Break cocoon into a butterfly.

Kou Dong's lips moved, but there was no sound. He could feel the little girl beside him closing his mouth tightly to avoid the exclamation from blurting out.

Thurse's voice didn't stop. Something flapped its wings in the darkness, and the movement gradually moved from a position parallel to them to the top of their heads. The two stood stiffly, sensing something touching their shoulders.

It was soft and strange to the touch, and almost instantly gave Kou Dong goosebumps.

The sound of wings flapping did not go far.

Left to right, then right to left. It is more like a circle around the two people in the room, flying wantonly in the vast gymnasium. Finally, the sound was transformed into a fine screeching noise that moved down slowly. A Xue's fingers moved uneasily, and she had a strange feeling, as if—

It's like opening your eyes and seeing what's in front of you.

It's watching them.

- its eyes, looking at them...

The sound of that thing stopped for a long time in front of Kou Dong. Immediately, Kou Dong's mouth and nose were a little itchy, and he heard a low grunt that seemed content. Immediately, a soft, boneless, hand-like limb touched his face, with five distinct fingers, but the skin it touched was extremely soft.

It was as soft as a piece of silk sliding past his face.

It arched up in the darkness, clinging to its prey. If Kou Dong could see it at this time, he would find that it was upside down, and the eyes on the wings were silently opened, not blinking. It stalled in the air, holding only the head of this satisfying prey with two bare, white arms, touching from top to bottom.

That modality is like a butterfly sucking pollen. It finally pried open the tightly closed lips of its prey, all the way down and deeper.

Kou Dong's stomach twitched, and he almost let out a retching from his throat. The thing seemed to sense his discomfort, too, and the soft touch wrapped around him, wrapping its wings tightly around him, eager to pull him closer.

Kou Dong faintly felt bad. Looking at the posture of this thing, I am afraid it will be tossed for a while. ——I may or may not be tossed to death.

But he couldn't say a word now, and A Xue, who was beside him, seemed a little anxious, and he called out his name a couple of times, but he didn't get a response. Kou Dong gradually felt suffocated, the air coming in from his nose and mouth became thinner a little bit, and his mind was also dizzy, and in the next second he would almost completely collapse into the arms of this thing—

The next second, Song Hong's anxious voice suddenly came from his ear: "Open your eyes, open your eyes!"

Kou Dong's heart trembled slightly, and he labored to lift his eyelids, opening his eyes completely. He saw Song Hong's gloomy face, and in his hand he was holding a desk lamp that he didn't know from which student, and a faint white light emanated from the desk lamp.

There was chaos in the arena, full of people crying in a panic.

Axue, who was beside him, trembled, and finally opened his eyes. Her first glance was also towards Kou Dong, but she was stunned for a moment, as if she wanted to say something, "You..."

Someone hurried past them, Song Hong said in a low voice, "Xiao Kai is dead."

"..."

This is actually what the three of them expected, but this moment is verified, and it still makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

"Let's not talk about this for now," Axue interrupted him and turned his face to Kou Dong, "...you have a look first."

Kou Dong didn't understand.

"Look at what?"

"Look at you."

A Xue said vaguely, "It... left something on you."

Her words were unclear, and Song Hong, who was beside him, finally turned his eyes to Kou Dong completely, looked up and down, and took a breath of cold air at this moment.

I don't know which student coughed and said with difficulty: "Where did the pollen come from?"

Kou Dong was slightly taken aback.

Then, he finally realized something and looked down at his clothes. He was wearing a school uniform that was no different from ordinary students. It was large and monotonous, with dangling trousers, a blue and white color that couldn't be seen when thrown into the crowd.

But such an ordinary piece of clothing glows under the lamp.

The fine and dense light seemed to be densely covered with something.

Kou Dong picked up a small piece of the collar. This action made him see clusters of flying powder, they rustled down, and they shone slightly in the air.

His scalp went numb and almost exploded.

"It's pollen." A Xue filled out what he had just said, and stretched out his hand and patted him slightly - the pollen flew up, making it difficult for people to breathe.

Her voice, whether it was disgust or something else, sounded odd, "It's all left on you."

from head to foot. Even the strands of hair are filled with such hidden shreds of light.

She had the remaining words before hesitating to say it. It was as if some kind of powerful creature was marking its own territory, and Kou Dong was the prey that it saw and raised in captivity.

Song Hong asked: "Where did you go? I didn't find you among me. - Where did you get so much pollen?"

A Xue didn't answer, but said: "First tell me what you saw."

Song Hong looked a little dazed, and then talked about what he saw.

"I was so sleepy that I finally opened my eyes and saw Xiao Kai. He was standing right there with you," he nodded to Kou Dong, "in front of you, only one step away from you."

"He's been staring at you."

Song Hong felt that something was wrong from then on, but he couldn't find out what was wrong.

