Chapter 204 Are you the ancient Greek god in charge of part-time jobs?


Chapter 204: Are you the ancient Greek god in charge of part-time jobs?

"What?" Mao Feiyang was startled. Mu Daxian seemed to have muttered some bird song just now. Except for the weird pronunciation, he didn't understand any of it. What was "Da Sen" and what was "She was better than Mom." "...

Lin Yi was also shocked.

Compared to Mao Feiyang who knew nothing, when Lin Yi heard this sentence, he felt that some powerful force penetrated the void and fell on him and Mao like a glass cover. Feiyang's body directly cut off his blind and foolish curiosity about conceptual sculptures.

"This, this language...?!"

Lin Yi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his pupils fluctuated violently. He had heard these obscure syllables and strange melodies from the other side of the ocean many times when he fell into confusion!

I also heard it from the mouth of that cult choir!

However, whether it is the sound carried by the sea breeze or hearing such a sound from the mouth of a cult choir, one can feel a kind of pure collapsing malice and countless twists and entanglements. The negative emotions of being together, and that strong sense of calling that goes deep into your heart.

But in Mu Daxian's mouth, I heard a different taste. It was weird, but there was not much evil breath, only the feeling that shook people's hearts, like marching drums. , as deafening as thunder, making people unsteady and invigorated.

"This Mu Daxian...could he have held many positions, not only as a dormitory manager, but also as a member of a fucking cult choir?!"

Mu Daxian glanced at him: "One of the precepts in "The Iron Rule of the Night Watch", with the blessing of absolute will, can effectively resist mental pollution when recited."

Lin Yi: "? ? "

No... Lin Yi suspected that he heard it wrong.

What did Mu Daxian just say?

"The Iron Law of the Night Watch"

What is this thing? !

It sounds like a kind of code, but it is iron-clad and iron-clad... It feels like it is a level higher in terms of grade and B-level!

And... what did Mu Daxian just say?

[A precept in "The Iron Rules of the Night Watch"]

What the hell... Lin Yi is a little confused. He has worked as a dormitory for Mu Daxian and stayed in a cult to sing poems. Ban’s estimate is still too conservative!

Is this better than fucking still retiring from the Night's Watch? !

Lin Yi looked at Mu Daxian with a complex and admiring look in his eyes. If this were the case, Mu Daxian could simply be called the "god in charge of part-time jobs in ancient Greece."

However, due to the information gap, Mao Feiyang could not imagine what Lin Yi was thinking of. He only thought that Mu Daxian was awesome but did not know where his awesomeness was. His first reaction was also This is not a random question, let's see if you happen to ask about the "Iron Law of the Night Watch" that Lin Yi is curious about, what does that weird and magical sentence mean, what special power does it have, etc...< br>
Instead, he directly hugged Mu Daxian's thigh...

Then the moment he started, Mu Daxian was ruthlessly pinned to the ground, and the classic "I Can't Breathe· jpg》……

"Damn, cough...sounds so awesome...coach, I want to learn this... cough..." Even though he was really pressed to the ground, Mao Feiyang still insisted on his opinion.

Mu Daxian let go of him: "You can't teach me, unless you really don't plan to leave."

"Holy shit!" Mao Feiyang shuddered and completely came back to his senses. , "Is this the content 'under the cover of the book'?"

Mu Daxian glanced at him, a hint of amusement appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's almost the last page, why, you still dare to understand "

Mao Feiyang quickly shook his head like a rattle. At this moment, even if he was really curious, he didn't dare to be more curious.

"He... is too scary." Mao Feiyang was frightened for a while. He was indeed attracted just now. If it weren't for Mu Daxian, he would have been really in trouble now.

No, maybe we are not qualified to be in trouble, so the earth will be reopened online.

“Actually...” Mu Daxian said again, “He is not an enemy, but he is more terrifying than an enemy, because...”

“We are not even qualified to be enemies with Him. None.”

Mao Feiyang’s heart skipped a beat, and he was immediately silenced by Mu Daxian.

Mu Daxian continued: "So, the school has just compiled some codes..."

Mao Feiyang had an idea: "Are the codes used to fight against them?"

" Confrontation? Are you fucking kidding?" Mu Daxian smiled bitterly and shook his head. He didn't even mean to hit Mao Feiyang, "The code... is to let you avoid him as much as possible."

