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Chapter 69 Seeing is not believing (IX)
At this moment, the psychology teacher was satisfied to see the huge cocoon in the body of the girl in front of her. The mature adult worms agitated slightly, propping up the surface of the cocoon high, revealing the soft and tough skeleton of the wings from the inside.
It sucked the flesh and blood of this young and tender body, chewing unhurriedly, like a silkworm devouring a leaf.
Song Hong's voice trembled slightly. He tugged at the sleeve of the little girl beside him, and whispered to her, "Axue?"
no respond.
This quietness made Song Hong's heart drop again, and he actually felt a bit of remorse. A Xue has always been a very reliable partner, he didn't even think about what kind of situation the other party would lose control of.
She is more like the kind of person who can think calmly even when a knife is stabbed into the flesh.
But this copy seems to have firmly grasped her weakness, which made Song Hong feel bad. His nerves were tense, and he suddenly stepped forward to block the little girl behind him, vigilantly guarding against the NPC in front of him, preventing him from saying any more exciting words.
But the young psychologist just smiled, and there was an exasperating magnanimity in that smile. He didn't look at the two again, and only turned his attention to Kou Dong.
"You don't look good either," he said in a heart-warming low voice, stroking the delicate skin of the person in front of him, "Go back with the teacher, and I'll get you some medicine, eh?"
Kou Dong only thought for a second, and then decided to agree.
"OK."
At this moment, the man in front of him was stunned. He stared at the person in front of him, seeming a little weird.
"Okay," Kou Dong said again, raising his eyes to look at him. Compared with the man's eyes that suddenly lit up due to unexpected joy at this time, his pupils were dark, cold and calm, "I also want to ask Teacher Si for advice."
Song Hong: "...???"
No, he didn't understand - this NPC looks like a malicious person, why does Kou Dong really want to go back and ask for advice?
Isn't this the little sheep sending it into the wolf's mouth? !
He was a little anxious and hard to say, so he could only wink at Kou Dong. Kou Dong didn't seem to see it at all, and said calmly, "I just don't know if Teacher Si is convenient or not."
The psychiatrist looked overjoyed, unabashedly exuding excitement from every invisible pore on that face.
"How can it be inconvenient," he said, "you are welcome at any time."
He stepped back restrainedly, and extended an arm gentlemanly, leading to his office.
Kou Dong didn't move.
This time, the man's eyes froze a bit, and his voice was slightly cold.
"What, do you regret it?"
Kou Dong shook his head.
"No," he said slowly, and threw out a thunderbolt lightly, "it's just that it's not very convenient in the office, if Teacher Si wants... can I go to your dormitory?"
Everyone present: "...??!!!"
What kind of sudden slapstick operation is this - even if you are alone with the NPC, he actually asks to go to his dormitory!
Do you think that you are not dying fast enough?
This time, everyone else was really stunned. When he turned his head to look at the NPC again, the NPC calmed down from those words, his eyes suddenly became dark and deep, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was hard to see-according to Song Hong's eyes, that smile was with him. Like tens of millions of jackpots, it can't be covered.
Just like the big bad wolf who watched the little sheep jump into his den, no matter how he looked at it, he had a bad intentions.
Song Hong's heart almost trembled. If Kou Dong stood in front of him, he could call the other party's head with his hand to see if the other party was blinded by lard. He swallowed and made up for his teammates: "That's not what he meant..."
The inexplicable teammate said, "No, that's what I meant."
Song Hong: "..."
Song Hong is really going to scream, brother, you can't keep hovering on the edge of death!
If you come like this again, the gods can't save you - why didn't you make a special trip to find it!
There were thousands of words in his heart to say, but he couldn't say anything because of the presence of the NPC, so he could only watch Kou Dong follow the young psychologist's ass. Xu was to prevent him from changing his mind halfway and running away. From time to time, the psychology teacher turned to look at him, and finally slowed down and walked side by side with others.
When Kou Dong passed by Song Hong, he whispered to him, "Don't worry."
Song Hong's face was a little paralyzed, staring at him.
Don't worry, brother, it's so easy for you to say.
He can somewhat understand Kou Dong's thoughts. The three of them turned around the teaching building, but they didn't gain much. I'm afraid the important node of the copy is not here. In this way, the residence of the important NPC, the psychological teacher, has become a mysterious map, and it is very necessary to go in and explore.
But before that, all he wanted was to secretly get the key to the NPC and sneak in while the psychology teacher was in class. In fact, he thought all normal people would think so.
... Where is there someone like Kou Dong who opens his mouth and asks the NPC to take him in!
The key is that the NPC also agreed?
