Break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly.
Kou Dong's lips moved, but no sound came out. He could feel the little girl beside him also tightly shut her mouth, to prevent that exclamation from blurting out.
The rustling voice didn't stop. I don't know what flapped its wings in the darkness, and the movement gradually moved from the position parallel to them to the top of their heads. The two stood stiffly, aware of something touching their shoulders.
The soft and strange touch made Kou Dong feel goose bumps almost instantly.
The sound of flapping wings didn't go away.
From left to right, then right to left. It is more like flying in circles around the two people in the room, flying wantonly in the wide stadium. Finally, that sound was converted into a fine sound, moving down slowly. Ashe's fingers moved uneasily, she had a strange feeling, as if—
It's like opening your eyes and being able to see what's in front of you.
It is watching them.
—its eyes, looking at them...
The sound of that thing stopped in front of Kou Dong for a long time. Immediately, Kou Dong's mouth and nose were slightly itchy, and he heard a low grunt that seemed to be satisfied. Immediately, a limb that was soft and boneless, like a hand, caressed his face. There were clearly five distinct fingers, but the skin it touched was extremely soft.
It was as soft as a piece of silk sliding against his face.
Arched in the darkness, it clung close to its prey. If Kou Dong could see it at this time, he would find that it was upside down, and the eyes on the wings were silently opened, looking at it without blinking. It was suspended in the air, using only two bare, white arms to hold the head of this satisfactory prey, touching from top to bottom.
That mood is like a butterfly sucking pollen. It finally pried open the prey's tightly closed lips, all the way down, deeper and deeper.
Kou Dong's stomach twitched, almost retching from his throat. The thing seemed to have sensed his discomfort, so the soft touch wrapped his whole body, it wrapped his wings tightly around him, and couldn't wait to pull him closer.
Kou Dong faintly felt bad. Judging by the posture of this thing, I'm afraid it will toss for a while. —Whether he will be tossed to death or not is uncertain.
But he couldn't say a word now, and Axue on the side seemed a little anxious, and he called his name a few times in a low voice, but there was no response. Kou Dong gradually felt suffocation, the air coming in from his mouth and nose became thinner little by little, his mind was also dizzy, and he was about to fall completely into the arms of this thing in the next second—
The next second, Song Hong's anxious voice suddenly came from his ear: "Open your eyes, open your eyes!"
Kou Dong's heart trembled slightly, he lifted his eyelids with great effort, and opened them completely. He saw Song Hong's gloomy face, and he was still holding a desk lamp that was dug out from some student in his hand, and a faint white light was emitted from the desk lamp.
The arena became a mess, full of people crying in panic.
Axue on the side trembled, and finally opened her eyes. She also looked at Kou Dong for the first time, but she was stunned for a moment, as if she wanted to say something, "You..."
Someone hurried past them, Song Hong said in a low voice, "Xiao Kai is dead."
"..."
This was actually what the three of them had expected, but it was verified at this moment, which still made people feel a little uncomfortable.
"Let's not talk about this for now," Axue interrupted his words, turning his face to Kou Dong, "...you have a look first."
Kou Dong didn't understand.
"Look at what?"
"Look at you."
A Xue said vaguely, "It left something on you..."
Her words were unclear, and Song Hong at the side finally shifted his gaze to Kou Dong, looked him up and down, and gasped for a moment.
Some student coughed and said with difficulty, "Where did the pollen come from?"
Kou Dong was slightly taken aback.
Immediately afterwards, he finally realized something, and looked down at his clothes. He was wearing the same school uniform as ordinary students, baggy and monotonous, with dangling trousers, a blue and white color that couldn't be seen in the crowd.
But such an ordinary piece of clothing glowed under the lamp.
The thin and dense light seems to be densely covered with something.
Kou Dong picked up a small piece of collar. This movement allowed him to see clusters of flying powder, they fell down in a rustle, shining faintly in the air.
His scalp suddenly went numb, and then almost exploded.
"It's pollen." A Xue completed what she had just said, stretched out her hand and patted him slightly—the pollen flew up, making people's breathing a little difficult.
Her voice didn't know whether it was disgust or something else, it sounded a bit weird, "It's all left on you."
from head to foot. Even the strands of hair are full of such hidden light.
She hesitated to say the rest of the words, it was almost like some kind of powerful creature was marking its own territory, and Kou Dong was its prey that was fancy and raised in captivity.
Song Hong asked: "Where did you go? I didn't find you among them. Where did so much pollen come from?"
A Xue didn't answer, but instead said, "Tell me what you saw first."
Song Hong looked a little dazed, and then talked about what he saw.
"I was so sleepy, I finally opened my eyes and saw Xiao Kai. He is standing right in front of you," he nodded Kou Dong, "in front of you, only one step away from you."
"He's been staring at you."
Song Hong felt something was wrong from then on, but he couldn't find out what was wrong.
