Apocalyptic Forecast

Chapter 503

Just at the entrance of the lobby on the first floor, the students at the moment suddenly diverged, bypassing the man standing in the middle of the door, or standing far away, curious to watch.

The gray-green hakama is covered with no wrinkles, covered with black feathers, and clogs.

And holding a slender sword bag in his hand.

Wait aloud.

The middle-aged man's curly hair is pale, and his face is particularly vicissitudes. After the original dignified appearance was covered with a chill, it had unspeakable majesty.

scaring.

At this moment, faced with this sudden question, Huai Shi's eyebrows were slightly raised, looking at him like this: "Seriously, I don't know what you mean, but I guessed a little, and I don't know if you are willing to listen. I explain.

But before that, at least you have to report your name, this teacher? "

The visitor immediately sneered, "Any unknown pawns are naturally not worth the attention of the inspectors of the Astronomical Society-since they have done that kind of things, now they only ask the names under them, don't they feel hypocritical?"

"It doesn't matter if you want to ridicule, if this is your intention."

Huai Shi calmly raised his hand, handed the bag containing the lesson plan to Lin XIXou, and walked towards him: "Although I was ridiculed by someone who did nothing, I was a little angry, but I still hope this matter can be The decent way was solved.

So, let me reiterate again-I do n’t know who you are or why you have such a big grudge against me.

But if you want to talk about something, then before I explain it, at the very least, you have to report your name, right? "

"Do you want to humiliate me again!"

The middle-aged man was furious: "It's useless to say more, let's understand the power of the astronomical judges!"

He reached out and opened the sword pocket, revealing a long sword from Yingzhou.

Here, launch a challenge.

"From just now to now, don't you humiliate me unilaterally?"

Among the crowd of people watching, Huai Shi asked blankly: "However, aggressively carrying a sword to the door is not an attitude of conversation?

Or do you just want to find a place to vent your anger? "

At that moment, with Huai Shi stepping forward, everyone saw a flower.

After an instant trance, it seems that a gap suddenly appeared in the middle of time, and the whole process disappeared, leaving only the final result.

The Huai poetry was like a ghost, and it passed a few meters in an instant. Even the slightest wind had not been lifted, and it had come to the middle-aged man.

Close at hand.

"Now, I will ask one last time—"

He stared at the spreading pupils and asked softly:

"--Name?"

Subconsciously, the middle-aged man retreated.

A sharp voice burst out, and the clogs scratched two tragic marks on the smooth ground. Faced with sudden changes, his response can be said to be perfect.

Moving like a thunder, he immediately exited two meters, almost breaking the glass behind the door.

Finally opened the safe distance.

But when he raised his eyes, he found that Huai Shi's face was still close by, and his warm smile had not changed, and he couldn't help but sweat.

The right hand that was resting on the hilt suddenly clenched with force, and as the thumb of the left hand pushed, the steel in the sheath whistled out—pull the sword!

Immediately after that, it stopped abruptly.

"useless."

Huai Shi's palm was raised, and I did not know when it was already in front of the hilt. It seemed to grab the seven inches of the giant python in the hole, and it was not allowed to shed another point.

In this way, inch by inch the blade was reinserted into the scabbard.

Regardless of how the middle-aged man resisted, his face suffocated, and the palm pushed forward had never shaken or swayed until the scabbard and the blade were closed together, and a clear chirping sound was made.

Huai Shi took a step back, his smile still harmless.

As if provoking, gesture to him.

Come again.

A ray of irritated crimson appeared on the face of the comer Tie Qing, even taking a step in front of the face of Huai Shi, and slowly bending down, posing a gesture of attack.

It seemed that the bow of the long bow was gradually tightened, and the horror tension that had not been attracted was concentrated on his five fingers holding the hilt.

ready.

Only the bitter chill spreads from the steel-hungry tweet in the sheath, killing the biting bones-there is no room left, this is a genuine real sword showdown.

But Huaishi still smiled, standing still, without moving.

Just looked at him.

In the gradual solidification of the silence, only the bean-sized sweat beads slowly dripped from the samurai's forehead, soaking up the neckline and the broken floor under the feet.

He was motionless.

Only the long sword in the sheath groaned more and more fierce, as sharp as it did, tingling everyone's eardrums and climbing up frantically. Until the end, in Huai Shi's waiting, desperate wail burst out.

There was a shattering sound from the sheath.

The blade that had never been sheathed shattered into the sheath.

As the long sword shattered, it suddenly seemed to have lost all the essence. The middle-aged man's face was pale, he could no longer support his body, and he stumbled to the ground.

Where do not understand the gap between each other?

He didn't even draw the sword, and he lost.

No, it should be said: Until the complete failure, he did not have the courage to draw a sword in front of the silent eyes.

Unexplained fear emerged from intuition, ingested his consciousness, and made him freeze in place, unable to move.

"I'm losing ..."

The middle-aged man with a stern look struggling to support his body with a scabbard and gasped hard: "Today, it is me, Sasaki Kiyoshi, who came to the door to take the shame.

From now on, when he meets Mr. Huai Shi, he will naturally evade Sanshe, and he dare not be entangled— "

Speaking of which, his voice trembles slightly, and he sees it as extremely miserable, unable to restrain himself, and almost tears are about to fall. He had to bow his head and stumble from the ground, trying to escape in awkwardness.

