[Comprehensive] Teacher Songyang is always committing suicide

"...Mr. Gingo?"

It seemed to be the second time he woke up like this.The firewood was crackling, and the white-haired man sat aside and flipped through the scrolls. He looked warm and reassuring in his black sweater.

"I feel like I've lost consciousness... Just now, did I fall asleep?"

"Yeah." The man slowly put away the scroll, "You have met an insect called 'Nimura', that kind of insect lives by absorbing the energy of animals and plants just like 'Rui'. But, 'Nimura' Small patches of spring forest are created to attract winter animals to stay."

He put the scroll into the box, and opened and closed the small boxes one after another, as if looking for something.Except that the gaze has not fallen here, everything else is as usual.

It seems that he didn't do anything to trouble Yin Gu when he lost consciousness.Very good.

"What about the end of spring?"

"I asked his sister about it. It seems that this kind of hibernation phenomenon will also occur in previous years, and he will wake up in spring. 'Nichun' will not endanger human life. In this case, as long as it is warmed with medicine, slowly Just wait until he wakes up."

Yin Gu dragged a lunch box, and when the lid was opened, there was steaming food.

"It's been hot twice. You must be hungry after sleeping for so long."

Songyang was a little moved, and thanked him in a low voice.When he reached out from under the quilt to take the chopsticks, he found that his hand was tied with a familiar cloth strip.

Looking down, the kimono on her body was untied and there was no belt.

"do not worry about it."

The insect master said, and came over to untie him.

"Try this bowl of soup. I've dripped a little wine into it. Do you like it?"

...Okay, I really care about it? !

Unable to resist the smell of light wine, Songyang picked up the soup bowl and sniffed it, then drank it quietly.There are still slices of herbs under his tongue, and the familiar bitterness reassures him somewhat.

When he was adding vegetables to the bowl, he saw Yin Gu yawn, and he hurriedly said: "Mr. Yin Gu, go and rest, you have been busy all night."

"No rush. I want to tell you something."

Yin Gu seemed very serious, Songyang quickly accelerated the speed of grilling the rice.After he put the bowls and chopsticks back into the lunch box, Yin Gu said, "I want to teach you some methods that insect masters use to trap insects."

"Will there be such a thing?"

"Of course. Just like humans have hunters, insect masters also have people who treat insects as prey. Like simulating the calls of various insects, smearing 'rope worms' with light wine and hunting, such as the physique that attracts insects -"

Yin Gu paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about his words.

"Although it is very rare, there are also insect masters. I have heard that there are insect masters who can skillfully use this kind of physique to drive insects to their own use. Well, what I mean is, if you encounter that kind of, cough, mental tricks Bad insect masters, you have to learn to avoid them."

"Don't judge your colleagues with dishonesty, Mr. Yin Gu."

Gingo smiled while smoking a cigarette.

"Not all insect masters are worthy of your trust, Songyang. My memory was blank before I was ten years old. After ten years old, I was taken in by many insect masters. Some of them used my physique to attract insects and then wiped them out. Insect masters. Even if they are harmless insects, they can't help but catch them all at once."

This is the first time Yin Gu told him about his childhood.

"...Well, if you do this, won't Ginko-san's body be harmed?"

"Will it? I don't know."

The insect master vaguely mentioned it.

"It's a pity." Songyang sighed softly, "It would be great if I could meet Mr. Yin Gu when I was young."

The man was visibly taken aback.An extremely gentle expression dyed his face, and even the green pupils that did not look like humans melted into a soft light.

"Well. If you can accompany me, it would be nice to travel together."

Song Yang put on the appearance of a good student, and memorized the precautions that Yin Gu told him one by one.Yin Gu repeatedly emphasized "Once you find out that other insect masters have the physique of attracting insects, you can hide as far away as possible" and recited it over and over again like an oath. To be on the safe side, he even put the roots of half a plant in Songyang's pocket.

Probably awakened by their late-night conversation, Bell opened the door with her clothes on.

"Mr. Yin Gu," the girl asked softly, "Tomorrow...will you continue to stay? If Mochun suddenly wakes up and cannot see Mr. Yin Gu, he will feel lonely."

"There aren't too many insects gathered around here, and we should be able to stay for a while longer." Yin Gu said, "I'm sorry for bothering you here all the time, Ling."

"No, no, how can it be called an interruption."

After Ling added some charcoal to their room and said goodnight to each other, Yin Gu was about to continue the topic just now, but found Songyang lying on the pillow silently chewing the roots of the plant, seeming a bit depressed.