It wasn't until he inadvertently let out a breath from his mouth, which condensed into a white mist in the colder morning, that he realized that the person in front of him was not breathing.
But when he turned his head, he was surprised to find that there was no white mist in front of Kou Dong who was standing in front of him.
—he was also not breathing.
Kou Dong interrupted him, "Can you see me?"
Song Hong was puzzled, "Why can't I see it?"
Kou Dong didn't say anything. He clearly remembered that he didn't see either of them when he didn't close his eyes. Only Xiao Kai, who was staring at him closely, was in sight.
A Xue also said: "Before I close my eyes, I can see you."
In this way, only Kou Dong could not see it. Kou Dong thought for a while, and felt that it might be because he was targeted as a prey at that time. Perhaps it felt that cutting off the other senses of the prey would make it easier for him to feel fear.
"After that," Song Hong said in a low voice, "he didn't move. In order not to miss the clue, I turned on the light and saw him lying on the ground..."
Kou Dong and the two of them already knew what happened next. Something hatched from the fallen Xiaokai's mouth, and the person in front of him was just an empty shell.
"At that time, I found that you had kept your eyes closed, and I could only try to see if I could open them."
Kou Dong nodded, indicating that he understood.
The two of them also told Song Hong what they had heard and what they hadn't seen. After Song Hong listened carefully, he immediately said, "So, there are two worlds, inside and outside."
He found a piece of paper, wrote "表" on it, and "Li" on the bottom.
"As far as we know, the way to enter the inner world should be to close your eyes all the time when you are awake. At this time, after entering the inner world, there is only an empty body left in the outer world."
"The real cause of death of a person should be the hatching of butterflies in the other world. If there are too many uncontrollable negative emotions, people will cocoon themselves. Once such emotions dominate people's thinking, people will die."
The remaining two nodded, and what they said was completely consistent with what they had experienced.
"Then here comes the problem," Song Hong put down his pen, "In this place, people's negative emotions can be magnified. How can we avoid being manipulated?"
This is the main problem they are currently facing, and the three of them look at each other in blank dismay.
After a while, Kou Dong sincerely suggested: "How about listening to cross talk more?"
"..."
"..."
For a while, several people were silent. Song Hong raised his face and stared at the ceiling.
Listen more, cross talk
What the hell kind of idea is this
Although he felt from the bottom of his heart that this idea was unreliable, but at present, there seemed to be no better way. Kou Dong began to play all kinds of cross talk jokes on his mobile phone all day long. After playing it for a long time, even Song Hong was a little infected, and his speech had a Beijing flavor. No matter what Kou Dong said, he subconsciously wanted to cheer Kou Dong up.
At the breakfast table the next day, he said dryly, "I think my words have changed a bit."
Kou Dong said smoothly: "Hey, it's not."
Axue on the opposite side: "..."
Don't think so, the two of you are talking a little bit badly.
She was concentrating on peeling a hard-boiled egg, but she saw that Mr. Mo from the Mediterranean was also carrying a plate and walking towards another table. A student passed by him and accidentally rubbed against him, his voice suddenly rose, and he shouted, "What are you doing?!"
The male student who bumped into him was also stunned, and then he was a little confused, "I just bumped into you..."
"You just bumped into me?" Teacher Mo raised his voice, unwilling to let go, "You did it on purpose! None of you students have learned well, and you only think about punishing the teacher all day long... If you go out, you don't know how to respect the teacher. The teacher said, even after graduation, you can only be the dregs of society!"
In all fairness, such words are a bit exaggerated. Song Hong frowned, put down his chopsticks, and met the other two people at the table.
The male student couldn't help getting angry too, and gave him a hard look.
"baffling!"
"Unexplainable?" Teacher Mo grabbed his collar, "Come here, come here—"
The two were talking, and they were about to fight. Song Hong and Kou Dong felt bad, so they both stood up, talking and talking, and finally separated the two. Teacher Mo hummed angrily, and when he sat down next to them, he kept saying, "Don't look at them, there are many ways to trick people. This must be intentional. They put a water basin on the door before—that's it!" The group of students all look like ghosts!"
Having said that, Kou Dong also understood that Teacher Mo should indeed be a teacher in real life.
Maybe it's the kind of teacher who is not very loved by students and is easily bullied.
Because of this, his negative emotions are concentrated here, and he can easily be aroused by a small action. This is not just because of what happened in this world, but the grievances accumulated in the previous decades.
He is also a teacher. Even in the face of these malice,
The dungeon just provided a mirror to reflect all their hidden negative emotions.
If this continues, Teacher Mo is also in danger.
Gotta take control.
Song Hong also knew it in his heart, but he was still a little worried, "How to control it?"
Kou Dong thought about it.
"Otherwise, Song Hong and I will tell you a cross talk, shall we?"
Song Hong: ...? ?
What? No, I'm not, I'm not—
I don't have this ability!