my teacher

Who is talking to me?

Qu Cangmang only felt that the not-so-loud, faintly scattered voice was very familiar to his ears, but he just couldn't remember where he heard it.

It seems that this is not the first time something like this has happened.

Mingming always seems to be wandering in his mind, but he can't remember... who is that person.

Yes, maybe, because of the accident ten years ago.

Ten years ago, Qu Cangmang was still young, not yet of the legal age to work, and he lived only on a meager monthly government subsidy. Although his life was a bit simple, he lived a very comfortable life.

At that time, even if he opened his eyes early, he didn't have any ability to attract souls and catch ghosts.

It's just that I am keenly aware that my physique is a little different from ordinary people. I can see people flying around above my head, those huddled under the car, lying on the side of the road, etc., those people who are invisible to others.

Although I can't communicate with him, I know that this should not be said to others.

So every time I just avoided it as if nothing had happened, pretending that I didn't hear those who complained, "This man stepped on my foot." "This woman is wearing a pair of floral underwear." .” something like this.

Until one day, he found that he could touch those with his own hands, and even secretly put the little red flowers lying flat on the top of their heads, laughing with them and chatting easily, the peaceful days were completely over.

What terrible things happened during that time, and he can't remember the specific process.

He forgot all the dangers, but clearly understood that only half of his life was left.

Moreover, not to mention the loss of taste, he also lost a whole year of memory.

Even after being repeatedly baptized by Meng Po Tang, her memory improved by leaps and bounds, and she never remembered what happened in that year.

Met people again, what happened.

In the cloudy year, the moon is cloudy and the sun is born, the moon is full and the night is full, and the palm lines are strange.

He is Qu Cangmang, a balancer who has started to flexibly use his physical advantages to walk between Yin and Yang, and a supplier with high integrity.

The slender eyelashes fluttered slightly. After being washed with the unique broth of Meng Po's gold-lettered signature, Qu Cangmang's body is clean and transparent, with few hairs, but the hair and eyelashes are extremely thick and black. With a slight movement, the silhouette under the sunlight is like two small fans .

His Adam's apple was rolling, and his mouth was extremely thirsty. Someone fed a fragrant and pleasant liquid from the corner of his mouth, a bit like fruit juice, and a bit like drinking scented tea.

Wait, it tastes sweet!

Sweet but not greasy, with endless aftertaste.

The moist feeling at the corner of his mouth reminded Qu Cangmang that this was not a dream, and the feeling of lifting his waist and supporting his back was definitely not an illusion.

Never had such a real dream, and with his physique, he has not been entangled by the succubus for many years.

In the end, who is it.

He slowly raised his eyelids, half-closed his eyes, and tried to look at everything around him, "Yes...cough..."

"Cook, cook!" The rare and honest cat who didn't have any wrong thoughts was serving his family's cook to replenish water.

Even though a certain tree slapped it severely before leaving, and gave a very stern warning, the cat couldn't stand it anymore, and his heart was about to move, and instead of scratching its paws, it stared wildly.

The bloody T-shirt had already been replaced and thrown away. The S-shaped Qu Cangmang was wearing XXL pajamas with the neckline wide open. His skin was fair, and the spring was faintly visible below.

It is rare to see Lao Shi who is disheveled and docile lying down. You must know that this person sleeps like a war every night, and if he gets close to him, he will be kicked away, so naturally the cat can't really stop.

Unexpectedly, Qu Cangmang unexpectedly opened his eyes at this moment.

What catches Lao Wet's eyes is the cat's wretched YD smile that has not had time to hide.

Fuck - hell -

Qu Cangmang punched at the face, and half of the cat's face was bruised, which showed that it was full of power and showed no mercy.

"Beating people is not slapping the face, woo woo woo... I was wronged to boil people, and I didn't do anything!" Thinking about it, it is not against the law.

The cat jumped away pitifully with its tail in its arms, afraid that it would be incited by his great cook again in the next second.

He is glamorous, tall, beautiful, domineering and peerless handsome!

"It will be too late when you do it." Qu Cangmang sat up abruptly from the bed, flashing memories in his mind, and fixed his eyes on the wall clock on the wall.

It's six o'clock in the morning.

He never thought that it would be in his bedroom.

How did you come back?

And who sent him back?

How to deal with the blood sprayed at the door of the student dormitory?

Qu Cangmang lowered his head and stared at the palm of his right hand, suppressing the continuous power surging in his body, and asked in a low voice, "Who brought me back."

"It's me." The cat was boastful and answered very fluently.

"Is that so?" Qu Cangmang smirked, really wanting to find a whip to beat this guy hard.

When I don't see the guilt in your eyes?

"Zhou Ren...I..." Mao's eyes flickered again, but he straightened his back suddenly, and said proudly, "I recorded the treasure appraisal program that Zhu Ren wanted to watch."