“Whether it is the code of the experience students or our code, there is almost no mention of past confrontation.”

“Especially the experience students, most of them are not equipped to fight against fake people or pure Those who grow nocturnal species will suffer pollution due to resistance even if they can resist.”

"So no matter what they do, unless they maintain zero contact with the polluter, they are likely to deepen the pollution."

"So, the rules of the experience system are to follow the five no principles, regardless of, don't ask, Don't listen, don't watch, don't do anything, the main thing is 'ignoring'."

"As for our art department... it's similar, but we bully the weak and fear the strong, and never touch those who can't be beaten, and those who can be beaten. If you see it, it's best to stay away."

"In short, avoid it if you can. If you can't avoid it, kill it. Either don't do it, or do it to death."

Mao Feiyang was stunned for a while and could only nod his head repeatedly. This is the words and deeds of a real boss. He not only pays attention to theory but also teaches directly in actual combat. Is there anything more efficient than this method? of?

"Ouch! Hiss—" At this moment, Mao Feiyang suddenly squeaked and looked at his forearm with a frown.

The scratch on the forearm actually split about two centimeters longer than the original length. The edge of the hideous wound was like the teeth marks of a zipper. In the wound, a drop of crystal clear, like a ruby. Like blood droplets crystallizing, they are condensing and forming, and there is also a faint smell of blood floating in the air.

The paint on the surrounding walls all squirmed, and the big eyes turned to Mao Feiyang, and tiny strands of flesh were like capillaries drilling out of the body of the pure night crawler. When he came out, there was a faint tendency to reach towards Mao Feiyang.

A twisted black shadow also appeared at the end of the covered bridge. The harsh friction sound of "rustling" made my mouth go dry and my heart became more and more hairy.

Mao Feiyang exclaimed eagerly: "Great Immortal, my wound seems to have opened!"

Mu Daxian grabbed Mao Feiyang's arm and took a look: "The injury has expanded! It must be your perception of Him just now that has caused your blood to accelerate now, and the blood has begun to gush out of your body. You can't hold it back... Let's go to the next one. Place!”

After saying that, he stood up with Mao Feiyang and trotted across the covered bridge towards the teaching building in front. Outside the covered bridge, there was a dense fog, and there was only a handful of moonlight in the sky.

A storm came and enveloped the three teaching buildings. The teaching buildings were like patterns reflected on the water, swaying in the wind and rain, and the students running on the covered bridge The two of them stepped on and felt like walking across a river on a suspension bridge.

「Hoo-ho--」

"Rust, rustle..."

It was clear that there was a violent storm all around, but except for this sound, the whole world seemed to be dead silent. And to Mao Feiyang, that sound seemed to be completely different from the campus. On this level, it's like a hall with two speakers turned on. One side is full of swaying wind and rain, but the other side only has quiet echoes.

He felt extremely unreal, even the steps he stepped on seemed to be much empty.

"Let's go! Don't worry about anything. Go ahead and clean the wound first!" Mu Daxian shouted in his ear and called him back to his thoughts with a stick.

Just like Wei Liang once tried to wake up Lin Yi.

The two quickly arrived at the 4th floor of Building C of the teaching building. When Mao Feiyang came to the male guard and turned on the faucet and put his hand over to clean it, a warm and cool feeling that he had never felt before slowly spread from the wound. It spread, causing the restless energy and blood in his body to gradually calm down, and he felt relaxed for a long time.

Mao Feiyang breathed a long sigh of relief, while Mu Daxian was vigilantly paying attention to the surrounding environment.

But a problem arose. Mao Feiyang found that silk-like blood was continuously flowing out of his wound, but it had no tendency to stop at all.

He felt his hands getting colder and colder, and a pale, corpse-like color began to appear under his skin.

"Great Immortal...I don't feel right..." Mao Feiyang said weakly.

"There's nothing wrong. This is your only way now before returning to the art classroom." Mu Daxian said in a deep voice, "No, they're coming, damn...it's a little faster this time!"
< br>"Let's go, Xiaomao, change places!" Mu Daxian said and took the lead in the charge. This time he did not have a corridor bridge or stairs, but turned directly at the end of the corridor and rushed towards Class 12 from Group C. Class C, Class 10, then passed the covered bridge on the other side of Class C, and returned to Class B, Class 10...

