MTL - Horror Web-v3 Chapter 136 Xi'an, crazy

"Pingzi, it's your turn to cook, and the people behind are still lining up."

"Oh, well, oh."

Zhu Jianping stepped forward a little nervously, ordered two dishes at random, then walked to a corner of the cafeteria with a plate.

Putting the dinner plate in front of him, Zhu Jianping had no appetite at all.

Last night, he had just returned from the mission world, where the hideous corpses and dirty blood were still lingering in his mind, lingering like a dream.

Zhu Jianping didn't even know why he was still coming to school, but almost instinctively, when he woke up in the morning, he went straight to the school. Originally, his academic performance was not good, and he still sat in the last row of the class. During the interview, I pulled him to the background and said a lot of scenes of caring for students, and I would not pay attention to his existence the rest of the time.

However, at this time, it seems that only the school, the trajectory of his previous life, and the familiar taste in the real world can bring some comfort to Zhu Jianping's heart.

I came to school not to study, but to seek that kind of warmth.

Looking at the food in front of him, Zhu Jianping had no appetite at all.

However, Zhu Jianping, who was starved to the point of eating human flesh in the last mission world, has clearly recognized the importance of food to himself. It is not the boundary between unpalatable and delicious, but the distance between life and death.

Put down your chopsticks and start cooking rice.

Zhu Jianping ate in a hurry and was in a hurry. It was not like he was enjoying the relaxation of eating in his spare time, but he was forcing himself to complete a task.

Many students around him cast weird glances, but Zhu Jianping didn't take it seriously. After experiencing the task world, his mentality has long since changed, and he is no longer the one who would blushing and shyness when others noticed. Words of inferiority youth, life, this is an improvement of experience rather than a simple accumulation of time.

He knows the thrill of life and death better than anyone in the cafeteria here. Understand more about the meaning of the food in front of you.

At this time, two English teachers in stockings walked over beside Zhu Jianping. Zhu Jianping's eyes swept over their stockings legs, one was slender and slender, the other was plump and fair.

After swallowing the food, Zhu Jianping swallowed a mouthful of saliva involuntarily, and then his breathing began to become rapid. He needed to vent, and he clearly knew that he needed to release some of the demons in his heart.

He was about to suffocate, both physically and mentally. It's like a balloon that has been blown up and may burst at any time.

He felt what he needed to do, and he knew what he could do now.

Zhu Jianping swallowed another mouthful of rice, and his eyes were slightly red.

A strange feeling of stimulation began to rise in his heart, and even his breathing began to become much heavier.

Eat first, eat well, and have the strength, then go!

"Snapped."

A dinner plate was put down in front of Zhu Jianping. Then sat down a blond middle-aged man.

Zhu Jianping stood up subconsciously, "Hello, teacher."

"Okay, okay, sit down. Let's have dinner, classmates." Xi'an can speak Chinese very well. In fact, during this period, the conditions for hiring foreign teachers in mainland Chinese schools were not very harsh. Generally speaking, foreigners who can speak fluent Chinese are almost invaluable.

The dishes on Xi'an's dinner plate are very simple, just one mashed potato and one cabbage. He eats it very lightly. Unlike other foreigners who like to show off and express themselves.

Zhu Jianping suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. Having to eat face-to-face with the teacher made him instinctively resist, even if he knew in his heart that he was no longer the original self, and some things that would have made him feel afraid and embarrassed, For him now, it is nothing, but habits, or inertia, are not so easy to change.

Xi'an eats quietly, he eats slowly, and he eats very well-organized and well-mannered.

The true self-cultivation of aristocrats is not reflected in how many years of expensive dishes and wines are eaten at such expensive and high-end banquets, but whether they can instinctively reflect a kind of nobleness when eating the simplest meals. temperament.

Zhu Jianping began to force himself to be more natural, and began to keep giving himself psychological hints, this is just a foreign teacher, this is just an ordinary person, he doesn't need to be afraid, he doesn't need to worry, and he doesn't need to be embarrassed.

However, for some unknown reason, Zhu Jianping's inner sense of position seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and he didn't even have the courage to raise his head and look at Xi'an.

why why why!

Why is he still afraid of an ordinary teacher?

Zhu Jianping was dissatisfied with his cowardice and angry.

At this time, Xi'an put down the spoon in his hand, then took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, and then his eyes began to stare at Zhu Jianping.