Didn't he say, big brotherisn't your NPCs so easy to talk about, when you open a new map, you open a new map!
He watched Kou Dong go farther and farther, and his heart was exhausted.
Since one teammate entered this dungeon, he has been in a stance that he wants to kill with a knife; the other is better, simply go to the enemy's lair with a slapstick operation. What kind of luck is he? Why has his teammates become more worry-free than each other since he came here?
The NPC's dormitory is cleaner than expected. The furniture has no superfluous colors, mostly black, white and gray, showing a cold taste from top to bottom.
"Tea or milk?"
When Kou Dong looked around the room, he heard the man's question. He came back to his senses and replied, "Tea."
The psychiatrist turned his back to him and opened the oddly large refrigerator for a single-person dormitory. Kou Dong's line of sight was blocked by the man's back, and he could only vaguely see what colorful things were stored in the head portrait, but it was only a flash, and he couldn't see it clearly-suddenly, the man took out a cup from the top of the refrigerator. The can of milk was put into the microwave without any fuss.
"Drink milk," he said lightly, "that way you can grow taller."
Kou Dong: "..."
He has a mmp, and he will say it now.
"I'm not short!"
It's just - it's just that this copy has compressed his height. Is he a proper 178 in the real world!
The psychic teacher's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, as if a little smile was leaking from them. He crossed his legs on the chair and motioned to Kou Dong, "Sit."
In fact, there is not much furniture in such a single dormitory. It's just an ordinary one-bedroom and one-bathroom, with only a bed, a table, and a chair.
Now that the man sat on the chair himself, Kou Dong could only sit on the bed.
But perhaps because of the man's inexplicable gaze, Kou Dong was also insensitive to the bed. I don't know if it was his delusion or not, but he always felt that as long as he got a little bit of that sheet on, he might never get off again.
But he can't stand all the time, can he?
Kou Dong swept it, simply stood on tiptoe, pushed the book on the table, and sat down on the table in an unpolished manner.
The psychologist's smile seemed to freeze.
In fact, Kou Dong thought he wouldn't be too happy. After all, this NPC usually wears glasses and is polite, and the folds of his pants can be used as a ruler. There is no dust on the ground. He looks like a cleanliness. of Virgo.
Hey - what to do, he just likes to do things that make NPCs unhappy.
Kou Dong sat more casually, hanging his legs from the table, pressing his slightly sweaty hands on the table, and unsurprisingly found that the corners of the man's lips became more and more stiff, as if frozen.
"I'm so sorry, Teacher Si," he said with a smile, "I'm bothering you."
Diarrhea? It's best for you to die, and it's even better if you can get rid of your inner demons.
The man's eyes fell on his hand, his throat rolled slightly, and he leaned back after a long while.
"No," he said, "you are always welcome."
Just pretend, you old pervert.
Kou Dong didn't fight him, but said, "Mr. Si seems to be very excited. Don't students usually come to you?"
The psychology teacher replied: "How can they get in."
He looked at the young man in front of him thoughtfully, his eyes stayed on the slender neck for a while, and the light-colored eyes returned to the young man's face again.
"Tell me about your troubles?"
Kou Dong's distress was true or not, but he only said that he was a little scared because of the consecutive accidents in the past few days. Although these words could not completely convince the NPC, they did not feel that something was wrong. He didn't show any surprise after hearing what he said. Instead, he stood up and brought the cup of warm milk.
"Drink some milk," the man put the china cup in front of him, "it will help you relax."
Kou Dong was wary of NPCs, and his lips just made a mark on the mouth of the cup, making it look like he was drinking. don't know if the young psychologist saw it, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Is there any way the teacher can help me?"
"There are many ways." The man tapped the armrest for a while, his voice lower, "As long as you listen to the teacher."
His voice was deep and elegant, reminiscent of a musical instrument. A soft and soothing violin song was playing in the speaker next to him. He moved his fingers and spoke to Kou Dong slowly.
"Since when did you start feeling scared?"
"In the beginning."
"Really? What kind of picture makes you sick?"
Kou Dong said, "When I saw the corpse..."
As he spoke, he propped up a table warily. don't know if it was his illusion, but he actually felt that the table top was softening, as if it was slowly sinking into a pool of warm water.
At the same time, his eyelids gradually became heavier, almost overlapping up and down, fighting with each other.
Kou Dong's heart froze slightly, realizing that he might still be hit.
He looked around without a trace, pinched his palm with his fingers, and felt a sharp pain. The pain made him a little awake, and only then did he smell a very faint aroma in the room.
It was not there when he entered the door, and the scent gradually appeared after he entered. At that time, he was already in it, and he didn't even notice it.