But heard the soft voice behind him:

"--Am I letting you go?"

Amidst the vague hustle and bustle, death came suddenly.

The low words with unimaginable weight and chill made the hall solidified again.

Sasaki Kiyoshi was stunned in place.

In the reflection of the glass door in front of him, vaguely glimpsed the reflection of the young man. The erratic like a bubble, it is difficult to see the essence, but in an instant trance, it seems that there is an endless darkness rising into the sky, engulfing everything.

A terrifying vortex of fear has been formed.

Under the cover of darkness, he finally realized the source of this fear in his heart.

Right next to him, I don't know when two dim and spooky shadows have appeared. One held the heavy crimson axe in both hands, as solemn and majestic as the priest.

The short knife in the other shadow's hand was already attached to his neck.

Feel the bitter cold.

As of today, Sasaki Kiyomasa still doesn't understand where, since standing in front of Huai Shi, his life has long been out of his own hands.

"Teacher Sasaki, right?" In the silence, Huai Shi came to him and asked back.

"Exactly."

Under the erosion of the chill, Sasaki Qingzheng raised his head hard and responded aloud, waiting for the launch of Huai Shi.

But after a short, palpable silence, Huai Shi raised his head in contemplation, but suddenly grinned, revealing a warm smile.

Darkness, ghosts, frost and death disappeared at that moment.

Only a passionate face remained.

"Teacher Sasaki--"

Just like at first sight, Huaishi grabbed the hands of Sasaki Qingzheng and asked enthusiastically:

"Have you eaten?"

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Two hours later, in a Yingzhou-style izakaya in the Tower of Ivory.

"Excuse me, have another bowl!"

Sasaki Kiyoshi raised the empty bowl in his hand.

The corner of Lin Xian's eyes twitched, looking at the densely packed empty bowls and trays piled on the table. I didn't know where this came from.

"Give me a bowl too."

Huai Shi also raised his hand and greeted: "By the way, I would like to have sake and fried chicken nuggets-nineteen. What else do you want? Just be a teacher, don't be polite."

"I'm full."

Lin nineteen looked helpless and looked at the spectacular scene on the table.

No matter how you eat, you can't compare to these two foodies.

So in the gap between waiting for tea and rice, the two men nibbled the edamame and drank the wine, as if it was not they who had just fought.

And Huai Shi finally figured out the causes and consequences.

Sasaki Kiyomasa is a lost wanderer.

And if you want to talk about the relationship, there is even a little connection between the two. There was even a little connection between them. Before he lost the prince, he was the Lijian family, the servants of the Lijian family.

It is a pity that because of the struggle between the Tianjin and Guojin departments, the Wu family turned to the general, and the previous generation of the Lijian family who was in the wrong team was ordered to commit suicide in the subsequent liquidation.

But Sasaki Kiyoshi was transformed from an 800-headed Chinese head into a rogue, and had no place in Yingzhou. If the brain is a little smart, he might be able to restart the stove outside, but if he puts on a string like Sasaki, there is a string of iron and a stunned boy, and he can't find any home.

After a few wanderings, eventually the tower of Shelter and Ivory became an external teacher everywhere.

Simply put, it is temporary workers.

There are not many people like Ivory Tower. They can't get a formal contract, and they have little hope of getting their own fixed classroom. The reason why he can stay is because he is valued by the professors in the Huadao classroom and recruited as his assistant.

The professor is already very old, and it is rare to meet a younger generation with good eyes and can take care of one by one. I only hope that my fellow is not going to be a thief.

But the good times didn't last long. Before half a year, the professor took sick before the school started.

The huge flower hall classrooms are headless, and Sasaki is favored, but it is difficult to prevent the classroom from declining day by day.

Seeing the hard work of the old professor's life disappeared, even this classroom could not be kept, Sasaki's mind was cut.

But even if the belly is cut, there is no egg.

At this time, I saw my family's students lost one by one, and the original students planned to switch to the classroom of classical music appreciation for various reasons, and then the people in the two clubs fanned the fire ...

"If it weren't for Huai Jun Haihan today, it was almost a disaster."

After eating, Sasaki was sitting up again, leaning towards Huai Shi according to Yingzhou ’s strictest understanding, and almost prostrate to the ground: "大 変 申 し 訳 ご ざ い ま せ ん で し た!"

"Where is Mr. Sasaki? Aren't we not familiar with each other?"

Huai Shi lifted him up with a warm face ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ a relief: "You may not know that Xiao Amber and I are in the Social Security Bureau but the relationship between the **** and the yellow paper is cut, and everyone fights side by side in the paradise , I almost became a brother and sister with a different surname. In my heart, she will always be a sister. How can you know the people in the sister's family? "

To bully Sasaki's profound knowledge of not knowing the Dongxia language, Huai Shi took the advantage of his strength: "Mistaken misunderstandings, please don't care. In the future, our two classrooms need to be in harmony."

I do n’t know why, the thoughts of lack of virtue keep emerging in my heart:

Why get angry?

——This kind of tool with a lack of roots and a very easy-to-use tool must be held in his hand!

In the morning, I got a sore throat, fever, and a runny nose—Mah, I ’m not going to get cold?

(End of this chapter)