In Mu Daxian's words, this was a guerrilla war, but he and Mao Feiyang They just swim around but don't attack. Their main goal is to circle around the three teaching buildings, keeping the purebred nocturnal ones who catch up with them after smelling their scent forever behind them.

They need to use this method to persist until 0 o'clock, and then return to the art building from the elevator on the first floor of the teaching building.

Mu Daxian at the front was very familiar with this, and all the steps were carried out in an orderly manner. But speaking of two things, Mao Feiyang was in trouble.

The water was gradually unable to clean his wounds. When he started running, blood seeped out of his pores and condensed on his cold arms. As he ran, he covered it with his other hand, but his whole body was visibly wet due to blood loss. Decline.

While passing the covered bridge this time, Lin Yi looked down from a high place. His eyes penetrated the rain curtain and thick fog, and he could vaguely see the somewhat distorted walls of the teaching building.

Under the violent wind and rain, countless pure-bred nocturnal species and pseudo-humans were climbing up the wall. They were lying on the windowsill, looking at the classroom with the lights out through the explosion-proof glass, their faces You don't need to think about the expression on her face to know how crazy and perverted it is.

Their bodies were wet from the rain, and the whole thing seemed to be covered with a gray haze. They knocked hard on the glass, but you have to believe the quality of domestic anti-explosion glass. I have been guarding against these things since I was in school until now...

Arriving in front of the men's guard next to Class 10 of Group B, Mao Feiyang was about to turn on the faucet when he was suddenly grabbed by Mu Daxian: "Damn it. , I can’t do it here, go downstairs!”

"Ah?" Mao Feiyang was stunned for a moment, then seemed to realize something and looked up at the male guard.

Among the men's guards with flickering lights, something like a rice cake peeling off the wall appeared... Without even thinking about it, I knew it was a pure nocturnal species. Under the flickering lights, , it is impossible to tell how many there are.

"It's a bit troublesome..." Mu Daxian, who was going downstairs, frowned slightly, "There's still about an hour...the shrinking circle of these dirty things is surrounding us faster than usual."

"It is estimated that with His arrival..."

"Pilgrims only have light in their eyes, even moths are willing to fly into the fire... Damn it, we are the only ones who suffer." Mu Daxian spat. A sound.

Time passed little by little, Mu Daxian and Mao Feiyang were circling around the teaching building according to a certain movement pattern, like a train king deep in the dragon's lair, tightly pulling in a wave of pure night-breed hatred, and like Just like Uncle Long in the Furniture City, he took advantage of the terrain and relied on dexterous movement to hang them...

The problem is that the number of purebred nocturnal breeds behind them is increasing.

Gradually, whether it is a pure night species with no bones and only a puddle of liquid, or a pseudo-person that has begun to take on a human form, they are all mixed together, following behind them like a mudslide...

"Great Immortal...if we are caught up, are we doomed?" Mao Feiyang glanced behind him while running. Basically, there is a covered bridge between them and the pure night-breeds. Add half a flight of stairs, but the number and disgustingness of the other party are enough to make people unforgettable for a lifetime.

“Be more confident and remove the word ‘is it’?” Mu Daxian said.

Mao Feiyang looked pale: "Great Immortal, it suddenly occurred to me... we feel like we have met a scumbag."

"Huh?"

"Imagine being surrounded by a pile of fleshy mud. It feels like the walking dead are chasing you." Mao Feiyang said, "No matter how fast you run, they are behind you, keeping a distant distance from you like a scumbag."

Mu Daxian was stunned. Stunned: "You kid, you understand scumbag girls, and what you say is a bit artistic..."

"Really!" Mao Feiyang was a little proud.

"But can your literary and artistic style not appear in inappropriate places?" Mu Daxian couldn't help but said, "If they catch up with you, prepare to feel the mudslide of human flesh!"

Mao Feiyang quickly restrained himself. After dragging his heavy body for a while, he asked again: "Great Immortal... how long do we have to run... I feel like I can't hold on any longer!"

"Don't talk lightly. Give up, that’s what you said half an hour ago, didn’t you still make it through?” Mu Daxian said unceremoniously.

Mao Feiyang: "..."

"Then what time is it now? How do we know when it crosses zero?"

Thanks to book friend "usjdnshhs" for the tip! !

 

 

(End of this chapter)

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