There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea

Chapter One of the eighth piece: (ten)

Linglong has really lived in the world for a long, long time. If you count it strictly, if you plan to eliminate the days when she slept in the deserted sea, it is only when she is awake, it is far less than staying in the world for long. But no matter when, no matter how good people Linglong met, she couldn't develop a sense of belonging to the world. She cannot love the world like a god, but for the world, it is God who loves them, and it is the evil spirits who harm them.

Human beings are so cruel that Linglong can't feel good about them, and human beings are so gentle that Linglong can't help but want to get close - but more often, pure and honest souls can't be met, and that's why she I always don’t understand why some people have done something wrong, but can quickly let go of their guilt, and then feel at ease? Of course, she has never been righteously called a messenger of justice, and there are many lives that have died in her hands when she speaks words of conscience. Higher wisdom brings not only growth and development, but also countless tears and regrets.

Wang Zhongfei was dead. It was very cold that day. His head was stuck in the vegetable washing basin. When he was found, the blood and water had turned into ice. It was a very tragic sight, and people couldn't bear to look at it carefully. But some people said: This man raped several female students when he was a teacher. This is retribution!

No, this is not retribution.

Retribution will not come so quickly. Many times, people suffer in their lives for no reason, and it will not make you live well in the next life. This life is so riddled with holes, will I go to the next life. People who live well are reluctant to die. They can do a lot of things in order to survive.

But these people obviously do not include Wang Zhongfei. He is just a stern but gentle teacher. After the school handed over Class Z to him, he tried every means to recover the ill students. This unwarranted disaster turned him into a scumbag teacher who everyone yelled and beat, let his wife leave with his son, his family was ruined, and he was pointed and pointed no matter where he went. He was finally released because there was no evidence, but the respected Teacher Wang will never come back. It doesn't matter if there is no evidence.

There are still rumors.

There are also the words of heartbreaking uttered from the mouths of innocent people. Every word and every sentence is a burden that crushes Teacher Wang's spine. Some of them have never known him, but this does not prevent them from chatting and talking, nor does it prevent rumors of murder.

Everyone is a murderer, he is the murderer who put his head in that ice-cold basin, and let the blood stain red and transparent water, so that he finally died in such an absurd and funny way.

But ah, the law won't give him justice. After people watched his death, they won't remember him anymore. Maybe some people will give birth to some small, small guilt, but that guilt is like a sneeze accidentally when you get up one morning. The moment you finish you worry about whether you will catch a cold, step on your slippers and throw it out of the sky. . As for the three female students, maybe they will grow up in the future and they will think of this past, but they will laugh off soon, young and frivolous, we hadn't grown up at that time, we were ignorant!

Will not be remembered.

His wife will never forgive him. His children are ashamed of having a father like him. He also asked his parents to send white-haired people to black-haired people. Such unwillingness and such pain, even if the soul is pure, tastes exquisitely. It's also bitter.

But it doesn't matter, she can do a lot of things for her own ingredients.

The school was off for seven days. Three girls did not come back after school started. Linglong stood on the podium, looking high at the group of children with immature faces. They are not murderers, they are word of mouth and knowing. The accomplice of the murderer is not reported or shielded.

"Tomorrow I won't continue teaching you." Linglong told them like this. "But what I want you to remember is that everything you have done that made you regret, uneasy, guilty, and fearful will be added to you tenfold in the future. If you hit a wild cat with a bicycle, take off the girl. Children’s skirts, those who slapped dozens of people, and knocked down the elderly... These are gifts from my teacher Wang on behalf of you. I think your life will be colorful, long or short."

This is the last time Class Z students have seen that beautiful evil class teacher. When she was there, they were obediently afraid of her, but when she left, who else could control them? Isn't the school still their world? There are no snakes on them, and they won't be threatened by people pinching their necks. What else are they afraid of? They are still young, there are countless things waiting to be done, who would remember such a ridiculous thing a teacher once said?

Frighten people?

But they will gradually understand that it is not alarmist. There is a causal cycle in the world, and Linglong doesn't care about it, and what she imposes on these students is not insoluble. When she left this world, they sincerely regretted their lives to do good deeds to resolve, and the catastrophe would not occur. But stop making trouble, where will anyone regret it? Even if Linglong had reached Teacher Wang before leaving, they would have forgotten it.

