Xie Yinxue wanted to take another red pen, but she still did as she said: "Of course you can." ”

After Xie Yinxue put the second red pen into the cuff of his left hand, he thanked Chen Yun again warmly: "Thank you." ”

"It's just a matter of effort." Chen Yun waved his hand and said, "You are too polite. ”

Xie Yinxue lowered her eyes and smiled, but put the first red pen on the table, then stretched out her right arm and began to give herself ...... Roll up your sleeves?

Although Xie Yinxue's sleeves are indeed looser, it doesn't prevent him from playing with the pen fairy, right? He Wei was still wearing a suit that was more inconvenient to move just now, but everyone didn't see how he was affected when he and Wu Yuehan did a class demonstration.

Everyone was confused in their hearts, but Xie Yinxue's dress and style of behavior had always been out of place with others, so they just watched from the sidelines as the young man pulled his blue sleeve to his elbow, revealing his slender and thin, snow-white arms.

After the sleeves were rolled up, the pear blossom bracelet that was covered in sterling silver on his wrist and only had a bright gold gilt light was also completely revealed in front of everyone, and with Xie Yinxue's movements, it gently knocked on the tabletop, making a crisp and pleasant, like a pearl and jade striking sound.

So everyone couldn't figure out what Xie Yinxue was doing with his sleeves rolled up - it was to hinder him from holding a pen later, but shouldn't it be the pear blossom bracelet that was more in the way? However, Xie Yinxue didn't move the bracelet at all.

He Wei wondered: "What kind of pear blossom bracelet does a man wear?" chirping. ”

Zhang Caixia rolled her eyes at him: "I think Xie Yinxue is much more manly than you." ”

"Don't make any noise!" Jin Xi let out a low snort, motioned for both of them to shut their mouths, and then frowned and listened carefully, "There seems to be footsteps outside." ”

Wei Xiao pricked up his ears and said after a few seconds, "I seem to have heard it too." ”

It was a "click" sound coming from outside the classroom, like a heel colliding with the ground, from far and near, and finally stopped at the door of their 302 classroom.

Everyone followed the sound and looked towards the back door, and due to the height limit, the first thing that caught their eyes was a pair of slender calves in red high heels.

These legs were exactly the same as the ones they saw under the table in classroom 404, but they couldn't see them again after they came to classroom 302.

What they saw under the table in classroom 302 was a pair of gender-indistinguishable human legs wearing blue trousers and ordinary white canvas shoes, as if it was the teacher of classroom 302.

So who is the owner of the calves of these red high heels?

When everyone looked up, they saw a familiar face—the person who came was dressed in red as blood, and it was the teaching director who gave them small red flowers every day, his smile was always distorted and weird, and his eyes were cold.

"Xie Yinxue guessed correctly...... Ji Shanshan covered her mouth and nose with her hands in horror, and whispered, "The teacher in classroom 404 is really her ......"

Zhang Caixia stroked her chest and muttered: "This is not a classroom demonstration, the identity of the representative of the teaching director is still a teacher, so she has no right to ask questions, only Xie Yinxue can ask, as long as Xie Yinxue doesn't make a mistake in asking questions, there should be nothing wrong, right?" ”

But Pei Qingrong twisted his eyebrows and said: "You got the point wrong, the difficulty of this class is not to ask questions at all, but how to send the 'teacher' away." ”

Pei Qingrong woke everyone up in three words: Yes...... Although the right to ask questions is in Xie Yinxue's hands, the two people who need to hold a pen to ask the "teacher" and send the "teacher" away need to cooperate at the same time, and the teaching director will cooperate with Xie Yinxue to summon the "teacher", but he may not be willing to help him send the teacher away.

When everyone heard this, they all felt that Xie Yinxue was more than lucky, and thought that if he was replaced by Liu Yi, then I am afraid that he could be directly sentenced to death.

However, Xie Yinxue, the person who was sweating hard for all the participants, looked at the teaching director who stood opposite him and did not look like a living person, but his expression was still calm, and his eyes were unwavering, making it impossible to guess what he was going to do.

In the next moment, he still smiled and said humbly to the dean, "Please." ”

When the teaching director heard this, he stretched out the back of his hand with dark spots all over it, and his right palm was blue-gray like a corpse, held the red pen and placed it vertically on the table, Xie Yinxue saw this, and also stretched out his right hand and grabbed the pen with her.

Then, the two of them opened their lips and read in unison:

"Teacher, are you there? Teacher, please come, I invite the teacher, come and draw a circle......"

