Yu Xing felt more than once that he had become weaker in this copy, but he also became more sensitive.
His blindness lasted only two seconds, and before the person behind him pulled the axe out of the ground, he had already regained his vision.
The surroundings are not offices in the traditional sense. Whether it is a desk, a lounge chair for rest or other cabinets, they are all made of tree rattan.
Small branches stir together to form a solid item, which can be regarded as the best use of the items.
These rattans used for decoration do not have any black patterns on them, nor do they have the strange feeling of being a ghost tree. They are probably abandoned branches that fall off the ghost tree.
In addition, the whole room was not square, but like a tree hole, with dense gaps on the walls. If a patient with a terror came, he would probably have to squat in place and his limbs were trembling.
There are no windows in the room. Of course, this is underground. Even if there are windows, it may only allow people to see the soil layer outside the room, which is depressing and terrifying.
The smell of blood poured into Yu Xing's nose from behind, and Yu Xing's eyes were dim for a moment.
"Mr. Principal, what are you doing?"
He said, smiling and turning around.
This was the first time Yu Xing met the principal of St. Jones Middle School. Before seeing him, Yu Xing was a little curious about what a person who could build a school into this ghostly appearance would look like.
After seeing this, I couldn't help but lose interest.
In front of me was a middle-aged man who was about forties, and his hair was covered with some silver frost due to hard work.
The principal was wearing a fitted suit and single-sided glasses. The gold chain extended from the side of his eyes to the epaulette, looking gentle and with the high-end and luxurious temperament of the upper class.
The only thing that is not in line with it is the axe handle held by the principal in his hand.
When the principal heard his question, he replied with a gentle smile: "Sorry, I scared you, Roy, it's just that I heard you are a student recommended by the school doctor, so I just want to try your skills."
He finally pulled out the axe, and the majestic axe blade was directly facing Yu Xing, as if he was about to slash over the next moment.
The entire surface of the axe is covered with rust that is deeply rooted after the blood has dried up. Just a glance, I don’t know how many people this axe has killed.
"I'm very happy to see such an excellent student appearing in the school. Although the numbers on your transcript need to be improved, your help to our teachers is unprecedented." Seeing that Yu Xing's eyes were on the axe, the principal put it away in surprise, pretending to be surprised, "Sorry, I left you with an impression of rudeness."
"It doesn't matter, Mr. Principal. Since I transferred to St. Jonas Middle School, almost everyone I met has been so rude. I have become accustomed to it." Yu Xing said with a smile that he was so angry that he was not worth his life, which made Mr. Principal's hypocritical smile stiff for a moment.
"Humor is also a virtue." After a while, the principal's smile became natural again. He pointed to the rattan sofa beside him, "Come here to sit, kid, I think we can have a good chat about where you will go after graduation."
Yu Xing cooperated to walk towards the sofa, and at the same time, he saw the familiar black patterns on the surface of the sofa.
The principal should not know the specific connection between him and Guichenshu, and only thinks that he has special physique or special abilities, and is the food selected by Guichenshu.
After all, Guichenshu should not take the initiative to confess the matters related to the source of power to the puppets on the ground, so...
Do you want to kill him like this?
Yu Xing thought to himself, and the smile on his face couldn't help but feel sincere.
It's so great.
He was just about to touch more of these patterns.
Yu Xing and the principal sat down steadily on the sofa and met face to face.
There is a pot of tea on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and two upside-down tea cups and teapot are placed on a delicate plate.
The rattan stripes did not attack him immediately. Instead, the principal really looked like he wanted to talk for a long time, and first opened the topic: "I will introduce myself, I am Principal Anderson."
Yu Xing crossed his legs and spoke as politely as he spoke, his body language was as arrogant as he was: "I know, I have heard of your name in the school history."
"Oh, it seems that you have passed the school history." The principal looked at him with an unknown meaning, reached out and put the upside down tea cup straight, and poured him a cup of tea with his own hands.
"Are you thirsty? We can chat while tasting tea."
Yu Xing glanced at the tea.
This is obviously not any kind of tea in reality. The green tea leaves are very beautiful. After being soaked in hot water, the tea water is dyed into a faint transparent green, as beautiful as a whole piece of crystal.
If you smell it carefully, you can smell a bit similar to the fragrance of bamboo leaves in reality.
"This is a good tea I got from a new teahouse outside the school. Haha, this teahouse has become famous these days. Even I have worked hard to get a pack. It is the most suitable for treating students to drink."
The principal gracefully helped his one-sided glasses, took a sip under Yu Xing's gaze, and then exclaimed: "It's indeed a good tea."
It is not ruled out that the principal would poison him, Yu Xing picked up the teacup and smiled calmly.
So what if you poison it?
He is poisonous again.
And his vague inspiration told him that there was indeed no substance in this cup of tea that was harmful to him.
He opened his mouth slightly to take a sip, at least to maintain a good mood with the principal, because he still had an important item that he had not taken out of the principal's mouth.
Unexpectedly, just as Yu Xing lowered his head slightly and his lips were about to touch the tea, the tea leaves in the tea cup suddenly turned bright blood, and the tea stained with it also became blood-red, and it became more and more intense in the cup, like a cup of blood.
It smells nothing changed.
Yu Xing paused and looked up at the principal.
The principal laughed and proudly showed off: "Isn't it very interesting? The green tea leaves will not change color due to hot water, but will bloom into bright blood leaves when the breath of people approaches, dyeing the whole cup of tea until bright red. How beautiful it is."
"It's really surprising." Yu Xing didn't want to drink this cup of tea, he asked casually, "Does this tea have a name?"
"Of course there is." The principal sipped it slowly before continuing, "The name of the tea is Xunxing."
Yu Xing's breathing calmly stopped and immediately returned to normal.
"The teahouse owner seems to be a traveler from the East. He is wearing a green robe and has a masterful demeanor, especially the crystal bell on him, which is really wonderful." The principal praised the tea while admiring others, as if he was obsessed with the hurry when he bought tea before.
"If I have the chance, I will definitely go to the boss's teahouse to buy tea. Being able to make friends from the East may also be of some benefit to me in the future inspection of the East."
Yu Xing chuckled. This time, he raised his head and drank the blood-red tea. The red tea entered his throat, bringing a warm and ironing to his limbs and bones. He could also detect a very familiar breath wandering through his throat, stopping in his heart.
The breath did nothing, just hovering in the heart, as if waiting for something quietly.
Chapter completed!