[Comprehensive] Teacher Songyang is always committing suicide

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This world is so warm.

——However, darkness will eventually take everything away.

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In the village located in the southeast corner of the Far Mountain, a strange thing happened.

A man was trapped in a stream.

"...Yes, I was the first to see him. About three months ago, I was washing clothes by the water, and suddenly a wet man emerged from the shadow of a tree cast on the water."

Ms. Suzuko, who did not want to be named, said.

"...Yeah, totally sucked. Every time he tries to climb up the bank, he just falls back down."

The villagers thought of many ways.The men found a strong wooden stick and stretched it out to the man in the water, let him hold the stick, and then find a few people to pull it together.It's okay to pull him in the water, but once people try to pull him ashore, they can't pull him up even if his arm is dislocated.

Some people jumped into the stream to clean up the mud and moss at the bottom of the water. They thought that something at the bottom of the water was holding the man's feet.But there were only smooth rocks left at the bottom of the water, and the man's feet still couldn't leave the stream.

At the beginning, everyone worked very hard to save the poor guy. After three days and two nights, when all methods were exhausted, a certain sense of horrific trembling came to everyone's heart.

what happened?

Could this person just stay in the water like this?

Unable to lie down and rest well, the spirit will quickly weaken, the legs will be soaked until swollen, and then slowly eaten by fish, and the body will also be.He will not die until his mouth and nose are submerged in water.

——This way of dying is too cruel.

Unable to watch a person being tortured to death like this, fewer and fewer people came to the stream to try to save him, and finally there was no one left.

People only left a pile of bonfires for heating on the shore.Every day at dusk, someone would quietly come over to light the fire, put down rice balls and other food, and then run away without looking back.

No one dared to use this stream anymore.

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Songyang really wanted to cry.

Obviously, he just wanted to get close to the dragon's veins and see his birthplace.Stepping into that luminous river, memory, the concept of time, are all lost.

When I came back to my senses, I was standing in this stream, surrounded by vegetation that was so green that it was about to drip juice, and further away, there were endless crow green mountains.

Around him, the vigorous vitality of the vegetation almost seemed to cover his face. All the plants were desperately jointing and growing. In the lonely night, he could even clearly hear the sound of the roots going down.Such a terrifying vitality gave him an ominous feeling that the stream was absorbing the nutrients in his body and supplying them to other plants.

After soaking in the water for three months, I couldn't wear any clothes, so I could only lie naked on the rocks on the bank.The stream water probably reached the middle of his waist, so it wouldn't choke him, and the dragon veins physique wouldn't have the problem of being a giant, but it was still uncomfortably cold.

Something wrapped around his ankle.As soon as his ankles were about to leave the water, the thing would pull him down with all its strength, just like a water ghost.But no matter squatting in the water to look at it or reaching out to touch it, there is nothing at the ankle.

Fortunately, the fire at night has never been broken.

The green grass that has been roasted by the fire is always warm, and the upper body can lie down there to keep warm.Songyang knew that the villagers were afraid, so they avoided when someone came to light the fire, and waited for others to leave before stretching out their hands to roast by the fire.

Telling others that you are going on a trip, only to end up being stuck as soon as you go out.Ah, it's hard, I want to cry.

I don't know how long I lay by the stream, and even my hair has grown to my waist.One morning, Songyang heard the sound of stepping on the grass.

"...If he is still alive, he will probably be in this position. We will not go there..."

"Okay, thanks."

A man carrying a wooden box came over.His hair color is very strange, pure white, so white that there is no variegation at all, just like a child with albinism.Blinking his eyes and looking at Songyang in the water for two seconds, the man began to pick the green leaves around him, twisted the juice with his fingers, and put it into a small bottle.

"What are you looking for?" Songyang asked.

The man puffed out the twisted smoke he was holding in his mouth.

"...can actually talk!"

"Isn't that natural... I can write haiku."

"Really, make a song and listen to it?"

"The shadow of the emerald bird, rolling up the stream. Mogami River."

"...Mogamigawa is superfluous."

The man laughed, and put down the wooden box on his back, jingling and clanging, he didn't know what he was tinkering with.He looked up at Songyang's naked upper body, and took out a long windbreaker from the wooden box.

"Put this on."

"It will get wet."

"fine."

There are two vials on the side of the wooden box, and the white-haired man wears special black gloves, everything seems to be ready.Songyang looked confused, and heard the man ask: "Is the left leg or the right leg entangled?"

"The ankle of the right foot."

"Keep your ankles below the surface of the water, and sit up as slowly as you can."

Songyang complied obediently.The man stretched out one arm to bring the wet Songyang to his side, and held a small bottle of green liquid in the other hand, with his thumb on the bottle cap.

"It will hurt a little, don't be afraid."

When his right ankle was about to surface, Songyang vaguely heard a hissing sound.An invisible pulling force came from the ankle again, and Songyang sighed in his heart, probably having to be pulled down to take a big mouthful of water again.

Before he could speak, the man flicked off the cap of the bottle quickly, and poured all the green liquid on Songyang's ankle.

Something unseen was gnawing and fighting each other, and there was a momentary sting and pain in the ankle.Finally the water rippled gently around the ankle and the tension on the foot was gone.

"……that--"

"It's a worm. But it's strange, you are the incarnation of light veins, can't you see the worm?"

insect?Songyang felt an itchy crawl over his vest.

"Dung shell..."

"Why do you think of dung beetles first?" The man laughed again.His smile is different from Songyang's gentleness, neither cold nor hot, just like a faint breeze passing by.

"Go back and explain to you."

Seeing Mr. Chongshi who was traveling came back with a man wearing only a windbreaker and dripping water all over his body, the whole village was overwhelmed.

"...Ju, he's still alive! The mountain god bless you!"

"It's a miracle!"

Immediately, a barefoot doctor came to examine Songyang's legs soaked in the water, and the elderly mother-in-law rummaged through the closet to find an old kimono of her own son for Songyang to wear. "It's strange," the barefoot doctor pressed Songyang's calf muscles, "it hasn't even wrinkled after soaking for so long."

"I've dealt with it." Before Songyang could open his mouth to make up a reason, the man sitting at the dining table not far away replied.

Shoyang sat beside the warm fire with an old kimono that smelled of wood because it had been pressed in the closet for a long time, and someone thoughtfully gave him a quilt.I didn't feel it when I was soaking in the water, but now that my body is relaxed, I just feel tired and heavy like never before.

"Take a good rest. You have been entangled by a worm called 'Rui'. That kind of worm will absorb nutrients from living organisms and deliver them to the vegetation it is parasitizing."

"Then, isn't that stream dangerous?" A woman with a child next to her asked.

"Under normal circumstances, 'rui' is not so domineering. When people are walking in the mountains or playing in the water, sometimes they feel tired suddenly despite not doing much activity, that is, 'rui' has entered the human body The body is absorbing nutrients. But it has never happened before that people are entangled and not allowed to leave. The gentleman's body is almost full of flowing light veins, which are too rich for insects."

Songyang was nestled in the small quilt, and it was difficult to even open his eyes.But this worm master is obviously a wandering type who lives in no fixed place. If he falls asleep like this, he may miss the person who has learned the most information about this world so far.

Suppressing his drowsiness, he softly asked the traveler, "What's your name, sir?"

"I'm Insect Master Yingu." The white-haired man's eyes were fixed on his face, as if he had seen through his thoughts, and there was a little more gentle comfort in his plain voice.

"Go to sleep. I'll stay until you wake up."