It was not until he inadvertently exhaled a breath that it condensed into a white mist in the cold early morning, that the person in front of him was not breathing.

But when he turned his head, he was surprised to find that there was no white mist in front of Kou Dong who was standing in front of him.

—He was also not breathing.

Kou Dong interrupted him, "Can you see me?"

Song Hong was inexplicable, "Why can't you see it?"

Kou Dong said nothing. He clearly remembered that he didn't see either of the two when he didn't close his eyes. All he could see was Xiao Kai, who was staring at him.

A Xue also said, "I can see you before I close my eyes."

In this way, only Kou Dong can't see it. Kou Dong thought about it for a while, and felt that it was probably because he was being targeted as a prey at the time. Perhaps it thought that cutting off the other senses of the prey would make it easier for him to feel fear in his heart.

"After that," Song Hong said in a low voice, "he didn't move. In order not to miss clues, I turned on the light and saw him fall to the ground..."

Kou Dong and the two already knew what happened next. Something hatched from the mouth of the fallen Xiao Kai, and the person in front of him was nothing but an empty shell.

"At that time, I found that you kept your eyes closed, and I could only try to see if you could open them."

Kou Dong nodded, indicating that he understood.

The two of them also told Song Hong what they had heard and what they had not seen. Song Hong listened carefully, and immediately said: "So, there are two worlds, outside and inside."

He found a piece of paper and wrote "table" on it and "in" on the bottom.

"As far as I know, the way to enter the inner world should be to always close your eyes when you are awake. At this time, after entering the inner world, there is only an empty body left in the outer world."

"The real cause of human death should be the hatching of butterflies in the inner world. If there are too many uncontrollable negative emotions, people will become cocoons. Once such emotions dominate people's thinking, people will die."

The remaining two nodded, which was completely in line with what they had experienced.

"Then the problem is," Song Hong put down the pen, "This place, people's negative emotions can be amplified. How can we avoid being manipulated?"

This is the main problem they are currently facing, and the three of them look at each other.

After a while, Kou Dong sincerely suggested: "Why don't you listen to cross talk more?"

"..."

"..."

For a while, several people were silent. Song Hong raised his face and stared at the ceiling.

Listen more, cross talk?

What the hell is this idea?

Although he felt that this idea was unreliable from the bottom of his heart, at present, it seemed that there was no better way. Kou Dong started playing all kinds of cross talk jokes on his mobile phone all day long, and after playing it for a long time, even Song Hong was a little infected, and his speech had a taste of Zijing. No matter what Kou Dong said, he subconsciously wanted to give Kou Dong a slap in the face.

At the breakfast table the next day, he said dryly, "I think my words are a little off-kilter."

Kou Dong said casually, "Hi, no."

Axue on the opposite side: "..."

Don't think so, both of you are a little off-kilter.

She was concentrating on peeling a hard-boiled egg, when she saw that the Mediterranean teacher Mo also carried a plate and walked to another table. A student passed by him and accidentally rubbed him, his voice suddenly became high, and he shouted: "What?!"

The male student who bumped into him was also stunned for a while, and then he was a little inexplicable, "Didn't I just bump into you..."

"You just touched me?" Teacher Mo's voice was high, and he insisted, "You guys did it on purpose! None of you students have learned well, and they think about the teacher all day long... If you go out, you won't understand. Respect the teacher and respect the Tao, and after graduation, you can only be the scum of the society!"

In all fairness, that's a bit of an exaggeration. Song Hong frowned, put down his chopsticks, and looked at the other two at the table.

The male student couldn't help but get angry and gave him a hard look.

"baffling!"

"It's inexplicable?" Teacher Mo grabbed him by the collar, "Come here, come here for me—"

The two were talking, and they were about to fight. Song Hong and Kou Dong felt bad, so they both stood up, and finally separated the two. Teacher Mo hummed angrily, and when he sat down beside them, he kept saying: "Don't look at them, there are many ways to treat people. This must be intentional, they even let the water basin on the door These students all look like ghosts!"

Having said that, Kou Dong also understood that this Teacher Mo should indeed be a teacher in real life.

Perhaps it is still the kind of teacher who is not very popular with students and is easily bullied.

Because of this, his negative emotions were concentrated here, and he could easily be angered by a small action. It's not just because of what's happening in this world, but because of the grievances accumulated in the previous decades.

But he is also a teacher. Even in the face of these malice,

The copy just provided a mirror, reflecting their hidden negative emotions.

If this goes on, Teacher Mo is also in danger.

Gotta control.

Song Hong is also clear in his heart, but he is still a little worried, "How to control it?"

Kou Dong thought about it.

"Otherwise, Song Hong and I will tell you a cross talk?"

Song Hong: ...???

What?No, I'm not, I'm not

I don't have this feature!