[Comprehensive] Teacher Songyang is always committing suicide

The ears are full of mating and mating, and Yin Gu's good temper has been polished: "I'm working, I'm going to play with Songyang."

The materials in the library are not allowed to be taken out. Since leaving the library, Yin Gu has been recalling the replays, and then silently writing on the blank scroll.There are too many things to memorize, and if you relax for a while, you may forget some of them. The insect master doesn't dare to stop for a moment. He hasn't even eaten dinner until now.

Cotton spores were wary of the lethal medicine in Yingu's hand, so they didn't dare to provoke him, so they stuck their small mouths on the bottle wall and chatted with Songyang in a low voice: "You're already in heat with that worm master just now, why don't you mate?"

When talking to Zong, you have to completely put aside the three views of human beings in order to keep up with the rhythm of the other party.

"That's not heat, it's just a good impression of strangers. Humans are different from animals, and they don't mate so casually."

"It's really an incomprehensible creature." The little green face of the cotton spore seemed a little worried, "If you don't mate, you won't have an embryo, and without an embryo, we won't be able to reproduce."

...Are you the birth control office?

Chong asked again: "How can human beings develop good feelings into heat?"

Anyway, he was idle and bored, Songyang was lying on the bed, twirling the small bottle of cotton spores with his fingertips, recalling the dating guides he had read when he was in the black hole of tennis: "Don't call it estrus, that's called love. At least we need to exchange contact information first? After that, we should have dinner, watch a movie, go on a date or something."

Chong: "Then when did you have dinner with that insect master just now?"

"Why do you miss that person so much?" Songyang couldn't laugh or cry.

Chong Kuai said quickly, "You and Yin Gu have been together for so long and haven't mated, so I have to think about other goals—hey—don't——"

Yin Gu raised his head from a blank scroll and saw Songyang turning the bottle containing cotton spores into a windmill.

From the very beginning, the memory has been completely interrupted, holding the pen in his hand, he didn't write a word in a daze.

Master Chong sighed, put down his pen, stood up, and walked towards Songyang.

Taking the bottle from the other party, the man gave a rare and nasty smile to the dangling cotton spores.

"I'll bury you tonight."

Yin Gu did what he said.

He and Songyang left Shufang's house with the cotton spores, and walked into the depths of the valley where the campfires could not reach through the night.Looking for the edge of the deserted forest, the insect master opened the bottle cap.

"...sooner or later we will part."

The man sighed and shook the small bottle: "Don't look so lonely, hey."

The worm huddled in the small bottle and was quiet for a long time before asking, "What is loneliness?"

"Stay here and don't enter the human territory. You can survive without eating embryos, but the reproduction speed is slower."

A little uneasy, Yin Gu ordered again, and then opened the bottle, allowing the ball of green mud to crawl out.

The cotton spores crawled around on the ground, then lay down on Songyang's feet, and said, "Hey, what is loneliness?"

Getting no response, the worm muttered: "What an incomprehensible creature." Slowly, step by step, he crawled into the forest.

"This little chatterbox, I wish I could make friends." Song Yang said softly.

Gingo smoked slowly, shaking his head.

"The worm's world view is completely different from ours. The worm is ignorant, has no life and death, and in the never-ending path of Shura, it is a good thing for it to have no feelings."

"Mr. Yin Gu, what kind of bug is 'Ever Dark'?"

Song Yang asked abruptly.

I heard this from the elder by chance in the afternoon, and it seemed to have something to do with Yin Gu.

The insect master walked in front of him, so he couldn't see the other party's expression.After hesitating for a moment, Yin Gu responded, with a faint smile still in his voice: "Today's number of questions is gone."

Songyang was stunned: "I haven't asked about worms today."

"Because you talked to other worm masters, the number of times was deducted as a punishment." Yin Gu smiled, and slowed down to walk beside Songyang, "When are you going to ask for his contact information, have dinner or a movie date?"

"No."

Because there was still plenty of time, the two of them walked back slowly along the path in the forest sprinkled with white moonlight.When walking in the forest, Yin Gu refused to light the lamp, but only pulled Songyang by the wrist to lead him.

The emerald green eyes of the insect master seemed to be full of moonlight, emitting a green shimmer, looking dreamlike and a little ominous.

"The purpose of lighting the lights is to prevent accidental injuries from hunters at night." Yin Gu explained to him, "This area is the territory of the hunter family, so don't worry about it."

Songyang let him take it at ease, and asked: "Mr. Yin Gu has been an insect master since he was a child?"

"I don't know before the age of ten. After the age of ten, I basically deal with insects." Yin Gu scratched his hair with the hand holding the cigarette, "It was originally this kind of physique that attracts insects. If you don't become an insect master, you will basically live with insects." Don't go down."

"If you are so young, how do you live?"

"Follow the team of insect masters I saw today, or eat and drink at the villagers' homes." Yin Gu smiled, "Where is Songyang? I rarely hear you talk about your childhood."