Zhu Jianping's breathing couldn't help but start to become rapid, and the whole person suddenly had a feeling of being on pins and needles.

Gradually, a smear of enlightenment appeared in Zhu Jianping's eyes, he lowered his body, and began to stare at Xi'an, and said viciously:

"Teacher, you are not an ordinary person!"

Xi'an smiled and nodded.

"It's just too slow to find out."

"..." Zhu Jianping.

Xi'an yawned, then leaned back slightly, behind him, there was no chair back, but he sat so leisurely and contentedly, as if there was a world behind him.

"Teacher, what is your task completion rate?" Zhu Jianping asked calmly.

Xi'an continued to smile without answering.

"Teacher, besides China, is there a circle in other places?"

Xi'an nodded, "Yes, the Chinese circle is called the Eastern circle, while in Europe, there is a Western circle. I came from the Western circle."

Zhu Jianping was silent. He originally thought that only China had a circle, but outside the circle, there was actually a circle, which was a bit beyond his understanding.

"Are you my student?"

"Yes." Zhu Jianping nodded, but he didn't know what the people in the western circle were going to sell.

"I want to ask you, do you still want me to be your teacher in the future?" Xi'an asked while rubbing his fingers.

Zhu Jianping hesitated.

Xi'an seemed to see through Zhu Jianping's inner thoughts, and said, "I don't want you to be a traitor. I'm not that boring, and the circle is not that low-level."

Hearing this promise, Zhu Jianping no longer hesitated, but nodded directly.

"I would."

Although he is only a newcomer, Zhu Jianping knows how valuable it would be if he could get the favor and help of a senior person in this circle, which is something that many people cannot hope for.

Xi'an snapped his fingers, and the middle-aged Xi'an still had the ease and agility that belonged to a Western man. At this time, his hand was placed on Zhu Jianping's forehead. In the eyes of others, it was just a teacher who was checking in front of him. Whether the student has a fever move.

"If you want to become stronger, if you want to go better in the future, if you want to go higher, then seal your bloodline, your vampire bloodline, seal it up, don't use it, this, It will be a hole card for you that you don't even know, a very effective hole card, trust me."

"Seal my vampire bloodline?" Zhu Jianping was a little stunned.

"Yes, seal him, and then as compensation and help to you, I will give you some plot and reward points, so that you can exchange for another skill, such as mental power, which is a very effective skill in the early stage, and Your vampire bloodline will continue to be retained as a hidden seal. Every time you leave the mission world, the group owner will restore your body and soul, and your memory seal will also be unlocked. Then, next, It's up to you to re-seal it, well, you, do you understand what I mean? Or, do you want to believe me as a teacher and take a gamble?"

Zhu Jianping took a deep breath and finally nodded.

Saint Xi'an took out his mobile phone. He was not using QQ, but a popular social chat software abroad. Soon, the group owner's prompt sounded in Zhu Jianping's mind, and he got a lot of rewards and a plot.

"seal up!"

Xi'an's index finger was on Zhu Jianping's eyebrows.

Zhu Jianping's body trembled, his whole body trembled, and he fell on the dining table, but he quickly braced his teeth, but at this time, he felt that his body was so weak, but he didn't know why, because He himself had forgotten that he still had vampire blood.

Xi'an looked at Zhu Jianping as if he was looking at a work of art that he was proud of. Finally, he clapped his hands and stood up with the dinner plate. Seeing that Zhu Jianping was still there, Xi'an continued to hold the plate with one hand and the other with the other. He began to **** in the belt of his trousers and took out a small pink bag. He knew what this young man needed now, and he also knew that this young man who was originally inferior and introverted would not vent at this time~www. novelbuddy.com~ In the future, it will become more and more extreme.

However, Xi'an didn't know why, he hesitated for a while, he put the small pink bag back again, and took out another thing.

"Ding dong..."

A crisp sound rang on the dining table, Zhu Jianping raised his head and looked at the string of beads that appeared on the dining table. This string of beads was originally worn by Saint Xi'an on his own wrist.

"Young people, you have to learn to control your anger and vent it like a beast. It's a very low-level way."

Zhu Jianping took the beads and nodded silently.

…………

I wish you all a happy June 1, and always have that childhood innocence and happy mood!

Then a new month comes, and everyone has a guaranteed monthly pass. Vote for the dragon!

Work hard, hold the dragon tight! ! ! ! (To be continued.)