[Comprehensive] Teacher Songyang is always committing suicide

As the winter snow melts, the cotton spores wake up and begin to play again from morning till night.Ginko and Matsuyo bid farewell to Suzu, and set off on their way to Karifa's house.Yin Gu explained to him that the Shufang family among the insect masters is the place where the precious materials of the insect masters are stored, and the records you want can be found there.

As the winter passed, the insect-recruiting physique on the insect master seemed to be less obvious, and Songyang quietly spit out the super-bitter pills.Yin Gu didn't stop him either, but there was always a trace of... regret in his expression.

The cotton spores that woke up from hibernation were stuffed in Songyang's clothes, and it was too dark for a while, and it was too hot for a while, trying to persuade Yin Gu to let him out all day long.

Chong said: "This is a violation of my human rights! I protest against it."

Yin Gu's eyes flicked around Songyang's face, and Songyang quickly raised his hands: "I didn't teach it."

The cotton spores were turning around in the small bottle. Seeing that Yingu was soft and hard, they changed their target and bumped against the wall of the bottle: "Songyang, if you don't let me out, I will kill you in my heart." Tell it all."

Song Yang frowned, tapped the small bottle with his fingertips, and the cotton spores formed on his face were shaken back to the green mud shape.

"It's amazing, let's hear it?"

A small mouth emerged from the green slime in the bottle.

"Can you really say it? I drank your blood, so I can read your thoughts."

Songyang was stunned for a moment, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Yin Gu looking at this side with his head sideways, his eyes flickered and then turned back, unexpectedly he seemed a little flustered.

"I'll count one, two, three, I really want to say it."

The cotton spores didn't even count "one", and were taken away from Songyang by Yin Gu.

"As winter goes by, you're getting better at bullying people." Yingu Dead Fish watched the spores swaying and squeaking, "If you have learned to lie, I will treat you as a first-class dangerous creature drop."

Chong was anxious: "No, no, no, I don't lie."

Song Yang who was standing beside him seemed to want to say something, he opened and closed his lips, stretched out his hand to pull his box but didn't dare, he looked at a loss what to do.People who are usually gentle and gentle are made like this, which makes the hearts of those who watch it tickle like a cat scratching.

But in the end, Yingu put the cotton spores back into Songyang's hands.

"Songyang, please confirm if you are free. I have no intention of prying into other people's secrets, but if it is telling the truth, I have to record it."

Song Yang nodded and took it, turned his back, and showed a "super fierce!" expression to the cotton spores.

"If you talk nonsense, I will wrap you in a three-layer box and pour cement into Tokyo Bay."

"……no no no!"

In short, the cotton spores finally became much quieter.Because it doesn't like to stay in the pocket, Songyang leans on it and hangs the bottle with a rope, hanging on the outside of the ancient silver wooden box.

After surviving the winter, the owner of the mountains opened the mountains, and the clear streams, wrapped in broken ice, trickled into the depths of the mountains.There are some early-blooming cherry blossoms above the head, and their petals are trembling in the slightly precipitous spring breeze.

Spring flowers blooming all the way.

"Does Gingo-san like viewing cherry blossoms?"

"Well... it depends on who you are with."

"What about me?"

"like."

The cotton spores on the wooden box suddenly made a series of "tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk tsk" sounds. Yingu smiled and patted it back to the green mud shape, and continued to walk forward.

Passing through the morning flowers, wading through the flowing water, after the evening mist enveloped the two of them over and over again, they arrived at the valley where the Shufang clan lived.According to Yin Gu, there are few people here, and the people who occasionally come and go are insect masters, so it should be just right to put the cotton spores here.

On the top of the hillside covered with wildflowers stands a quaint horizontal house.Some small tents were pitched in front of the house, and people carrying wooden boxes came in and out in twos and threes.

"Huh? It seems that the past few days are quite lively." Yin Gu was a little surprised.

"Are they also insect masters?"

"Yes. There are some insect masters who will travel together, and they can be regarded as taking care of each other."

Yin Gu and Song Yang were waiting for the lady from the Karifa family to meet them on the porch.Yin Gu was not familiar with these insect masters, and they just nodded at each other as greetings.Songyang stood beside him, and if someone looked at him, he would lean over slightly to show his friendliness.

It just seemed that more and more eyes were cast on him.

Young insect masters are mostly curious, while older insect masters have less friendly eyes.