Kou Dong hit a straight ball and directly asked the man what it tasted like.
The psychology teacher obviously didn't expect him to find something wrong, so he smiled and said that it was the incense in the room.
Kou Dong said, "Can the teacher put out the incense? I'm a little allergic to this smell."
His words sounded grand and did not go against the truth at all. Although the NPC didn't want to be destroyed, he couldn't find a reason to refute it. After all, he was still playing a teacher, so he couldn't really ignore the demands of the students.
He was silent for a while, and blew out a stick of incense in the little censer.
Kou Dong still felt breathless. He stood up and said, "I'll open the window..."
The window was in front of the table, Kou Dong stretched out his hand and tried to push the window open a crack. At that moment, he vaguely glimpsed a little black, and when he pushed it completely away, he realized that it was a car parked downstairs. The car logo is hidden by a tree trunk above, but the semi-smooth and unusual lines that can be exposed make people see that it is expensive at a glance.
It's a luxury car.
This thought only flashed in Kou Dong's mind, and then he narrowed his eyes.
It's not uncommon for the car to be parked, but Kou Dong looked at the car and felt familiar.
He seems to have seen it somewhere.
But it doesn't look like a car he can afford.
The man's breath came from above his head, and the psychologist stood up at some point, just behind him.
"how?"
Kou Dong didn't look back and asked, "Is the car downstairs the teacher's?"
He had a strange intuition, as if a very important thought had slipped out of his mind in a split second, but he could not grasp it.
The psychiatrist said, "Yes."
He looked out and said, "What?"
The boy didn't answer, but there was a strange feeling in his heart that he couldn't tell the truth. He fixedly stared at the car downstairs before shaking his head for a long time.
"No, nothing."
Without waiting for the man to speak again, Kou Dong preemptively said, "I'm a little dizzy, can the teacher pour me a glass of water?"
The psychology teacher helped the pair of thin gold-wire glasses, the amber pupils behind the lenses flashed slightly, but he didn't say anything, and went straight into the kitchen. Kou Dong watched him go in, and immediately jumped forward a few steps on his hind feet, reaching for the refrigerator.
It's now!
When he first entered the door, he felt that something was wrong. This refrigerator was indeed a bit big for a person who lived alone.
Especially the double door! What does the NPC want such a big refrigerator for? Is it okay to test how many steps it takes to close the elephant in the refrigerator?
The man's slender back was still in the kitchen, Kou Dong held his breath and opened the refrigerator door—
The refrigerator was empty, save for two jugs of milk. It was as if the colorfulness he had just glanced at was just an illusion.
In disbelief, Kou Dong stretched his hand in and groped up and down, but there was nothing—only at the edge, he felt a little phosphorous powder, and a faint light flashed on his fingertips.
A man's voice suddenly came from behind: "The water is ready."
Kou Dong raised his head, his eyes just hitting the pupils of the young psychology teacher.
The psychiatrist smiled at him calmly, looking gentle and amiable. It is rare that his straight white shirt is not neatly tucked into his waist, and the whole person seems to be more approachable than usual, with a kind of home-like atmosphere.
Kou Dong was caught looking for clues, but he didn't show any embarrassment, and closed the refrigerator door quite naturally.
"Oh, I want to see if there is mineral water in Teacher Si's refrigerator. I didn't expect Teacher Si's refrigerator to be so clean."
The NPC replied: "I don't usually stay at home."
Kou Dongxin said, why are you a bachelor not at home, busy planting your little butterfly outside?
"My lover passed away a few years ago," the NPC said, putting the water glass back on the table, "After that, I don't really want to go home."
He looked at the room slowly, and said in a low voice, "It seems that this place still smells like him."
There was nostalgia in his eyes.
"I still remember him crying here..."
Kou Dong got goosebumps a little. After the baptism of these dungeons, he is no longer the love anchor who believed that the game was full of sweetness. If it is put in a love game, this cry may simply refer to the grievances of the other party, and then the NPC will come forward to comfort him, talk about life and ideals with him, and lean on each other to be gentle-this is a normal drama.
But in this game where everyone is perverted, Kou Dong couldn't help but associate this cry with other things.
It's not that he is dirty.
This is because this game is so dirty.
He took a step back, a vague sense of being stared at.
The psychologist stroked his neatly trimmed nails.
"He cried a lot at that time," he said softly, "with tears streaming down his face, he couldn't stand still, he could only lean against me, and he kept shaking—"
"He was so beautiful back then."
He likes beautiful butterflies that he can hold in the palm of his hand.