Teacher Wang is the former head teacher. I don't know what's going on now. They didn't do anything. It has nothing to do with them.

forgotten.

What was said casually, a rumor that was carefully crafted. Because once the words are exported, it's like wind and sand.

Teacher Wang met Linglong, and many people never met her in their lives.

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Linglong who left the school didn't clean up anything. She left a place so as not to take away anything other than gold and silver treasures. But Tang Tongfu chased him out. He ran too fast and was out of breath: "Old, teacher!"

"It's okay to say the old words only once." She was clearly a young and beautiful dragon.

"Thank you!"

Linglong laughed: "No thanks, you also paid the price. We are in a relationship between money and money." Although she felt like she was doing charity.

"teacher!"

Linglong, who had already turned and left, was stopped again, and she became a little impatient: "Isn't she looking for a beating?"

"No, no." Tang Tongfu scratched his head. "I want to say, I sometimes feel empty in my heart, what's the matter? Is it a sequelae? It feels like something is missing, but I don't know."

Linglong turned her head and smiled at him: "As long as you ask so much what to do? You just need to be like the sun in the sky, and you can fill that void." It would be nice to have idols who never fall in love or get married for a lifetime, if she is The fans are happy.

Tang Tongfu stood silly in the same place. Now he has left Class Z and transferred to another class. In fact, he still has a lot of things to ask the teacher, but he always feels that he has to make a little progress. It's like spending 30 cents but wanting 300,000 after-sales service.

And the teacher doesn't look like a confidant big sister, beautiful and cool.

Linglong has passed the bridge, and now she knows what kind of story is inside. During her absence in the deserted sea, she must have brought new food.

Ah... I really want to go back soon and eat a little bit more, the world is still losing a lot.

In the future, she will hang a pennant at Guixu Dragon Palace and write five characters, "Charity Gourmet".

After walking across the bridge and after a while, Linglong found the hospital. Three familiar girls lay on three beds in the same ward. But without the smoky makeup and false eyelashes in the miniskirt and the domineering expression of S2, Linglong would not be able to recognize them.

In fact, Linglong hasn't remembered the names of these three girls until now. She calls them a toilet dinner group in her heart. The name was posted on the hospital bed. She didn't bother to look at it, and the corner of her mouth twitched. She sat down on the nursing chair and said, "How do you feel?"

Framed the teacher saying that he was raped by the teacher, and used public opinion to successfully drive away the teacher and indirectly kill the other person. Really suffered a terrible thing. After experiencing inhuman torture, the report was not accepted, and it was totally unfair. How does it feel?

This is not what she did, maybe this is the "retribution" that humans always talk about? She just did a small thing to remove the trauma of the three girls, which made it impossible for modern medicine to verify, and naturally there was no evidence. Of course, in return, whether it was the traffickers or the group of people they met, she would eat their souls and replace them with puppets who would no longer do evil.

Although the few girls lying on the hospital bed have no trauma, the pain will not go away. Linglong decides to take off her charity title. She raised her legs and the old **** was there, "Look, I said that humans don’t feel the same. Humans only know what pain is after experiencing the same thing."

After enjoying this scene, she stood up and waved goodbye: "It's a truth, are you happy?"

The girls burst into tears, smiling exquisitely, without any pity, she would not like the black soul still exuding after experiencing such a thing, just like the few human traffickers she had eaten before, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty. Both are really not delicious. But what else can you do if you don't swallow it directly? Can't let black become white after hiding for a year or a half, and ugliness become beautiful?

Forget it, I can eat it anyway, no matter how much it is.

I really envy people who don’t need to be hungry, or people who have food right away when they are hungry. People have no worries about food and clothing. Unlike her, who is so poor, looking for food everywhere, it’s hard to find delicious food, what? The tattered things are stuffed into my stomach, and I feel like a fool. What is even more annoying is that sometimes the effort is not proportional to the gain. Why did she become a philanthropist?

Linglong got angry on the bridge and jumped into the river. As long as there is water, she can return to the deserted sea without wasting any effort.

This is her home.