Chapter 125: :Yanglin Town 37

Zheng Quzhi’s white shirt was dirty and messy. He patted the dust on his body, and saw that the skin on his knees had been torn. He couldn’t help gritting his teeth: Damn, he’s thin and tender, wouldn’t it be easier here? dead?
"Is it all right?" Wei Yan stretched out his hand to wipe the wetness from the corner of Zheng Quzhi's eyes, his face was covered with a layer of haze, and a dark color was drawn across his eyes.
"It's okay." Zheng Quzhi was a little embarrassed. It was too embarrassing to be so scared that he almost cried. He bent down and continued to pat his clothes to hide his embarrassment.
"Not good! You guys are not good!" The female teacher yelled hysterically, as if she was anxious, and rushed over again in a violent storm.
Wei Yan pulled Zheng Quzhi behind him, lifted his foot and kicked at her.
That kick caused the teacher to scream, and black air welled up where he was kicked. Zheng Quzhi was caught off guard and inhaled some, and the whole person passed out.
Wei Yan's eyes flashed, and he caught Zheng Quzhi who was falling down. He didn't know where he got a knife, and he cut his wrist and blood spurted out. After drawing a circle of blood, Wei Yan quickly lowered his head and touched his lips.

"The kindergarten is like my home, the teacher treats me like a mother, the teacher calls me a good baby, I say the teacher is like a mother."
"The kindergarten is like my home, the teacher treats me like a mother, and the teacher calls me a good baby..."
The cheerful nursery rhymes are sung repeatedly, which is very similar to the previous songs in Chao Yecun. Zheng Quzhi frowned and slowly opened his eyes.
The entrance is still the kindergarten, with colorful walls full of childishness, small benches and small tables in a reduced version.
Zheng Quzhi got up from the ground and was in a daze for a while. Why was he here alone? Where is Wei Yan? Thinking of the crazy teacher again, Zheng Quzhi shuddered.
"Child Gu Zhi, why are you still here?" came a sweet voice.
Zheng Quzhi raised his eyes and saw that the teacher in the dress came over, he couldn't help but stepped back a few steps and got goose bumps on his arm.
At a loss, the hand hanging on his side was suddenly grasped. The familiar touch came, Zheng Quzhi turned his head in surprise, and he saw Wei Yan standing next to him.
"Wei Yan!" He just grinned, and before he could laugh, he caught a glimpse of Wei Yan's wrist, and his pupils shrank sharply: "Why are you injured!"
Wei Yan's lips were a little pale, but his eyes were still firm. He bowed his head and tore a corner of his shirt, tied it to the wound, and said warmly, "It's okay."
As he said, he raised his eyes to the female teacher who stopped in front of them.
"Gu Chen! Why are you hurt!" The female teacher seemed to have just reacted, her face panicked, she quickly found an emergency medicine kit from the inside and turned over some hemostatic items.
"Quickly, how can you find anything to tie it up! Quickly untie it, the teacher will give you medicine!" The teacher said urgently.
Wei Yan squinted at the teacher, who was obviously the same, but there was no black resentment on the teacher. He breathed a sigh of relief and undid the strip of cloth he had just tied.
As soon as the teacher was about to step forward, he seemed to be jealous. He stopped abruptly, turned his head and said to another person who was stunned: "Gu Zhi, you disinfect your brother."
With that, handed him the medicine.
Zheng Quzhi didn't dare to step forward and turned his head to look at Wei Yan.
"Go ahead." Wei Yan nodded and reached out and patted Zheng Quzhi on the shoulder.
Zheng Quzhi felt relieved. After receiving the disinfectant, he disinfected Wei Yan’s hands first, and then sprinkled some hemostatic medicine. Only then did he use a bandage to wrap Wei Yan’s wrist a few times, and finally tied a beautiful bow. .
After finishing all this, he raised his eyes to look at Wei Yan.
Wei Yan seemed to be absent-mindedly lowering his head and fiddled with the blood-stained cloth strip. He probably noticed Zheng Quzhi's gaze. He raised his head and confronted Zheng Quzhi's eyes for a few seconds, and said to Zheng Qu: "Stretch your hand."
Zheng Quzhi stretched out his hand.
I saw that Wei Yan tied the strip of cloth that had been torn from him on Zheng Quzhi's wrist, and finally tied a neat knot, then raised his head to Zheng Qu and knew, "Don't waste it."
What he stopped was the blood on the cloth strip, Zheng Quzhi understood in his heart, and nodded heavily.
Bringing the sterilized things, Wei Yan waved to Zheng Quzhi: "Come here."
"Huh?" Zheng Quzhi approached him, and Wei Yan pinched his chin before he could react. Suddenly there was some pain in his chin. Zheng Quzhi took a breath: "Hiss"
He forgot to knock his chin. Seeing Wei Yan looking at his wound very seriously, Zheng Quzhi hurriedly said: "Hurry up and disinfect me, Wei Yan, I can't leave scars."
If he has scars, even Liankan must kill him!
Wei Yan pursed his lips and said, "I see."
A few minutes later, Zheng Quzhi had an extra band-aid on his chin.
"Gu Chen, what's the matter with you?" The teacher hadn't left yet, his face was serious, and he wanted to ask a clear look.
"Cut it accidentally." Wei Yan replied from Shanshan.
"You can't delay your injury, you have to notify the parents." The teacher said, taking out his mobile phone, and he called on the spot.
When Zheng Quzhi was a child, he was most afraid of the teacher calling his parents. Every time he called the old man, he had to be beaten and scolded after he returned. At this time, he was a little panicked when he saw the teacher called the parents. He hurriedly asked Wei Yan: " What to do! The teacher is about to call the parents! My old man must beat me to death!"
Hearing this, Wei Yan loosened his eyebrows and turned to look at Zheng Quzhi blankly.
After a few seconds passed, Zheng Quzhi gradually calmed down and couldn't help but twitch his mouth. Damn, what kind of parents does he have now! It's not those dirty things, the old man is gone long ago, he is afraid of a bird!
The teacher over there finally hung up the phone and said to the two of them: "Hurry in! Let's go to class first!"
Zheng Quzhi completely let go of his heart and quickly took the initiative to lead Wei Yan and walked inside.
"The kindergarten is like my home, the teacher treats me like a mother, the teacher calls me a good baby, I say the teacher is like a mother." The child inside read the nursery rhyme loudly over and over again.
After sitting down, Wei Yan suddenly glanced out the window. I saw that the sun outside the window did not know when it turned blood red, as if blood would drop down immediately.
In the realm...
Wei Yan looked down, stretched out his hand to squeeze Zheng Quzhi's hand, and whispered: "There will be a murder case today, don't be afraid, it is all fake."
Zheng Quzhi was startled, his heart pounding fiercely.
"You two too!" The teacher walked over with a smile and said to them.
Zheng Quzhi shuddered and nodded hurriedly.
"The kindergarten is like my home, the teacher treats me like a mother, the teacher calls me a good baby, I say the teacher is like a mother."
Just a few simple nursery rhymes, Zheng Quzhi read it smoothly and his voice became louder.
A few minutes later, Zheng Quzhi suddenly noticed that a line of sight was staring at him, his voice lowered and he looked in one direction. At this look, he almost cried out.
Their so-called mother in this illusion was looking at themselves and Wei Yan from the window, her face was gloomy, and her eyes flashed with unknown emotions.
In the blink of an eye, the people outside disappeared again, as if it was just an illusion of Zheng Quzhi.
The day ended peacefully without any accidents. The children still love to play and make trouble. Everyone behaved like a normal human being. Even the lunch they ate was nothing different from reality.