"Usually I always say that I recruit worms, but the host's family refuses to stay no matter how kindly they are. When it comes to young girls, the worm-recruiting physique suddenly becomes indifferent again."

Yin Gu was stunned for a long time before choking out a word: "Ah?"

"It's okay, I said something stupid, I'm very sorry."

Wishing to slap himself who couldn't hold back the child's temper just now, Songyang retreated into the bed.

"Good night, Mr. Gingo."

"The knowledge about trapping insects...?"

"Let's learn it tomorrow."

Yin Gu was still sitting there smoking a cigarette in distress, probably thinking about what he said wrong.After thinking about it, he couldn't figure it out, Master Insect had a dazed look on his face, so he had no choice but to sleep with his clothes on.

Probably because the younger students couldn't wake up from sleep, Yin Gu began to grab Songyang to teach him about worms.The eyelid of the left eye has been wiped with light wine too many times, sometimes even if it is not wiped, if you look closely, you can still see a faint shadow floating in the air.

Among all kinds of weird bugs, Songyang was most interested in the bug that was placed in the wooden box and was in charge of delivering letters.It looks like an egg, and every time a letter comes, it will make a bumping sound in the wooden box.Then the insect master will take it out, open the seal on the eggshell, and pick out the letter rolled into thin strips from a small hole.

It's a bit like a cell phone used in ancient times.Just thinking about it carefully, this worm is more powerful than a mobile phone that can only transmit radio waves-it can jump through space and directly transmit real objects.

The name written on the scroll is "xu".

"...うつろ?" Songyang read out his name.

"うろ." Yin Gu corrected his pronunciation, "For the wandering worm masters, sending letters is very convenient. The 'virtual worms' used to send letters usually have two sealed silkworm cocoons as nests, and one is placed In the post office of the worm masters, the other is in the hands of the worm masters. When the "virtual worm" jumps between the two nests, the letters placed in one of the nests will be taken to the other nest. "

Beside the insect master, Song Yang, who felt that he was refreshing his world view every day, asked: "Apart from letters, can you send other things?"

"This is the danger of the 'virtual worm'. Yes, it is possible, but if you are a little careless, you will be trapped in the hole created by the 'virtual worm', where there is no concept of time, and you will never be able to get out. "

Yin Gu thought for a while, and then continued: "I originally planned to tell you the function of the 'virtual worm' after the experiment. Songyang, do you have a world that you must go back to?"

Song Yang was taken aback for a moment, then suppressed his smile.

"Yes."

"During this time, I have written many letters to other insect masters and consulted a lot of information. As I told you before, the light vein itself is not limited by time and space. On each world line, the flowing They are all branches from the same light vein. Therefore, there are rumors among insect masters that when someone accidentally steps into the light vein, they will suddenly disappear and come back many years later, becoming like a person from another world.

"So in theory, as long as you find the correct branch of the light vein, you can return to the original world. However, if you go to the wrong branch, you will go to another world."

Yin Gu sighed, and continued: "Because the world line jumps, there are too many uncertainties, so I plan to use the 'virtual worm' as your safety rope."

"What is a safety rope?"

"As I said, the 'virtual worm' itself is a kind of worm that can fix coordinates and jump in space. If I give you one lair of the 'virtual worm' and keep the other in my hands, once you find that you have gone wrong Once the branch is broken, you can let the 'Virtual Worm' take it with you at any time, and come back to me."

When Yin Gu considered things, he had a researcher's unique meticulousness, which probably had something to do with his exploratory career.

"Now there are two unresolved problems. How to increase the probability of returning to the correct world, and what is the virtual (うつろ). After the spring, I will go to the person who collects the scrolls of the ancient insect master. With her, I have seen the description of 'Lord of Light Vein'."

The originally foggy situation suddenly had a chance to break through the light, which made Songyang very happy all day.It was only in the afternoon that Songyang lay on the window sill, watching the insect master squatting in the snow to collect insect samples, and the question blurted out like this:

"Mr. Yin Gu, would you like to go back with me?"

The movement of the man picking up the worm seemed to froze.He didn't turn around, turned his back to Songyang, and asked with a faint smile, "Why?"

why?

Songyang suddenly seemed to be silenced and dared not speak.

Did not hear his answer, the insect master stood up, put his hands in the pockets of the windbreaker, and slowly approached Songyang by the window.

"Why?" There was a smile in the emerald green eyes.

"...Because..." Songyang met the other party's eyes with difficulty, "My world will be very interesting..."

"Well."

Gingo put the cigarette aside, pretending to think for a while.

"Not good reason. Not going."