"Oh." Qu Cangmang responded with a lack of interest, and he just searched for it on the Internet and found it.

I was thinking about how to get the words out of Maoyou's mouth, but I didn't see the thoughtful eyes of the other party.

The cat is also very strange, how could the tree, which has not shown its real body for thousands of years, cook people for its own family, and disturb the tree soul buried deep under it?

Moreover, the sweet smell on Zhu Ren's body was completely covered by his breath, even if Zhu Ren went to the other five sessions and walked around to pick things up, no one would dare to stop him and make trouble.

Such a well-intentioned person does not want to be discovered by others, and it is for the sake of Mao!

Can you also reward me with a bite of the fruit of paralysis? A bite can increase my skill for 50 years! Help!Will there be a reward if you serve our family well?

The cat was tangled up in his mind, and Qu Cangmang didn't even know about it.

"Oops, self-study early!" Qu Cangmang lifted the quilt and went straight to the bathroom to wash up.

And standing on the other side of the quilt, a certain one in the form of a cat didn't pay much attention, and just threw it out with such a "swish".

With little force, he hit the floor.

The cat is head down again, with its tail erect.

Not enough IQ is painful!I can't figure it out, but what is the purpose of doing this!

Standing in front of the mirror and fastening the last button of his jacket, Qu Cangmang stared at himself in the mirror, his pointed chin looked much rounder, his face was flushed and full of energy, and the dark circles under his eyes disappeared.

Has the stamina of the white bagel passed so quickly?I always feel a little weird.

"Zen, I'll ask you one last time, who brought me back?" Zen is the name of the ancient rare beast Maoyou, but Qu Cangmang always believes that Maoyou's foodie should be called "Green", the greedy cat.

Giving two catties of fish a day is too little, so I always go to the refrigerator to get canned fish to eat.

But Maoyou insisted that he was the one who brought Qu Cangmang back.

"Where did you bring me back? Time, place, specific circumstances around?"

"Isn't it just last night..." The cat smoothed the newly grown hair at the corner of its mouth again, muttering deeply about the information it revealed to him.

The exact time is definitely not known, but, "Boiler, I wiped the blood you spit out."

"Really." Qu Cangmang was shaken in his heart, but in the end, he was still firm in his belief that that person must not be Maoyou.

This one is not so honest.

Knowing that there was nothing useful to ask, Qu Cangmang decided to leave this page for the time being.

In the future, there will be various opportunities and means to make the cat tell the truth again. The most urgent thing now is to fill up the belly first, and then go to school to sit in the town for early self-study.

The homework that was punished is approaching the acceptance time.

Those who haven't finished writing... Hehe...

Anyway, the body is back to normal.No, even better than normal.

Qu Cangmang was happy physically and mentally, and even his usually flat expression showed subtle ups and downs, and there was an almost gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, which made people's eyes bright, and at the same time, he was submerged in that brilliance unconsciously .

Lao Shi is not a peerless beauty, but she never loses her temperament!

Standing in front of the classroom door, feeling the faint and unusual aura in the air, Qu Cangmang now knows the "nature" of the students, so naturally he will no longer confuse this special aura with his own.

He didn't push the door open in a hurry to go in, but now he leisurely tasted the still steaming Mengpo soup at the door.

But for the group of students inside, none of them dared to close their eyes last night, wishing they could grow eight hands to copy the text.

Lao Shi, Lao Shi, didn't you know that Nai Ping's lesson was almost five pages long?

Cry... Why is the author of this article so black-hearted!Why write such a long article and put it in a high school textbook!

"Isn't this destroying the future flowers of the motherland?" Li Longwang wore a white belt around his head, put on slippers, tied a total of six pens with his hands, and even used carbon paper, but he still couldn't finish copying [-] times.

Wang Huanyu, who had regrown his fangs, despised him, "You are an old bastard, and your sons have already given birth to several litters, so why are you still using the flowers of the motherland! Stop putting gold on your face!"

"Shut up!" Shi Liangsen, who had changed back into men's clothes, even tied several ballpoint pens around his tail. Now that Lao Shi discovered the real situation, he still pretended to be a bird lolita!

"Pay attention to the discipline of self-study in the morning!" If you make Lao Shi unhappy again, Nima's whole class will be overwhelmed and walk around!

Cao Zhiwei's face was filled with bullshit, "Why doesn't Lao Shi come in?"

Wang Yaoguang also said tearfully, "Old Shi has been standing at the door of the class for 5 minutes."

The honest and straightforward Li Hao lamented, "Old Shi must have disliked us."

Xu Zheng slapped the table in shock, "If you dislike you, don't dislike me, a bunch of idiots will just hold me back! I'm going to take Lao Shi back to my planet to be the princess!"

"Get out—" The textbooks of the whole class were thrown over there.

Qu Cangmang stood at the door, holding back a hard smile.

These stinky boys are quite energetic.