"Don't worry about it. The insect masters have occupational diseases to some extent."

Yin Gu glanced sideways at them, and pulled Song Yang to his side.The door of the Shufang's house opened, and he gently pushed Songyang's back to let him in first.

The lady of the Karifa family came to meet each other on crutches.Although her legs and feet are inconvenient, her smile is still gentle and tough.

"You survived well this year too, Ginko."

"Thank you for your good words."

What a strange way to say hello.Matsuyo stood aside and listened curiously. He inadvertently glanced at Miss Karuba's feet, and found that her feet below the kimono were pure black.

Sensing Songyang's quick gaze retraction, the young lady of the Kuruba family smiled nonchalantly, brushed her fingers over the hair beside her ear, and said, "Well, it's all about bugs that are difficult to solve."

The library of the Karifa family contains a large number of ancient books and scrolls, which are maintained with special insects, and it is usually difficult to open them to the outside world.Presumably the bug masters who camped outside were also waiting in line.

"Miss said, let you join the queue." The mother-in-law in charge slowly nodded to Yin Gu, with a serious expression, "The box is confiscated, the worm smoke is confiscated, and you are not allowed to carry 'virtual worms' on your body, please be sure to enter the library empty-handed .”

Yin Gu showed a bit of a headache expression, turned around and saw the curious baby Songyang, and said with a smile: "Wait for me outside first."

The eldest lady of the Karifa family, Xijing, said a few polite words and entered the inner room.Songyang sat alone outside the door waiting for Yin Gu, letting the eyes of the insect masters linger on his face.

He waited until evening.

My stomach growled loudly.Some young insect masters were whispering: "Do you want to give him a taste of human food? It's the first time I see this kind of insect. I really want to investigate it carefully."

"Hey, it's obviously brought by other insect masters. It's better to negotiate first if you want to investigate."

When these people spoke, they did not avoid Songyang at all, as if they regarded Songyang as an animal that could not understand human language.

Among the worm masters, there was a figure who looked like an elder. At this time, he spoke slowly: "Do your own thing and leave others alone. Be careful if you get too close to the white-haired worm master." Dark' swallows you up."

Shoyang stood up and patted on the kimono, all the insect masters were startled, watching him approaching with all their guard.

The insect master who said that the investigation needs to be negotiated first, Songyang unexpectedly has a good eye for him-if he guessed correctly, this insect master should also have a rare insect-recruiting physique just like Yin Gu.

"Please, is there anything you can sell me to eat?"

Song Yang clasped his hands together and said softly to the worm master.

...Can, can talk? !

Although he didn't say anything, everyone present showed such a shocked expression.

"...There are coarse grain cakes, you...can you eat them?"

The unfamiliar insect master was not bad-hearted, he came back to his senses after a long pause, and took out a piece of dry cake from his bag.

"How much money should I give you?"

Song Yang took out the small money bag from his sleeve, and in the eyes of the insect masters, "Can you count money?!", calmly put two coins in each other's hands.

The other party was stunned again, and just about to put the money back into Songyang's hand, the man behind grabbed Songyang's arm and pulled him back.

"Did I tell you to stay away from insect masters with the physique of attracting insects?"

Yin Gu, who came out of the library, frowned and said in a low voice, looking a little angry.

"Just begging for something to eat..."

"You have recited it many times, have you forgotten?"

"So just generally..."

In the end, Yin Gu declined the other party's kindness, and took Song Yang back to the room prepared for them by the hunting house.

The cotton spores that had been kept in their pockets were afraid to speak among the insect masters just now, but now they turned back to talkative, and they couldn't stop wanting to chat with someone: "I see, Songyang wants to Mate with the insect master just now."

"..."

Trying his best to resist the urge to smash it into the underground lava, Songyang forced a smile on his face and said, "Oh, you know again."

"I know, I know." The cotton spores, for fear of being regarded as liars, were turning around in the bottle, "We plants are called pollination, and animals are called mating. Plants do not go into heat, but animals go into heat. After mating, they mate. Embryos will grow and we will eat them."

…Hearing the end, it is really a curious and dark biological chain.

"Humans and animals are different and cannot be generalized."

Songyang tried to correct the distorted three views of Mian spores, but Mian spores refused to listen and kept asking: "When will you be willing to mate? When will there be embryos?"

In the end, he turned to Gingu who was sitting in the corner concentrating on writing something, "When will you mate?"