Weird Resurrection: I can contact the past

"Hoo~Hoo~Hoo~"

The midday breeze blew towards the second floor of the [canteen], and the children were as quiet as sleeping angels.

Zuo Yang lay on his side, squinting his eyes and staring at the corridor entrance on the second floor.

I don't know how long it took...

"Da~Da~Da~"

A sound of footsteps slowly approached.

It was not someone else who came, but the old dean.

The old dean glanced at all the children with a faint gaze, and Gao Jin followed behind him.

He patrolled between the gaps in the beds, his nose slightly moved, and he began to sniff something constantly.

Soon, he seemed to have locked on to a target and lay down next to the potato.

"This... is almost cooked..."

"If you don't send it away, it will rot."

"Hmm~"

Gao Jin nodded.

At this moment, it seemed as if Gao Jin was the leader and the old dean was his subordinate.

"Hmm..."

"This... is too thin..."

"Eat more!"

The old dean did not stop his actions, but turned to sniff around Potato.

Potato was as thin as a stick, extremely weak.

The old dean's nose twitched, and he found a bag of chicken legs in his arms.

"Tsk... this dead kid!"

"Meat is for you to eat and grow meat!"

"Do you think I don't know that you gave all the food to that girl!"

"It's already cooked meat, there's no need to waste food!"

Putting the chicken legs back into Potato's pocket a little listlessly, the old dean sniffed and came to Zuo Yang inexplicably.

"This..."

"Hu~Hu~"

His two nostrils twitched, Zuo Yang narrowed his eyes, but his heart trembled!

Because!

In the nostrils of the old dean, a smaller circle of nostrils were moving with his breathing!

It's like!

It seems like there is a person under his skin!

"This..."

"It smells a bit..."

"You said... can we do it ourselves..."

"You bastard!!!"

"Who do you think gave you all this?!"

As soon as the old dean said this, Gao Jin cursed angrily, and the old dean shrank his neck in fear and stopped talking immediately.

"Hurry up!"

"One staple food, one dessert!"

Gao Jin cursed, and the old dean fell to the ground, like a dog, and began to sniff more vigorously.

In the end, he actually stopped beside "013".

"This..."

"She? Didn't she say she was 11? She was ripe, how could she be a dessert?"

Gao Jin was a little skeptical, and the old dean shook his head.

"She lied."

"The smell on her body, at most 8 years old!"

"Okay! It's her... get ready..."

"Okay~"

As the two talked, the old dean actually stuck out his tongue and couldn't help licking "013"'s little face.

"Hey! You!!!"

"I know... I just want to taste it, right? Let's go!"

"Tap tap tap~"

As the footsteps echoed at the stairs, the second floor of the [canteen] returned to calm again.

"013" trembled, hurriedly got up, and wiped his face with the quilt.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"I haven't kissed a young man yet, and he's an old man! How dare he lick me like this?!"

The little eyes were full of anger.

"011" responded and looked at her jokingly.

"You still dare to get angry?"

"Can you beat them?"

"You!"

"Think about it carefully. What will you do if they target you?"

"They said we are ripe. Do they think we are food?"

"Then what is called [adoption] and [finding work]? Is that processing food?"

"011" guessed, and "013" came back to his senses from his indignation.

"What should we do then?"

"Our current strange power is no match for them!"

"This... is not clear, but any strange power should have a targeted way out..."

"We can only observe..."

"How about waking up 012? Talk to him? Doesn't he always complete the task perfectly? Maybe he..."

"013" looked at Zuo Yang, and "011" interrupted her immediately.

"Him?"

"Don't let him know!"

"Maybe if we study it further, we can use the weirdness to kill him!"

"Well... okay..."

The two talked in detail, Zuo Yang took in everything, and closed his eyes to rest without making a sound.

The children's sleep lasted longer than expected.

They slept almost until 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

At 5 o'clock, they walked to the [teaching building] in an orderly manner.

As before, the younger ones went to [first grade] first.

The older ones, and entered the rest of the classes one by one.

Zuo Yang temporarily separated from "011" and "013" and came to [First Grade].

[First Grade] was like when he first entered the welfare home, with more than a dozen desks, but none of them were full.

The so-called class...

is just these children scribbling on their notebooks in a natural way.

Zuo Yang sat with Potato Potato, watching them write and draw on their notebooks out of boredom.

But soon, he saw the clue.

Potato drew a golden monkey covering its ears, and Potato drew a macaque covering its eyes.

Although the painting was a bit abstract...

But Zuo Yang knew that these two monkeys were exactly the same as what he saw on the blackboard at that time!

"What is the meaning of your...drawing this?"

Zuo Yang asked curiously.

Potato's snot bubbled up again.

"Hehehe..."

"This is the doll that Yangyu made for us."

"Oh? Doll?"

"Yes! There was a doll in the dormitory, it seems to be left by the children before."

"That doll is weird! Under a layer of doll, there is another doll."

"At that time, Ma Tu and I had just arrived here, and it was terribly dark. Yangyu took the two dolls apart and made two for us. She said that as long as we learned from the dolls and covered our eyes and ears, we could fall asleep peacefully."

"But we know that Yangyu always cried secretly in the middle of the night."

"Don't look at her good temper. I heard that she was abandoned by her parents at the age of 6. She stood alone at the door of the welfare home, helpless."

"Ma Tu and I are different. We were abandoned as soon as we were born."

"So... we don't think about those damn adults."

Ma Tu raised his little head and said confidently.

But Zuo Yang could see the loneliness and helplessness in his eyes.

"Really?"

"Yang Yu is a very good kid..."

"Of course!"

"If you ask me, Sister Yang Yu will definitely find a good family to adopt her!"

Potato agreed, and Zuo Yang smiled.

"I hope so..."

Time passed in a flash.

Before six o'clock, the [teaching building] began to clear out.

Children of all ages walked towards the dormitory.

At the door of the small dormitory, Zuo Yang actually saw a few children knocking on the door as usual to enter the dormitory.

It's hard to imagine that at half past six, the dormitory began to turn off the lights and go to bed.

Zuo Yang, "011", "013" on one side, Yang Yu, Ma Ma, and Tu Dou on the other side.

It seems that none of them are used to going to bed early.

Yang Yu and the others sat in front of a bed and began to mend two dolls.

The dolls were the two monkeys they drew in the classroom.

Yang Yu carefully sealed the dolls neatly, while Ma Ma and Tu Dou took out a small bag of chicken legs from their bodies.

"Here...Yang Yu Sister, you must be hungry, right?"

"Yes! You didn't have enough for lunch, did you?"

"You guys secretly brought me some again?"

Yang Yu took the chicken leg with a blushing face, but didn't eat it in a hurry, instead stuffed the two dolls back into their hands.

Potato played with his monkey and asked curiously.

"Yang Yu Sister, why don't you sew a monkey for yourself?"

"Because..."

"Because, because I am a monkey... a... monkey that can't talk."