In fact, it's not that he didn't say it on purpose, but that most of them really don't remember after 500 years.Now that I think about it carefully, it is not every time I encounter bad guys who yell at him.On rainy days, kind strangers would hold umbrellas for him and rub his wet hair.

"It seems to be wandering around."

I found that if I could pretend to be an ordinary person well, I would be treated kindly by everyone.So I carefully disguised every day, imitating other people's way of talking and laughing, afraid of being seen as inappropriate by others.

"Children are always very sensitive to what is there and what is not. When they see children of the same age, they will suddenly feel that they don't want to live anymore and jump into the river with a plop. It turns out that they will not die and cry a lot."

Because it was a long time ago, Songyang said, sighing nostalgicly.

"I see."

Yin Gu smoked a cigarette and said with a smile: "The other children are gifts chosen by the heavens, only myself is not."

For a while, neither of them said anything more, they just walked on the soft grass in the forest.The night wind was cool, but Yin Gu's palm was very warm.The temperature climbed all the way from the wrist to the heart.

Back in the room, Yin Gu continued to sort out his notes, and at dawn the next day, he squatted back into the library without saying a word.Songyang was bored, secretly rummaged through Yingu's wooden box, looking for any records about "Eternal Darkness".

"Eternal Darkness" was not found, only a bug called "Silver Gu". Yin Gu's soul painter made this bug look like a small loach.Song Yang watched it for a long time, but still couldn't understand the meaning of the symbiotic relationship between Silver Gu and Chang An.

"I'm starving to death."

The man came out of the library, although he was full of complaints, he began to write quickly as soon as he sat down, without even looking at the rice plate that Songyang brought over.This guy is completely on the workaholic mode, Songyang said helplessly: "I don't want me to feed you."

Yin Gu just buried his head in his pen and wrote, "Ah—" he opened his mouth.Songyang was even more helpless, and dug out a small spoonful of rice grains, and fed them to the man.

This situation lasted for about four or five days, and finally one day, Yin Gu threw the pen on the table and said, "I understand."

It's not solving a math problem... Songyang glanced at the table curiously, and the table was full of words like "Lord of the Mountain" and "Lord of Light Veins".

"Songyang, within two days, I will be able to send you back to your original world."

The man seemed very proud, and when he spoke, the cigarette dangling from his mouth trembled.

The surprise came so suddenly that Songyang was stunned.

"Before that, I want to ask you, what kind of existence do you think you are to Xu?"

Song Yang tentatively asked, "The double... dual personality?"

Yin Gu unfolded a long scroll with a "wow".

"It's not such a gentle existence. If the predecessors' inferences about the 'Lord of Light Veins' are not wrong, it will be difficult for you to coexist."

He pointed to a turtle-like thing on the scroll, and said: "This is the 'Mountain Lord', as long as it exists without doing anything, it can make a mountain ecologically stable. If the mountain is hurt, such as If there is a mountain fire or an earthquake, the spirit beast will weaken; therefore, the insect master can judge the life of the mountain according to the condition of the spirit beast."

"The natural ecological model is actually one similar closed loop after another. In terms of the existence of the mountain master, someone put forward a more macroscopic theory of 'the master of the light vein': the light vein is likely to have given birth to spirit beasts and the like Things, even higher-level creatures than beasts. It is no longer in charge of just a mountain, but the entire light vein. If the light vein goes berserk or is severely injured, the light vein owner will weaken like the mountain owner, and even die .

"However, it is much more difficult to destroy the light veins than to destroy a mountain. Therefore, everyone's general perception is that the Lord of the light veins is like a worm, and is immortal. Hundreds of years ago, a family that guarded the light veins appeared, and it is confirmed This point is just that their whereabouts are very hidden, and no one knows."

Songyang said anxiously: "Naxu—"

"The following is the inference I compiled from the scattered literature."

Gingo took out his cigarette.

"It is impossible for two mountain masters to exist in the same mountain, and it is impossible for two masters of light veins to exist in the same world. If the replacement pattern of the masters of light veins is similar to that of the mountain masters, then you and Xu should have an instinctive relationship. Desire to kill. The person who swallows the other party can survive, and the defeated party has only two ways out: to go to another world, or to become a silent, invisible, and most primitive worm in the original world.”

Songyang recalled how he was attached to the quilt when he returned to Yinshi.

Of course he couldn't see himself.Because ghosts and worms are not the same thing at all.

"Of course, these conjectures are completely devoid of anthropomorphic considerations. Shanzhu is not a highly intelligent creature, but you and Xu are intelligent, so there may be unexpected situations."

Ginkgo sighed, seeming to be distressed.

"Songyang, compared to Xu, who is closer to biological instinct, you are still too gentle, and you are not suitable for such a tough battle at all."

With the appearance of the insect master, he felt that the next sentence would be "It's better to stay with me", but for some reason, his eyes darkened and he stopped.

"Think about it carefully," Yin Gu said, "If you are ready, tell me the time. I will teach you the way to go back and how to use the 'virtual worm'."

Looking at the moonlight outside the window, Songyang gritted his teeth slowly.

"Tomorrow," he said at last.