The sound of the wind flapping wings seemed to sound in Kou Dong's ears again. He took a step back again, and his throat was inexplicably tense: "Teacher, then I'll go first."
——This posture seems to be a little bad.
"Don't worry," the psychology teacher said graciously. "It's okay to go back to the dormitory. Why don't you stay with me for a while—what else do you want to eat? The teacher will make it for you."
How could Kou Dong dare to eat what he made? It looks more like the NPC is about to eat him right now. He weighed in his mind the possibility that he would win against the opponent, and glanced at the door from the corner of his eye.
But the NPC was right in front of him, with his hands on his shoulders, Kou Dong was stunned and couldn't run away.
He was a little pissed.
"you"
Just then, someone downstairs suddenly shouted, "Kou Tiantian!"
Kou Dong was taken aback.
It was a very clean male voice, it sounded young, and it also showed a hint of youth.
"Kou - sweet - sweet!"
The voice got louder and called again.
Kou Dong reacted, took a few steps to the window, and responded loudly: "I'm here! Who's looking for me?"
His hair was blown up by the wind outside the window, and when he looked down, he saw the face of a young boy raised up. The brows on that face were as black as ink, the eyelashes were especially long and striking, the profile of the face was clear and clean, the blue and white school uniform was blown up, and he was carrying a schoolbag that had not been pulled up, looking a little in a hurry.
Kou Dong believed that he was never someone who saw faces, but at first glance he felt quite right. This is the kind of appearance that Yan control can't pick out. He was surprised to find that he still eats this kind of youthful appearance.
Especially—that face looked a little familiar.
Is this person his classmate?
Why is he not impressed at all?
Before Kou Dong could remember who he was, the boy had already waved at him: "Come down! Why are you still up there? The teacher is looking for you!"
When Kou Dong heard it, this feeling is good, a ready-made reason to run away. He hurriedly bid farewell to the NPC, regardless of the NPC's suddenly tense expression when he saw the young man. The boy below followed him, and held his hand tightly the moment he jumped down the stairs, and then a voice resenting that iron could not be made of steel sounded: "You actually came by yourself, do you know how dangerous it is?"
Kou Dong heard this voice quite familiar, but he just couldn't remember which of his classmates was, "Who are you?"
The boy's footsteps stopped, and his voice suddenly tightened.
"You do not know who I am?"
Kou Dong: "..."
Should he know?
He remembered those campus novels he read in reality. Could it be that this person is also an important NPC, that is, those legendary campus figures, the F4 who everyone knows about?
He tentatively said, "Are you the school grass?"
As soon as the words came out, Kou Dong knew something was wrong. Because the face of the school grass on the opposite side has not only not changed from good-looking, but it has become more tense.
It was so tight that Kou Dong was a little worried that the child would stretch his thin skin.
What a beautiful face, why not cherish it.
He was in pain, but the young man gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence from his mouth: "Okay."
A big question mark popped out of Kou Dong's head.
"You were having a good time," the boy said, gritted his teeth, "you can't even remember me at all."
What the hell, Kou Dong thought in shock, why does this sound so sad?
Did he develop an unspeakable relationship with another NPC? impossible! Should not be!
He, Kou Dong, is not that kind of scumbag! !
The young man suddenly called him seriously: "Kou Tiantian."
Kou Dong: "?"
Teenager: "You said, if I grow up, you will call me dad."
Kou Dong: "...???"
Kou Dong was full of inexplicable, saying that classmates, you have made a mistake, why I will call you dad when you grow up.
You call me more or less, little brat.
The young man in front of him stared at him, both angry and like love. After a long time, he raised his hand and pinched him fiercely in the face.
Kou Dong clutched his pinched cheeks and felt aggrieved to death, feeling that this person was really sick.
Where is there nothing to pinch other people's faces!
They don't know each other!
The teenager withdrew his fingers from the face of the person in front of him, and a red mark appeared.He was finally at ease, and looked at Kou Dong with his hands behind his back.
"Don't remember who I am?"
Kou Dong held his face and looked up at him again.
I couldn't see clearly upstairs, but when went downstairs, found that the boy was slightly taller than him by half a head, and his legs were also long and well-proportioned.
Kou Dong remembered that his cub also had these long legs.It's just a pity that it's as high as a slap, so you can't see it.
……etc.
Speaking of his cub...
Kou Dong suddenly became excited.He opened the luggage compartment, and as expected, the sleeping cub was gone, and only half of the eggshell remained in the luggage compartment, with the words "Evolved" written on it.
Holy shit!
Kou Dong looked at the eggshell, and then at the person in front of him, full of disbelief—
Slaughter, trough, trough, trough
His son has changed from a mobile portable version to a normal version!