Xie Yinxue's voice is still as soft and clear as in the past, and it is reassuring to listen to, but the teaching director's timbre is completely different from him, it is a sound that is worse than fingernails scraping the blackboard.

Speaking of which, everyone has been in this copy for so many days, and today is the first time they have heard the dean speak, and they usually don't see her speak. Now listening to her voice, everyone knows why she didn't speak.

— because most of her tongue had been cut off.

Only the vague mutilation of flesh and blood was still lying in her mouth, barely able to make some hoarse and messy sounds, and every time she spoke, the dark blood was still dripping down her chin, making her already terrifying more and more terrifying.

Not only was it painful for everyone to listen, but they felt that it was also painful for the teaching director to speak herself, so she almost never spoke, and after reciting the words of inviting immortals three times, she completely shut up, and it seemed that she really had no intention of helping Xie Yinxue send the "teacher" away.

Faced with this scene, Wu Yuehan couldn't bear to look over, and didn't dare to continue watching; Chen Yun also clenched his fists, only to feel that his heart sinked to the bottom with a thud; Zhang Caixia even patted her thighs and sighed repeatedly, not understanding why Xie Yinxue had to wade into this muddy water, not to mention that the two of them were just godfathers and godsons, even if they were biological sons, they might not be able to worry about that blood relationship in this kind of place.

If Liu Buhua wants to save people, let him save it himself, and now Xie Yinxue folds himself here, just for a white-eyed wolf Liu Yi, is it worth it?

When everyone looks at Xie Yinxue now, their eyes are similar to looking at a dying person.

However, what Xie Yinxue, the "dying man", said in the next moment, made everyone more and more stunned and shocked, because he actually asked: "Teacher, teacher, please tell me, what is my final grade?" ”

The range of answers to this question is much more than Wu Yuehan and He Wei's question of "what is the final grade". Most importantly, it's a question of death!

The answer to it, which was revealed at the very beginning, was: death.

Obviously, Xie Yinxue had already reminded everyone not to ask questions with too wide answers, why did he deliberately make such a mistake now? Is it because he didn't die fast enough and wanted to die early before he took the initiative to send his neck to the enemy's knife?

No one could understand this move, but apparently the teaching director was very satisfied with Xie Yinxue's "enthusiastic suicide" behavior, "giggled" and looked at the movement of the red pen, and drew a "one" on the table.

That was the first drawing of the word "death".

Immediately after the red pen began to move again, wanting to complete the word "death", who knew that just as the pen peak was about to turn around, Xie Yinxue shook off his left sleeve, shook out the red pen he asked Chen Yunduo to take in the sleeve pocket, picked up the pen cover with one hand, and then poked the tip of the pen at his right wrist.

The tip of the red pen pierced the flesh, pierced the wrist bone, and finally pierced the tabletop, completely fixing the young man's right hand on the desk with only a "bang" sound.

The voice was not loud, it was a little muffled, and it was so heavy that it was frightening, and everyone was stunned.

Xie Yinxue's expression has not changed too much from beginning to end, and she is still smiling as before, gentle and humble.

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Liu Buhua: I feel like I've fallen into a trap.

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Chapter 91

It's just that the smile on his face should only be boundless ridicule and mockery in the eyes of the teaching director.

Therefore, the smile on the head of the teaching director suddenly disappeared, and his eyes were about to tear and stare at the young man's blood, and even the pear blossom bracelet was splashed with a lot of red spots on his right wrist, but no matter how angry it was, as long as Xie Yinxue did not let go of the five fingers of his right hand, the red pen could not move again to finish writing the word "death".

And what does only one "one" represent? This is a completely meaningless answer, and it can't be said at all.

Everyone was also shocked that Xie Yinxue's determination was difficult to come back to their senses, so they saw the teaching director who was gritted and angry raised his left hand and grabbed the red pen that fixed Xie Yinxue's right wrist, wanting to pull out the red pen.

"Be careful!"

The rest of the people were so frightened when they saw this scene that they couldn't help but remind the young man loudly, and even Bu Jiuzhao frowned, and subconsciously took a step forward.

However, their worries were unnecessary, because before the teaching director's hand touched the red pen, Xie Yinxue's equally raised left hand clamped his wrist, and he was stuck in mid-air, the young man's figure seemed to be weak, but at this moment it was like the most difficult mountain in the world, even if the teaching director used his strength to the point that the green tendons burst out and the finger bones were twisted, he could no longer press his left hand forward and down.